Chapter 107
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 107
Chapter Title: 105. Blue House Raid Incident (2)
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With a seductive smile, I snapped my fingers, and dozens of hunters turned on each other.
They started slashing at one another with swords, spears, and pistols.
Chaos truly was beautiful—people killing and being killed amid the frenzy.
"Are you insane!? We need to take out the villains!"
"My body's moving on its own!"
What idiots. Did they not know the power of Azi Dahaka?
"Chaos Seed. The authority wielded by the evil dragon Azi Dahaka."
"B-Baekhwa... you bitch!"
So someone actually knew about me. That was a surprise.
"Your bodies move independently while your minds remain your own—pure chaos. You'll swing those blades at each other until you self-destruct. No matter who wins, the survivors will just kill themselves."
I glanced around to see what the others were up to. Han Su-ji was swinging her axe, smashing the heads of Ha Jeong-seok's hunters.
"Whoa! This is it! Nothing beats the thrill of crushing skulls with an axe! ♥"
Even I got chills from that. She was nothing like her original self in the story.
But damn, she looked hot. Covered in blood, I wanted to lick every inch of Han Su-ji's face and body.
"That crazy bitch is laughing while killing people?"
"Is there a law against smiling when people kill people?"
"You freak! Gah!"
"Shut up."
Reina needed no mention. Every arrow she loosed either poisoned enemies with demonic energy or blew their limbs clean off with sheer firepower.
Boom! Crash!
She was so relaxed, she was even firing at random spots to wreck the Blue House building.
Choi Si-woo silently swung his Divine Sword. With each swing, Ha Jeong-seok's underlings turned into chunks of meat in an instant.
Splat!
Hunters vaporized mid-air by the Divine Sword splattered to the ground, forming pools of blood.
The neatly diced meat chunks were quite the sight.
"Did I do good?"
Choi Si-woo sheathed his bloodied Divine Sword and acted cute toward me.
"Yeah. You did so well, I want to shove my tail all the way up your womb."
This was way too easy. Easier than expected.
Was there a trap? It felt almost suspiciously straightforward.
I peeked at the chat on the drone's broadcast feed, and it was absolute mayhem.
Only hunters were involved so far, but with numbers swelling, word must have spread like wildfire.
I thought the Blue House hunters were A-rank elites, even if not Hunter Association level. They're getting sliced up that easily?
LOLOL it's just that Baekhwa and the fiends are OP.
Look at that. First time seeing a dark elf? Every arrow shatters concrete and the ground.
Gov getting raided by Chosun villain trash www
That guy above has a shit concept.
Viewers at 5k, 6k. Gonna hit 10k soon. Seeing English and Russian too.
I skipped the squiggly scripts since I hated them anyway—just skimmed the Korean ones that caught my eye.
Even in this era, there were agro-pulling trolls like that.
"See that, everyone? This is what happens when you mess with little Baekhwa. Kyarruk kyarruk!"
"Lady Baekhwa. We've neutralized all of Ha Jeong-seok's hunter forces. Our side only has injuries—no fatalities."
Choi Si-woo was nuzzling up to me when a White Lotus Cult follower gave the satisfying report.
Yeah, it looked that way.
Massive casualties. Total wipeout.
Our fiends weren't human to begin with, so injuries heal fast anyway.
"Ah, there must be regular folks without mana inside the Blue House too. But we don't want to paralyze the government completely, so let's go snag the president first."
"Yes!"
The jobless watchers of the Blue House raid were even donating.
Should I check? If it's reasonable, I might indulge them.
I looked at the chat, and viewers these days really hated the president.
I'll donate 10 million if you rip out every hair on Ha Jeong-seok's head.
LOLOLOLOL beat Ha Jeong-seok and I'll donate 15 million.
Huh?
"They must really hold a grudge, huh?"
How badly do you have to screw up to get treated like this by your own people?
Still, ripping hair and beating him wasn't that hard.
I never planned to kill him anyway. Just scare the crap out of Ha Jeong-seok this time and weaken his forces.
Mission accomplished. Time to meet Ha Jeong-seok and yank some hair.
Ha Jeong-seok XXX. Hunter favoritism policy trashes F-ranks—they have to work part-time just for gear. Thinks Korea's full of only powerhouses.
And he dumps budget into family support for birth rates? If he just redirected what he spends on his pet hunters, none of this shit.
Fr lmao NK collapsed and he can't even cross the Daedong River lol. Hunter superpower? Doubt it.
Spot on. All thanks to President Ha Jeong-seok.
"Alright! Today, I'll rip out every hair on Ha Jeong-seok's head and give him a good beating!"
I never intended to kill Ha Jeong-seok from the start. But this much should be fun, right?
Beating him and pulling hair? Not even doing it for the money.
Hunters know villains in exclusion zones have no need for cash. Plus, the White Lotus Cult in Songdo just went global with this—money means nothing now.
Hehe I wanna get trampled underfoot by the president and Eye-na.
Every now and then, you get a real weirdo.
Blue House Shelter
"This can't be. My hunters... the ones I raised so carefully."
President Ha Jeong-seok despaired at the sight outside the Blue House via his magic gear.
The Association was already weakened. If the guild coalition took damage or failed to fight properly, he could've pinned it on them. But Baekhwa storming into central Seoul to target the Blue House? That stabbed him right in the blind spot.
This was impossible. Unbelievable.
"No. This can't happen."
Ha Jeong-seok hung his head. He never imagined his precious assets would all vanish like this.
And dread washed over him.
Terror unlike anything he'd felt since birth.
The meat chunks littering the Blue House grounds were his handpicked underlings, nurtured with utmost care.
Victory against the guild coalition wasn't guaranteed, but against villains? He thought they had the edge.
Was this the end for the Blue House?
Would they breach even this shelter?
"Will they break through here too? No, they won't. Still... can't risk it. Guild coalition? No. Can't call in the Association scum. From Baekhwa's broadcast, even if we summon hunters, who knows if they'll come. Then the military units that just departed—yes, call them back. Hey, Secretary Choi!"
"Yes, sir!"
Presidential Chief of Staff Choi Ji-su rushed in.
A quick glance showed she was already packed to flee somewhere.
Luggage stuffed to the brim.
"Summon the 1st Defense Division immediately! They haven't crossed the barrier long—they can turn back!"
"Why not the Hunter Association?"
Hunter Association my ass. Trust them, and you're done for. They'd dawdle or give Choi Cheol-sik leverage later.
No good. Thanks to Yoo Jin-seok's crew, the Association gained power, but Kim Jae-su that idiot barely let Ha Jeong-seok curb them.
"Can't trust those bastards! With Baekhwa gone, the guild coalition won't just phone it in either!"
"Then you should flee, sir. Oh, right—there's that portal to Tokyo, the gate."
Choi Ji-su suggested the safest option.
Not bad. He could hop over right now. But fleeing to Japan? The PM and Shinohara would mock him endlessly.
Shinohara's cooperation request was already ghosting him, fueling his rage—flee to Japan? Ridiculous.
Above all, pride.
He was Korea's president. Couldn't show his back to enemies.
'What kind of chief of staff is this!'
Ha Jeong-seok slapped Choi Ji-su across the face.
Smack!
"You idiot! How dare Korea's president flee abroad? Agwanpacheon season 2? Luckily, this place is hard to pinpoint and nuke-proof. We can hold until the military returns!"
Rage boiled; he slapped her again.
Smack!
Cheek stinging, Choi Ji-su teared up.
"C-Can the military beat those monsters?"
They couldn't. Just look at how they crushed the Blue House hunters—the army would get obliterated.
That's exactly why call them. Against Baekhwa, they'd be her worst nightmare.
"That pathetic villain bitch Baekhwa can't attack the military. Do it, and public opinion flips. She won't risk torching her broadcast-built fanbase and the people's favor."
That 10,000 wasn't just any 10k. Blue House hunters were his pets—expendable. Even the public knew they were brainwashed criminals under the table. But the military? Different story.
The army was near-civilians compared to hunters. Touch that 10k, and her support crumbles.
Ha Jeong-seok's private hunters vs. the nation's guardians? Worlds apart.
"I'll prep the car—join the returning military!"
"A national leader can't turn tail to enemies! It'll be me dying or that bitch backing off!"
The army would turn back soon enough.
This place wouldn't fall before then. Should be fine.
That's what he thought—until footsteps echoed from outside.
Impressive resolve. For a dictator who's accomplished jack shit, your mindset's top-notch.
Boom!
Baekhwa's voice rang out as the shelter exploded.
We ended up storming the Blue House after all.
Well, slaughtering everyone made entry a breeze.
The collapsing building from all the damage was the real worry.
Come to think of it, were the people inside still alive? Had I gone too overboard in the heat of the moment and wrecked the place too much?
"Whew, the Blue House air's something else~"
Songdo was clean, but this? Presidential digs had a unique vibe.
Like a country bumpkin hitting Seoul?
Not that I wanted to stay. As I said, back before my bedroom dried out.
"Hm?"
Rustling came from deeper inside.
Peeking, I saw folks frantically packing up.
Government heart indeed. Linger too long, and the nation grinds to a halt. Better just rough up Ha Jeong-seok and bail.
"Eek! P-Please spare us!"
"We're innocent! Mercy!"
No need to freak. I had zero plans to kill.
"Phew, everyone. Keep doing your jobs. We're just here for the president. No needless killing."
I'm a good dragon—I don't slaughter willy-nilly.
But where the hell was that bastard? Needed to know to beat Ha Jeong-seok.
Beating info out of people felt off.
We had to look like righteous counterattackers, good guys.
Someone spilling it directly would be perfect.
"Huh?"
Then a woman in a suit hesitantly approached.
Hot suit lady.
"Th-The president is in a secret room accessible only through a barrier made of mana stones."
No way. Such gratitude.
"Oh my. Th-Thank you for the kindness."
"I-I'm actually a fan!"
The sexy suit girl bowed repeatedly, admitting she was a fan.
I nearly asked seriously, "Wanna spread your legs?" but with the broadcast on and bath time waiting, I held back.
Play this right, and she could guide me straight to that barrier.