Chapter 123 – Who Is It? Who Got Caught -1
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The match against Real Sociedad left a lot to me.
I’ve been feeling uncomfortable since the end of last season.
I was puzzled when I kept getting foul play. There is no way that the level of referees in La Liga has risen dramatically in that short time.
I kept looking back at related videos in the video room to see if there was a habit I developed before I cheated.
But no matter how much I searched, I couldn’t find my habit. I realized the reason to some extent through the scene where the warning was canceled in the match against Real Sociedad.
‘Looks like these bastards blow the whistle first, right?’
These crazy bastards – La Liga referees – blew their whistles whenever a player collapsed around me. Then they gave me a card based on how much the player was suffering.
What should I do?
How can I get out of this difficulty?
I kept thinking.
The next day, while training, I thought about it.
“… Where did Jejus go again?”
“He said he was going home because he had something to think about?”
Even on the way home with Yohan, I thought about it.
“Pa-! Nora when you go home!!”
I was worried even while playing with Yohan at home.
“I’m Mangeunchu!”
“Ki-ing! Baa-! Give me a princess! It’s Yohani’s turn!”
Anyway, after such a long and long thought, I came to a conclusion.
Obviously, Real Sociedad canceled the warning after I felt unfair.
Then shouldn’t we just keep pretending to be unfair?
I decided to test it out next game.
“Pa-! I hate you! Yohani won’t play with her brother anymore!”
Let’s keep holding the ball without losing it. Yohan got upset and went into the house.
“Wow!”
Patrasche, who was lying on the grass and watching me play with Yohan, looked at me pathetically when Yohan went into the house, and followed Yohan.
Left alone in the yard, I blankly stared at Patrasche’s back.
“Isn’t that really a human being reincarnated as a dog?”
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Before the match against Girona.
At the entrance tunnel I met a welcome face.
Girona’s centre-back Emmanuel Bernard spotted me and approached me with a bright expression.
As soon as he handed his greetings, he started chattering about what he wanted to say.
“Hello! Mr. Jejus, did you know that when you reincarnated this time, you were frustrated because it was a normal level monster, and you know that volume 11 was translated about being the strongest in the world? In Japan, up to 13 volumes have already been released, but it is sad that the Spanish translation is slow. By the way, this 11th volume was really great. Hey, are humans really human? I felt that way, to connect with the Demon World in such a way that you would rather die than go well…”
What… ? Is it a mind attack?
Emmanuel Bernard used a mixture of French, Spanish with a French accent, and plain Spanish between conversations.
I was bewildered by that peculiar way of speaking.
Let’s put off the answer, saying we’ll talk to him after the game, barely holding on to the spirit of getting distant. He misunderstood himself and left, moved.
“Hey… It’s also Jeju’s. Big- You don’t talk to the enemy before the match, right? I think I have to watch and learn too, that must be the driving force behind becoming the best in the world, right? What do you call it? How to speak in Korean? Is that right? Ah… He said let’s talk after the game. See you after the game! Good luck on the ground!”
The place where the storm of words has passed.
Luis Garcia approached with a whitened expression.
“What is that bastard? What are you talking about so much? It even sounds like Spanish, but I couldn’t understand it.”
In a confused state, I roughly nodded my head at Luis Garcia’s words.
“I didn’t understand either.”
Do other players feel this way when I speak Korean?
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The time when the Lord Jesus was undergoing mirror therapy.
Major was holding a tablet PC and whimpering.
I can’t possibly do it alone.
Joo Yo-han jumped up from his seat and ran straight to Song Yuna.
“Mah-! Pursuit! Pursuit!”
Let Yohan grab his arm and drag him. Song Yu-na walked slowly to prevent her chief from falling and turned on her sports app.
When the face of the Lord Jesus appeared on the tablet PC screen, Yohan shook his shoes or hips.
“Pa-! Blow it up!”
A few days ago, Song Yuna burst into laughter as she recalled the image of Yohan, who was furious that he would never play with his father again.
[The match between Real Madrid and Girona will start at the Santiago Bernabéu. Left is Real Madrid, right is Girona.]
[Yes, in this match as well, Jesu Joo will be the starting pitcher.]
[Kim Dong-jun, who was disciplined last time, also returned to the game yesterday even though the discipline was over.]
[That’s right. Although it came out in the second half, it showed a lot of impressive appearances.]
[Yes, it would have been better if the shot had gone in at the end of the game. It was a bit unfortunate that I didn’t go in.]
[Yes… The moment I spoke, Joo Jesus caught the ball. Emmanuel Bernard is blocking it]
The Lord Jesus was puzzled by the center of gravity of Emmanuel Bernard.
‘Why not lower his center of gravity?’
The moment he lightly brushed aside Emmanuel Bernard, feeling suspicious.
“Aaaaagh-!”
He suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.
While the Lord Jesus looked at him with a puzzled expression.
The referee blew his whistle and handed Jesus a yellow card. He protested, staring at the referee with a puzzled expression on his face.
“I fell by myself, so why is it a foul?”
The two eyes of the referee waved at the intense protest of the Lord Jesus. Looking at this, the Lord Jesus was sure that his guess was correct.
‘These bastards really gave me the card first!’
To the referee with a bewildered look, Jesus Joo made a sad face and calmly claimed that he hadn’t done anything and that the yellow card was unfair.
“I didn’t even touch him. This warning is unwarranted and you can tell by checking the VAR. Rather, Emmanuel should be given a yellow card as a Hollywood action.”
The referee’s eyes fluttered at Jesus’ protest and the booing of the Santiago Bernabéu crowd.
“Puta! Madre! Are you the referee doing match fixing, you bastard!”
“Why is it against the law to fall alone, son of a bitch!!”
However, the authoritative referee did not cancel the yellow card given to Jesus.
“Sir, it’s noisy! If you protest further, you’ll be kicked out!”
Joo Jesus glared at him savagely at the referee’s words, then sighed deeply and quickly grasped the situation, pretending to let go of his anger.
‘Even if I do my best, the Lord will not give me a card anymore?’
Jesus Joo sincerely protested Emmanuel Bernard’s Hollywood action, and doubts about Emmanuel’s Hollywood action arose in the heart of the referee.
The Lord Jesus decided to use that part.
It was a bonus to see the Real Madrid fans displaying fireworks with red flames on one side.
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The match continues.
I’m not long
Got a chance for revenge.
Once again, Emmanuel Bernard stood in my way.
This time, it seems that the center of gravity is lowered
He must have felt that the referee was suspicious of him too.
Well, if you don’t feel that, then you shouldn’t be a soccer player.
Anyhow, he lowered his center of gravity and delayed time to try to take his ball away from me in a coordinated defense with his teammates.
He probably thought that he would save himself because I had the card.
But the man Lord Jesus.
I am not afraid of yellow cards.
What i’m really afraid of
I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to hit people on the ground the way I want anymore!
With determination, I cleared the enemy that stood in my way.
Tadak-!
I deliberately hit the dribble slightly longer.
He ran and tried to kick the ball away.
However, I was one step faster.
I pulled the ball toward me with my right foot and sent it forward again with my left heel.
In the brief moment of casting the Marseille turn and peeling him off, I quietly fed the ribs to Emmanuel Bernard’s ribs.
“Shit! Stop it!”
Although Emmanuel Bernard immediately tried to pull my uniform as soon as he was pushed aside. He sat on the ground in strangely throbbing pain in his ribs.
While the referee was looking at Emmanuel Bernard with the expression, “Why is that bastard collapsing?”
I managed to score by calmly hitting a low, quick shot between the goalkeeper’s crotch.
It was the moment when the gates of hell opened for Emmanuel Bernard and Girona.
