Chapter 121

Chapter 121

[Translator – Night]

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Chapter 121: Transition (4)

― [Dictator-Kim Jong-un] is faced with choices.

― He is extremely angry.

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selected.

― Reflecting the accumulated points.

― A new type of monster, 『Yaksha』has been added to this world.

― [Dictator-Kim Jong-un] is now a Geumgang Yaksha and threatens you.

“Geumgang Yaksha...?”

Yeongwoo, who heard about Kim Jong-un’s mutation from the boys, widened his eyes.

Of course, he only knew that Kim Jong-un would have transformed into something like a dragon or a giant.

“But becoming a Geumgang Yaksha... It’s rare even in games.”

The only encounter Yeongwoo had with the existence of Geumgang Yaksha was in a martial arts game.

There was a Geumgang Yaksha among the boss monsters in the game.

Still, with at least some authenticity, Yeongwoo knew the basic settings of Geumgang Yaksha.

‘A god of anger with three faces and six arms.’

As one of the five kings of the Underworld, it is known as a being that defeats evil spirits.

‘But Kim Jong-un becomes a Geumgang Yaksha and returns? Ironically, he himself was close to being an evil spirit.’

Of course, from his perspective, he didn’t even know if the North Korean residents who threw death warrants at him were evil spirits.

Anyway, the important thing is...

‘Although it’s a world where goblins are two meters tall, common settings are generally well maintained. At least in terms of appearance.’

So it was certain that Geumgang Yaksha would maintain its representative external features when manifested.

For example, the setting is that it has three heads and six arms.

Moreover, Geumgang Yaksha holds different weapons in its six arms.

In other words, it means that it can unleash up to six attacks at once.

‘Insane.’

While making a dreadful prediction, Yeongwoo kept his promise and threw chocolates and chocolate bars to the North Korean boys as soon as they reached his hands.

Swish!

“It’s the promised chocolate. Sorry, but you guys have to figure out how to unwrap it yourselves.”

Only two people stated the fact that Kim Jong-un became one of the five kings of the Underworld, but most of the audience rushed towards the chocolates Yeongwoo threw.

Now, unlike Yeongwoo, who no longer needed to consume food, these guys had intact human organs.

They had all been hungry because they hadn’t had proper food for a long time.

Crunch, rustle.

While the boys were frantically tearing open the South Korean products, those who didn’t even get their share in this “distribution” looked at Yeongwoo with envy.

There were only a few chocolates for about ten people, so there were dropouts.

“Why, what is it?”

When Yeongwoo asked like this, one of the dropouts pointed to a bag with a golden goblin and said.

“Is there nothing more?”

It was a question asking for more chocolates or anything else.

Upon hearing this, Yeongwoo pondered for a moment before asking another question.

“Why are you staying here even though you are starving? There are ways to go to Pyongyang like adults.”

At this, the boys, who had been grimacing, subtly shifted their gaze back to the bag of space.

They knew well that answering the South Korean’s question would bring them food.

“Well, it’s because...”

After a while, one of the boys started to answer, rubbing his nose.

“Because the Leader always emphasizes it.”

“What...?”

“It’s important to hold our ground, especially when times are tough!”

As he said this, the boy straightened up and momentarily exerted his strength.

“...”

And Yeongwoo, seeing this, felt his heart soften instead.

Despite being so indoctrinated by the authorities, they wouldn’t even open their mouths when given chocolates.

No matter how harsh the world was, he thought, a child was still a child.

“So even if you really starve to death here, you’ll still hold your ‘ground’ to the end?”

When Yeongwoo instructed the Golden Goblin to retrieve petrified bread, the boys’ eyes widened once again.

“W-Well, of course!But the Leader will return soon!”

At this point, all Yeongwoo could ascertain was:

‘He’s the youngest Strongest Sword I’ve seen.’

The fact that his opponent was the Strongest Sword here.

『Kaesong’s Strongest Sword』

As Yeongwoo looked at the title above his opponent’s head, Kim Seongu02, who had defended 311 times, grinned.

Then, the boys surrounding the outsider noticed them eating something and stiffened their expressions.

“No, these guys...”

It was evident that the chocolate bars wrapped in gold paper were not just lucky finds from distributions.

Meanwhile, Yeongwoo was now fully engaged in battle mode.

He was already identifying what appeared to be equipment amidst his opponent’s shabby demeanor.

‘First, a ring. Is that bracelet also equipment?’

Above all, what caught his eye was the weapon his opponent wielded.

Swish!

The weapon Kim Seongu02 held in his hand was a spear.

It was a form with a long shaft and a broad blade at the end, similar to the shape of a Chinese sword used by Songpa’s Strongest Sword, Oh Yeonhee.

However, there was a difference: while Oh Yeonhee’s spearhead was curved, the one Kim Seongu had was closer to a very large Chinese broadsword.

Therefore, it was neither an Eunwoldo nor a halberd but a weapon of ambiguous form.

Anyway, if he won this battle, it would be the first time he obtained a spear.

‘There’s probably a special ability, but I’ll have to fight to find out what it is.’

As Yeongwoo thought this, Kaesong’s Strongest Sword, Kim Seongu, was scolding the delinquent teenagers who had fallen from grace.

“Are you out of your mind? These bast*rds don’t even know what shame is.”

Then, he exposed his teeth to the culprit of this situation, Yeongwoo.

“Let’s kill that bastard first and talk later.”

Whack!

The tip of Kaesong’s Strongest Sword’s spear flashed, pointing at Yeongwoo.

In response, Yeongwoo gripped the Dragon’s Legacy, preparing for an attack.

If he hadn’t noticed the quest that suddenly appeared in his field of vision just before the battle, he would have immediately shown off the Strongest Sword’s dominance.

‘Huh? Wait a minute.’

What Yeongwoo discovered just before the battle was none other than an advertisement quest from the universal weapon brand Dogo.

[Dogo] “Headhunter”

[Mission] Cut off the heads of seven Strongest Swords.

[Reward] 7 million karma

[Special] You must disclose Dogo’s support in this mission.

A whopping 7 million karma was at stake, but the conditions of the quest were merciless, requiring the killing of seven Strongest Swords.

At the time, the only way to fulfill this quest was to kill the Strongest Swords affiliated with the Seoul Federation, but not anymore.

As can be seen now, isn’t North Korea also using the title system of ‘Strongest Sword’?

Therefore, even defeating North Korea’s Strongest Sword would fulfill the conditions of “Headhunter.”

However.

[Special] You must disclose Dogo’s support in this mission.

This means disclosing Dogo’s support before cutting off the opponent’s head.

Just as mentioning support in the dungeon last night unexpectedly triggered the receipt of an unplanned quest, this “sponsor disclosure” was clearly an important procedure.

In other words, to kill the Kaesong Strongest Sword and advance the Headhunter quest progress, just like before, you have to disclose Dogo’s support.

‘Oh God, today’s not really the day for this.’

Yeongwoo’s lips involuntarily curled downward.

However, now that half of his life practically belonged to Dogo, it was not an exaggeration.

Moreover, wasn’t he already acting like a pro since he started getting paid?

“What are you hesitating about? Everyone attack!”

In the meantime, Kaesong’s Strongest Sword, Kim Seongu, couldn’t take his greedy eyes off Yeongwoo’s equipment and urged the crowd.

Then, about ten sharp movements around Yeongwoo started to become more intense compared to earlier, and sensing this, Yeongwoo quickly raised his hand and shouted loudly.

“Hold on a moment!”

“.....?”

Surprised by the sudden ‘Time’ request, Kim Seongu, who was about to thrust his spear, frowned, and seizing the opportunity, Yeongwoo hastily inserted his lines.

“Sir, I have something to say. Just a word... No, a few words.”

“What? If you’re going to beg for mercy now, don’t bother wasting your breath.”

Kim Seongu scowled in annoyance and tightened his grip on the spear.

Yeongwoo, with his pupils tinged with golden light, continued.

“No, it’s not such a cliché statement.”

[Translator – Night]

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