Chapter 210
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 210
Chapter Title: Stop It!
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“Ugh……”
Ma Kyung-su opened his eyes after passing out.
It was dim enough that he thought it might be a parking lot, but it wasn’t.
‘Ugh, what’s that smell?’
The stench was completely different.
It smelled musty, like there was garbage nearby.
Clank—
‘What the?’
Not only that—his hands and feet were bound.
From the sound and feel, it was iron chains.
He’d been kidnapped and tied to a chair by someone.
‘That bastard’s doing.’
Ma Kyung-su naturally recalled the ambush in the parking lot.
The fucker who’d smashed his face with a shield was probably the culprit.
‘I need to get out of here fast.’
As he blinked to adjust to the darkness,
“You awake, Kyung-su?”
“Hyung-sang hyung?”
A voice came from right beside him.
His dark-adapted eyes now showed Ma Kyung-sang tied to a chair.
Just like him, bound to an iron chair with chains.
“You got caught too, hyung?”
“Yeah.”
“Fuck, whoever this psycho kidnapper is, he’s a retard. Thinks we can’t break out of this shit?”
They’d clearly prepared these chains thinking they could capture players like them, but they’d picked the wrong targets.
He was a warrior class, confident in his strength above all.
“Hraaah!”
But with his hands tied behind him in three or four layers of meticulously wrapped chains, he couldn’t put his full power into it.
“Don’t waste your energy. I already tried—it’s no use.”
The defeatist tone made Ma Kyung-su’s anger flare up.
“Ah, hyung! What bullshit are you spouting in a situation like this? We’ve gotta do something!”
“Hey, hey! Quiet down. What if the kidnapper comes in……”
“Let him come! I wanna see that fucker’s face!”
As if he’d heard that, the warehouse door really creaked open.
Screeech—
They both expected the shield-wielding thug, but the one who entered was unexpected.
Or rather, someone they’d vaguely suspected.
“Ma Kyung-rok……?”
Sure enough, the culprit was Ma Kyung-rok.
The smug grin on his face right in front of them was proof.
It sure wasn’t the face of someone here to rescue them.
“Knew it was that bastard.”
Ma Kyung-rok remained unfazed even under his brothers’ glaring eyes.
He just tilted his head.
“Strange? Got some guts, huh? Talking down to your hyung the second you see him. Should I rip out your guts alive to knock some sense into you?”
“Fuck you, you psycho bastard Ma Kyung-rok. You want me to treat you like hyung in a situation like this?”
“Kyung-rok hyung. Come on, don’t do this—let us go. Please.”
Unlike the belligerent Ma Kyung-su, Ma Kyung-sang pleaded with pitiful eyes.
“Hmm, I was gonna let you go depending on how you acted. Guess I’ll just free Kyung-sang then.”
“Untie me too, you fucker!”
“Looks like our baby brother needs to relearn respect for his hyung first.”
Ma Kyung-rok smirked and pointed his sword.
“Take one arm.”
A creepy aura oozed from the blade, slithering toward him like a snake.
“W-What is that? Get away! Aaaagh! It hurts!”
The dark aura latched onto Ma Kyung-su’s arm, gnawing away at his flesh bit by bit.
“Aaaagh! It hurts! Aaaaagh!”
Like an apple riddled by worms, one arm turned ragged.
It ate down to the bone, and Ma Kyung-su finally passed out.
Witnessing it all from right beside him, Ma Kyung-sang’s teeth chattered like an aspen leaf.
“Wake up, Kyung-su.”
“……”
“Wake. Up.”
Ma Kyung-rok approached and slapped his cheek hard, finally bringing Ma Kyung-su back to his senses.
“Did I say you could sleep?”
“Urgh……”
“No answer?”
At the icy voice, Ma Kyung-su bowed his head and mumbled.
“S-Sorry, hyung……”
It wasn’t sleep—it was passing out—but he didn’t have the energy to argue.
He didn’t even have the courage to look up.
“You pathetic fuck. If you’re gonna act all meek now, why mouth off earlier? All it cost you was one useless arm. Not that it matters—you’re dead anyway.”
The word “dead” made the brothers flinch.
“P-Please spare me, hyung……”
“Please…… spare us……”
“Well, well? You wanna live after all? Too bad.”
Ma Kyung-rok let out a mocking chuckle.
“Water under the bridge already.”
“No, it’s not too late, hyung. We can fix this.”
“Y-Yeah. Just spare us, and we won’t breathe a word. Won’t go after the successor spot either.”
“Kehehehe.”
Ma Kyung-rok couldn’t stop laughing for a while, like something was hilarious.
“You guys are funny when you think about it. Of course the eldest inherits the company—why covet the successor role? Just ‘cause we eat at the same table doesn’t make your bowl mine. Know your place, tsk.”
“S-Sorry. We won’t do it again.”
“Forgive us just once, Kyung-rok hyung……”
“Greedy with no talent to back it up. If you’re pissed, should’ve been born the eldest. You fucks think you can climb over your hyung? I stay quiet and you think I’m a joke? Huh?”
He spoke in anger, but Ma Kyung-rok’s expression was surprisingly calm.
Like he was faking outrage for justification.
That sight sent chills down Ma Kyung-sang’s spine.
‘That’s it! The other side of Kyung-rok hyung I saw……!’
He’d occasionally glimpsed that creepy look, and this was it.
This was the moment to beg on his knees.
“S-Sorry! Kyung-rok hyung! M-My mistake.”
“Be honest. You were plotting to kill me, right?”
“N-Not me! It was Kyung-su! He planned it!”
“What?”
Ma Kyung-su shot him a sharp glare, but Ma Kyung-sang couldn’t see it.
He was too busy saving his own skin.
“Tell me the plan truthfully. If you wanna leave here alive tonight.”
“I-It was like this……”
Terrified, Ma Kyung-sang spilled every detail of the plan he’d made with Ma Kyung-su.
A sneer curled on Ma Kyung-rok’s lips.
“So you thought you’d duel me and win?”
“Y-Yeah. We weren’t gonna kill you or anything.”
“Really?”
“Totally! Why would I lie in a spot like this?”
“Bullshit, you fuck.”
Ma Kyung-su sneered from the side.
“Don’t buy it, Kyung-rok hyung. He’s lying to weasel out.”
“What’re you saying, Ma Kyung-su? When did I lie!”
“You planned to just kill me if I didn’t duel. Hyung-sang agreed to it all.”
“W-What’re you talking about? I clearly opposed……”
“Opposed my ass. You even asked when the strategy meeting was tomorrow.”
“Hey, Ma Kyung-su! You trying to die?”
Ma Kyung-sang’s glare screamed:
Why spill the truth and provoke Ma Kyung-rok?
Why poke a hornet’s nest?
Reading it, Ma Kyung-su sneered pityingly.
“Who betrayed first? I’m not dying alone, fucker.”
“You crazy bastard……!”
“Pfft, hahaha!”
The sudden laughter made the bickering brothers turn their heads in unison.
“Ah, sorry. Did I interrupt? Keep going, little bros. It’s fun watching you fight. Show me more.”
Ma Kyung-rok’s blatant mockery made the brothers fall silent instead.
Part of it was the mood dying, but truthfully, they just didn’t want to play his game.
“What? Why stop? I said figure out who’s at fault.”
“……”
“Boring. It was hilarious watching you identical fuckups blame each other.”
He mocked openly, but the brothers kept their mouths shut.
They knew full well who held the knife right now.
“Flow’s broken, so how about I set the stage?”
Ma Kyung-rok swung his sword wrapped in dark aura.
Slash! Slash!
The brothers flinched at the sudden attack, but their eyes widened in surprise as the chains on their limbs snapped.
“There, easier to move now, right?”
“Why……?”
“Why free you? Wanna see more of my little bros fighting.”
Smirking, Ma Kyung-rok continued.
“The winner gets to leave here. I’ll let ‘em go.”
“You want…… us to fight?”
“Yeah. But not some duel—fight for real. Stake your lives. Only count it if you fully end the other.”
“What?”
In other words, kill each other.
“I’ll make sure the survivor gets out safe. Promise.”
“Y-You mean it, Kyung-rok hyung?”
“Or you both wanna die by my hand?”
Ma Kyung-rok raised his sword, dark aura rippling along the blade.
He’d sliced chains like tofu.
His combat power was obvious.
‘Even we’d struggle 2v1……’
Ma Kyung-sang had thought they might win ambushing 2v1, but that was fleeting.
One look at Ma Kyung-su—now effectively one-armed—and he knew it was hopeless.
“So? Die together? Or let one live?”
“F-Fine. We’ll fight…… Gahk!”
Suddenly, blood sprayed from Ma Kyung-sang’s mouth.
Ma Kyung-su had drawn a dagger and slit his throat.
Thud.
Eyes wide in death, but Ma Kyung-su didn’t spare his brother a glance.
“Good, right, Kyung-rok hyung? I won, so you let me go?”
Killing via sneak attack.
Ma Kyung-rok chuckled darkly and nodded in approval.
“Good, good. Okay. Baby bro passes. A promise is a promise.”
“T-Then I’m going?”
“Yeah. But……”
Clank—screeech—
Ma Kyung-su, who’d rushed to the door fearing a change of heart, froze at the sight of Ahn Sang-chul outside.
“Said I’d let you leave—not that I’d let you live.”
“W-What?”
“Manager Ahn.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Block that fucker. I’ll kill him myself.”
“Understood.”
Ahn Sang-chul raised his shield and cast Knight’s Guard, blocking the path.
Not just party protection—it could serve as a wall too.
“Fuck! You bastard!”
Assassin Ma Kyung-su immediately went invisible.
It was night, perfect for slipping into shadows, but presence detection rendered it useless.
Bam—!
“Gahk!”
Shield Bash hit him, breaking invisibility as he tumbled three times.
Low mana, one arm necrotic—he was disadvantaged all around.
But he staggered up with all his might.
‘S-Stop here and I’m dead.’
He’d survive and expose Ma Kyung-rok’s atrocities to the world.
Even if it meant prison.
With that resolve, he fled again—but Ahn Sang-chul wasn’t the only pursuer.
“Where you going?”
Ma Kyung-rok’s dark aura, now caught up, snagged his ankle.
He rolled on the dirt again and tried to rise, but—
Slash!
Before he could, his knee was severed.
“Gaaahhh!”
“No running now?”
“Sp-Spare me! Hyung! No, hyung-nim! Ma Kyung-rok hyung-nim! Please! What’s killing trash like me gonna do? Let me go now and I’ll vanish abroad, quiet as a mouse. We’re family, hyung-nim. Family! You take successor. Please……”
“Got a motor in your mouth or what? Putting on quite the show now that death’s here.”
“Ah.”
In Ma Kyung-rok’s smirking face, Ma Kyung-su saw it.
The creepy glint Ma Kyung-sang had mentioned.
And realized.
‘T-This hyung is serious.’
No matter how much he begged, no mercy.
He was purely enjoying the suffering.
“Any-Anyone! Help! Please save me!”
“Scream all you want. No one’s here.”
Ma Kyung-rok smiled and sliced the other leg.
Slash!
“Gaaahhh!”
“That’s why I like this place. Perfect for handling criminals.”
“C-Criminals?”
“And now there’s another one in front of me.”
Smiling, Ma Kyung-rok unleashed dark aura.
Best to leave the finish to it.
“Devour him.”
“N-No! Gaaaaahhh!”
As the dark aura ate his brother alive,
“Stop it!”
A third party’s sudden voice made Ma Kyung-rok whip his head around.
And he saw.
“Christine?”
His fiancée and Seo Ah-rin approaching.