Chapter 0 – Episode 0 — Prologue
The demon king in Yagem dreams of justice
Episode 0 — Prologue
The sunset sets in the desolate shantytown. Yongcheol recalled someone’s back.
To protect his grandmother and his young self, who were stranded, the man next door punched the demolition service that was breaking into the house with his body.
Every time the old man, who used to be a boxer, moved swiftly, the services that seemed terrifying fell one by one.
After the servants had fled, the uncle left the gate rubbing the bruise in his eye. His back as he walked out the gate laughing with the evening sunset behind was more of a hero than anyone seen in cartoons or on TV.
“… Sir.”
“Ok?”
Mr. Yongcheol belatedly turned his head. He’s wearing a black T-shirt, but it doesn’t seem to cover up his ragged muscles. A young man with a similarly fierce spirit was calling Mr. Yongcheol.
“Hyung-nim, it seems that everything has been sorted out.”
“Is that so? The blue gate house?”
“I just pulled out the housekeeping for now.”
“Today is fine, then. Let’s go.”
The surroundings became busy at Yongcheol’s words.
“They tell me to withdraw!”
“It won’t end like this next time, will it?”
The shantytown was like a battlefield. Between household items scattered in a messy alley. There were people who were crying, and there were people who were screaming.
Men in black shirts threatened them, but Yong-cheol, who led the group, followed them back from work.
Yongcheol Kim, 33 years old. Occupation: security guard.
Some even called him a derogatory term for a service gangster.
“Brother, please go in.”
“Uh, yes.”
After seeing the cool uncle next door when he was young, Yongcheol’s dream was to become a bodyguard, but the reality was not easy.
Physical education gave up going to school due to family circumstances. He went to college and had no brains or talent to win a scholarship.
A part-time job that started to make money quickly by using a little better physical strength than others. It has been more than 10 years since I caught my eye and settled there.
He unluckily touched the wrong person and went to the detention center, and now he can’t do anything else.
He had gone too far from the person he admired.
Mr. Yongcheol stopped by a gopchang restaurant and had a glass of soju by himself, then wandered home. After passing through the alley for a while and crossing the main road, the house is right there.
When I go back, I’ll have to install the newly bought 19 gold game… Thinking that, Yongcheol felt a little better, perhaps because of the alcohol.
“Ah, fuck… , It’s narrow, but bring something like this…”
A foreign car drove through a narrow alley with loud music playing. Mr. Yongcheol hurriedly avoided his car and stepped on a food waste bag parked on his telephone pole. Mr. Yongcheol crumpled his face.
A young man and two women in a convertible car passed Mr. Yongcheol happily. The smell of alcohol wafted up from inside the car with the lid open.
“I’m fucking, I’m fucking…” .”
If I had that much money or power, I wouldn’t have lived like that.
Right now I don’t have any horns, but when I’m in a situation where I can help others, I won’t live like that.
Looking at the tail end of the foreign car with eyes mixed with envy, irritation, and resentment, Mr. Yongcheol went to the main road and stood in front of the crosswalk. The signal was tight, so I planned to cross next time.
Upon seeing Mr. Yongcheol standing crookedly with the smell of alcohol, a couple of passers-by who were standing nearby quietly backed away.
The loud foreign car I saw earlier was staggering in the opposite lane. Fortunately, it was a time when there were not many other cars.
That was the moment. The foreign car suddenly crossed the center line and started a U-turn. It’s not a normal trajectory, but a ridiculous movement that seems to cross almost 3 or 4 lanes. In that direction, there was a crosswalk that Mr. Yongcheol was trying to cross.
“Kyaaaaa!!”
“What!”
People screamed in an instant. A foreign car rushed into the crosswalk. And in front of him, there was a little boy who couldn’t cross the road.
A few meters apart, the eyes of Mr. Yongcheol and his little boy met.
Before he could even think, Mr. Yongcheol threw himself away.
*
— … Hey
A soft voice is heard.
— Aye. I will give you a chance to keep your word.
A warm, gentle wind gently blew, and I felt good.
— Make sure not to spend it in vain…
It was a sweet, nostalgic voice. But the voice gradually faded. Wanting to hear more of his voice, Yongchul struggled to lift his eyelids.
“Um…”
“Lung… , Your majesty!”
Something moves away from you and scrambles. Mr. Yongcheol was startled after rubbing his eyes.
‘What’s this?!’
“What are you doing!”
Yongchul was once again startled by his own voice.
First of all, the words were different from what I thought, and the voice was very different.
A deep and powerful voice. Even as a man, he has a charming voice.
No one answered Yongcheol finally looked around. It was a gorgeous bedroom in dark tones. Even with uninformed eyes, the furniture, fittings, and doors are all high-end products. The bed is incredibly wide, and the bedding is…
Mr. Yongcheol was taken aback and sat back down.
Three naked women are also in bed with the naked self. All three have different hair colors, but they are bright and unusual, like blonde or green. The two women, already light and dark blonde, fell on either side of him, passed out.
Far from herself, lying on her stomach in her naked body, unable to lift her head, is a woman with light green hair. Her body is curled up, but her large breasts are not hidden, and voluptuous flesh escapes between her arms folded in front of her. Yongcheol swallowed his saliva at the voluptuous body.
Only then did Yongchul remember his last memory.
He almost hit a child with a drunk car, and he jumped in…
And someone said ‘give it a chance’.
‘Could this be another world?!’
Yongcheol’s eyes widened. Is he the world he saw a lot in games and novels!
When I was young, a certain guy came to work part-time to do a service, so I took care of him a little. His work was inefficient, but he seemed to like Mr. Yongcheol who took care of him. During breaks, he used to talk about his favorite games and cartoons.
While he was in the detention center, he read some of the light novels that guy sent him. After he was released from prison, he told me that it was fun, but he introduced a lot of 19 gold games this time.
After all, that was five years ago. Thanks to Yongcheol reading light novels and playing yagames in his spare time, he has grown into a decent otaku.
‘Could this be a jackpot…’
For now, he seems to be of a high rank. To disobey Mr. Yongcheol gave the order as a test.
“A mirror…”
“… Yes?”
“Bring me a mirror.”
“Yes yes!”
The green-haired girl, who was lying on her stomach, hurriedly took the mirror that was lying on the table. Even if Yongcheol spoke comfortably, the way he spoke changed to something like a historical drama, so Yongchul was relieved inside.
When Yongcheol looked in the mirror, his eyes widened.
‘It’s the Demon King!’
