Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 048
Chapter Title: Go Yohan
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‘Go Yohan.’
It was a name that had been famous even back in the day.
The youngest son of that ‘Sacred’ house, always stirring up trouble.
‘He was hanging out in clubs?’
What an outrageous guy.
On top of that, his looks were utterly bizarre, and rumor had it he’d been getting tattoos since elementary school.
At first, Jo Gyutae hadn’t thought much of him.
‘Damn poser.’
Born with everything most people could only dream of, so why live like that?
Having lived in the shadows his whole life, Jo Gyutae knew their type all too well.
The kind who squandered their gifts without a second thought.
But then.
-Player Go Yohan of Sacred is reported to have played the lead role in this gate.
Lately, Go Yohan’s name kept cropping up.
Not the usual mess he used to be known for.
-Of course, none of it’s confirmed. We have verified that Player Go Yohan entered the Black Gate via the Buyeo Gate...
-In connection, the so-called Sacred Union remains silent...
-The Sanctuary Alliance is also silent...
The media was hyping it up like it was some big deal.
Of course.
“Not all of it’s true.”
Still, wasn’t he pulling his weight?
-According to anonymous reports from certain players, Player Go Yohan murdered Hojo Guild members...
That was when it happened.
Crack.
Kang In ground his back teeth at the radio’s voice.
The sound was so sharp it jolted Jo Gyutae out of his thoughts.
“Wh-what’s wrong?”
“Talking out of their asses...”
No way.
‘Is he a Go Yohan fanboy?’
Nah, couldn’t be.
Sure, Go Yohan had his charms, but the Kang In he knew wasn’t one to obsess over tabloid crap.
-Investigations are underway, and the Association says it’s time to stop staying silent and step up...
-Violence among players—how far will it go...
Well, not totally out of the question.
“They sure love running their mouths.”
Jo Gyutae felt the same.
Civilians who’d never set foot in a gate wouldn’t get it—the inside was pure barbarism.
It grated when outsiders shoved their moralizing down your throat.
“Go Yohan... think it’s true?”
“......”
“With Sacred blood, he’s probably been drilling strategies since he was a kid. But leading a Black Gate? Come on.”
Part of the Black Watch had entered that Black Gate, but not newbie Jo Gyutae.
“They say it’s crawling with shit way beyond regular monsters.”
Jo Gyutae got a smug rush saying it.
That sense of purpose—battling the hidden darkness finally rearing its head.
Snort.
Kang In curled his lips into a long smirk.
“You’ll find out soon enough. Like I said...”
But Kang In’s eyes were ice-cold.
“No fuckups that embarrass us.”
“Got it.”
They’d reached their destination.
Rumble.
The van door slid open, and Kang In along with the Black Watch members piled out one by one.
When Jo Gyutae hopped off last, he blinked in confusion, cocking his head.
“Go... Yohan?”
Silver-white hair and sky-blue eyes.
Tattoos peeking out from under a baggy tee.
“Been a while.”
Kang In bowed deeply to Go Yohan.
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“Sorry for sticking you with all the dirty work.”
At Go Yohan’s words.
Shiver.
Kang In trembled like he’d been shocked.
That man.
“This is...”
“I know the story. Player Kang Hyejeong, and...”
The Black Watch members.
“Player Jo Gyutae.”
“......!”
That’s when Jo Gyutae knew for sure.
The true master Kang In served—the one above the entire Black Watch.
‘Go Yohan!’
It had been Go Yohan all along?
He remembered Kang In’s warning about manners.
“F-First time meeting you.”
More Black Watch members disembarked from the van after that.
No room for Jo Gyutae to butt in.
“Just seal off the perimeter.”
“We can handle it ourselves. We’ve been working hard to prove useful.”
Kang In told Go Yohan.
“Can’t have that.”
Kang In had been the biggest help in securing the shadows.
Never shied from the filth, volunteered for every nasty job.
Hadn’t slacked on his training either.
‘For sure.’
The faithful got periodic doses of Gluttony’s elixir.
They could raid gates in the church basement without prying eyes.
Kang In was leagues stronger than before—not just church aid, but his own relentless grind.
“Dumping this on you too? That’s selfish.”
“No, it’s...”
“Was gonna handle it quietly with Seung-ah.”
“Out of the question.”
“Yeah. Feels like it’d slight the Black Watch. Already beat myself up for not looking out for you guys in the Black Gate.”
His tone didn’t match his looks.
“Perimeter’s sealed.”
They were in front of a guild hall in the capital region.
Mid-tier among the top hundred—not small fry.
“Plenty more ahead.”
Go Yohan started walking, Kang In trailing behind.
“......!”
Jo Gyutae, catching on late that his team had been picked, hurried after.
“They won’t accept you.”
“We’re ready.”
“Enter.”
At Kang Hyejeong’s word.
Vmmm!
The Black Watch members activated an item.
Or more like a magic tool.
Yun Seung-ah’s handiwork—warped space to dodge the Association or anyone’s eyes.
Hiss.
The interior, unremarkable from outside, swirled with strange air.
Lungs burned, head throbbed with fever.
Flash!
It all got neutralized by what poured from Go Yohan.
“......”
Eyes locked on them from inside.
Human eyes that weren’t human.
“They’re fully taken already.”
When Go Yohan extended his hand.
“Kieeeek!”
The guild members lunged with feral shrieks.
Jo Gyutae moved to intercept at their insane speed, but Kang In held up a hand.
‘Watch.’
Burn it into your eyes.
Crunch.
Jo Gyutae couldn’t process what happened.
Clatter!
Chunks hit the floor—no trace of the beastly things.
Just pulverized remnants.
“Ch...eek.”
Bloated flesh like an orc.
‘Red Orcs!’
The ones from that Black Gate.
“I’ll head in first.”
Go Yohan vanished.
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They’d stripped down to confirm in the Black Gate.
No way the Sanctuary Alliance screwed up.
They just hadn’t noticed.
“Still wanted it after seeing that mess?”
Go Yohan asked.
The guild master—or what was left, half-turned Orc Shaman—stared back.
That skull bowl in its left hand was the issue.
“Unbelievable.”
An item infused with the Orc Shaman’s sorcery.
The ‘Evil Jaw,’ no doubt.
These were the ones present when Go Yohan wiped out Hojo Guild.
They’d witnessed the soul-sellers’ gruesome end up close.
Crack.
Power-drunk, they’d swiped the Evil Jaw on the sly.
“Th-think you’ll walk away from this?!”
The guild master still had some sanity left.
“Ch, chiik! Who the hell are you!”
But the Orc Shaman’s corruption had dug in deep.
“I-if you kill us all, you’re done too! Sacred too!”
Crack!
“Kaaaaak! Won’t get away...”
“Won’t buy that Sacred’s clean.”
Go Yohan shook his head.
“Don’t sweat the small stuff. Just keep chaos in check so demons don’t get too comfy.”
He was chattier than usual today.
“Guh! Guhuk!”
“To handle scum like you.”
Demons.
“I’m ready to ditch it all.”
Boom!
The chest of the Orc Shaman overlay exploded.
It clung to life thanks to the demon-kind power of the transformed Orc Shaman.
“Ograk Krack! Ograk Krack!”
The shaman’s voice spat like a curse.
“I know. Kartul’s coming. Too late to stop it.”
“Kheh! The Great Warrior! Not like that tribe chief you fought...!”
“Why can’t you figure it?”
Go Yohan’s icy gaze.
A shadow fell over the Orc Shaman’s head.
“That I’m letting Kartul come.”
“......?”
“From the start.”
Crunch!
No more grotesque orcish gasps.
“I’m the one who summoned you.”
At eight years old, Go Yohan opened the demon gate.
Fully aware it would speed up their invasion.
The demons were deluded.
Splash!
Thinking Go Yohan guarded ‘Earth’ like some Travania hero.
Wrong.
It was only as far as his reach allowed—what he could manage.
And only for this land tied by blood.
“Hurry up, Kartul.”
They hadn’t grasped he aimed to slaughter every last demon from the beginning.
“I’ll wait.”
Kang In and the others climbed up from clearing the lower floor.
“...We’ve got a snag.”
Kang In reported.
“Looks like they prepaid the press—if anything hits the guild, tie it to Sacred’s Go Yohan.”
Wouldn’t have known if Go Yohan stayed hidden.
But now out in the open, it was predictable.
“We’ve got the reporters’ names. Just say the word...”
Kang In broached something risky.
If Go Yohan wanted to stay under wraps, he’d do whatever it took.
“Let it slide.”
Like he’d said—those stories were bound to blow up eventually.
He’d always braced for it.
What mattered now was elsewhere.
A few days later.
-Right now, over Russian airspace...!
Black thunderclouds blanketed the skies over Vladivostok, Russia.