Chapter 247

Episode 247

“It’s interesting.”

King Arthur sat down on his throne and grinned. It seemed that only his voice resonated hollowly in the empty Great War.

Although the explosion that resounded from beyond the window right away and the barrier that covered not only the hideout but also the entire inner sanctuary like the first time had turned into dark clouds as if it were the eve of a storm.

As if the handsome young man had nothing to do with it, he just fixed his eyes on the crystal ball floating in front of him.

“Anyway, the words are flowing water. Did I roll too hard all this time? After all, it’s more fun to see something like this for yourself.”

King Arthur’s laughter comes out.

There was a hint of slyness in his smile, but that quickly faded compared to his appearance.

Yes, as usual, it is decadent mini and impoverished mini, and the anti-war charm is the kind of beauty that can be said blah blah blah.

Even if what is in it is a sociopath or a psychopath that is unprecedented in the world, it does not matter if the pharynx’s shell is intact.

That is the world and the way King Arthur lives.

Everyone praises him and everyone admires him.

Some people call him dirty and ugly, but the world is busy stigmatizing them as losers in life.

now and in the future.

It was the same with what was happening inside the crystal sphere.

“Is it really more dramatic to show something being dropped... or is it more dramatic to show something broken...”

King Arthur’s eyebrows twitched once.

He seemed to direct the scene that was taking place inside the crystal ball like a film director.

The main character who directly planned and directed all the events surrounding the Iron Guard that are now taking place outside the hideout before the storm.

He thoroughly isolated the Iron Guard located in Ruwella and continuously PKed the clan members and leaders, making it impossible to play the game.

It was funny to King Arthur that some of them even tried to expose it on Otube by writing to the community or making a video.

Right now, the power he has is more than reality, because it was never less than this AC.

The fact that King Arthur now crumples the Iron Guard as he likes is also the same as getting used to it and getting used to it after it was difficult at first.

Of course, he wasn’t the kind of person who cared about whether others agreed or not, and he was the kind who had to push for whatever he wanted.

“Anyway... it would be better to put it aside and think about it, right? Even old dogs can bite if they try to bite. Whenever possible, I should pull out all of my teeth and claws and throw them away. softly.”

– Quaaaaaaaaang!

While King Arthur is talking to himself, a sharp sound resonates again.

The desperate roar of someone and the collision of intense power become a roar and break apart.

Chunsam Chulmul, which can be said to be the core leadership of Iron Guard.

And Kim Chun-sam, the leader who formed the Chunsam Hardware.

At first, by acquiring them, he tried to improve the Emperor’s power and furthermore, he tried to end the life of the Imoogi that was sleeping under the water, but now his thoughts are a little different.

It was no different from the past when he became a close blood alliance with the < Chunsamcheolmul > crew and tried to gain the power to overturn the game.

To put it simply, the thing I wanted to have has now turned into an object of interest that I have no interest in.

Just like the valuable and beautiful jewelry that everyone wants to have becomes boring after years.

The resistance of Chunsam and other Iron Guards was quite strong, and even though all of their limbs were cut off, it was natural for them to lose their temper when they saw them flapping around like fish.

In any case, you can say that it is not cost-effective.

Although the value of Iron Guard and Chunsam Steel Crew was high, it was not at a level that a person named King Arthur would have to bend over.

Besides, despite having already made a not bad suggestion—or a warning that wasn’t a warning—on one or two occasions, it was absolutely unacceptable for him to run rampant like a beast without knowing the subject.

It was the most taboo thing for King Arthur, and it was also the thing that touched the emotional base of the psychopath named Yumin.

It reminds me of the days when I was young when the dog I brought in to look after couldn’t understand the language and broke the bone.

It reminds me of the time when I was crazy about the fact that the monarch of the blood alliance would report to the police or the news and ruin the Yushin group.

All those bastards made it to their own taste, and without fail they became silent as they wished.

There was nothing different about old people.

Grandiose < How dare you insult me! I will give you a proper punishment! It's just like catching an insect that annoys you and tearing off its wings and legs one by one. Even more so, if a bug with only its body remaining is spinning around in place as if doing a windmill, perhaps another bug that takes pity on it may arise. If it's not the same bug, but a bigger kind of beast, even the King Arthur can't help but be interested. “Damian— Damian Damian Damian Damian—.” King Arthur turns around. I put my neck on the armrest of the throne and put my feet on the armrest on the other side. As if he were the main character of the Pieta statue, his arms and legs were drooping and his boundless gaze was driven into the ceiling. In front of his eyes, the picture he drew unfolded like a movie, and unlike his body, King Arthur's eyes were filled with nervousness and anticipation. It was, so to speak, the thrill of what had yet to come and the predestined joy. The reason why he still plays with bugs waiting to die with only their bodies left. The reason why he kept alive the iron guard, who had already been struck out in his mind and disappeared without even thinking about it. In fact, it was an accidental opportunity to find out that Damian was a brother-in-law with the head of the Iron Guard, but that unexpected connection was more than enough to move King Arthur's heart. It felt like what I had only vaguely thought of was actually unfolding in front of my eyes. Just like the hot feelings he felt after he first encountered virtual reality, King Arthur's heart was pulsating as violently as ever before. Even though the adventurer's guild-like gangsters were involved in the process, it didn't matter to King Arthur anymore. I felt like I would never let go if there were groups or individuals who lit candles in this joy. Whether it's just a user, an NPC, or whatever. If you put it in your mouth as a great taste and take away what you want to savor, no matter who it is, you will never die normally. King Arthur thought so. “...?” That is, until suddenly something gets caught in his gut. "what." An unfamiliar voice flowed from King Arthur's mouth. The upper body that bounced up like a spring was a bonus. The picture of a rosy future just a moment ago is nowhere to be seen. A face with four hundred eyes wide open, like a murderer chasing a victim. Such King Arthur's face had an eerie feeling that rarely made him forget his beauty, and at first glance it was so different that he wondered if he was possessed by a ghost rather than King Arthur. It was because before he knew it, he headed for the window as if possessed, holding his staff. 'Sure... what a noise...' King Arthur raised his head. The sky of the inner sanctuary where the plaza is located is dark blue as if there are dark clouds all over it due to the barrier. The space ripples like waves, and the other side of the pitch black, invisible like that of the deep sea. However, King Arthur stood as if nailed, fixing his gaze on the other side of the sky in the barrier, where nothing could be seen more than the desperate bloody battles in the square shining in the distance. There was not the slightest movement visible. The sky is no different from what he expected because he simulated dozens of hundreds of times in his head, but the sky is a bit old-fashioned. Why? How does it feel to hear a strange sound in your ears that you should never hear? “What the hell—.” Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Soon, a terrifying sound began to penetrate King Arthur's ears.