Chapter 120
Chapter 120
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 120
Chapter Title: Unfilial Scoundrel
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"Unfilial bastard!"
"Unfilial bastard Kim Se-hyun!"
The moment I saw them, my blood ran cold.
Those were.
'Poison.'
The deadliest kind of venom at that.
Splaaat!
An egg flying toward me at a speed incomparable to any dark elf arrow—pitifully slow.
It smashed against the ground.
"Isn't that Go Yohan?"
"See? Told you!"
"Kim Se-hyun killed Kim Tae-hwan!"
"Unfilial bastard!"
Shouts devoid of any logic.
But the malice behind them was crystal clear.
"Grrrr...."
Joo In-kyung growled from within Go Yohan's arms like a beast.
Did they know?
The instant Go Yohan loosened his grip on his power even slightly.
Slash!
They would be torn to shreds and scattered across the ground?
No.
"......"
Even the Kim Se-hyun standing before them now could slaughter them all in the blink of an eye.
Did they not realize that?
"Get out and go to America, you unfilial bastard!"
That's why they could act this way, knowing full well.
Murmur murmur.
The gazes around them, their social standing—those invisible shackles binding Kim Se-hyun.
"Yo-han...."
Kim Se-hyun's voice reached me.
"I'm... fine."
Her voice carried the weight of suppressed emotions.
"I'm...."
"Grrrrr!"
"In-kyung. I'm really fine."
But with a sigh, Kim Se-hyun smoothed her expression and stepped forward.
"I have no idea what you're all talking about. I...."
Thwack!
Another egg came flying.
"Get lost! Unfilial bastard! You father-killing, company-devouring dog....!"
That was the moment.
Kwaaaaa!
An outpouring aura dominated the entire area.
All noise was swallowed up, vanishing as if it had never been.
Tremble tremble.
The only thing those standing there could do was shake under the unprecedented pressure.
"...Yo-han."
It wasn't Kim Se-hyun.
If she, bearer of the Sin of Wrath, were truly angry, it wouldn't have ended with just this.
This was.
"I'm...."
"I'm not fine."
Go Yohan.
He passed by Kim Se-hyun, entrusting Joo In-kyung to her arms.
"Go, Go Yohan...."
"You...."
I knew exactly what they wanted to say.
"Huhk!"
But he restored their freedom so they could speak.
"Wh-what the hell are you doing!"
The man at the forefront of the protesters raised his voice and yelled.
"D-do you know what you've just done? We're civilians—!"
"Y-yeah!"
Civilians, not even Players.
While conflicts between Players were forbidden by the state and the Association, clashes between Players and civilians were treated even more severely.
"L-look, everyone! Look at this!"
"Call the cops! Hurry!"
Using force against civilians as a Player warranted at minimum a murder charge—heavy punishment indeed.
And right now, they had.
"Over here!"
These seemed to be professional protesters; they'd already summoned Association and police personnel somehow.
"You monster bastard! Just like the trash unfilial scoundrel you are...."
The one yelling into his phone in hand.
That instant.
Boom!
The phone exploded.
"Aaak! Aaaaak!"
The shockwave left the hand clutching it red-hot, blood flowing freely.
The one responsible was Go Yohan.
If he hadn't stepped in.
Grip.
As could be seen from Kim Se-hyun gripping her sword, it would have turned into a sea of blood.
Joo In-kyung might have rushed ahead first, laying waste to the area.
"What are you doing!"
"Grab him! Grab that criminal bastard!"
Association and police had surrounded the area before anyone knew.
The protesters screamed at them in fury.
And Go Yohan restored freedom to them all.
"Hahk, hahk...."
Even as they gasped for breath, smiles crept onto their lips.
They thought the clueless punk had buckled under public scrutiny and backed off.
Crunch.
Go Yohan, who had scattered like a mirage, now had the protesters' leader by the throat, hoisting him up.
"Humans are still so hard to understand."
Go Yohan said.
Scenes like this reminded him of the past.
"Has Kim Se-hyun ever caused you any harm?"
Go Yohan's voice was low and gloomy, yet it pierced every ear like a needle.
"Or have I ever harmed you."
When Go Yohan released the throat he held, the protesters' leader collapsed, crawling away as he screamed at him.
"Wh-what are you... Khek! Right now...."
"Speak."
"You're evil! You and yours are evil! You monster bastards!"
Crack!
From the protesters' leader's shin came the sound of bone shattering.
Go Yohan's foot had stomped down, crushing it.
"Kaaaaaaaak!"
No doctor in the world could make him use that right leg again.
"Yes, I am evil."
Go Yohan said to the protesters' leader.
"Shall I kill you all?"
"......Hic!"
"Tell me."
Go Yohan crouched down, meeting his eyes as he asked.
"Are you stronger than Association Chairman Gu Seunghun?"
"......"
The man's lower half was soaking wet with fear.
"I butchered Gu Seunghun in front of everyone. Yet I can't fathom what courage lets you stand before me like this."
Even the cars had stopped moving.
"I told everyone clearly. That I'd become the villain, the devil if need be. That I'd spare nothing to hunt devils."
He recalled Lee Jae-kyung's words.
That brief respite had been so sweet, yet even for that one moment.
"Why do you all ignore my words?"
He had never let go of his thoughts on devils.
"Hic. Hic...."
Ignoring the fallen man, Go Yohan rose and addressed the surroundings.
His gaze turned to the Association and police.
They too.
"......"
Were frozen in fear.
"Will you arrest me?"
Go Yohan asked.
"Will you restrain me and throw me in the Association's underground cells?"
No, Choi Chang-su would step up to stop it first.
"Even after seeing what became of him, why do you keep letting this happen? I ask you all."
Go Yohan and Michael.
The man standing somewhere between them addressed everyone around.
"Will you stand by while these people threaten your safety?"
"......!"
"Will you let these people scheme against and slander those who fight at the forefront? Those like Kim Se-hyun who risk their lives against enemies? And if Kim Se-hyun leaves for America?"
"......"
Silence descended.
"Then who will you hold accountable?"
Snort.
Go Yohan sneered.
At that chill, the hearts of those who saw his smile seemed to freeze.
"You'll blame Kim Se-hyun. Ask why she abandoned Korea then. I say it again."
He took Kim Se-hyun's hand.
"I will remove everything that gets in my way."
Then he looked at the protesters' leader slumped on the ground.
"......!"
His face ashen from the first terror and pain he'd ever known.
Behind him.
"......"
Gazes filled with even greater hostility directed at him.
He couldn't change all this in an instant.
Even so.
"Get lost, you retarded fucks."
He would fight.
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Boom!
In front of the Taehan Guild, Im Cheol-soon, the instigator of the protest, slammed his desk with bloodshot eyes.
"Uwaaaaaak!"
More unbearable than the pain in his shin was the humiliation and defeat.
The hospital had urged hospitalization, but Im Cheol-soon flatly refused.
"You dog bastard! Monster scum!"
"Chairman...! Calm down...!"
One of the Justice Corps, professional protesters, tried to soothe him.
Slap!
What flew instead was Im Cheol-soon's backhand.
"You too... Are you looking down on me too?"
"Th-that's not...!" "Get out! All of you, get out!"
He had lived as a professional protester for over a decade, yet this depth of defeat was a first.
No one had ever treated them like this.
"We...."
Justice.
"We are justice...!"
They raised voices for the citizens, striving for a shattered social justice.
Far from kneeling in worship, to intimidate them in front of all those people.
That's why.
"Go Yohan...."
Knowing this broken shin would become the weapon to gather people's voices, Im Cheol-soon had come here with a splint instead of hospitalizing.
"Go Yohan!"
Society was wrong.
What right did Players have to receive all those benefits?
Just lucky to awaken, pretending to be heroes, pretending to strive for society more than anyone—it was revolting.
"If I... no, someone like me had become a Player...."
Boom!
He could have swept away all those devils terrorizing citizens lately.
Lazy pigs strutting around like they were great.
It was then.
Ripple.
At the sudden shift in the air.
Thud.
Im Cheol-soon knelt and bowed his head.
The agony from his shin threatened to make him pass out, but it didn't matter.
"Y-you've come?"
The one who appeared before him now was a great being who would make such pain fade in an instant.
Unlike the fools who didn't recognize his worth.
"I've heard the news."
One who precisely recognized his value, intelligent as she was.
"You suffered humiliation at Taehan, didn't you?"
"That's...!"
As Im Cheol-soon tried to cry out in injustice.
Stroke.
A hand approached, caressing him.
"Ahh...."
Vitality surged through his body, the pain in his shin seeming to vanish.
"Poor thing. Someone like you should have been the Player."
"Kheuk!"
Tears welled up.
"With villains like Go Yohan holding such power, what will become of this world?"
Im Cheol-soon felt a surge of passion at the voice filled with genuine concern and worry for the world.
This was the kind of person who needed to exist.
"Step back from Taehan for now."
"But...!"
The Taehan protest had been an order from the woman before him.
He had wanted so badly to drag Kim Se-hyun down and trample her.
"But we must fight true evil, mustn't we?"
"......?"
"We can't just sit idly by. No need to regret not being a Player."
The woman helped Im Cheol-soon to his feet.
Her touch made his mind reel dizzily.
"Why not show them how great ordinary people can be?"
"......!"
"Become a great ordinary man."
In that moment, Im Cheol-soon thought.
Even if this was the devil's whisper, he didn't care.