Chapter 783 – 774 Durdane, the Open Pit Mining Town
Hwanin, who had been enjoying a mixed bath with his girlfriends in a large bathtub for the first time in a while, lay down on the sofa enjoying the languid sensation.
The sanctuary’s bathroom isn’t too small, but it’s unreasonable for all of the girlfriends to go in together.
In the hot water, holding Baekryeogang, who has a thick body, and receiving Hwanyeon and Norn’s lip service, his whole body is tired.
=Master, Iced Americano.=
“Thanks.”
As Isilite sips the iced Americano she brought from her tray and buries herself in the luxurious velvet chair, she feels like she is in paradise.
You won’t feel this way when you’re a child.
Hwanin knew it naturally.
A god is a being that is comparable to a god. If he becomes a god, he will be far from joy, anger, sorrow, seven emotions and five desires, and will lose all the emotions he has ever known, and will revert to his former psychopath.
‘Come to think of it, the existence of God must be no different from a brawler.’
I understand human emotions with my head, but I can’t understand them with my heart… No, those who do not accept.
If that’s not a psychopath then what is?
‘The god of love seems a little different, but…’
「Hwiyu~.」
Hwanyeon, 30 cm in size, summons the wind spirit on the table to indulge in lust, and pats her naked body with a towel.
Watching this while being blown by the wind blown by the wind spirit makes me feel like a man in his 50s at a public bath.
“Huh?”
Hwanin, who was enjoying the cold feeling while drinking a little bit of ah, asked when she looked back to one side as if wondering, after she had stopped lusting after her.
“Something caught my detection.”
“Youngsu is fighting in a brothel on the middle street?”
“…”
In response to his gaze asking for a detailed explanation, Hwan-yeon made clothes out of Whirik-water, took away his ah, and explained while drinking.
“Ah, it’s cool. The opponent is pretending to be a masked robber, but it seems that Cheol Young-soo did not fight first, but the opponent started a fight. Yes, the effect that Isilite taught me comes out as Isilite squeezes it. He fights well.”
What is the chance of being attacked by a masked robber at the first Changgwan?
Even in this world, there is a saying that history is made at the head of a pillow. In that sense, Changgwan is a very good means for intelligence organizations to sit down and gather rumors.
If men go into wiser time with a prostitute, the lock on their mouth will come loose, and if you tickle them a little, they’ll spill out important information.
In that sense…
Hwanin, who heard the situation of the Changgwan from Hwanyeon, came to a simple conclusion.
“Is this a facility secretly operated by the Dimensional Management Bureau? The two of them happened to be there and caught their eye.”
They are Kim Cheol-soo and Kim Young-soo, who are dimensional wanderers and have never been out of Passage. Today’s visit to Changgwan also happened by accident, not part of the plan.
Nevertheless, if the masked person knew Kim Chul-soo and Kim Young-soo, this conclusion could only be drawn.
Its original purpose must be to run a window and collect information on dimension wanderers.
“I don’t know if they’re lucky or bad.”
In life, there are good times and there are bad times. And someone’s misfortune may be another’s good fortune.
Hwanin patted Hwanyeon, who had drunk all of his ah, and gave instructions.
“Hwanyeon, keep an eye on Changgwan to see if there are any winners, and if there are any who try to leave the area, attach a spirit to them and chase them down. And you go and collect the sales record of Changgwan and all sorts of books.”
If the Draugus royal family tried to get away from the current situation, it was obvious that they would not be reluctant to open a window run by the Bureau of Management.
There would be nothing better than the Changgwan operation record to widen the gap between the fixation of the current situation and the Draugus and the lost.
“Uh? Hwanin. I thought Cheol Young-soo was going to bring the masked guys?”
“…”
I know the intention, but there is no meaning of interrogation.
Considering the purpose of Changgwan and the position and status of the people working there, there was no way he knew important information about the Administration Bureau.
The reason why the masked people were aiming for the two Kims was probably because they were planning to capture Kim Chul-soo and Kim Young-soo and report them to the management bureau to use them as a stepping stone to success in their own way.
Anyway, Hwanin got up and changed into a light shirt and pants, and right after that, the sound of knocking on the room door and Kim Cheol-soo’s panting voice came together.
[Hwan, Hwanin hyung. Two bastards of the administration… Heck, I got it, can I go in?]
“Come in.”
When Immorel approaches the door and opens it, Cheol-soo Kim and Young-soo Kim, holding the two covered in blood, enter the living room panting.
Turdung-
When I put the masked man down as if tossing it on the floor, women came out of the room and widened their eyes slightly at the smell of blood.
Ayoung slightly furrowed her eyebrows and asked Kim Chulsu.
=Didn’t you go to a brothel?=
“Okay. It seems that the place I entered by chance was a secret base of the Dimensional Management Bureau. When I went in, these guys came out and said strange things, so I just came back.”
=Sounds strange?=
“I want you to hear their story, but it’s obvious. Wouldn’t it be like spying on your brother’s actions or betraying him?”
= Hoo. So you didn’t listen and just came back? That’s nice~.=
Ayeong praised the two of them while laughing and tilted her head as she took off the mask of the masked person.
= Hmm. This face is not on the list of important personnel of the Administration Bureau.=
“Ah Young. Treat her so she doesn’t die, disable her powers and tie her up. I’ll throw it at the magistrate or the lord’s castle tomorrow.”
“Oh. Aren’t you going to interrogate me?”
Cheol-soo Kim said that he just put it there. And opened his eyes wide.
“I don’t see any meaning in that. If you care, wake him up and ask him a few questions.”
“Ah~ I brought it the hard way…”
Come to think of it, it’s not even the capital city, it’s like a low-level agent in the outer city, and there’s no way he knows something important.
Cheol-soo Kim glared at the fainting masked man, and Hwan-in lightly tapped them on the shoulders.
“Chang-gwan’s ledger and the two of them could be used as evidence of the administration’s illegal activities. Well brought.”
“Uh? Ah, yes.”
Cheol-soo Kim, who watched Ah-young treat the masked people, felt embarrassed after realizing that his brother had already taken a hand in the scene where the heroic army returned with a bunch of documents and ledgers.
As a result of Ah-yeong torturing the captured masked men, as expected by Hwanin, the masked men were low-level agents in charge of supplying external resources (Wanderers) to the Dimensional Management Bureau.
Shaking a ledger in front of his eyes, poking under his fingernails, and driving daggers into his joints, proceeding with regeneration and torture at the same time.
Action guidelines and clothing for Kim Cheol-soo and Kim Young-soo, who had escaped from the administrative office of the capital, were delivered, and there must be a room with a sealed magic team.
“…”
“…”
Upon hearing this, Kim Chul-soo and Kim Young-soo’s faces reddened.
I thought they would coax them out and recycle them as spies or spies, but they just wanted to catch me…
Other than that, they knew nothing and were not very smart, just a common low-level organization member themselves, so the two of them were twice as embarrassing.
“Chief, I really can’t forgive that insolence…”
“If you get caught, you must never let the fuck go…” …”
It was Kim Chul-soo and Kim Young-soo who made such a pledge to be embarrassing.
It happened the next morning.
While the women were busily moving to submit their work and the information and evidence of the Changgwan operated by the Dimensional Wanderer Administration, an unexpected visit was requested from the hotel manager.
=The butler, Young Ju-seong, personally visited and requested an interview…=
= Are you the head of the house? Why would such a person be with us?=
= That’s what we’re good at…=
The manager was also curious about Ah-yeong’s natural question as she opened the door and left.
It was because of a metal rod sent by a cousin working at a high-level gateway that they were given a luxurious room that was not given without a reservation.
A metal rod that is not shown to the residents of Durdane and is handed out upon request only to outside visitors, especially those who seem important.
I brought it, so I was given a guest room, but the manager of Yeongju Castle came early the next morning.
He tried to carefully ask the butler about his business, but the butler’s power could easily decapitate a hotel manager like himself, and he was too afraid of the butler’s expressionless face to open his mouth.
Hwanin saw the manager who seemed to know nothing and gave instructions to her female friends.
“Isilite, Anne, and Norn follow me, and Yurpa, Baekryogang, and Ayeong do their own thing. Immorel follows Yurpa.”
Hwanin, who summoned six Heroic Spirits and attached two each to Yurupa, Baeknyeogang, and Ayeong, put on a coat and said to the manager.
“Please guide me to where the butler is.”
=Ah, let me guide you…=
Issilite? Don’t you? The manager tilted his head at the name he had heard somewhere.
Where did you hear it? It must have been a famous name…
Following the guidance of the manager, who was naturally nervous, Hwanin moved to the parlor of the hotel and met Proud, a man of short stature and wearing a tight-fitting suit that showed off his muscles.
As the party entered the luxuriously decorated drawing room, a man who had been sitting calmly in a chair rose from his seat and bowed politely.
Hwanin, who moved to his seat in front of him, saw him lifting his waist and asked.
“I heard you were looking for me.”
As I spoke with an impeccable Merianol accent, the man introduced himself in a calm and respectful manner.
=Meet Hwanin Seongje. I am a golter who serves the lord of Durdane, Hagak Tohamal Durdane. It’s not enough, but I’m in charge of the butler’s position at Yeongju Castle.=
“… I was pretty confident in my disguise, but you managed to figure it out.”
= If you want to know, it is the providence of the world to know somehow, and if you don’t know, you didn’t know. … These are the words that the young lord always keeps in his mouth.=
“Is that so. As you said, it’s a hwanin. He is in disguise like this to avoid being a nuisance.”
When he unwraps the magic tool bracelet for disguise, Hwanin’s green hair is dyed black and his pointy ears turn round.
=… !!=
The manager almost screamed at the sight of the man changing before his eyes, then covered his mouth with his hands.
I desperately suppressed my thumping heart and rough breathing.
No way, no way it was the Holy Emperor of the Youngdo… !
I remember now. Isilite, the Sword Princess, and Anne of the Silver Iron Wall. Seongje’s arms and cherished lover.
The manager glanced at the black-haired handsome man and praised his usual behavior from the bottom of his heart.
Everyone who crosses the door of the hotel has been kindly serving under the motto of being a customer. …
Seeing the two giants trying to talk as if they didn’t care about him, the manager quietly backed away from the door.
On the day when you are next to me and pick up something strange, your neck may run away.
The manager, who was about to leave the demon parlor, was surprised that his heart would jump out of his mouth at the touch of his chin and his shoulder.
When he looked around, sweating profusely, he saw Anne’s soul knight with a silver iron wall looking at him with a smile on his face.
= Mr. Manager. Everything you see and hear here is a secret, you know?=
=Yes, yes. I will button up my mouth and keep it a secret until the day I die.=
= Yes. Good to see Prevent anyone from coming near here. I beg you.=
=Old.=
The manager responded with a squeak, shut the door, and then called the concierge and bellboys with faltering steps and ordered them not to let anyone into the VIP parlor.
After taking such action, my heart beats belatedly and I break out in cold sweat.
In my 50 years of life as a manager, it was the first time I was surprised as much as today.
