Chapter 153
Chapter 153
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 153
Chapter Title: 37. Biological Father (2)
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“Why, of course…….”
Youngwoo naturally recalled the Orphan achievement, then promptly shut his mouth.
[Complete Orphan]
|Find your parents and eliminate them. (1/2)
When he thought about it, these weren’t words to say in front of the mother he’d just met today and her baby.
However.
‘Since the achievement says “find and eliminate,” doesn’t that mean I have to kill them myself to complete it……?’
Youngwoo believed the achievement would only be fulfilled if he personally eliminated his parents.
Otherwise, the achievement system wouldn’t have phrased it as “Find and eliminate.”
‘Of course, since my mother was already counted, I might be wrong.’
Youngwoo hadn’t yet decided whether this achievement could even be completed.
However, if his father was inevitably doomed to die, then killing him himself to at least claim the achievement seemed better.
‘Is that too insane a thought?’
In truth, to Youngwoo, “father” was closer to an imaginary being, so the idea of killing him brought no guilt.
He had never met the man once in his life, nor felt his presence even indirectly.
At present, the realities that hit closest to home for Youngwoo were things like myth-grade weapons, his illegitimate child, or the pan-universal weapon brand ‘Togo.’
‘But a father will soon become reality too.’
So, wouldn’t meeting a living father be better than a dead one?
“We really need to hurry. If possible, I’d like to see him alive and moving.”
“You…….”
As Youngwoo steered Neuggig toward the prison, Jongseon clutched the baby tightly.
She resolved even more firmly not to let her own child become an orphan.
-Kweeeee!
Soon, Neuggig bolted eastward toward the prison at Youngwoo’s command.
Kwaaaaa!
The scenery of Uijeongbu city streaked by rapidly.
People occasionally appeared along the roadside, but none could block the lightning-fast monster.
And Jongseon finally caught a glimpse of how the Orphan First Sword had survived until now.
‘Truly invincible. I don’t know when it started, but…….’
A golden greatsword trailing in the sky, an iron horse from another world, and the absurd title of Joseon First Sword.
With one person possessing all this, who would dare provoke him?
For Jongseon, who had faced countless challengers’ attacks in Yangju, Youngwoo’s very existence felt unreal.
To think such a life, such a powerful human, existed… And.
‘To think I’m witnessing the moment such a man goes to find his father. Truly, you can’t predict a single inch ahead in life.’
Kwaak, kwik!
Finally, Neuggig, charging southeast, slowly turned.
This meant Uijeongbu Prison, Youngwoo’s destination, was drawing near.
‘…Two more have been added.’
In the meantime, Uijeongbu First Sword Kwak Seong-won’s defense count had risen by two more.
|Current region: ‘Uijeongbu.’
|This region’s First Sword: ‘Kwak Seong-won04’. Rank 2, Defenses: 98.
This also meant two more people had challenged Kwak Seong-won in that short time.
Proof that the battle at the prison was unfolding quite fiercely.
“Hold the baby tight.”
“……!”
With Youngwoo’s warning, Neuggig’s front paws slashed the air violently, and the surrounding scenery blurred and pushed back in an instant.
“Hek! J-just slow down a bit!”
As Jongseon gasped at Neuggig’s sudden acceleration, the road beneath narrowed, and a large outdoor parking lot appeared on the left.
‘That’s up there, I suppose.’
Youngwoo instinctively sensed the prison was close.
Petrified cars lay abandoned, with human corpses scattered sporadically among them.
The cleanly severed edges of the damaged vehicles also looked like traces of elite swordsmen clashing.
Shwaaaa!
As they followed the road beside the parking lot upward, it turned into something closer to a mountain path, and the corpses strewn on the ground grew more numerous.
“Oh… my god.”
Some still had blood that hadn’t fully dried, so Jongseon hurriedly covered the baby’s eyes and groaned.
Meanwhile, Youngwoo.
“We’re here!”
Pointed ahead as if he’d struck treasure.
The tracking marker from the wanted poster had swung sharply to the right.
Kwaak!
A bit further up, a small guard post appeared on the right side of his view.
‘This must be the prison entrance.’
Youngwoo confirmed he’d come to the right place upon seeing the barrier arm blocking the guard post split in half.
‘They all went in flashily. Or maybe it broke when coming out.’
Either way, what mattered was that his biological father was in there, in the midst of a sword fight.
And indeed, from far off, the clash of blades and shouts of multiple people mixed and reached his ears.
“A-already in the thick of it, huh.”
As Jongseon said this, Youngwoo turned to her and replied.
“If you’re worried, you can wait here? Seems like there’s a lot of people inside.”
But Jongseon shook her head.
“No. I can fight decently too…….”
Besides, where could be safer than right behind the Joseon First Sword?
High chance that Uijeongbu First Sword and the Gangbuk Alliance were mixed in there, but no matter how she thought about it, they didn’t seem stronger than the orphan before her eyes.
Even she, battle-hardened Jongseon, had no desire to fight Jeong Youngwoo.
‘Even with my ten men, could I inflict a single scratch……? I can’t picture winning at all.’
As Jongseon patted her waist to check her sword, Neuggig crossed the barrier and entered the prison grounds.
There, the prison’s white outer walls loomed high like castle battlements over the wide asphalt yard.
The main gate especially was wrapped in a massive black stone structure, giving an unreal feel up close.
“Wow, nothing like what I’ve seen in movies.”
As Youngwoo couldn’t tear his eyes from the grand stonework, Jongseon pointed below it and said.
“But the main gate’s already smashed.”
As Jongseon said, the pale blue iron gate emblazoned with the correctional headquarters logo was crumpled by immense force.
Someone had forced open the firmly locked gate.
“This was pushed from outside in. People from Seoul side, I guess.”
As Youngwoo steered Neuggig beyond the pathetically bent iron gate, Jongseon muttered while eyeing its thickness.
“Are all Seoul people monsters……?”
This naturally included Youngwoo.
“Who knows… I’m meeting the Gangbuk Alliance for the first time too.”
Clank.
Crossing the main gate into the prison’s outer walls, people’s voices finally rang clear.
“Yaaah!”
“Got……!”
“Don’t fall back!”
No living people in sight yet, but the sounds from somewhere to the right revealed a fierce group battle.
“You hear that too? Let’s head there.”
Youngwoo directed Neuggig toward the noise and drew ‘Frightened Cat.’
Swish.
As expected, the cat’s eyes were closed.
With the owner of a myth-grade weapon here, who could threaten it?
‘Then I’d better hurry and stop the fight.’
According to the regional status, Uijeongbu First Sword’s head was still attached, and timely commotion echoed from beyond the large hole in the prison’s inner wall far ahead.
Chaeng, chaaeng!
Now the blade clashes rang sharp and clear, the distance close.
-Kweeeee!
With the path ahead clear, Neuggig moved even without Youngwoo’s order.
Kwaak!
It leaped high into the air.
Whoooosh!
Neuggig soared over twenty meters in an instant, casting the shadows of Youngwoo’s group small atop the inner wall.
And.
“……!”
Beyond the inner wall, dozens of swordsmen scattered across the prison exercise yard, locked in combat, filled his view.
Chaechaeng!
The battle was nearing its end.
From above, Uijeongbu’s side was clearly being cornered.
‘All three Gangbuk First Swords are still alive.’
The moment Youngwoo spotted Nowon, Dobong, and Gangbuk on the yard, Dobong First Sword, shaking blood from his blade, noticed a strange shadow on the ground and looked up.
Swish.
Then.
“……?”
His eyes widened in disbelief.
-Kweeeeee!
Something utterly unknown let out a freakish roar as it plummeted.
“What the fuck…….”
With Dobong First Sword’s dazed curse.
Kuuuung!
Neuggig, carrying Youngwoo’s group, landed in the center of the yard, kicking up a dust storm.
-Kweeeik!
The eerie cry, heavy presence, and wave of dust.
Everything matched a mutant’s appearance perfectly, so every swordsman on the yard reflexively turned their blades toward the intruder.
Then.
Ssssss……
From the dust cloud blanketing the area, a metallic sound rang first.
Clank!
It was the sound of Unique-grade boots, Mirage, on Youngwoo’s feet, but no one discerned it.
Metal boots weren’t common gear to begin with.
-Weeeeng……
Followed by the faint hum unique to ‘Golden Trajectory.’
“Wh-what… a mutant?”
“At this hour?”
“Where the hell did this come from?”
The three masters from Nowon, Dobong, and Gangbuk, true to their First Sword status, checked if a red pillar rose amid the dust.
But of course, no mutant marker appeared, and instead.
“…Huh.”
As the dust settled bit by bit, at just over two meters high, something like a faint nameplate glowed.
The text wasn’t clear yet, but contextually, it was obviously.
“R-real mutant.”
“What bullshit is this, out of nowhere?”
Everyone present, Gangbuk Alliance included, could only conclude as much.
No pillar, sure, but every other feature screamed mutant.
“Ah… even in war, mutants are the bigger enemy.”
“Let’s take out the mutant first.”
As Uijeongbu and Gangbuk Alliance seemed poised to cooperate against the sudden mutant.
“Waaahhh!”
A human baby’s wail boomed robustly from the dust.
“……?”
“Wha…….”
The entire yard fell into momentary panic.
Clank.
The initial metallic sound rang once more, and someone asked.
“Father……? Are you here?”