Chapter 1559 – 1559. Saint Unicorn
I uploaded a picture of the Commissioner General of the National Police Agency pissing and shitting himself to the internet, but the reaction wasn’t immediate.
Even when I posted it on political community sites, no one immediately believed the photo. Their first reaction was to doubt whether it was a composite.
“Wait, did you really post it on the internet?”
Son Ga-yeon, who had just snapped back to her senses, asked me. When I nodded, she frowned.
“In that case, we’ll have to change the scenario. Surrender won’t work.”
Son Ga-yeon picked up her smartphone and started contacting someone. Then, she glanced around. Police Commissioner Park Se-moon was out of his mind, and his family and bodyguards were quietly watching, gauging the situation.
“People from the prosecution will be here soon. Don’t resist them. No matter what you do, it won’t mean anything. Let’s end this nicely, okay?”
“Ah, yes, I understand…”
A man who seemed to be the head of the security detail answered in a small voice.
I wanted to beat the police commissioner, who seemed completely out of it, even more, but Son Ga-yeon pulled my shoulder.
“Let’s go. It’ll be troublesome if we’re here.”
“Shouldn’t we silence them more thoroughly?”
“Those people aren’t that stupid. And who would believe them if they blabbed about us? Even if they did, it wouldn’t mean anything.”
I followed Son Ga-yeon outside. She continued to make calls even after that.
Fifteen minutes later, the Korean internet was ablaze. Park Se-moon’s corruption was exposed, and the photo of him pissing and shitting himself was explained as an incident that occurred during the apprehension process.
Reporters poured out articles criticizing Park Se-moon, and netizens were busy cursing him. There were some comments about excessive force, but they didn’t gain traction. The world was too used to violence for that. It might have been a problem if Park Se-moon had died, but other than pissing and shitting himself and having one arm wrecked, he was fine.
‘He’ll be stuck with the label of the former police commissioner who pissed and shat himself for the rest of his life.’
From Park Se-moon’s perspective, it probably wouldn’t matter. He wouldn’t be coming out into society again anyway.
“Whew. This should be… okay.”
Son Ga-yeon put her smartphone away. She then looked at me and asked,
“What are you going to do now?”
“I want to take down other high-ranking officials or politicians… but it’s better to hold back for now, right?”
“They’re not as influential as Park Se-moon. You can take them down slowly later. Right now, it’s better to hit the Triangle? Those Black Guild bastards. They must be panicking after hearing about Park Se-moon’s capture.”
She meant we should attack one of the Triangle’s bases.
It didn’t matter which one we chose. They were being monitored by the Bukbaek Son family. They couldn’t escape easily. South Korea, a divided nation, was blocked at the top, and the other three sides were blocked by the sea.
“Let’s go to Hamchorom.”
Five Sad, No Count, and Hamchorom. We decided on one of the three Black Guilds.
“Hamchorom, huh? You’re planning to cut off ties with the troublesome ones completely?”
Among the Triangle, Hamchorom was in charge of connections. High-ranking officials and politicians used Hamchorom to back the Triangle.
“They’ll be lying low after seeing what happened to the police commissioner, but just in case.”
“You’re going to get rid of the troublesome ones first. Not bad. But… it’ll be a problem if you act impulsively like you did just now.”
“I won’t do that with Hamchorom. Those bastards will die by my hand. Just don’t get in my way, sis.”
“If you don’t do anything like that again, I’ll take care of the cleanup. There’s no room for mercy with Black Guilds. There’s nothing more foolish than showing half-hearted mercy to a hunter.”
Ordinary criminals and Awakened criminals were different. The limits of what an ordinary criminal could do were clear. Especially in Korea, where they couldn’t possess firearms. But Awakened criminals were different. If they messed up, dozens of people could die. Awakened people had power. That was why Awakened people received harsher punishments when they committed crimes.
Son Ga-yeon and I got into the car and headed to Seocho-gu, where Hamchorom was located.
Hamchorom operated a high-end restaurant specializing in Korean beef. It had been on TV before, so it was quite famous.
It was late at night. The restaurant’s operating hours were already over, but all the lights in the building were still on. A flurry of activity could be felt even from outside the building. They must have been very flustered after seeing the news that Police Commissioner Park Se-moon had been taken into custody by the prosecution.
“A Black Guild openly operating a high-end restaurant…”
When I said this with a sigh, Son Ga-yeon chuckled.
“It’s not surprising. Most guilds these days operate at least one business. There’s no law saying that Black Guilds can’t operate businesses. Well, they’ll hide the fact that they’re a Black Guild, though.”
“Sis, have you been here before? You seem familiar with the place.”
“I’ve been invited a few times because of family matters.”
“Dinner with high-ranking officials?”
“Something like that. The chef here was amazing at grilling Korean sirloin… I guess I won’t be able to eat it anymore.”
Despite her regretful tone, her legs were striding confidently toward the building.
I quietly followed behind her. I could sense presences hiding around the building. They were people Son Ga-yeon had brought in case of an emergency.
I looked at Son Ga-yeon. She was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt instead of a skirt. Her back was soaked with sweat. I could see the outline of her sports bra. Her jeans probably weren’t showing it, but they were probably soaked with sweat too.
I could see the scabbard hanging at her waist. It was the Anti-Demon Sword I had traded with her. The rotating lotus pattern of the Bukbaek Son family on the hilt. I couldn’t forget it.
‘The taste of her pussy!’
I could taste Son Ga-yeon’s unique salty pussy flavor on my tongue. It was even stronger than yesterday.
[Son Ga-yeon, 28 years old, virgin
Sex experience: 0
Number of partners: 0
Lust level: 55
Inner thoughts: Get a grip. We have to finish this decisively.]
It was the moment Son Ga-yeon’s hand touched the door. The flurry of activity I had felt from beyond the door stopped all at once.
“Oh. Looks like they noticed.”
She put strength into her hand.
Bang!
The door flew open. At the same time, enemies who had been holding their breath near the entrance rushed toward Son Ga-yeon. Son Ga-yeon drew her sword like a flash of light and moved forward.
She stepped into her stance. Heavy yet fast. The enemies’ attacks barely grazed Son Ga-yeon’s skin.
The moment Son Ga-yeon’s foot stopped, a line of light flashed behind her back. I knew that line of light was the trajectory of her sword. The enemies who had been touched by the line of light had their bodies severed and fell to the ground with a thud.
Instead of blood pouring out, smoke rose. The severed areas had been cauterized by the heat. I watched the dead bodies and replayed the scene in my head.
‘It wasn’t just swinging the sword quickly. I don’t know the detailed principles at all. Is it related to the Bukbaek Son family’s special mental cultivation technique?’
But I knew one thing. Son Ga-yeon’s swordsmanship was in no way inferior to mine.
“……”
Silence fell. After three people were killed in an instant, the enemies started to watch and gauge the situation instead of moving recklessly.
I stepped in front of Son Ga-yeon. This was my job. I couldn’t leave everything to Son Ga-yeon from start to finish.
As I stepped forward, someone from Hamchorom also stepped forward.
It was a chef. A chef with a sturdy build and long hair tied up in a ponytail. Holding a kitchen knife in each hand, he glared at his subordinates once, then looked at me and Son Ga-yeon.
“Ms. Son Ga-yeon. I didn’t expect you to come here like this. Didn’t you like my cooking, Ms. Son Ga-yeon?”
“The food was satisfying. The meat I put in my mouth melted like it was laced with drugs. It makes my mouth water even now.”
“I take pride in my cooking. I don’t put drugs in my food.”
“Why is a top-notch chef like you doing drug-related things?”
“I don’t want to talk about it. But, isn’t everyone carrying a story?”
Srrrk.
Whether they were talking or not, I drew the Hwaryeon Flying Daggers.
“So, you’re Seong Yu-jin. I received a report that the hunting dogs had failed, but I didn’t expect you to point a knife at us so quickly.”
“You know why you’re dying. You messed with the wrong person.”
I pulled up my mana. Crackle. Red sparks flew around my body, and a blue aura formed on the blades of the Hwaryeon Flying Daggers.
He looked back and forth between me and Son Ga-yeon and said,
“I will leave Korea. I will abandon everything I have achieved in Korea and leave, so could you please pretend you didn’t see this just once? I will never return to Korea.”
“I don’t have the authority to decide.”
Son Ga-yeon looked at me. My decision was only one.
Annihilation.
Show mercy to those who tried to kill me? Unfortunately, I’m not a Buddha. I have no intention of becoming one either.
“I’ll let you leave Korea. Your destination is hell.”
I rushed toward the chef. The chef also rushed forward without dodging. The chef swung his kitchen knives with a blank face. I stopped my forward momentum and turned to the side. His kitchen knives cut through the air.
‘I knew this bastard wasn’t an ordinary chef… but he’s specialized in killing people. Was he an assassin?’
If he were a proper hunter, he wouldn’t have done this.
‘He’s using the kitchen knives like daggers.’
Fast and sharp. He swung the daggers in the most threatening and efficient way. He wasn’t afraid of me counterattacking.
‘He’s skilled. But…’
I was used to fighting enemies with daggers. Thanks to the training I had done with Yuria.
‘Yuria also uses magic, but she’s strong even if she doesn’t use magic and only uses a dagger.’
Honestly, I didn’t have many experiences of winning against Yuria when she was only using a dagger. And even those wins were only because I used a few tricks.
‘He’s like a child compared to Yuria.’
I swung the Hwaryeon Flying Daggers. The chef raised his kitchen knives. He intended to block the attack with one kitchen knife and attack me with the other.
‘I can see right through it.’
I reversed the blade of the Hwaryeon Flying Daggers that was moving forward. Clang! The Hwaryeon Flying Daggers rode up the kitchen knife.
The blade floated in the air. Instead of attacking from there, I retrieved it. Or rather, I pretended to retrieve it and aimed for his other hand.
‘It’ll be strange. From grabbing the knife with the reverse edge to attacking somewhere other than the neck.’
It wasn’t efficient. It was a pointless movement.
‘I did it on purpose. To create an error in the mind game. This is an attack that even Yuria fell for at first.’
The blade of the Hwaryeon Flying Daggers cut off the chef’s right fingers.
“Kuh!?”
A gap opened in the chef’s stance. As soon as I spotted the gap, I squeezed in and thrust the blade. The tip of the blade pierced the chef’s neck. The chef collapsed.
