Chapter 315
Chapter 315
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 315
Chapter Title: Emergency Rescue
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Dokgo Gyeom was a demon who possessed both super-regeneration abilities and spatial powers, a criminal bearing the highest danger rating.
His spatial abilities were especially dangerous. Normally, he only used them to expand the interior of a gym into a massive party venue—
But when Dokgo Gyeom truly unleashed his powers, he could summon otherworldly beings to this land—entities that the Alien Management Agency referred to by the code name [Illegal Sojourner].
“More dangerous than I thought, huh?”
Jang Hyeon-deok’s exclamation.
“Yeah. Hey, don’t ease off the gas. Keep flooring it.”
“What about that guy?”
“I’ll handle him.”
[Roaring Flames]
[Celestial Thunder]
Kwaaaaaang!
Kwarrrrrung! Waryuk!
I blasted away the barricade on the outskirts highway in Busan and kept talking.
Even if Cure Medical Care was performing some bizarre ritual right in the heart of the city—as long as that worst-case moment hadn’t arrived, when truly surreal entities descended...
“No single person can exceed Dokgo Gyeom’s danger rating.”
That was why I’d kidnapped Dokgo Gyeom and provoked Yang Seo-ho.
“So you never really intended to befriend Yang Seo-ho, huh?”
I flashed a twisted smile at Jang Hyeon-deok’s dumbfounded expression.
“Hmph, Yang Seo-ho would call me a friend.”
“Huh?”
* * *
“Team leader, stop! No, you can’t! What are you doing?!”
Shin Woo-jin’s desperate shout as he leaped from the armed truck.
“If you’re gonna talk down to me, do it properly, and if you’re gonna be polite, stick to it.”
“Th-that’s not the point! What are you doing right now?”
Yang Seo-ho tilted her head slightly, gazing at Shin Woo-jin for a moment.
The Alien Management Agency’s combat agents watched from the vehicles they couldn’t bring themselves to exit. Look at that—she’s putting up with it. Shin Woo-jin really does get special treatment.
The misunderstanding deepened. It wasn’t that no one else dared act like Shin Woo-jin around Yang Seo-ho; she’d respond the same way to any subordinate.
It stemmed from her obsessive attachment to her team and agency. That was why, instead of swinging her fist, Yang Seo-ho explained what she was about to do.
“I’m gonna go smash it all to pieces. Rip off his nose too.”
Shin Woo-jin briefly looked terrified at Yang Seo-ho’s declaration—but he managed to pull together what he had to say, what he absolutely had to say as her deputy.
“N-not yet. It’s a Class 3 emergency. Without evidence of [Illegal Sojourners], we can’t intervene directly on private property.”
“Hmm.”
Yang Seo-ho frowned.
The Alien Management Agency enjoyed an absurd number of legal immunities, but it didn’t mean unlimited freedom.
What Shin Woo-jin mentioned was one of the many restrictions binding Yang Seo-ho.
Without clear evidence of intervention by surreal entities—the ones the agency called [Illegal Sojourners]—Yang Seo-ho couldn’t enter Cure Medical Care’s private grounds.
Yang Seo-ho glanced toward Cure Medical Care for a moment, then turned back and ordered Shin Woo-jin.
“Woo-jin. Tell the team not to block the roads. Let ’em through.”
“Not block them?”
“Yeah. They’re all gonna pile up there anyway, right? Blocking them would just cause more damage, so let them pass—and tighten the net once they’ve gathered enough.”
Shin Woo-jin grasped her intent.
Better to let them cluster in one spot, then form an encirclement.
He let out a sigh of relief.
“Got it. Then you, Team Leader...”
Kwaaaaaang!
“Bwahahaahaha!!!”
Urururung!!
A massive laugh that shook all of Busan.
A colossal shadow rising to the heavens. Seo Cheon-seul’s mana radiating brilliant golden light.
“Uwaaaaaah!”
Screams from the crowd.
Seo Cheon-seul opened his mouth—and a voice like thunder boomed in all directions.
“I am Kim Seobang!”
Kwarrrrrrung!
He’d probably meant Kim Shin-hwa.
“Huh...”
Yang Seo-ho smiled in delight at the sight of Seo Cheon-seul in the distance.
“Uwaaaaa...”
Shin Woo-jin stood with his mouth agape.
“You hear what that bastard said?”
“Huh?”
“Kim Shin-hwa’s shown up.”
“N-no...”
He said Kim Seobang?
“Woo-jin. Can you see the situation at Cure Medical Care right now?”
Seo Cheon-seul’s giant form was visible, but still several kilometers away.
Too far for human eyes to make out details.
But Shin Woo-jin, with senses beyond human limits, could see.
He raised his hair, pulling out a few eyeballs, and checked Cure Medical Care’s status.
“I can see it. They’re still holding strong. The security firm they hired is putting up a good fight.”
“What’s that idiot goblin doing?”
S-see? Even the team leader called him a goblin just now?—The thought crossed Shin Woo-jin’s mind, but he couldn’t voice it.
“Keep watching, Woo-jin.”
“Y-yes, ma’am. Watching now.”
Boom.
“Wow. Kim Shin-hwa, that guy’s a real piece of work.”
Yang Seo-ho spoke awkwardly, like reading from a script.
“N-no...”
“Huh? That bastard’s swinging a civilian car from Busan to smash the front gate?”
“What? There’s nothing like...”
Vrooooooom!!
Kwaaaaaang!
A sedan near Yang Seo-ho rocketed like a missile, smashing Cure Medical Care’s front gate in a fiery explosion.
“Oh dear, that’s bad.”
“T-t-t-t-team leader!?”
“Raising the emergency level. From Class 3 to Class 2.”
“Huh? Wh-what? T-team leader!?”
“Repeat after me.”
“E-elevating danger level! From Class 3 to Class 2! Class 2 emergency!”
Shin Woo-jin shouted toward the armed truck’s interior, and the combat agents—pale as ghosts—began assuming Class 2 response protocols.
“And enter.”
With that, Yang Seo-ho bellowed to the surrounding agents.
“Alien Management Agency Special Team 1 Leader Yang Seo-ho hereby requests the Mayor of Busan declare the Gijang County area an emergency disaster zone for the safety of Busan citizens and the Republic of Korea! I will now make an emergency intervention at the critical site to rescue lives!”
“Uwaa? Uuuh?”
“Hey, Woo-jin. Snap out of it and do what I told you. I’ll be off rescuing that Akiyama or whatever.”
Pung!
With a massive shockwave, Yang Seo-ho’s body shot into the sky.
* * *
Jang Hyeon-deok tilted his head for a moment, then asked again.
“I get why you kidnapped Dokgo Gyeom. But before that—”
“Oh, why drag Yang Seo-ho into it?”
“Yeah. Oh, hold on. I’m gonna swerve over there first. Guardrail—”
[Fireball]
Kwaaaang!
The guardrail shattered. Jang Hyeon-deok floored it fearlessly, leaping the van from Busan’s outer ring road.
“My God!”
A cry from Busan’s special police force.
Thud!
We crossed the Suyeong River. Now we were in Gijang County, Busan—where Cure Medical Care was located.
Of course, this was just the administrative boundary.
“Man, there are a ton of mountains here.”
Surrounded by peaks like Hodusul Mountain, Jangnyeon Mountain, Gongdeok Mountain, Geumun Mountain, Unbong Mountain, and Ahop Mountain, the winding mountain roads stretched on.
After about 10 km of these roads, you’d finally reach the urban area people actually thought of as ‘Gijang County.’
Boom! Kwa-gwang!
The sound of several special police armed vehicles pursuing us.
“Wow, the cops here are impressive.”
“Tough bunch. In Paju, they would’ve backed off by now.”
As I spoke, I drew water from the nearby Cheolma Stream and activated my magic.
[Great Flood]
[Raging Waves]
Kwarrrrrrung!
Busan Metropolitan City’s government maintained the strongest control and administrative power in Korea.
Meaning they could handle most incidents with their own police force.
If I’d only brought in the cultists and criminals?
The city would’ve fought them tooth and nail, resulting in massive casualties.
Busan’s security forces and the cultists’ firepower—both sides would take heavy losses. Obvious.
“And if Yang Seo-ho shows up in the middle of that, doesn’t it just make things worse?”
“No, the opposite.”
Yang Seo-ho was the Korean government’s strongest weapon—and the ultimate deterrent to end any conflict.
If they’d gathered deliberately like in Buyeo, maybe not—but thanks to the chaos I stirred, the cultists had entered Busan in scattered, disorganized waves.
“That way, they all get rounded up by Yang Seo-ho.”
Because I’d drawn Yang Seo-ho to Busan, the city had stayed quiet until this very moment.
Kwaaaaaang!
“So that’s why they still have police left—”
The cops charging through the raging waves in pursuit.
Kwaaaang—
A distant explosion from beyond the mountains.
Whatever blew up was probably chaos from the cultists and criminals Park Gwang-rim and Seo Cheon-seul had unleashed.
Paradoxically, Yang Seo-ho’s arrival let the cultists and criminals conserve their strength until the critical moment.
“Anyway, I’m done with this chase.”
[Glacier Wall]
Kwadddduduk!
The raging waves froze solid, forming a massive ice barrier that ensnared the police vehicles.
“They won’t follow now.”
“Uh—hey, wizard.”
“Yeah?”
“You dragged in the Eternal Life Cult cultists to buy time until the critical moment, and called Yang Seo-ho to keep them from causing trouble. Got it.”
“You figured it all out.”
“So how do you handle the aftermath?”
“Aftermath?”
“Yeah, you know. After the fight with Cure Medical Care...”
To draw in the cultists, criminals, and Yang Seo-ho, I’d spread the nonsense that I was in league with Cure Medical Care.
Once I stopped Cure Medical Care—or rather, the [Source of Life] they worshipped—every armed group in Busan would turn on me.
“Dokgo Gyeom’s gonna escape soon.”
Like I said?
Dokgo Gyeom would regain his power, break through the barrier I made, and regain his freedom.
“Doesn’t that make it more dangerous?”
“If Dokgo Gyeom’s in his right mind...”
Not the best phrasing. The guy’s a lunatic from the start.
“But anyway, he’ll try to get his men out of Busan.”
That’s why I negotiated with him.
And Yang Seo-ho would declare a Class 2 emergency and move to capture Dokgo Gyeom.
Leaving just Busan’s police and the random criminals.
We escape in the meantime.
“Wow, wizard. That’s all...”
Jang Hyeon-deok stared at me in shock.
“Yeah, that’s the whole—”
Plan I set up.
“...gonna go smoothly?”
“...”
Jeez, really.
As I opened my mouth again, Jang Hyeon-deok clamped it shut.
“Wizard! That! Leap!”
“Ha!”
An elevated highway in the distance.
The Donghae Expressway, linking Ulsan and Busan north-south.
“Alright, hold on tight!”
[Great Tempest]
Buwhaaaaaaaak!
A massive vortex conjured by magic lifted our entire van.
Whiriririk—
Kwang! Thunk!
The van landed on the Donghae Expressway. Not the most graceful method—
Screeeeech!
Clunk-clunk!
Jang Hyeon-deok worked the controls swiftly.
The van regained balance in an instant and sped south without losing speed.
“It’ll work.”
Of course, some parts wouldn’t go perfectly, and troubles would arise.
I had an inflated Intelligence stat, but it wasn’t purely mine.
If it truly reflected my intellect—I’d be lounging in an armchair, munching pizza baked by Heo Sang-hyeon while puppeteering everything.
Plus, the abyssal entities were watching.
They always observed from higher up.
And at the critical moment, they’d interfere and wreck my plans.
“Not this time.”
I’d have to fill the gaps by running around myself and adjust as things went sideways.
That’s why I came to Busan.
* * *
“Too late! I’ve won!”
Akiyama’s triumphant yell.
Hideous clamor from outside. But it was fine.
Whatever scheme Kim Shin-hwa cooked up, whatever sorcery Seo Cheon-seul cast—it was all too late.
The gold had arrived!
“Now with this...!”
Kwaaaaaaaaang!!
“Wh-what!?”
The wall exploded—
“Hmm, what a flimsy wall.”
Yang Seo-ho appeared.
“Hey, Yang Seo-ho?! You rabid dog! Who gave you permission to barge in here?!”
Akiyama twisted his face grotesquely and bellowed at Yang Seo-ho.
“You wanna get chewed out by your master?! Remember whose money bought the clothes on your back and lets you play human! I legally bought this land and live here lawfully as a Korean citizen. Whatever I do, you can’t touch me!”
“Oh, right—you’ve got citizenship too.”
“That’s right! You mongrel tamed on scraps! Get out! Go back to your master and eat the rotten slop he gives you!”
Akiyama’s insults dragged on endlessly. But Yang Seo-ho extended one hand toward him and said,
“Don’t worry. I’m not here to stop you—I’m here to rescue you. Quit shitting from your mouth and stick out your nose. I’ll save you.”