Chapter 106
Chapter 106
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: Father's Permission
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“Very well.”
Permission was granted.
“And from now on, you don’t need to ask for permission like this.”
Even the follow-up words.
“…….”
Go Yohan simply listened attentively.
“You no longer need to worry about the eyes of the holy ones every time. That’s something the weak do, not the strong. If a strong man has to watch out for the weak….”
A faint smirk formed at the corner of Go Jaehan’s mouth.
But Go Yohan could tell.
That it was a genuine smile.
“Then he is a great saint.”
“……!”
“For twenty years, you’ve worked hard to prove that you’re not a villain.”
This conversation felt weightier than all the talks of those twenty years combined.
“At every moment, you strained yourself to keep your mother from getting hurt instead. You pushed us away, unaware that it was hurting you in the process.”
Did his father have this side to him?
“So don’t seek permission. Don’t hesitate to become a villain. That’s the path you must take.”
“…Father.”
“Hearing you call me that brings back old memories.”
The child who had been far too precocious.
‘Goddess.’
The child murmuring the name of some incomprehensible god.
‘Is the name Yohan wrong?’
In response to Shin Sookyung’s jest, Go Jaehan had said,
‘It’s not about the name.’
The child himself was simply wrong.
If there was a god, this shouldn’t have happened.
How could one person be burdened with so much?
“It wasn’t right.”
“Don’t fear embracing it.”
“…….”
Go Yohan stood up.
“Thank you.”
It was a sincere bow.
“However, if you ever stray from the path, I will do everything in my power to stop you.”
The sincerity was palpable.
“For that, the holy power must grow even stronger. So I’ll consume everything you give me without leaving a scrap.”
A chuckle escaped.
Go Yohan laughed.
A grin spread.
Go Jaehan smiled.
It was the first real conversation he’d had with his father like this, yet it felt utterly refreshing.
“I leave it to you.”
“Alright.”
Go Yohan bowed and left the study.
“Whew.”
Only then did Go Jaehan let out a belated sigh.
He suddenly wanted to go see Shin Sookyung and talk.
If they met again, he’d want to ask,
‘Did I do well?’
And her answer would come,
‘You were magnificent.’
But he wouldn’t say it.
Because Go Jaehan cherished Shin Sookyung even more than Go Yohan did.
She was an immensely strong woman, and that was precisely why she needed to be cherished all the more.
“Being a father…”
Go Jaehan knew.
“Is tough.”
But there was one thing he wanted to ask Go Yohan someday.
Not yet, but he hoped he could ask one day.
‘What exactly…’
It wasn’t some mere devil.
‘What are you fighting against, that you go this far?’
It felt like there was something more than that.
*
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*
The Blue House.
“It may be uncomfortable, but I ask for your care.”
“No worries.”
As always, he spared no praise for the security detail.
These days especially, their presence felt more vital than ever to Min Junhyeok.
Who wouldn’t cling to life?
He had reached the pinnacle of power in this small nation, and at his age, eternal rest wasn’t far off.
“I truly rely on you.”
His attachment to life had only grown more desperate.
He pretended to be detached, resigned even, but that was the truth.
“…….”
That was what he worked for.
That was politics, in Min Junhyeok’s view.
‘Madmen.’
Even so, to try detonating something comparable to a nuke right in the heart of Seoul.
Even he himself…
“Would it be any different?”
“……!”
Min Junhyeok froze at the voice.
“If it were you.”
It was a voice that could melt the brain just by hearing it.
“Would it be any different?”
Sweet beyond measure, yet demonic in its temptation.
Min Junhyeok paused as he quietly reached for the panic button.
“Wise choice.”
Hearing the praise, he realized his decision was correct.
“…Who are you?”
The Blue House security were elites rivaling the Association’s top players.
The door wasn’t even fully closed yet.
They were clearly standing right there in front of him.
“Is something wrong, Mr. President?”
No, they had noticed something off and entered the room, yet failed to detect it.
“…No, it’s nothing.”
“You don’t look well.”
“It’s nothing. Just… seems I’ve been under a lot of stress lately.”
“If something’s happened…”
The guard gestured, about to explain emergency protocols.
If Min Junhyeok showed even a hint of distress here, they’d rush in to protect him.
However.
Gulp.
Min Junhyeok had no confidence that those guards could defeat the figure that had emerged from the shadows.
‘Ah.’
He just had a feeling they’d end up bloodied on the floor, and then he would follow.
“Leave us.”
“…Understood.”
He couldn’t fully hide his unease, but they’d get it.
“Cl-close the door too.” “…….”
In the end, the door shut.
“Hoo. Hoo…”
He exhaled raggedly.
“N-now tell me. Who… are you?”
“You’ve already guessed.”
Swoosh.
As the shadow rippled, a woman in a raven mask revealed herself.
Dressed in seductive, alluring attire, she perched on the edge of the desk and crossed her legs.
Utterly defenseless.
‘What if I activate an item?’
The president’s protection wasn’t just players.
There were special items aplenty—barriers that could block bullets.
Or perhaps.
‘Could I escape?’
Even the latest space-leap tech.
But looking at the woman before him, Min Junhyeok couldn’t dare consider it.
And for good reason.
“…Go Yohan.”
She was known to have greatly aided in setting up warp gates and was always at Go Yohan’s side, leaping through space.
There was no way she couldn’t disrupt an item limited to short-range teleportation.
“Is that one… trying to kill me?”
“You’re mistaken.”
Yun Seunga was utterly different from how she acted around Go Yohan.
Her speech, expression, behavior—all of it.
“If he wanted you dead, he could’ve done it anytime. You know that?”
Yun Seunga said.
“Six times.”
“……?”
“The number of times demons schemed to claim you.”
“……!”
“And we stopped them.”
Yun Seunga rose and looked at Min Junhyeok.
“We protected you only because it’s the land where that one was born and raised, the land he chose as his battlefield.”
“Th-then… why appear here?”
“You know.”
Something brushed past.
“I was going to stop it! You can check with Guild Master Go Jaehan!”
“I know that too.”
Yun Seunga said.
“But now, we can act a bit more proactively. Permission has been granted.”
“……!”
“Min Junhyeok.”
Yun Seunga said.
“Do you want to live long?”
At that instinctive question.
Nod.
Min Junhyeok nodded unwittingly.
“Be grateful you’re president at this time.”
Beneath the raven mask, her lips curved in a sly smile.
“You’ll live very long, and healthily. Youth is possible too, if you wish.”
“I-is that true?”
“Of course.”
Swoosh.
Yun Seunga vanished, reappearing behind Min Junhyeok.
“What demons can do, we can too.”
“……!”
Min Junhyeok’s mind went blank.
“We’ll take South Korea. Care to cooperate?”
It was selling out the country.
His party got called pro-Japanese traitors, but Min Junhyeok knew.
The world wasn’t simple enough to be divided by such things.
They joined hands for profit, endured the insults for profit.
“What do I…”
He’d thought about it before.
If he’d been born in that era, could he have stood for the nation?
Of course.
‘I would have.’
He was certain of himself.
No matter how blinded by gain, he’d never betray his people or sell the nation.
But now was different.
“What must I do?”
They had already devoured South Korea.
From the shadows, in secret.
And not just South Korea?
Overwhelming power.
Intelligence, talent, wealth, authority—no force could match them.
And above all.
‘Go Yohan isn’t the enemy.’
A conviction born from years in politics.
Of course, all this was meaningless anyway.
“For now, do nothing.”
“Nothing?”
Swoosh.
Yun Seunga reappeared before Min Junhyeok.
“The Captain plans to let this incident play out.”
“……!”
“Of course, Seoul won’t be blown away by some bomb.”
“Phew.”
“But there’ll be some blood.”
Min Junhyeok just wanted to faint.
“We’ll handle the cleanup. Just hold your position.”
“Th-that’s enough?”
“And…”
One more thing.
“We need independent land. Extraterritoriality. Like Vatican City.”
“……!”
Not an easy task.
“We’ll provide the justification, so no worries.”
Yun Seunga dissolved into shadow once more.
“Magic Tower.”
She was leaving.
“That’s all you need to know for now.”
Swoosh.
Long after Yun Seunga fully vanished.
“Haa! Haa!”
Only then could Min Junhyeok breathe properly.
Overwhelming helplessness.
Had he ever felt this powerless in his life?
But.
“Haa…. Haa….”
A strange ambition burned in his eyes too.
The president, with little term left.
“Ha, hahaha…!”
For his finale, it felt greater than any policy he’d ever enacted.
‘I’ll live long. Healthily, and young.’
It was the moment Min Junhyeok had awaited for so long.
And that day had come.
