Chapter 309 – The Shadow of the Holy Land (8)
Galth’s eyes trembled when he saw the portrait of Tyrsi.
It was a suspicious reaction to anyone’s eyes. I half-opened my eyes.
‘It took a lot of work quickly.’
Although Lari Lura moved with a face resembling Tirsi, she hadn’t thought that it would already hit the jackpot.
I was sure from the reaction I saw at the bar that this guy knew Tyrsi’s face, but I didn’t know that he was just an idiot who had a crush on Tyrsi and tried to attack a similar woman.
But that hesitant reaction was proof that there was something holding on.
It’s been a while and it’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time. A spark rose between my fingers.
─Thump!
Galth’s heart stopped with an electric shock. At the same time as he died, I emitted a reduced power to Galth’s soul, which jumped out.
〈Vector-Germanium Shock.〉
─Ahhhhh?!
A weapon or magic containing mana in the soul is an instant potion.
As Gals suffered from electricity to the point of not reaching maturity, he grabbed the heart with his other hand and attempted CPR.
On the border between life and death, Gals dances like a balloon doll celebrating the opening of a new business.
How would it feel to die and come back to life every second?
I know it won’t be a fun dance time. He shuddered at the slightest snap of my finger.
‘If you don’t want to talk, do as you please. I’m still practicing the skill of killing and then reviving people.〉
It is said that the human brain dies within 5 minutes if the supply of oxygen is stopped.
So if you interrogate this bastard’s soul for five minutes, bring it back to life and let it breathe, you might be able to dig up information without killing it.
Of course, 100% of the aftereffects will remain and there is a high possibility of brain death, but what is my fault? It’s my fault for not opening my mouth.
I’m not bad either way This is a great chance to practice the art of saving a dying person.
If this chewy can save a lot of lives by donating his brain to me, wouldn’t it be possible to die and qualify for the door of heaven?
Unfortunately, Galls lacked loyalty to his organization. The development of technology has been postponed like this again.
‘By the way… It’s a target.’
I sat down again and asked a question.
“Could it be that you guys kidnapped this woman?”
Coughing, Galth groaned desperately.
‘I just told you where the woman was as instructed by my boss! She doesn’t even know what happened to her after that!〉
“Why were you all chasing this woman?”
〈The Corbona Family said he was looking for someone! That’s why she said she would give her a bounty if she caught her alive or told her where she was!〉
Corbona Family.
This is the oldest club in Lucregens, that is, the faction of the mafia. I clicked my tongue.
“Well, I’m at the end, so it’s good…〉
I shook my hands and stood up.
‘It would be quicker to ask your boss. Guide me.〉
Gals was astounded to wake up from his anesthesia while undergoing a colonoscopy. It was worth watching him jump out of the chair.
‘To find out if it’s a trap or not, I’ll go with you. I won’t hurt you if you do what I tell you to do. I promise to put my name on it.〉
In the name of Kitai Yesugei.
Of course, getting caught up in battle and dying is not my responsibility.
No, look at this kid why do you open your eyes like that? As soon as I let go of my life without answering, Gals immediately became a killer.
“That is your case. Or will I die while becoming my test bed? I’ll tell you in advance, but I don’t accept bullshit saying I don’t like it or I’m scared.〉
─Kik. I opened the cabin door and let Lalilura in. Gal’s eyes widened at the appearance of the woman she had molested and tried to take to her boss.
‘Hello, Mr. Fool? It’s only 10 minutes.〉
Lari Lura shook her hand and greeted her, and I carved a rune on the back of Gals who was bewildered.
***
I imagined Kangwon Land because it was a casino, but when I arrived, the private gambling hall in another world looked like a bar in the Western era.
From the location to the appearance of the building, the place was so inconspicuous that it made me think that it would have taken several days to find it without a guide.
I wrapped myself around Lalilura’s neck in snake mode and inspected her shop.
It was a place full of cigarette smoke. At each table, gambling addicts are betting for their lives.
‘Even though the size of the building isn’t enough, the money going back and forth is formidable?’
There are only gamblers who seem to lack dignity, but that would be enough money for the Wolhyang family.
‘It looks like they’re collecting it as a tribute and giving it as a bribe to the three largest families in the city.’
As for the details, it would be wiser to ask the man behind this gambling house than to give my brain a go.
We follow Gals into a place that feels like off-limits. When I went to the door, a gangster who appeared to be a casino security guard appeared.
〈… Ok? Gals, why are you here? Is today your day off?〉
“That, that… I have something to report to the boss.〉
Standing crookedly by the door, he looked suspiciously at Gals, who was pouring out cold sweat like a waterfall.
“Tell me here. I’ll give it to you instead.〉
‘Ah, that doesn’t sound right! It’s something you have to see for yourself!!
Gals raised his voice, abhorring even that short remark. The kid can’t smoke dirty.
I was contemplating whether to make a fuss and enter the room, but while I was doing that, Lalilura moved one step ahead.
-Sureuk.
When Lalilura turned over the hood and said that, the suspicious guard’s eyes lit up.
She is a beautiful woman who looks just like the woman who was ordered to search the other day. In an instant, an illusion mixed with guesses sprang from his head, and it seemed as if he was beating the abacus.
〈… Tsk. I can’t help it.〉 Gals yelped and yelled, and the guards kicked his tongue out of his way. Perhaps even the nervousness of Gals is beginning to seem to him as a low-end effort to please the boss. Kiki-kung. Inside the door, there was a rest room and a wisdom staircase. The men who were peeling the nogari there seemed to be the mafia belonging to the Wolhyang family. If you see them wearing clothes that look better than the Tkkaries, they must be a bitch. They also asked Gals about Lalilura’s true identity, but Gals, who had changed his job as a human train fireman, solved everything by chugging. “Wow… Senior, can you see? The musty smell is no joke!” Larry Lura grunted telepathically as she descended her steps. “Why do you want to do bad things while living like a rat? If it were me, I would only surrender and seek light instead of living in hiding underground!” “That’s true, but it’s not a basement. This is a tunnel.” I answered while strengthening my five senses. “It goes down for a while and then goes up the road. Is it a secret passage leading to the building next door?” My predictions were correct. Climbing up the gentle V-shaped road, it was a building that had been converted from a private house to a noir mansion. Gals straightened his back and stood at attention. The man called Boss looked at his subordinate who greeted him politely. I smiled at the five men in the room. It was because the men there were pigtails with shaved heads and covered in Chinese-style clothes or fur clothes. ‘The subject of criminals is patriotic.’ Do you think youngsters who commit crimes in foreign countries are wearing the traditional costumes of their hometowns? What kind of ridiculous national disgrace is that? There is a degree to the perverted outburst of patriotism. Pooh… The boss of the Wolhyang family wearing a smoking pipe was a man with a beard that grew fat. It looks just like what you can imagine from the word obese and obese. Perhaps feeling a sense of incongruity in that slow reaction, Gals looked at him with his back bent. 〈… Boss?〉 ─Exactly! Boss snapped his fingers. A dark macho with muscles that looked like gangster radish radish kimchi stood shoulder to shoulder with Gals. Garth’s face was full of color as he stepped aside following the kkakdugi. He seemed happy to keep his distance from us. He hadn’t seen me transform into a snake before he came here, but he took several hits while being overpowered by Lalilura.
But that was the last happiness given to him.
─Dududuk!
The man wearing a shoulder strap stepped aside and shattered Galth’s neck.
The habitual rapist who was targeting Lari Lura bit off his tongue and died instantly. Covering the corners of her mouth, Lalilura made a displeased look.
─Pooh. Chinese mafia boss blowing smoke from pipe.
‘It’s okay to be dead. More than that, we haven’t introduced ourselves yet, have we?”
The boss, whose cheeks were also puffy, dumped the ashes from the smoking pipe into the ashtray.
“Kirsch. A wandering mercenary who returned to his hometown to find his younger brother.〉
Haha! Are you a brother? That’s a disingenuous answer.〉
Temurgul smiled broadly, put his hand on the armrest of his chair and widened his eyes.
〈I finished the request from the top and did my own research. Of the daughters of the Armashnas family, only one survived. That bitch is already out of Lucregens. I don’t have stupidly big breasts like you.〉
What is it? If you’re going to get in shape, relax your eyes and say it.
I shook my head inwardly. It seemed that the Chinese mafia bastard was also there to discuss the difference in level between the rice and the vegetables.
Ralilu also smiled coldly, apparently thinking the same thing.
‘We do not treat prostitutes. But if it’s necessary for interrogation, I’ll have to endure it. Our men also need some time to breathe, so please listen carefully to the explanation.〉
As Temurgul spoke, he let out a sinister laugh befitting a wakku.
‘It was premature to come here alone. Stupid girl.〉
─Break it!
As if that was a signal, the four escorts and executives pounced on Lalilura. Needless to say, I put on the Beast Return inner armor.
Lalilura also moved. The effect of the magic item made our agile junior as light as a feather.
─Thump! Lalilura’s elbow was stuck in the stomach of the nearest dark forage radish.
Lari Lu-ra looked at her breasts and licked her lips, but her body bent in an L shape, and she completed her successful two-jaw surgery with the back of her hand that struck her face like lightning.
Continuing to move her feet, Lalilura brushed off her gloves.
‘Oh, I drool! I feel bad!〉
The man who drew the sword demonstrated his skill. Dozens of fantasy swords poured out, mixing heos and heos.
It is a special skill that uses mana. They are also idiots who use their shoulders in a well-known criminal organization. That’s what it should be.
“Lalilura. Watch your legs.”
What the sword was aiming at was our junior’s lower body. They probably cut his thighs to immobilize him and try to capture him alive.
─Shush shush!
The true position of the sword wielded by the man kept changing. So it was hard for me to tell you which one was real. By the time I try to open my mouth, the position of the sword has already changed.
‘Right, left, top, 3rd from the middle.’
It looks like it looks But even if I say it like this, Ralilura probably won’t follow.
If Larry Lura’s weaving had reached the pinnacle, she would have been able to dodge or jab by moving her upper body like Dempsey Roll, but she couldn’t have hoped for such finesse in her new boxing.
So, Lalilura took a different approach. She kicked the stab with her lower three arm swings and then applied a round kick.
Of course, the protection of Aura (made in China) was hung on her arm.
─Kaang!
A soft woman’s arm slashed her iron sword.
Not expecting his own sword to bounce off his bare hands, the man stiffened in surprise, hastily holding his head in his arms.
Quick-!!
Ralilura’s roundabout kick broke the man’s arm. Other executives who were trying to dig into the gap at the moment of counterattack also stopped in astonishment.
Temurgul also jumped up from his chair and stepped back.
If the remaining executives attack at the same time, they may be able to poke an opening, but the two who are hit by this aura punch are certain to go to the nether road.
If it was a real Auror, though.
〈… What is that kwon law?〉
The prosecutor’s officer, who hesitated and withdrew, asked while holding back his moans.
Lalilu, as a sign, recited the name of the martial art I had taught.
─ Jump jump.
─Rumble.
A taekwondo-step that was even reckless!
Even the longing soared in my heart at that light footwork.
‘Master Jang Mal-bok… Are you watching?’
The mastery of Taekwondo that Jammin taught the larva Kang Bukho continues in this fantasy medieval land.
I smiled with emotion as I remembered my first martial arts master who was a bath maniac.
