Chain Action (2)
200 citizens were protesting in front of the Delta headquarters where the temple was being held.
“Impeach the King of Jive!”
It was a fallout from the sexual assault at the temple that a reporter named Meikle wrote about in a daily newspaper.
“A king who has lost his morals is not worthy. Citizens must work together to rebuild the country.” This happened because the king was elected by vote in a way that was not seen in other kingdoms.
Of course, such a system made Jive a wealthy country, but from the king’s point of view, it was crazy.
Geese’s aide Myron looked at the protesters as he left the Delta headquarters.
‘It’s more serious than expected.’
The fact that 200 people gathered in just a few hours means that there was a lot of opposition from citizens.
‘Of course, there will be opponents out there.’ Moving people requires money, and it was difficult to do without a big name.
The streets were also busy.
“The world is ending! Let us all repent! God Crea will save us!”
The huge pyramid that was suddenly built in Jive territory could be seen even from here.
Naturally, the shock of the citizens was enormous, and doomsayers came out onto the streets.
“The glory of Terraforce has arrived! “Now all mankind will be judged by God!”
It was a good thing that thanks to the creation of the pyramid, attention was diverted from Gith.
The young men who were vigorously robbing the store were seen being arrested by the police who immediately arrived.
“It’s pathetic.”
The system is not easily shaken.
‘Unless there is certainty that the world will end tomorrow…
Because humans cannot let go of today.
“Hehe, change your clothes first.”
His face was bruised from being hit by Geese, and his clothes were stained with blood.
When I entered the mansion where the guards were camped, my wife and daughter were in the hall.
“I’m here.”
“Oh my, what’s wrong with your face?” When my wife asked with a surprised expression, Myron responded.
“You probably saw the article. I fell a little while trying to get through the protesters. It’s not serious. “Give me some new clothes.”
I heard my daughter sigh.
“ha.”
His brow furrowed at the sight of his twelve-year-old daughter reading a magazine without even saying hello.
“It’s been a few days since your father came, and you don’t even pretend to know?”
“what? “He’s really a genius.”
As she closed the magazine and headed toward her room, Myron’s voice grew louder.
“Hey man! “You have a habit of speaking…!”
“Honey, leave me alone.”
My wife said as she brought me new clothes.
“It’s puberty. It’s scary outside right now. “I’m about to enter a high-end school.”
“Wow, puberty is a bit weird.”
“Still, I came in first place in the multinational language proficiency test today. “The teacher said you have talent.”
Myron, who was changing his clothes, raised an eyebrow.
“okay?
I live for this taste.
“boy.”
A smile appeared on my face as if it had never happened before.
“Well, where would the blood go? If it were my daughter, I would have to do that much. “What did the teacher say again?”
“They say he has good judgment and is good at making friends. “They said that even if I go to school, I will still be at the top level.”
For the children of politicians who only needed tutoring, the school was a special purpose school.
“Support me well from behind. Don’t provoke me for no reason. “Because it’s easiest to be shaken at that age.”
“You come in often. Talking to the kid…
“You’re being ripped off again.”
As always, I was very upset after being beaten like a dog by Geese.
“Do I play outside? I know you’re busy, right? “On days like today, do it in moderation.”
My wife also didn’t want to catch someone injured.
“all right. Are you going to the temple?”
“It’s field work. I won’t be able to come in for a while. “Restrict going outside and provide your child with a bodyguard.”
Geese’s words could not be overlooked.
“yes. “But I still have to eat.”
“I don’t have time for that. I’m busy. Bring Tovina. “I’m going to leave after seeing your face.”
My oldest son was now four years old.
“sleep. “It’s nap time.”
“…I tell you to wait a moment. “Is there any big problem if I don’t let him sleep for a day?” My wife’s voice contained claws.
“Wait, when do you know you’ll come in? And how important naps are during growth…
“Oh, yes. okay.”
No matter how long the words were, the result was the same, so Myron headed toward the front door as if running away.
“I’ll come back. “I’m taking good care of the house.” My wife’s voice became soft, as if she was worried about leaving without even seeing her son’s face.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“It’s okay then. I’m Myron. “I’ll never break down, so take care of the kids.”
Actually, I don’t know.
‘If the incident continues like this, His Excellency’s status will change. Moreover, I heard that the power of the minnow angels has weakened.
‘Let’s solve it one by one.’
The priority was to prevent reporter Meikle from writing any more articles.
“ha.”
As he left the mansion, he looked at the top of the pyramid beyond the city skyline.
“What do you know?”
It looks like I can’t even figure out what to do.
A man stood in a VIP-only bar downtown.
“You come to a place like this.”
Of course, the lights were off in the bar where only the powerful went, but it wasn’t a problem.
When I knocked, the door opened.
“who are you?”
“I am Baekgu.”
Although he was white because his head was shaved, he was actually a gangster named Travis.
“Please come in.”
There were dozens of rooms in the cold air that weren’t even ready for business yet.
‘He seems like a great guy.’
A person who rents out an entire bar in broad daylight that is not even allowed to enter unless you have a certain amount of power.
The room the manager took me to was the most private and spacious of them all.
At a table that could seat dozens of people, at the head of the table a bottle of high-quality liquor, a man was lost in thought.
“I brought you an elderly person.”
“Stay out.”
Myron, who had arrived earlier and was waiting, raised his glasses and looked at Travis’s impression.
He was an honest man with a sturdy physique.
“Sit down. “You’re handsome.”
Travis bowed his head politely and walked to the end of the long table and sat down.
“hello. This is Travis. My age is 43. I heard a lot from my eldest brother.”
Actually I don’t know anything.
The guy called Big Brother, who came to visit for the first time in three years, just said that he would make some money if he came here.
Myron said as he poured me a drink.
“I’m trying to start a big business these days, but I don’t have enough people. “Well, I heard you’re using some strength.”
“I will do my best.”
“So what do you do now?”
“I run a brothel at Edia 2. There are five members of the organization.”
“Um, five.”
Travis added hastily.
“They are all worth using.”
It was an act of pride as the head of a small organization, but Myron had different thoughts.
‘What are you going to do? Five. ‘It’s okay.’
Would the king of a country buy a gangster because he had no one he could use?
‘It’s the temple season. If it is revealed that political manipulation was involved, other countries will bite. But if you’re a gangster from a brothel, it’s no big deal for someone to cover me up.’
The reason Myron, the king’s adviser, came in person was because of the iron rule that ‘if the genealogy is long, it will be trampled on.’
“Take this first.”
Myron held the heavy briefcase from the table forward.
“Is this something I should do?”
“Open it.”
Travis flipped his briefcase up as Myron crossed his legs and sipped his drink.
“What about this?”
It was filled with large gold coins.
“It’s 1 million gold.”
“One million!”
No matter what Travis did, it was an amount he could never even touch in his life.
“You have to have money to work. “Just write it first.” All kinds of thoughts crossed my mind.
‘It’s definitely dangerous. No, that doesn’t matter. ‘What can’t you do for this money?’
“Don’t just look, check. “Because it’s a large gold coin, you can count it.”
“I trust you. However…
it was the first time I was scared of money.
“I don’t know what it is, but I will do it. But we don’t need this much money on this floor.”
Myron chuckled.
“What are you talking about? “This is a down payment.”
“??????yes?”
“I don’t know what floor you are talking about, but my business has a different floor. I’m giving it to you to encourage you to do well in the future. “If you do a good job, I will give you 10 times this.”
’10 million gold?’
Travis shook his head.
‘no. This is absolutely not the case. Even most nobles don’t have this much money.’
I realized the identity of my discomfort.
‘Even if I were to sell my ability or my life, it wouldn’t be worth this much to me.’
Myron had the same thought.
‘It’s a bit big.’
The standard method is to boil it over low heat, but right now, an hour was not enough.
‘Even if we have no choice until tomorrow’s daily newspaper, we must block the evening edition at all costs. ‘It has to be cooked quickly.’
The briefcase clicked closed.
“…I’ll do it.”
It was natural.
‘Who can go a long way when they can end their life in one go? People aren’t that complicated.’
What’s complicated is money.
“Then I’ll trust you and leave it to you.”
“Hey… I don’t need to write a contract or anything?”
The amount was so large that it pricked his conscience, but from Myron’s perspective, it was absolutely impossible.
‘Why would you bring it in kind?’
He said, pointing to the briefcase.
“Isn’t that a contract? Take it easy. “This is because you can earn as much as you want in the future.”
At that moment, I realized.
‘You’re a politician. ‘Am I finally seeing the light?’
I didn’t know his face or name yet, but I felt like I could at least give him my soul.
“Perhaps there is someone I will serve…
“Ha.”
Myron took off his glasses and spat out, clearly showing his annoyance.
“Why are you so curious about this gangster?”
Travis saw a terrible vision of one million gold disappearing in an instant.
Maybe instinct.
Travis got up from his seat, bent his waist to 90 degrees, and opened his mouth.
“sorry. I didn’t know the topic. “This will never happen again.”
Myron held out a water cup filled with strong liquor.
“Have a drink. “I will send you a separate message.”
“Yes, old man.”
Travis, who poured the alcohol down his throat, lowered his head while holding the briefcase.
“Call me anytime.”
When I left the bar and saw the sun again, my head was spinning from the alcohol.
But there was no drunkenness.
‘Are you drunk?’
Even though I was holding a bag full of gold coins, I could not feel my arms and hands.
Travis took a deep breath and entered the street with a poker face.
My heart felt like it was going to explode.
‘driving me crazy.’
Will someone steal your bag? Will there be something wrong with you? Will lightning suddenly strike?
‘Please, please, let’s just go home.’
He always walked the streets with his chin held high, but at this moment, he was the weakest person in the world.
“Extra! “Extra-extra!”
An article about the giant pyramid built in Jive was circulated through a magazine.
“Repent! “The end of the world is coming!”
All religions in the world were taking to the streets and preaching their own doctrines.
“King Jive, announce the full story of the incident! “We don’t want a corrupt king!”
Civic groups were now marching through the streets and disseminating their opinions.
But Travis.
‘Honey wait! Son! Daddy did it!’ The moment of laying down
1 million gold in front of my family
was the only real thing.
