Chapter 691 – Chapter 691 3rd Irregular Meeting Minutes-13
Morning count room.
The basement was working.
In the meantime, figure out how the rear and Warris are going and make plans for the future.
What the basement looked at was a report on public sentiment.
‘Everyone is tired…’
There is such a thing as public opinion.
Jiha was an absolute figure in Red Union, but Minjung was different. Ordinary people just need to eat and live to their fullest no matter who the country is.
Their public opinion was leaning toward a reversal.
‘I need a performance…’
War needs popular support. If you ignore public opinion and forcefully push for it, you will eventually get sick.
Doesn’t the US also care about domestic public opinion?
Of course, the basement is absolute, so it is possible to push it recklessly. But it won’t run smoothly.
Since the Blue Seal has disappeared and the Red Union has taken over, can’t we sort it out at this point?
Will we fight an all-out war with Purple again? Will we just live off each other?
People were secretly expecting this.
‘It’s good to start with a justification…’
We need a cause for the ruled to welcome us with open arms.
‘I think Purple will give you an excuse. Because Epic is aiming for Iroha…’
Jump.
The door to the gun room opened and a woman entered.
It was short, pale pink hair, Narsha.
She exclaimed, looking down her basement with her astonished face.
“What did you do?!”
“Do not work.”
“Not that…”
“Close the door.”
Narsha, who accepted it as a celebration guest, hesitated. The basement was abysmal.
“Come in, close the door, and talk.”
Recognizing her words, Narsha quickly closed the door and stood in front of her desk.
She looked through the papers in the basement, she said.
“Say.”
“Is it true that I attacked Tom Shield beforehand?”
“I told the cleaners not to be noisy. The festival will be held quietly.”
“…”
Narsha let go of her shotgun.
When the underground raised her head, she said heavily.
“You made a mistake.”
“I?”
“Huh.”
The basement covered the papers.
If Narsha was like this, it wouldn’t be an ordinary thing.
Narsha said with a complicated face.
“I don’t care if you attacked Mirinae or if you messed with the guards. The problem is, you said that even the assistant was defeated?”
“I didn’t kill him. Would you have killed me?”
“Life and death are not important. Now, Mirinae and her guards have to prove their skills by taking revenge on this situation.”
As she stared at her basement, Narsha pressed her forehead and explained.
“Dirga are wandering arms dealers. And they are all women. That’s why you bring an escort with you, and that’s why you have an assistant. You are always at risk.”
“Dirga weapons can’t be used if Dirga dies, right?”
“… Threats and intimidation, the risk of becoming a plaything. So you always have to prove that you are not weak. If you look down on them, you have to pay them back right away.”
Underground nodded.
Narsha continued to explain.
“And usually the assistant chooses the strongest of his bodyguards. So, if you play it as a card, it’s a trump card. Dirga suffered by an assistant is a weakling, and she is a woman without a shield to protect herself.”
“So she’ll attack me to prove she’s formidable?”
“… I usually do.”
“That’s what the mafia would do.”
Underground laughed.
Dirga and her escorts were no different from an outlaw group on the move. If the perception of weakness spreads among such people, they are hunted.
“So should I be afraid, or should they be afraid of me?”
“…”
Not 800, but 80,000 was able to organize it.
Isn’t the underground the ruler holding half of the world?
“The problem is that it happened at a festival. A festival is an auspicious occasion, and aggressive attacks are taboo even among Dirgas who have favors with each other.”
“The local rules are complicated. What is the conclusion?”
“… That’s why it looks like I ordered you to clean up Mirinae among the Dirga. Public opinion is getting worse.”
The basement was intrigued.
Was Narsha a woman who cared about her self-reputation? Or did she change her mind before getting married?
Of course she said Narsha herself but she said she wasn’t married.
“Does it matter?”
“It doesn’t matter. Your weapon, I said you need to be blessed by the other Dirga. I barely made it, but it could be reduced to half a seat.”
“Do you think we will boycott?”
“I don’t know. It’s just getting known, so I can’t figure it out. There is a possibility.”
She thought about the basement for a moment, then she said.
“Didn’t the Dirgas say they only had one assistant for the rest of their lives? Are there any exceptions?”
“Doesn’t exist.”
“Really not? If that’s the case, what if the assistant died in battle or became infirm?”
“…”
Narsha thought for a while before she let out a sigh.
“There are exceptions. This is the case when the assistant has expressed his intention to quit on his own. Then the dirga will be free. But as far as I know, there is no precedent.”
If you become an assistant, you get the authority to control the Dirga’s weapons and a special weapon for yourself.
It is a power that can only be enjoyed while being Dirga’s assistant.
So there was no way the assistant would give up the position on his own.
In the first place, if you’re someone who can become Dirga’s escort and assistant, you’re good at fighting and ambitious. Even if he grows old and declines, he will hold on to his strength and think of plotting things.
Underground nodded.
“Then make Mirinae’s assistant quit.”
“… How?”
“If you don’t quit, I’ll kill you or someone from the Red Union will kill you.”
“…”
Narsha sighed.
“I cannot agree with that. No matter how you decorate your appearance, in the end Mirinae will have to take revenge. And it goes against tradition.”
“I have no intention of respecting your traditions.”
The basement drew a line.
Narsha frowned at her.
If she had a bad personality, she would have exploded with anger if she heard this, but her opponent did not.
“It doesn’t matter if it helps me, but if it gets in the way, I get rid of it. Know?”
“… Know. I know, but this is necessary for you too.”
Narsha said calmly.
“I want to persuade Dirga to join the Red Union army.”
“Is it possible?”
“Perhaps. I don’t know how many people have heard of it, but I’ll try it. That’s why I was making contact behind the scenes in my own way…”
“I sprinkled ashes.”
Underground nodded.
Didn’t she become quite proud while Narsha wasn’t seeing her?
“Okay, what can I do?”
“… Uh?”
Narsha was taken aback.
A face that understood as sarcastic, but Jiha was sincere.
When her men work hard, you should help them out.
“… Are you really going to do what I say?”
“Starting with this festival, I did as you said, so what? Say it without hesitation.”
“…”
Narsha didn’t know that the basement would be like this, so she couldn’t answer right away.
As her basement laughs, she finally opens her mouth.
“… First of all, I will meet Mirinae and tell her that it was a mutual misunderstanding. It is a ritual to reconcile when there is a conflict between Dirga.”
“Is that enough?”
“If you accept it from there. I usually ask for this or that, but I don’t think he will.”
Narsha is also Dirga’s unique, and she would not want to go against the planting of the underground.
“Then you don’t even need my permission.”
“If only, really if, you may have to attend. I hope it won’t.”
It’s not like they’re catching people.
Recalling Mirinae’s assistant, Baldoc, Jiha shed a bitter smile.
Narsha is actively moving, so let’s push her.
“Okay, try it and report it.”
“… Yea, I got it.”
Narsha had a somewhat relieved but disbelieving face.
She changed the topic underground.
“So what should I do at the festival starting next week?”
“For now, you just need to stay seated that day and receive the blessings of the Dirgas.”
“Good.”
She nodded her head underground and she said.
“Narsha, Ouroboros has been cleaned up for now.”
“…”
To Narsha, Ouroboros was Longtao’s enemy, the opponent with a deep grudge.
“But don’t let go yet. It might come out again.”
“… Okay.”
Narsha’s expression hardened, but she soon loosened it.
“Weapons are already finished. Would you like to see it?”
“I am busy right now. I’ll see you later when I have time.”
“Okay. Then I’ll leave.”
Narsha turned around and left.
Jiha rested her chin on her for a moment and stared at the door.
Narsha has also changed considerably.
‘What’s left are Yegrina and Gasiel…’
They both knew by now that the underground had returned to Warris.
Still, the reason why we don’t meet blindly is because we both have something in mind.
‘I wonder if there was a competition.’
Bona Mana Yegrina and Gasiel must have collided with each other. It wasn’t really reported, but it was clear when I looked at his personality.
Yegrina, who was free-spirited but awakened a possessive desire for the underground, and Gasiel, who valued her social rules and etiquette but tried to acquire the position of a royal family, were at odds with each other.
‘Should I wait while working…’
Not only Gasiel and Yegrina, but Dirga and Purple will move and cause conflicts.
Watch and go
Motel.
Dirga, Mirinae was lying on the bed in a daze.
Was naked
“Damn, damn…”
The same naked man, Baldoch, was sitting with his back turned, spitting disgust.
Waking up in the morning, he remembered the events of the previous night and was completely stunned.
Without even asking Mirinae’s will, she jumped on it recklessly, shook her waist, and ended herself first.
“…”
It’s an unavoidable relationship anyway.
Dirga cannot be changed once the assistant is chosen. The assistant must protect the dirga even for his or her own interests, and the dirga cannot change the assistant at will.
Even if we don’t fit together, we have no choice but to go.
“Baldoc.”
“… Yesterday I lost because I was drunk.”
Baldoch gritted his teeth and grumbled.
It wasn’t.
It was a well-known fact in Wordsland that the underground had broken the heaven.
Even with hundreds of foot docks, he can’t afford the basement.
Mirinae sat up and spoke as calmly as possible.
“Forget it.”
“… Forget? Forget?”
Waldoch clenched his fists.
“Are you kidding me? Who will respect me now? Don’t you know what’s going on?”
“…”
Dirga’s assistant was also the head of the guards.
And the leader of this lawless group, those who live on knife rice, always had to show a strong appearance.
But yesterday, Baldoch was too ugly.
The leader of the Red Union was the opponent, so losing was inevitable. Still, it was too ugly.
“Now we will be looked down upon by the Dirga and the guards. Those who want to leave the escort will come out one after another.”
“…”
It was not a false prediction.
Mirinae’s reputation and influence will decline.
Mirinae said calmly.
“I can’t help it. Accept it.”
“Shut up!”
Match!
Mirinae was hit by Baldoch’s swinging arm, and her little body staggered.
It wasn’t a big deal to Sonjjigeom and Baldoc.
Lower extremity? Baldoch knew that Mirinae did not rebel.
When Baldoch looked back with bloodshot eyes, Mirinae, her cheeks flushed, lowered her eyes.
“… We have to catch him.”
“Nonsense. Don’t do it.”
Mirinae was determined to be hit again and stopped it.
Who is underground? It was better to think that I was really struck by lightning.
Baldoch snorted.
“Hmph, that guy is human after all. Won’t he die if stabbed?”
“Baldoc.”
“… Shut up. How did I get here!”
Waldoch yelled as he got out of bed.
Dirga’s assistant, a position coveted by men without magical powers in Wordsland. Moreover, Mirinae was a skillful Dirga, a large force with a scale of 800 people.
Baldoch reigned as the king of these hordes. He could do anything he wanted.
However, everything was destroyed in an instant by a sudden typhoon from the outside.
“… Wait and see I will not end like this.”
Baldoch gnashed his teeth.
Mirinae let out a thin sigh.
I thought I’d forget it if I drank again anyway.
The Weapon Festival, a festival where it is announced that Underground is Narsha’s assistant, is approaching.
Things started to take a quick turn.
