Un assassin voulant mourir car il ne ressent plus aucune émotions. Il se réincarne dans le monde de The witcher.
Que fera t-il, sauveras t-il le monde ou il massacrera toutes les personnes qu'il croise.

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 Author: NAM Heesung

 Translator: LMSnovel

Kim Heeson snuck past the last few students. Truthfully speaking, it wasn't that hard, as no one paid any attention to passerby. No, they almost seemed as if they were running, a slight panic in their eyes. However, why would that be so?
He arrived at the warehouse Jyejin had linked him to. Nobody was guarding it. For a short moment, he even thought that maybe this was the wrong place, was it not for Kim Jyejin having shown him a picture.
The warehouse was wide, with the walls made out of red bricks. The windows—of which there weren't many—had been bolted shut. At the terrace, there was a long chimney, leading all the way up, dispensing white smoke.
Heeson stepped forward, rubbing his head. He wondered, "Am I the first to arrive?" And as if to prove him wrong, a loud explosion rang out, shaking even the ground, and scratching at his ears. "Seriously? Don't tell me that was Dojin?" For some reason, if it was him, he could imagine it.
He was thinking of entering the warehouse, but that big noise made him waver. In the first place, he wasn't here to save Ah Yeurong. He had nothing to do with that lady. And if Lee Dojin could not manage it, he wouldn't either. No, he had only come for one thing—
"The fuck was the explosion?"
Il Chunghoo came from across the corner. He had a tear under his eye and yawned as if sleepy. The boy scratched his neck. If he had hair, it would have been disheveled.
Kim Heesons eyes widened. He smiled roughly. "Yes, the only reason I've come here was to fuck this dude up," the boy said.
Il Chunghoo looked at Heeson. He tilted his head. " Sorry, there are so many people here, I can't keep track of everyone. Do I know you?"
"No," he replied, walking towards him. "I suppose you don't." Arriving in front of Chunghoo, he placed his hand on his shoulder. Heeson was a head taller, but Chunghoo had a lot more muscles. He smiled but was full of bad intentions.
"I've taken a quick nap, and suddenly everyone's gone," Chunghoo said, none the wiser. His brows furrowed. "I feel like I am forgetting something."
Heeson clenched his fist. "Well, maybe this will rock your memory." He took a step back, charging as much power as he could, then threw it back out hitting Chunghoos face squarely.
Il Chunghoos head flung back, his neck elongating, but he remained at the same spot. "I can't say it did." He stared at Heeson, wiping the fresh blood off his lips.
Heeson took another step back. He kicked out, aiming at Chunghoos head. The boy managed to block out, but another kick quickly hit his head again.
Il Chunghoo fell a few steps back. He clicked his tongue. Not both sides of his lips were bruised. "Wait, I recall now. You're that one punk hanging around that loser group. There was this one guy who you all looked up to right? What was he called again? That big one? Park Wendy or something?" He laughed. "It's hard to remember unimportant people."
Anger flushed his face, turning it red. "You fight with your mouth or something?"
"I thought you were just giving me a love tap." He cracked his neck. "And you punch like a little bitch." He too clenched his fist and punched out. A left straight. It came incredibly fast, but as Heeson went to block it, he felt his arms quiver.
Chunghoo lifted his leg, going for a kick, but he stopped midway. While still in the air, he hooked his foot into Heesons defense, pulling it down, revealing his face. Right after, he sent a real ick, with his heel hitting the boy's face.
Kim Heeson faltered, stepping back. He held his nose, which was currently bleeding. "You piece of sh—" His words were cut off, by another kick landing on his face. 
Il Chunghoo landed on the ground, lightly bouncing as a boxer would. He didn't even have his guard up. "See. You are weak."
Heeson spat a mouth full of blood. "I'd rather be weak but free, unlike you, a barking dog for someone higher."
Il Chunghoo stopped moving. "What could you possibly know about freedom?" He punched Kim Heeson again, who fell back. "That's what I hated about your group. Always yammering about being free. What is there to be free about?" He punched again. Heesons arms dropped down. "There's no such thing as freedom in this crazy world. Not 2000 years back, not now. The first time some stupid fish decided to leave the ocean and grow legs, we were all doomed to suffer." The punches kept raining down. Blood splattered everywhere. "Free from pain? You know nothing about pain. Do you know how it feels, everyday, waking up and not remembering what you did yesterday? How it feels to mix up past and present? Forgetting who you hold dear? Having the feeling as if you forgot something, every single damn second?" Il Chunghoo clenched his fist, the veins on his arm showing, and he rammed the knuckles into Kim Heesons face. "There's no freedom from that!" He hit him once more. "All you can do is escape."
Kim Heeson laid on the ground, his face all messed up. The vision on his left eye was blurry. He opened his blood-filled mouth. "...You're wrong."
Il Chunghoo kicked his stomach. "I'm not." He squatted down. "Call me dog all you want. But Do Jiwoon, he's got it figured out. In this world, you gotta follow the leaders. Unlike you, he's the real deal. I know, because I will never forget his name." A slight shudder ran through him. "That man's invincible. Nothing can hurt him. He's a monster."
Heeson smiled. "A real catch you have there." He pressed himself up. Chunghoo didn't stop him, since he was half-dead anyway. "I really do despise you... I hate..." he thought about his sister, "People chasing fruitless dreams." He coughed, looking at Chunghoo. "But I hate people like you even more. You, who has no dreams."
Though he had to agree on one thing. If there was a leader, he supposed someone came to his mind. Even though, the only thing he learned was how to form a fist from him.
'You're closing your fist wrong. You have to keep your knuckles even, or you'll break them. See, right here. Did they not teach you that at the karate place.'

He grinned, recalling Lee Dojin's words. "Truth be told, I never did karate." With his last power, as Chunghoo had his guard down, he threw his fist out. However, this time, with purpose.
Il Chunghoo lifted his hands in a carefree manner. But as they collided, his expression turned grave. He grit his teeth and focused all his strength in his forearms, yet could not hold him back. His fingers broke, letting through Heesons fist, and it landed square on Chunghoos chin.
"You motherfu—" He lost his balance. Another fist landed on his nose. It broke. One more on his left rib. It broke. And at last, Heeson kicked his head, rattling that guys' brain. Sudden vertigo hit him, and he fell to the ground, face first. 
Heeson did not fare better. His knees gave out, and he slumped down. Still, between those two, it was obvious who won. He gasped for breath.
Il Chunghoo laid on his stomach. He couldn't move a single finger. "Your name. What was it?"
"Kim Heeson."
"I'll remember it," he said, clicking his tongue. "That was a good punch."
"Fuck off," Heeson said, looking at the warehouse. Another explosion rang out. He sighed. If it was Dojin, then he'd manage, right?"
Now was a battle between two monsters.
...
Ah Yeurong awoke from her stupor. Do Jiwoon had planned for her to sleep the day through, and not even the various abilities of him and Dojin could let her rise. Yet, there was something now that yanked her out of the deep slumber.
She turned her head. There was a boy with a cast. He shook unimaginably as if seeing the greatest terror of his life. Moving her head more, she saw Tae Sukjin (or Do Jiwoon), draped in smog. And there was one more person, standing in a weird pose.
Her thoughts were hazy. She thought it was a dream. But then, why did she feel so hot?
Oh Sanbaeks irises shook. A cut appeared on his lip, as it had turned flaky. He lifted his jittering arm. The sweat that was on his body had disappeared, evaporated. His throat turned dry, and he realized, the water within the whole warehouse was disappearing. "This is the end of the world," he muttered, his head low and genuflecting.
The cause, of course, was Lee Dojin. He stood incredibly still, as if unfazed. But the steam emitting from him betrayed him.
"Another Affinity?" Do Jiwoon asked, astonished. He had stopped charging. "How is that possible?"
"No, this is simply martial arts," he explained. "Something all humans can achieve."
"Why would you lie so brazenly?" Even just standing there, he felt as if he was on fire. That's not humanly possible. 
"Well, it is an ability bestowed by Him. It would be weird if anyone could use it."
"Fine, I don't need any answer." He became fully serious. No more smiles. He knew instinctively. This was a threat to his very existence. "Purgatory: Soul Decay."
Dojin remained carefree. He snarled. "You keep surprising me today."
The smog around them turned an inky black. The leftover oxygen had turned toxic. This place was now worse than a wasteland. Blood spurted out Jiwoons orifices. This ability put an incredible burden on him, but he didn't care. All the souls came together, enveloping him in armor. And he held a long black sword in his hand, one, that could cut even the darkness. 
"Let's try this again." He lunged at Dojin, this time at full power. The souls followed him, destroying everything in its path.

"Good luck," Dojin whispered. A pair of translucent wings sprouted out his back, and he untangled his hands. He flashed forward, the ground underneath him turning to fire, then magma, then ash, until it was gone forever.
What came now, Do Jiwoon found hard to describe.
Sun. 
It was as if the sun itself had come crashing down. The warehouse darkened by his smog turned white. An incredible heat enveloped him, and if it were not for the souls, not even ashes would be left of him. It was as if heaven itself came crashing down on him, the sinner. He faced Dojin. A beautiful glow surrounded him. It was an Angel.
The light subsided. Do Jiwoon fell down. His souls have all but evaporated.
Jiwoon turned around. He had no power left. Still, he gasped. What he saw was the blue sky. The wall behind him had disappeared, leaving only charcoal.
Lee Dojin stood behind him. He had a strange face. He muttered. "Damn, I missed."

One day, a mechanical voice appeared in all of humanities head:
[survive].

Dungeons started to surface, Historical Figures reappeared, Gods had turned real, and ordinary people gained the supernatural ability to rule the new era. However, they could not beat The Shadow.

In such world, The Lightbringer, Lee Dojin had sacrificed everything... and perished right on New Year. Upon his death, the dungeons called him once more, and he warped to another universe where the apocalypse hadn't sarted yet; a universe 20 years ago. This time he would not be The Lightbringer, instead, he'd walk the path of shadows.

--he'd become a controller of parallel universes.

Only he knows the end of this world. Only he has seen the end of a universe. With this new chance, can he turn around the life he had once forfeited?

"Child of The Shadow, there is another world waiting for you."

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"Okay. Let them have a glance at the real doctor that practices traditional healing!"
With a smile on his face, Chen Xiaobei walked to the Arabian youngster and helped him to sit up with legs crossed.
"Do you think he has the skill to heal that young man? Look at his age! He is so young but he has to pretend that he is some kind of miracle doctor!" said Park Chan-ho in a shaky voice.
"Trust me! He is just pretending. He should be thankful that the black Qi did not affect him! Don't expect him to be skillful enough to help us to clear out the toxins from our system!" said Duke Gustav scornfully.
"Macky… Come here… Pay attention to him! Bring him over here if he can heal that young Arabian man…" said Niya.
"Yes, ma'am! What if he fails to do it?"
"Hmph! I don't want to see him again since he treats me like an idiot!"
The way she said it might sound harmless but Macky knew exactly what was she trying to say. Niya wanted Chen Xiaobei to be killed if he was of no use to her. With murderous intent, Macky glared at Chen Xiaobei. Clearly, he did not expect Chen Xiaobei to possess the knowledge to heal that Arab young man. He was ready to kill Chen Xiaobei.
"Nine… Nine Dragon Acupuncture Treatment… That is the legendary Nine Dragon Acupuncture Treatment…" Park Il-seung suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He was so excited that he spat white foam while talking. Upon hearing that, everyone shifted their attention to Chen Xiaobei. In a delicate manner, Chen Xiaobei planted his silver needles on the essential acupuncture points on the young Arabian man's body.
"What is the Nine Dragon Acupuncture Treatment?" asked the crowd.
"It is the most ancient acupuncture treatment from China… Its origin was from the Qin Dynasty… Legend has it that this treatment can cure all kind of illness… It is super magical… I've always dreamt of learning this acupuncture treatment…"
Clearly, Park Il-seung was filled with unspoken astonishment.
"I thought acupuncture is supposedly invented by the Koreans?" asked Duke Gustav.
"No… No…"
Embarrassed, Park Il-seung was forced to spill the truth. He could no longer act like an all-knowing arrogant doctor. After hearing the truth, the crowd started to glare at him disdainfully. As a Korean, even Park Chan-ho was embarrassed by him. Earlier, he mentioned that traditional healing was invented by the Koreans. Now, the so-called number doctor in Korea had slapped him in the face with the truth!
Soon, Park Il-seung exclaimed again, "Qi… Qi Transferring Treatment! Oh my god! That kid has mastered the Qi Transferring Treatment!"
Again, the crowd focused on Chen Xiaobei. They saw that Chen Xiaobei was placing both of his palms on the young Arabian man's back. From the surface, Chen Xiaobei did not move at all. Actually, he was transferring his Qi into the young man's body to force the toxins out of his body – just like in the movies. Immediately, streams of black Qi started to rush out from the young man's skull and back.
This time, the black Qi that came out from the young man's body was harmless. It seemed like the young man would be completely healed when all the toxic Qi was cleared out from his system.
"What is the Qi Transferring Treatment?"
The crowd asked in shock.
"That… That Chinese massage technique utilizes the person's Qi to force the toxins out of one's pulses, acupuncture points, and sinew… I've dreamt of learning this massage technique for a very long time…"
Clearly, Park Il-seung was extremely jealous of Chen Xiaobei. As a doctor, the more skills you possessed the more illness you could cure. Nine Dragon Acupuncture Treatment and Qi Transferring Skill were far better than all the healing skills that Park Il-seung possessed.
"Judging from your look, I'm pretty sure this massage technique is not invented by the Koreans, right?" asked the rich Russian businessman.
Upon hearing the question, Park Il-seung and Park Chan-ho were so embarrassed by it that they lowered their heads. Rendered speechless, they could only accept the fact that they were going to be slapped in the face by the truth.
"What are you feeding that young man?" asked Macky.
Chen Xiaobei took out a bottle of Hundred Herbs Potion and fed it to the young Arabian man.
*Cough*
*Cough*
Right after that, the Arab young man regained consciousness. He was taking in mouthfuls of deep breaths.
"Awake… He is awake! Oh my god!"
"The liquid in that small bottle is known as the Ultra Nutritious Healing Potion! Right! That's right! That… That…"
"That is the potion that you always wanted, right?" The crowd said at the same time while rolling their eyes at him. It seemed like everyone knew what Park Il-seung was going to say.
"Right! That is the potion that I've always wanted…"
Soon, Park Il-seung lowered his head once again due to embarrassment. At the same time, Park Chan-ho was so embarrassed by it that he could not wait to dig a hole and hide inside it. The number one doctor in Korea was completely defeated by Chen Xiaobei. Acupuncture, massage, and medicine from Chen Xiaobei were far better than Park Il-seung.
"He cured the young Arabian man… He did it…"
"I never thought that he is the real deal!"
"His healing is really miraculous! I'm impressed! We are safe! This is great…"
...
All those ultra-rich businessmen were really excited. They no longer looked at Chen Xiaobei with disdain. All their negative attitudes were replaced by idolization, admiration, and anticipation.
"Macky… Macky! Ask him to come here to help us to clear the toxin from our bodies!" said Niya.
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Kid! Come over here to heal Ms. Niya!"
Chen Xiaobei pretended that he did not hear Macky calling out for him. Instead, he continued to observe the young Arabian man.
"Did you just save me? Thank you so much! Allah has sent a messenger to save my life! From now on, you are my Abuzabi's benefactor!"
Feeling excited, the young Arabian man was really grateful that Chen Xiaobei just cured him.
"You are most welcome. You should rest first."
"Okay."
"Son of a bitch! I'm talking to you! Can't you hear me calling you? Get over here now! You will surely regret if you force my hand!" shouted Macky in a furious manner.
On the other hand, the other four bodyguards were glaring at Chen Xiaobei as well.
"Look at my mouth!"
"I.am.not.going.to.heal.her!" said Chen Xiaobei while pointing at his mouth.


In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time?  
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한남일 단 홍규 복 (Han Nam Il gwa Hong Kyu Bok / Han Nam Il and Hong Kyu Bok)

Sebelum aku masuk istana, aku memiliki seorang sahabat. Sahabatku bernama Han Nam Il. Ia adalah putra tunggal dari Menteri Perpajakan saat itu. Han Nam Il sangat cerdas. Sebelum masuk istana ia mengajarkanku berbagai macam hal. Ia mengajariku melukis juga banyak hal lainnya. Jika saja saat itu aku tak terpilih menjadi wangsejabin, tentu aku akan meminta ibuku untuk menjodohkanku dengan Nam Il orabeoni. 

Nam Il adalah pemuda yang tampan juga cerdas. Nam Il tak menaruh minat mengikuti jejak ayahnya sebagai pejabat pemerintahan. 

Tapi, aku sedikit terkejut saat tak sengaja bertemu dengannya di istana. Han Nam Il, pemuda yang selama ini aku kenal sebagai pemuda yang tak bisa diam, kini terlihat gagah dengan mengenakan jubah pejabat junior kerajaan. Aku benar – benar terkejut.

Aku bersyukur Joseon memiliki seorang abdi setia seperti Han Nam Il. Han Nam Il tepat seperti yang diharapkan oleh jeonha. Nam Il bekerja sangat giat dan membantu suamiku, Raja Uiyang, memecahkan beberapa masalah sulit yang terjadi di pemerintahan. Bisa kupastikan, di masa yang akan datang, Han Nam Il akan menjadi Perdana Menteri yang hebat. Aku berharap, abdi setia seperti dirinya bisa membantu calon putraku kelak di masa depan. 

Hong Kyu Bok, itulah nama gadis tersebut. gadis yang masih memiliki hubungan kekerabatan dengan Ibu Suri Agung Park. Aku mendengar cerita dari beberapa dayang istana mengenai gadis ini. sejak kecil, Kyu Bok sering sekali masuk istana bersama kedua orangtuanya untuk mengunjungi Ibu Suri Agung Park. Karena seringnya ia masuk istana, Kyu Bok mengenal suamiku, Raja Uiyang, yang kala itu masih menjadi seorang pangeran hingga akhirnya menjadi seorang wangseja.

Tidak banyak hal yang bisa kudapatkan dengan bertanya pada dayang istana mengenai gadis bernama Kyu Bok. sampai suatu hari, aku mengetahui dengan pasti siapa sebenarnya gadis itu. gadis itu adalah gadis yang selama ini memiliki tempat di hati suamiku. Hong Kyu Bok, adalah gadis yang dicintai suamiku.

~MoQS~

Langit malam terlihat sangat terang. Bulan bertahta di langit malam dengan indahnya. Sinar perak berpendar mengusir kegelapan malam. Tampak di salah satu beranda rumah bangsawan, seorang pemuda tengah mengagumi keindahan bulan.

Manik cokelat pemuda itu menatap sendu Sang Bulan yang sama sekali tak merasa sedang diperhatikan. Seulas senyuman tersungging di wajah pemuda tersebut.

"Setiap malam langit Joseon selalu terlihat indah. Apa semua itu karena kau yang kini menjadi Sang Bulan Joseon ?" gumam pemuda itu dengan tatapan tak lepas pada bulan.

~MoQS~

"Jungjeon mama sangat cekatan dalam mengurus dan mengawasi naemyeongbu."

Topik pembicaraan yang diucapkan Nyonya Jo pada sarapan pagi ini membuat suasana ruang berkumpul keluarga Han terasa sunyi. Nyonya Jo, yang tak menyadari perbedaan suasana itu terus melanjutkan topik yang ingin ia bahas pagi ini.

"Aku bertemu jungjeon mama beberapa hari yang lalu saat memenuhi undangan minum teh. Aigoo sesange kemewahan memang bisa mengubah siapapun menjadi berbeda dalam sekejap. Aku tak menyangka uri-jungjeon mama yang sekarang adalah anak yang kemarin sore sering bermain di halaman rumahku. Rasanya aku tak ingin mempercayainya."

Nyonya Jo masih sibuk menceritakan kejadian saat ia bertemu dengan Ratu Heo. Wanita bangsawan itu terlihat sangat mengagumi Sang Ratu muda. Semua terlihat dari puja – puji yang dilontarkannya.

"Gerakan tubuhnya terlihat sangat anggun. Terlebih ia terlihat semakin cantik saat mengenakan dangui kerajaan. Rasanya, ia memang ditakdirkan untuk menjadi seorang ratu," Nyonya Jo meletakkan sumpitnya dan meneguk cawan berisi air putih.
 
Menteri Han yang sejak tadi hanya diam kini mengarahkan tatapan tajam pada istrinya. Lelaki yang menjabat sebagai menteri perpajakan itu terlihat kurang suka dengan sikap istrinya yang sangat menyanjung Ratu Heo.
 
"Buin, bisakah kau berhenti menceritakan tentang jungjeon mama ?" tanya Menteri Han dengan mata yang mendelik kesal.

Nyonya Jo mengernyitkan dahinya. Perhatiannya tertuju sepenuhnya pada Sang suami. "Apa ada yang salah ? Apa ada hukum yang melarang kita untuk membicarakan kecantikan jungjeon mama di rumah kita sendiri, oh ? Aku hanya mengatakan apa yang kupikirkan saat bertemu dengan ratu muda itu, seobangnim."

"Tidak ada hukum yang mengatur semua itu. Hanya saja aku merasa masih kesal dengan sikap keluarganya yang lebih memilih mengirim putri mereka sebagai calon ratu dibandingkan menerima perjodohan yang kita ajukan. Mengingat itu rasanya kemarahan masih terus menguasai hatiku," balas Menteri Han dengan nada suara jengkel.
 
"Aigoo, jika mereka menolak perjodohan yang kita lakukan antara keluarganya dengan uri- Nam Il, bukan berarti putra kita seseorang yang tidak berharga, seobangnim. Sudahlah, lupakan masa lalu. Setidaknya, aku bisa memilih gadis bangsawan lain yang lebih sepadan dengan uri- Nam Il. bukan begitu, adeul ?"
 
Nyonya Jo menolehkan wajahnya pada Han Nam Il yang sejak tadi hanya diam sambil berusaha mencerna sarapan paginya. Senyuman di wajah Nyonya Jo menghilang saat melihat Nam Il yang tak juga memberikan respon atas pertanyaannya. Wanita bangsawan itu menghela nafas panjang sebelum akhirnya meraih sumpitnya dan kembali menyelesaikan sarapannya.

"Tapi, tidakkah kalian tahu jika saat ini, keluarga Heo tengah terpojokkan di istana ?"
 
Topik baru yang dibuka oleh Menteri Han sukses membuat perhatian Nam Il teralihkan. Pemuda itu kini mengangkat wajahnya dan menatap ayahnya dengan tatapan bingung. Manik matanya memancarkan penjelasan dari Menteri Han.
 
"Apa maksudmu, seobangnim ? Aku tak mendengar rumor apapun mengenai keluarga Heo," balas Nyonya Jo.
 
"Para menteri sedang mengeluh karena ratu muda itu belum juga melahirkan keturunan. Itu sebabnya, aku dan para menteri lain sedang mengajukan permohonan agar wanita angkuh itu mau mengambil seorang selir," jelas Menteri Han dengan seringai puas yang menghiasi wajahnya.
 
Nam Il terpaku mendengar penjelasan yang diberikan ayahnya. Salah satu tangan Nam Il yang berada di bawah meja mengepal kuat setelah melihat seringai puas muncul di wajah ayahnya. Nam Il tahu, ia harus melakukan sesuatu untuk Jung Eun atau ayahnya akan melukai wanita yang ia cintai tersebut. satu – satunya cara agar Nam Il bisa memastikan kondisi Jung Eun selamat adalah...
 
"Abeoji, apa tawaran mengenai pekerjaan di biro kepegawaian istana, masih berlaku ?"
 
Pertanyaan dari Nam Il sukses membuat topik pembicaraan beralih. Perhatian Menteri Han dan Nyonya Jo kini sepenuhnya tertuju pada putra semata wayang mereka. Tapi, rasa terkejut itu tak berlangsung lama. Detik berikutnya, suara tawa Menteri Han terdengar di ruangan. 

"Tentu saja. Akhirnya kau berpikir jernih juga, adeul. Sudah seharusnya kau bekerja untuk negara dengan bakat mengagumkan yang kau miliki," jelas Menteri Han sambil menepuk bahu putranya dengan penuh rasa bangga.

~MoQS~
 
Sebuah perahu yang baru saja kembali dari Qing telah merapat di pelabuhan. Satu persatu para penumpang turun dari kapal tersebut. Di bantu pelayannya, seorang gadis turun dari kapal tersebut. senyuman yang tersungging membuat wajah cantiknya terlihat semakin bersinar. Gadis itu tak berhenti memamerkan senyuman. Gadis itu terlalu bahagia karena akhirnya bisa kembali ke tanah kelahirannya.
 
"Aigoo ! Kyu Bok-a!"
 
Seruan seorang wanita bangsawan membuat perhatian gadis itu teralihkan. Sesaat, gadis itu mencari sumber suara. Manik matanya berhenti mencari setelah menemukan sosok wanita yang telah melahirkannya ke dunia. Seraya mengangkat chima yang ia kenakan, gadis itu berlari menuju wanita bangsawan yang berdiri satu meter darinya.
 
"Aigoo, uri-ttal sudah tumbuh menjadi bunga yang cantik."
 
Nyonya Park menangkup kedua pipi putri kesayangannya dengan penuh rasa rindu. Tangan wanita itu kemudian bergerak untuk memeluk putrinya yang telah kembali dari Qing. Rasa bahagia begitu membuncah di hati ibu-anak tersebut.
 
"Kau terlihat sangat baik setelah menghabiskan waktu di Qing, Kyu Bok-a."
 Hong Kyu Bok melepaskan pelukan ibunya. Senyum tak memudar sedikitpun dari romannya. Gadis itu dengan anggun menundukkan kepalanya untuk memberi hormat pada Sang Ayah, Menteri Hong.
 
"Aku berharap abeoji dan eomeoni sehat selalu. Maafkan aku yang terlambat memberi salam pada kalian berdua."
 
Menteri Hong terkekeh melihat tingkah putrinya. Pria itu bergerak dan memeluk putri kesayangannya. "Aku selalu memikirkan apa kau hidup dengan baik selama berada di Qing, Kyu Bok-a."
 
Kyu Bok membalas pelukan ayahnya. Gadis itu mengangguk pelan. "Aku hidup dengan sangat baik selama di Qing. Semua ini tidak terlepas dari perhatian abeoji dan eomeoni padaku."
 
Menteri Hong melepas pelukannya dan memperlihatkan senyuman pada Kyu Bok. "Sudah terlalu lama kau pergi dari Hanyang. Kau harus membayar penghormatan pada daewang daebi mama. aku yakin ia pasti senang mengetahui kau telah pulang."
 
Kyu Bok tersenyum dan menganggukkan kepalanya. segera saja, keluarga kecil itu melangkah 
meninggalkan dermaga. Mereka semua kini bergerak menuju istana untuk segera bertemu Ibu Suri Agung Park.

~MoQS~

"Kau tumbuh menjadi gadis yang sangat cantik, Kyu Bok-a. Tapi, kenapa kau baru kembali sekarang ? Kenapa kau pergi begitu lama dari Hanyang ?"
 
Ibu Suri Agung Park kini menatap lekat wajah gadis cantik yang ada di depannya. Rasa sesal menguasai hati wanita tua tersebut. jika saja Hong Kyu Bok pulang lebih cepat dari Qing, tentu Ibu Suri Agung Park akan memilih gadis ini sebagai calon Ratu Joseon. 
 
Kyu Bok tersenyum sopan. Gadis itu menundukkan sedikit kepalanya. Perilakunya sangat mencerminkan etika seorang gadis bangsawan. Begitu anggun, sopan, dan penuh kelembutan. Karakteristik yang sangat tepat menjadi seorang wanita istana.
 
"
Mohon maafkan saya karena baru kembali sekarang, mama. Karena ingin mempelajari beberapa hal lebih mendalam, guru memintaku tinggal sedikit lama. Maaf sudah membuat Anda menunggu lama, daewang daebi mama."
 
"Jika saja kau kembali lebih cepat, aku bisa pastikan bahwa kau akan menjadi Ratu Joseon sekarang, Kyu Bok-a," gumam Ibu Suri Agung Park sambil menuangkan teh pada cawan miliknya. 
 
"Hanya saja, kini tahta tersebut telah terisi. Aku sangat menyesal tidak bisa memenuhi janji padamu, Kyu Bok-a," lanjut Ibu Suri Agung Park yang kini meletakkan poci teh dan menumpukan perhatiannya pada Hong Kyu Bok yang kini diam mematung.
 
Hong Kyu Bok menundukkan kepalanya semakin dalam. Gadis itu memang sempat memasang ekspresi kaget setelah mendengar ucapan Ibu Suri Agung Park padanya. Tapi, Kyu Bok dengan cepat memasang ekspresi datar di wajahnya. Gadis itu kini menyunggingkan senyum meskipun di dalam hatinya, Kyu Bok merasa marah. Marah karena impiannya telah pupus.

~MoQS~
 
"Aku tak perlu ditemani. Aku sangat mengenal istana ini karena ini adalah rumah keduaku. Aku menghabiskan banyak waktu berada di istana. jadi, kau bisa kembali pada tugasmu di kediaman daewang daebi mama."
 
Hong Kyu Bok memberikan perintah pada seorang dayang muda yang diperintahkan menemaninya. Hong Kyu Bok memang  tidak langsung pulang setelah membayar salam atas kepulangannya ke Joseon pada Ibu Suri Agung Park. Gadis itu diminta berjalan – jalan di istana sementara kedua orangtuanya dan Ibu Suri Agung Park membicarakan sesuatu. 

Entah apa yang dibicarakan para orang tua tersebut. Kyu Bok tak ambil pusing. Satu – satunya hal yang kini sedang memenuhi pemikiran Kyu Bok adalah ia marah karena seseorang telah merampas impiannya. Impian yang sejak dulu telah diyakini Kyu Bok bahwa ia akan menjadi wanita paling dihormati di Joseon. 

Setelah ditinggal sendiri, Kyu Bok melangkah mendekati danau istana. gadis itu mendudukkan dirinya di salah satu bangku kayu yang terdapat di sisi danau. Mata hitamnya menatap nyalang pada danau istana. kedua tangannya mengepal kuat di sisi tubuhnya. Kyu Bok benar – benar marah pada wanita yang telah merebut impiannya.

"Kyu Bok-a!"

Sebuah panggilan membuat Kyu Bok tersentak dari pikirannya. Kyu Bok menoleh dan menemukan seorang lelaki berjubah merah tengah menatapnya dengan tatapan tak percaya. Kyu Bok tertegun saat menyadari sosok lelaki berjubah merah yang tengah menatapnya. Sadar siapa yang sedang menatap dirinya, Kyu Bok kini menyunggingkan senyuman terbaiknya dan memberi salam hormat.

"Lama tak berjumpa, jeonha."

Detik itu juga, Raja Uiyang berlari menyongsong Kyu Bok. Tak peduli dengan omelan Kasim Han yang memperingatkannya untuk tidak berlari, Raja Uiyang terus berlari ke arah Kyu Bok. Begitu sampai di depan perempuan yang selama ini hadir di setiap mimpinya, Raja Uiyang tersenyum cerah dan memeluk Hong Kyu Bok dengan sangat erat.

"Aku sangat merindukanmu," ujar Raja Uiyang.

Tanpa Raja Uiyang ataupun Hong Kyu Bok sadari, ada sepasang manik hitam yang melihat pertemuan mereka. Manik hitam yang kini memancarkan tatapan terluka karena pertemuan keduanya. Perlahan, tangan seseorang yang sejak tadi berada di balik dangui yang ia kenakan, kini merayap dan memegangi dadanya yang terasa sesak dan perih.
~MoQS~

Korean Glossary 5

Wangsejabin : gelar dari istri pangeran penerus atau putri mahkota dalam bahasa korea. Bisa disingkat menjadi Sejabin. Menggunakan formalitas Manura atau Mama (Your Highness). Hanya tetua istana seperti Ibu Suri, Raja dan Ratu yang bisa memanggil gelarnya saja. Secara singkat bisa disebut dengan sejabin. 

Orabeoni : panggilan kakak dari adik perempuan pada kakak laki – laki. Ini merupakan bahasa lama dari oppa.

Jeonha : formalitas yang hanya digunakan pada raja. Bisa diartikan Yang Mulia ( Your Majesty)


Jungjeon : sebutan gelar seorang ratu. Gelar ini biasanya digunakan di dalam istana. Bisa diartikan sebagai Yang Mulia dari istana tengah. Istana tengah adalah kediaman Ratu. formalitas yang digunakan adalah Mama (Your Highness). Hanya tetua istana seperti Ibu Suri dan Raja yang bisa memanggil Ratu hanya dengan gelarnya saja (jungjeon)

Naemyeongbu : istana dalam/harem. Sebutan kerumahtanggaan istana, dimana seorang Ratu adalah pemimpinnya. Ratu memiliki kekuasaan mutlak di dalam istana dalam, dimana Raja pun tidak bisa ikut campur.

Agoo sesange : Ya ampun

Dangui : hanbok bagian atas yang menyerupai jaket dipakai keluarga istana sebagai pakaian sehari – hari. Yang membedakan dangui keluarga kerajaan, sanggung istana, dan wanita bangsawan adalah adanya pola emas (geumbak) di dangui milik keluarga kerajaan. Sementara dangui yang dipakai sanggung istana atau wanita bangsawan biasanya berwarna polos.

Buin : Istri. Sebutan yang digunakan suami pada istrinya. Digunakan di kalangan bangsawan

Seobangnim : suami. Sebutan yang digunakan istri pada suaminya. Digunakan di kalangan bangsawan

Adeul : Anak laki - laki

Abeoji : ayah

Chima : Rok yang digunakan bersama hanbok.

Ttal : anak perempuan 

Eomeoni : Ibu

Daewang daebi : gelar dari janda ratu paling senior dalam bahasa korea(Grand Royal Queen Dowager). Bisa diartikan sebagai Ibu Suri Agung. Menggunakan formalitas mama (Your Highness)

Mama : Yang Mulia ( Your Highness)

Daebi : gelar dari janda Ratu dalam bahasa korea(Queen Dowager). Bisa diartikan sebagai Ibu Suri. Menggunakan formalitas mama (Your Highness)
~MoQS~



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Usianya masih belia saat menjejakkan kaki di istana sebagai gadis bergelar Putri Mahkota. Hidupnya tak pernah indah selama tinggal di istana, terlebih setelah ia menduduki tahta sebagai Ratu Joseon. 

Di usianya yang masih belia, ia harus menghadapi serangkaian intrik politik istana yang menyakitkan. Terlebih, saat lelaki yang selama ini ia anggap sebagai pelindungnya memilih mempercayai fitnah keji yang dialamatkan padanya.


Seluruh hidupku tertulis dalam lembaran penderitaan bertintakan pengorbanan. Setiap langkahku di istana dalam sekejap akan berubah menjadi lautan darah dan airmata. – Ratu Seohyeong- 



Airmata dan darah menjadi hiasan yang mengiringi setiap langkah Ratu Seohyeong di istana. Akankah Sang Ratu muda mampu menghadapi setiap rintangan dan kesedihan yang menghadap langkahnya ? Akankah Sang Ratu mampu mempertahankan tahtanya sebagai Ratu Joseon ?

J'ai méprisé le monde.
Juste après ma naissance, j'ai été abandonné dans un sac destiné aux ordures.
Je n'avais absolument aucune raison de chérir le monde, car j'avais été traité comme une bête errante toute ma vie.
Je détestais le monde pour faire de moi l'un d'eux.
J'étais dégoûté par le fait que j'étais classé comme un humain, regroupé avec ces prétendants qui portaient des masques humains, mais qui étaient aveuglés par leur avidité et leur ambition.
C'est la raison pour laquelle je ne faisais pas confiance aux humains.
Quoi que j'aie à faire, je l'ai fait seul.
Cet état d'esprit est resté le même après que le monde se soit complètement transformé.'
Le 1er janvier 2020, le monde s'est métamorphosé en un état de jeu.
Des donjons et des monstres apparurent, ainsi que des joueurs capables de les arrêter.
Un changement sans précédent dans l'histoire de l'humanité avait commencé.
'De mon point de vue, cependant, le monde n'a pas beaucoup changé.'
Car le fort profitait encore du faible; le fait que ceux avec tout prirent de ceux sans rien ne changeaient pas.
Les joueurs utilisaient la menace des donjons et des monstres, ce qui terrifiait le monde, simplement comme une opportunité de réaliser leurs ambitions.
Dans le monde, il n'y a personne en qui tu peux avoir confiance.
Un seul.
Seule une personne semblait différente des autres.
« Je vais tuer le boss final de ce jeu et mettre un terme à tout ça. »
Lee Se-Joon.
L'un des sept premiers à devenir un joueur, et l'un des rares qui avaient été choisis par la lumière sacrée. Il était aussi un homme qui avait le titre de joueur du plus haut niveau; depuis qu'il participait au rituel de la lumière sacrée.
Seulement lui était différent.
Par conséquent, il sera celui qui sauvera le monde.
Alors que tous les autres joueurs considéraient le nouveau monde comme un stade pour satisfaire leurs ambitions et leur avidité; Seul Lee Se-Joon était dévoué à sauver le monde.
Il chassait les monstres même si cela ne lui apportait aucun bénéfice, il annihilait les dangereux donjons que tout le monde évitait, et il jugeait aussi les joueurs et les guildes qui défiaient la loi.
En d'autres termes, pour sauver le monde, il s'était battu contre le monde lui – même.
Il était le premier.
'C'était la première fois de ma vie que je rencontrais une telle personne, quelqu'un en qui je pensais pouvoir faire confiance et suivre de tout cœur dans ce monde de merde.'
C'était pourquoi.
– « Chien de chasse Kim Woo-Jin, j'ai besoin de ta force. »
'Lorsque Lee Se-Joon, lui, m'a tendu la main, je n'ai pas hésité une seconde avant de l'accepter.
Je le suivrais pour mettre fin à ce foutu jeu, j'étais prêt à risquer ma vie pour changer ce monde.'
La vie en tant que compagnon d'un sauveur qui sauverait un jour le monde était incomparablement onéreuse comparée à un style de vie insouciant.
Les joueurs avec un intérêt particulier ne voulaient pas que ce jeu se termine, donc plus la Guilde du Messie se rapprochait de battre le jeu, plus les voix du monde grouillaient vers eux et devenaient de plus en plus forts.
'Cependant, je n'ai jamais pensé à abandonner, pas même une fois.
Nous sauverons le monde. Je croyais que risquer ma vie pour mes semblables, qui étaient unis par cette noble et brillante cause, n'était jamais un gâchis.
Je croyais que tant que j'étais avec eux, je pourrais changer ce monde hideux.'
« Maître, la seule chose qui reste est la bataille finale.
– La bataille finale n'existe pas.
– Quoi ?
– Je n'ai jamais pensé à mettre fin au jeu.
– Que dîtes-vous… ? »
'J'étais certain d'avoir mal entendu.'
« Il doit y avoir des loups pour que les moutons soient obéissants. »
Puk!
Avant Balmung, même le cuir de dragon était percé comme une feuille de papier. Au moment où Balmung perça sa poitrine, Kim Woo-Jin entendit les notifications du système.
[Vous êtes sous l'effet de la Malédiction de Balmung]
[Toutes les résistances sont réduites de 90%]
[Toutes les stats de défense sont réduites de 90%]
[Tous les effets de soin sont réduits de 90%]
« Vous avez fait du bon travail. Kim Woo-Jin, sans toi, nous n'aurions pas pu aller aussi loin. »
'Ce que j'ai entendu après, c'était la voix de Lee Se-Joon.'
Donc, la voix de Lee Se-Joon, qui ne chevauchait pas les notifications du système, entra directement dans les tympans de Kim Woo-Jin.
« Que voulez – vous dire par là ? »
Cependant, Kim Woo-Jin ne pouvait pas comprendre un seul mot venant de la bouche de Lee Se-Joon.
« Qu'est – ce que … Que veux – tu dire par le fait que tu n'as jamais pensé à mettre fin à ce jeu depuis le début ?
– Qu'est – ce que je veux dire ? »
Cependant, Lee Se-Joon ne répondit pas à la question de Kim Woo-Jin mais à une autre personne.
Le cuir cramoisi, comme s'il était coupé de flammes ardentes, formait la robe d'une beauté envoûtante qui se tenait derrière Lee Se-Joon, et méprisait Kim Woo-Jin, qui était à genoux devant elle. Elle parla ensuite.
« Si le jeu se termine et que le système de jeu disparaît, les pouvoirs et les objets que nous avons obtenus disparaîtront, ainsi que tous les donjons et monstres. La raison pour laquelle les gens obéissent à chacun de nos mots disparaîtra également. »
Park Shin-Hye
L'héritière du groupe d'Hansung, le plus grand groupe de chaèbols en Corée, qui était le plus grand investisseur financier de Lee Se-Joon dans les premiers jours de la création de la Guilde du Messie.
« Si nous finissons le jeu, alors comment pourrions – nous gouverner le monde ? »
Kim Woo-Jin regarda gravement Lee Se-Joon après avoir entendu ses paroles.
Lee Se-Joon, cependant, ne dit pas un mot.
C'était une réponse sans équivoque.
À cette réponse, le jeune homme serra les dents.
'Je dois d'abord sortir l'épée. Je ne peux rien faire pendant que Balmung me poignarde.'
Son instinct principal était de vivre. Il souhaitait désespérément vivre et écouter les explications de Lee Se-Joon.
'Je veux entendre une explication plus détaillée…'
Il ne voulait pas l'entendre d'une autre personne, mais directement par la bouche de Lee Se-Joon.
[Le Venin des Mille Serpents se répand dans tout ton corps]
A ce moment, une nouvelle notification de système retentit dans l'oreille de Kim Woo-Jin.
« Phht … »
En même temps, le jeune homme vomit du sang de sa bouche.
Chiii!
Le sang que Kim Woo-Jin avait jeté fondit le sol.
« Le Venin des Mille Serpents ?
– Comme prévu, assez impressionnant. »
La personne qui avait de nouveau parlé au misérable Kim Woo-Jin n'était encore rien d'autre que Park Shin-Hye.
« Dire que l'effet du poison ne s'est manifesté qu'après avoir été poignardé par Balmung; d'autres sont facilement pris en charge par la seule force du Venin des Mille Serpents.
– D'autres ? »
À cet instant, différents visages apparurent dans l'esprit de Kim Woo-Jin.
« Ne me dites pas … »
Des compagnons qui abandonneraient tout, même leur vie, pour l'humanité; et des gens qui sacrifieraient volontiers leur vie pour ces compagnons.
Au moment où il se souvint du visage de ses chers amis, l'expression de ses yeux changea.
Ses yeux commencèrent à émettre une aura de forte intention meurtrière et de ressentiment.
C'était la preuve de l'acceptation.
C'était la preuve que le jeune homme comprenait enfin la vérité et l'acceptait.
« Lee Se-Joon, donc depuis le début, vous n'avez jamais pensé à devenir le héros ou à sauver le monde. »
De plus, le silence de Lee Se-Joon était une preuve irréfutable. Puis Park Shin-Hye parla.
« Ouais, tu as raison. C'était notre plan depuis le début. Si ce n'est pas pour cette raison, pensez – vous vraiment que notre groupe d'Hansung risquerait tout pour soutenir la Guilde du Messie ? »
À la place du silencieux Lee Se-Joon, l'explication qui venait de Park Shin-Hye prouvait que tout était vrai.
Lee Se-Joon, qui se tenait devant lui, n'était pas un héros.
« Dès le début, notre plan était de créer un empire capable de dominer et de gouverner le monde. Pour y parvenir, nous devions nous débarrasser des concurrents et jouer le héros pour nous distinguer de ces concurrents. »
Un méchant dans le masque d'un héros.
Il était un type sincère qui ne disait même pas la vérité avec sa propre bouche.
« Enfin, toutes les préparations sont terminées. »
Au lieu de Lee Se-Joon, c'est Park Shin-Hye qui parla de tout.
« Chasseur de Dragon, Roi Foudre, Roi Poison Mortel, et même le Roi des Mort – Vivant. En fait, nous allions faire du commerce avec le Roi des Morts – vivants au début, puisque j'aurais dû risquer ma vie si j'avais essayé de le tuer. Mais penser qu'un chien de chasse tuerait un tel monstre. C'était tout à fait inattendu. »
Lee Se-Joon. Je lui ai consacré ma vie, et je pensais que je ne pouvais même pas entendre directement la raison de sa trahison, mais seulement à travers Park Shin-Hye.
« Eh bien, je devais vous achever après avoir rejoint le Roi des Morts-Vivants. N'est-ce pas ironique ? Je veux dire que ton surnom est « Chien de Chasse » ».
Il était extrêmement difficile de supprimer ce sentiment chaotique, qui était indescriptible.
« Alors, comment vous sentez-vous ? »
Il n'y avait aucune chance que je puisse ressentir une sorte de bonheur ou de joie.
Il ne peut même pas sortir une seule excuse ?
Rien que les actions de Lee Se-Joon, du début à la fin, il se sentait trahi.
Le fait qu'il n'ait même pas dit un mot, de sa propre bouche, dans une telle situation, le faisait ressembler à un fichu lâche.
Face à cette réalité, il était submergé par la rage.
'Vous avez même tué ceux qui vous ont fait confiance avec leur putain de vie ?'
D'innombrables hommes avaient sacrifié leur vie pour que Lee Se-Joon soit là maintenant.
Ignorant tout ce qui leur était cher, leur détermination sans faille et leur détermination inébranlable à sauver le monde étaient la seule chose qui les poussait en avant.
'Mais tu t'es débarrassé d'eux parce qu'ils sont maintenant sur le chemin ?
Et tu ne diras même pas un mot d'explication de ta propre bouche ?'
Padhht !
C'était quelque chose qu'on ne pouvait pas analyser ou comprendre rationnellement.
« Lee Se-Joon, si vous avez quelque chose à dire, dites-le de votre propre bouche. »
La dernière ligne de rationalité qu'il avait laissée lui permettait de poser cette question.
« Pourquoi s'embêter avec toi quand tu vas mourir de toute façon ?
– Tais-toi, je parle avec Lee Se-Joon. »
Cependant, Lee Se-Joon ne répondit pas, malgré les implorations répétées de la part de Kim Woo-Jin.
Au lieu de cela, Lee Se-Joon lui tourna le dos.
À ce moment, tout était clair pour lui.
Après tout, on ne peut vraiment faire confiance à personne dans ce monde.
Il avait consacré sa vie au héros qu'il pensait être destiné à sauver le monde. Cependant, ce n'était rien d'autre qu'un mensonge. Finalement, il fut trahi par le héros.
De plus, comme il l'avait toujours cru, il n'y avait personne au monde en qui on puisse croire ou avoir confiance. Une telle figure n'existait pas.
Il était notre seul espoir.
La situation de Kim Woo-Jin était claire.
Il était donc très clair que ce que devait faire Kim Woo-jin.
« J'ai tué tout le monde et tout ce qui entravait le rêve de mettre fin au jeu. Donc, si tu veux me tuer, tu ferais mieux de le faire correctement. Parce que si je survis, je ferai tout mon possible pour vous arrêter. »
Faire payer un traître pour sa trahison.
C'est la fin de l'histoire de Kim Woo-Jin.
Le 7 mars 2023, c'était l'histoire de son futur. Celui dont il se souvenait après s'être réveillé de son sommeil.

Dans un monde semblable à un jeu où apparaissent des donjons, des monstres et des joueurs, dans ce monde où je suis le seul à connaître la vérité.

"Sauvons le monde ensemble. Mettons fin à ce jeu."

Le secret selon lequel l'homme, qui est idolâtré comme étant le "Messie qui sauvera le monde", essaie en fait de le gouverner comme son empereur.

Seulement moi, qui ai vécu sa trahison et qui ai été assassiné par lui avant de retourner dans le passé, connaît cette vérité.

Oeuvre originale de D-Dart
Novel traduit avec l'aide de Myoniyoni Translations, woopread translations et Eden Chrystal.

There was no immediate development of the project because of an agreement between leaders. Specifically, only the expansion of the canal project and the Siberian project were agreed upon while the remaining economic cooperation was only a declarative agreement.
Related officials should clarify what projects Russia wanted to collaborate on.
Since the royal family decided to cooperate with Putin, there was no reason to wait until Russia contacted it first. Waiting for news from Russia and being dragged passively would also hurt Youngho's pride.
So Youngho immediately formed and sent a team of officials to Moscow. It was to materialize the expansion work of the Volga-Don Canal. The Kazakh royal family's involvement in the canal expansion project was exciting news for Russia since its economy was failing. The royal family's swift move was also immediately responded to by Moscow.
The Volga-Don Canal construction had been set at five years and the royal family would be contributing 35 percent of the construction costs.
 
 
"I'm sorry to bother the construction minister who is busy with the royal family's affairs."

"Your Highness, the royal affairs are the work of Kazakhstan. You don't need to be sorry. All people know that the royal family is struggling on behalf of the government. I'm rather grateful that you called me."
 
The minister was the one who received much praise from Youngho for the construction of the refugee camp. The mere fact that Youngho called him to the palace personally would raise his shoulders.
There was a sense of relief on his face. This was because officials in Kazakhstan believed that they could keep their positions only when they were favored by their superiors, rather than working according to their convictions.
It was a sad thing that the Kazakh officials still could not shake off their old beliefs. Officials were supposed to work autonomously with their convictions, but working to please their bosses was not a plausible phenomenon.
 
"It's all thanks to your hard work. Since you're busy, I'll get to the point first. Did you get the area estimate for the canal expansion work that I asked for?"

"I've got the drawings and construction details here. The total cost of the construction is about three billion dollars but what you're going to pay is one billion dollars."
 
The Volga-Don Canal, which connected the Caspian and Black Seas, was completed in 1952 as a canal connecting the Volga and Don Rivers. It became the first water route to carry the grain and resources of Central Asia.
The Volga-Don Canal was 101 kilometers long and had 13 dams, artificial lakes, and rivers.
There were 13 floodgates, and 55 percent of the expansion works dedicated to floodgates or artificial canal ways.
 
 
"Minister, please direct the whole construction portion of the Kazakh side."
 
"Thank you for trusting my ability for this huge work. I'll do my best."

"Please consider this business as Kazakhstan's business, not as royal family's only."
 
"I've involved in our inland canal when I was younger. It's a short experience, but I won't disappoint you."

"That's great. With that experience, I'm sure you are the right person for this job. While you oversee the canal work, you should also get involved in the Siberian development project at the government level. Although the royal family owns the project, it is directly related to the national interests of Kazakhstan."

The construction minister who was entrusted with two major tasks, could not hide his excitement.
The fact that Youngho made him in charge of two Russian projects meant that he was recognized for his skills. People were bound to be loyal to those who recognized their abilities. Given the nature of Youngho who trusted people until the end, he would not have to think about losing his position until the canal project was over.
Youngho had a reason for putting Kazakh officials into the canal project or the Siberian project.
It was to let them gain experience by participating in international projects. There had been numerous large-scale projects in Kazakhstan in the past, but they had never been involved in any cross-country projects. In order for Kazakhstan to step up to the global level, an experience like this was necessary.

*** 

Sergey visited the Arirang royal territory.
When Youngho visited Volgograd, he was absent due to something else, so he rushed to see Youngho for a follow-up.
 
"Brother, it's hard to see you these days. If I had time, I would've stayed in Volgograd for a few more days to see you, but it didn't work out."

"I'm honored to hear that your Highness has wanted to see me."
 
"It's just two of us here. Please feel free to get comfortable. We said we'll be brothers. Are you going back to your words now that I became the Duke?"

"There are only two of us, but it's an official visit. I'm comfortable like this, please don't push me."
 
"Phew! You're so particular. Then I'll have to call in Park Jong-il for vodka. This is so awkward that I can't talk at this point."
 
"Are you kidding now? My heart has shrunk because of this. I heard Putin almost forced you to participate in the project."
 
"I mean, Mr. Yaniv cut to the conclusion without giving you the details again. Would you have forced the Duke of Kazakhstan if you need economic cooperation from him?"
 
"And I also heard that Putin wants to be called Tsar in the future?"

"That's so misleading. Putin said that he dreams of Great Eurasia. If he achieves that he would be like Czar Peter the Great."

"That is the same as Tsar. He can't even resolve the economic difficulties now, but dreaming of taking Asia and the Pacific is insane."
 
 
Sergey, who had a Ph.D. in business administration could never understand Putin's idea of the Great Eurasia which ignored the reality of the nation. He also criticized the president for being delusional, saying that Russia would only be torn apart for his impossible dream.
 
 
"But isn't it a fresh idea? If China's One Belt One Road business is its own business, then Putin's Great Eurasia project is going to encompass Europe and Asia."
 
"I don't think you've been charmed by Putin's magic in that short time, but I don't understand why you're so willingly involving in this project."
 
"This is for Kazakhstan's well-being. If you have a strong dictator who thinks his dream is great, then sympathizing with him is the way to survive. But it's not a losing business for us either."

"After hearing that, I understand a little, but I feel like we're walking on a tightrope. Putin's crazy greed will one day shake the world again."
 
"Seeing you upset like this proves that you love Russia from the bottom of your heart."

"If Russians don't love Russia, who would? Putin may have claimed he had saved Russia, but he is mistaken. Russia would've survived on its own without him. He only delayed democratization for Russians."
 
"As a patriot, you must've felt upset since I said that I'd use Russia to make money."

"Russia will prosper only if many foreign companies invest in Russia. The canal project and the Siberian development project are essential to Russia. The problem is Putin, he will use all the money that's collected for his vain dream."
 
"You don't have to be so upset about something that did not happen. By the way, how much does Mr. Yaniv plan to invest in the canal project?"
 
"I heard that the royal family would invest 35 percent of the whole cost. We will invest about 20 percent."
 
"Mr. Yaniv is also very good at mobilizing cash."
 
"Where on earth did you get such a huge amount of funds?"
 
"I guess you don't believe me since I told you that it's the legacy of the Serbian Kingdom multiple times before."
 
"You want me to believe that much money has been kept by the descendants for hundreds of years?"
 
 
Youngho also knew that his story was ridiculous, but there was no other excuse.
To Sergey, who was well aware of Youngho's businesses and financial ability, the most appropriate reason was to describe it as a legacy.
 
 
"That's how I became the son-in-law of the Serbian Kingdom's heir and founded a dynasty in Kazakhstan."
 
"What a mystery."
 
"Don't be curious about other people's wealth, but please tell me how much Mr. Yaniv can afford to invest, brother."
 
"All right. We've got some to spare."
 
"Well, then. Would you like to buy a shipping company? The Arctic shipping route is about to open, but I think we'll have a synergy effect if we did a joint venture."

"Is that in line with Putin's idea?"

"Of course there's a connection since it's about opening up the Arctic route. But it's our own business anyway."

"Since the Duke wants us to invest, we will have to trust him. Wouldn't the Kazakh royal family take care of us if it goes wrong?"
 
"Hahaha, that's great to hear. Now, let's have some vodka and talk about it in detail."
 
"Let's call Park Jong-il." 

"He comes running at the sound of opening a bottle. I'm sure he's already prepared snacks to drink since he knows that you're coming."
 
"Awesome! Let's drink all night long, it's been a long time."
 
***

Most people in the Kazakh royal family knew Sergey since he had been doing business with Youngho for a long time.
Most of the people who attended the drinking party tonight had a close relationship with him. Kim Chun, who had been supplying products of the Arirang residents, such as carpets, high-end hunting guns, and wolf skin products was also a good friend to Sergey.
As he joined the party, it became boisterous.
 
 
"Mr. Sergey, we're not going to be able to supply wolf skin products this year."
 
"No way, you've received our orders already. What are you talking about, Commissioner?"
 
"Please protest against His Highness. He has made a law that prevents us from hunting too many wolves. We can't catch wolves unless they come down to our residence."

"What? Moderate hunting is directly related to nomadic people's lives. Why did you make such a law?"
 
"He can't stand the pressure of the animal rights groups."
 
"I'm sure the shepherds will soon arise to protest against it."

"That's why I'm going to incite cattle ranchers. This is for our residents who live off from making wolf skin products. If his Highness kicks me out of here for that, would you take me in Volgograd?

"If it's for Commissioner Kim, you'll always be welcomed."
 
The two chatted in a jokingly manner.
Everyone laughed at Kim Chun's exaggerative talk. People were having a great time together since a friend that they knew well was visiting.
Park Jong-il got so excited that he took the microphone and started singing.
Youngho also had fun casually laying down his position as the Duke of Kazakhstan in a long time. The long winter night at the Arirang royal territory was deepening.

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

Jane POV 

"badannya demam eonnie" aduku lalu Haneul eonnie segera menempelkan telapak tangannya di kening Young. 

"tadi perasaan dia baik-baik saja. Duduklah dulu Young biar eonnie buatkan sesuai agar suhu badanmu turun" ucap Haneul eonnie, Young hanya mengangguk dan karna aku takut ada apa-apa dengannya aku memeluk gadis yang sedang ketakutan ini sembari membawanya kesofa. 

"wae? Apa yang kau lihat?" tanyaku lembut tapi dia masih enggan bicara dan masih bersembunyi di dalam dekapanku. 

"kau takut sesuatu?" lanjutku dan dia mengangguk. 

"mianhae (maaf), eonnie tak akan melakukan itu lagi nee, percaya sama eonnie" ucapku sembari menghapus airmatanya dan dia mengangguk. 

"ada apa ini sebenarnya?" tanya Haneul eonnie sembari membawa teh hangat untuk Young. 

"mianhae eonnie, ini semua salahku" ucapku merasa bersalah. 

"wae?" tanya Haneul eonnie penasaran. 

"sebelum pergi Young menceritakanku tentang apa yang ia lihat di tempat ledakan itu karna tak percaya, akupun mengarahkan mobilku kesana. Dia sudah melarangku tapi aku nekat, saat sampai disana aku tak mendapatkan apapun kecuali sesuatu yang bergerak sangat cepat melewati mobil kami. Aku meninggalkan Young di mobil karna aku ingin memeriksanya, setelah itu aku melihat sesuatu melintasi depanku dan tiba-tiba Young berteriak ketakutan saat kuperiksa dia sudah meringkuk dan suhu badannya sudah sangat panas" jelasku sangat panjang lalu Haneul eonnie mendekat Young dan mengambilnya dari pelukanku. 

"Youngie melihat apa hmm? Ceritakan pada eonnie" ucapnya lembut. 

"hiks aku hiks aku tak tau hiks... Di.. Dia seperti hiks makhluk yang hiks memanggilku hiks si... Siang tadi" akhirnya Young membuka suara. 

"hiks aku takut hiks eonnie" tangisnya, disini aku sangat merasa salah. Eonnie macam apa aku ini yang tega membuat adiknya sangat trauma akan suatu hal. 

"jangan takut kami ada disini. Kami akan jaga Youngie sebaik mungkin" ucap Haneul eonnie dan Young kembali tersenyum tipis. 

"Youngie... Mianhae, eonnie tak seharusnya melakukan itu... Eonnie salah, eonnie minta maaf" ucapku penuh penyesalan dan dia tersenyum sembari memelukku. 

"gwenchannayo eonnie hiks aku memaafkanmu" ucapnya sembari dengan nafas yang sedikit sesak. 

Jane POV end


Keesokan harinya semua berjalan biasanya kecuali Park Young-il yang masih belum bisa beraktivitas normal karna suhu badannya masih lumayan tinggi dan Jane kini bertugas untuk menjaga Young sedangkan Haneul tetap berangkat ke perusahaannya.

"eonnie pergi dulu ya, nanti kau mau eonnie bawakan sesuatu?" tanya Haneul pada Young. 

"cepatlah pulang itu yang kumau" ucap Young manja. 

"hahaha baiklah eonnie akan segera pulang. Ruby-ah eonnie berangkat dulu" pamit Haneul dengan suara lumayan kencang pada Jane karna ia sedang di kamar mandi. 

"nee eonnie hati-hati" balas Jane dengan suara yang tak kalah kencang. 

"annyeong Youngie" ucap Haneul sembari mencium kening Young. 

"annyeong eonnie" balas Young lalu Haneul keluar rumah bak hotelnya. 

Haneul menutup pintu rumah itu dari luar dan ia melihat seorang gadis imut dan lucu yang sedang mengawasinya. Haneulpun ikut mengawasi gadis itu karna sebelumnya ia tak pernah ada di daerahnya. 

"annyeonghaseyo... Ada apa? Kau mencari seseorang?" tanya Haneul ramah dan gadis itu mengangguk. 

"kau mencari siapa?" tanya Haneul lembut. 

"Park Young-il" ucapnya dengan raut muka dingin tanpa memandang Haneul dan hanya fokus pada rumah itu. 

"kau temannya?" tanya Haneul dan dia kembali mengangguk. 

"RUBY-AH" panggil Haneul dengan teriakan, Jane pun segera keluar. 

"wae eonnie? Kenapa kau berteriak seperti itu" jawab Jane. 

"ajak teman Young masuk, eonnie berangkat dulu" pamit Haneul. 

"teman mana?" tanya Jane bingung, Haneul pun melihat tepat gadis tadi berdiri tapi dia menghilang. 

"hah? D... Dia tadi ada Jen" ucap Haneul lebih bingung. 

"kau ketularan penyakit halu Young-il kah?" tanya Jane ikut bingung. 

"ya Tuhan Rubyjane... Eonnie serius dia ada disini tadi" ucap Haneul kesal. 

"AAAAAAA" teriak Young dari dalam rumah. 

"Park Young-il?" mendengar teriakan tadi, Jisoo dan Jane pun segera berlari masuk ke rumah lalu melihat adik mereka bersama gadis yang berada di luar tadi. 

"kau? Ka... Kapan kau masuk?" tanya Haneul heran dengan nada lumayan tinggi dan Jane segera memeluk Young yang sedang ketakutan. 

"jawab aku kapan kau masuk? Lancang kau ya" ucap Haneul menaikkan nada bicaranya tapi gadis misterius itu seakan ketakutan dengan Haneul dan dia duduk sembari memeluk lututnya serta menutup mata. 

"di... Dia siapa eonnie?" tanya Young masih dengan wajah ketakutannya. 

"kau tak mengenalnya?" tanya Haneul dan Young menggeleng. 

"dia tadi mencarimu Youngie, bagaimana bisa kau tak mengenalnya?" tanya Haneul bingung. 

"dia yang kau ajak bicara tadi eonnie?" tanya Jane. 

"nee dan eonnie bingung bagaimana cara ia masuk secepat itu" ucap Haneul. 

"Young? Park Young-il?" kata gadis dengan imut lalu segera memeluk Young. 

"Park Young-il" panggilnya. 

"AAAA EONNIE... LEPASKAN DIA HIKS EONNIE HIKS AKU TAKUT" teriak Young sembari berusaha melepaskan pelukan gadis itu dan dibantu kedua eonnienya namun gagal. 

"hey dengar aku... Dari mana asalmu? Dan bagaimana kau bisa mengenal adikku?" tanya Haneul mengintrogasi, gadis itupun melepaskan pelukan Young dan diam sembari melihat kearah Haneul. 

"kami bertanya padamu apa kau tak mendengar kami?" tanya Jane dan gadis itu masih diam. 


'dia sangat lucu tapi siapa anak ini? Aku tak pernah melihat anak ini sebelumnya. Kasihan dia, dia ketakutan karna kubentak tadi' batin Haneul lalu Haneul memegang pundak gadis itu. 

"namaku Kim Haneul mereka adikku Rubyjane Kim dan Park Young-il. Kau siapa?" ucap Haneul lembut memperkenalkan diri dan adiknya, gadis itu masih terdiam. 

"k... Kau tak pu.. Punya nama?" tanya Young memberanikan diri. 

"apa kau bisa bicara?" tanya Jane dan gadis itu mengangguk lalu memeluk Jane. 

"hey apa-apaan ini? Aku hanya bertanya kenapa kau memelukku?" Jane protes tapi gadis itu tetap memeluknya. 

"dia sepertinya menyukaimu Jane" ucap Haneul sembari tersenyum. 

"hahaha nee eonnie" ucap Young setuju dan rasa takutnya hilang. 

"Lili..... Kang Lili" ucap gadis itu dengan sangat imut. 

"jadi namamu Lili?" tanya Haneul dan Lisa mengangguk. 

"annyeong Lili-ya, mianhae aku tadi berteriak ternyata kau lucu juga" ucap Young lalu Lili berpindah untuk memeluk Young kembali. 

"lalu dari mana asalmu? Apakah kau berpisah dari orangtuamu?" tanya Jane dan Lili mengangguk. 

"dimana rumahmu?" tanya Haneul dan Lili kini menggeleng. 

"yak eonnie... Bagaimana ini? Kita bisa dibilang menculik anak jika dia disini terus" ucap Jane. 

"tapi kita juga tak mungkin untuk membiarkan dia pergi eonnie. Kasihan dia, bagaimana jika nanti ada seseorang yang berniat buruk padanya" protes Young dan Haneul berfikir sejenak. 

"ada benarnya juga yang dibicarakan Young Jane, lagi pula eonnie yakin dia tak akan berbuat buruk disini. Biarkan dia disini dulu, nanti kita akan bantu dia cari orangtuanya" ucap Haneul. 

"yesss... Lili kau akan disini" ucap Young penuh kemenangan dan Jane hanya pasrah dengan keputusan eonnie tertuanya. 

"yasudah eonnie berangkat ya sudah terlambat ini, kalian baik-baik di rumah" pamit Haneul lalu ia kembali pergi dan meninggalkan adiknya serta gadis misterius itu. 


Beberapa jam berlalu kini sang surya sudah berada dibarat dan akan segera terbenam. Haneul melangkahkan kaki keluar perusahaan untuk pergi ke tempat parkir dan pulang. Tapi tepat disebelah kanan mobilnya terdapat seorang gadis yang tersenyum kearahnya. 

"Lili-ya? Kau sama siapa kemari? Dan bagaimana kau tau tempat ini?" tanya Haneul heran saat melihat Lililah yang ada disana.

"hey Lili jawab aku kau sendirian?" tanya Haneul ulang dan Lili mengangguk. 

"eonnie" panggil Lili dan Haneul mematung saat Lili menganggilnya dengan sebutan itu. 

"a... Apa? Eonnie?" tanya Haneul terkejut dan Lili mengangguk. 

"e... Baiklah baiklah kajja kita pulang" ajak Haneul lalu keduanya pulang bersama dengan mobil Haneul. Baru saja Haneul akan menyalakan mobilnya tapi Lili menahan tangan Haneul. 

"wae?" tanya Haneul terkejut. 

"biar Lili" ucap Lili memegang tangan Haneul untuk pertama kalinya. Haneul yang bingung hanya memperhatikan apa yang Lili lakukan.

"siap?" tanya Lili. 

"apanya?" tanya Haneul



Wuzzzzzzzz


Seketika mobil itu bergerak dengan kecepatan tinggi namun tak menabrak apapun.

"yak Llliiilllllliiii-yyyaaaa ber... Henti..." ucap Haneul sembari berusaha menghentikan mobil itu tapi gagal. 

"LLLLIIIILLLLII-YYYYYAAAA" teriak Haneul saat angin masuk ke dalam mulutnya tapi Lili hanya diam dan tertawa. Hingga akhirnya mereka sampai di rumah mewah Haneul dalam hitungan 1 menit dan mobil itu berhenti secara otomatis. 

"hahaha kau suka?" tawa Lili girang. 

"apa yang kau lakukan seperti itu? Kau bisa mencelakakan orang lain jika cara berkendaramu seperti itu" marah Haneul sembari memegang kepalanya yang terasa pusing. 

"aku tak mengendalikannya, aku tak tau bagaimana caranya? Bahkan kau yang membawanya bukan" bantah Lisa membuat Haneul semakin marah. 

"ah... Pikirlah sendiri pusing aku karnamu" ucap Haneul kesal lalu meninggalkan Lili sendirian. 

Ting tong ting tong

"Haneul eonnie? K.. Kau sudah pulang?" tanya Jane gugup. 


"hmm nee wae? Ada apa denganmu?" tanya Haneul sembari duduk dan memijat kepalanya. 

"e.. Gwenchannayo eonnie?" tanya Jane khawatir. 

"gwenchanna eonnie hanya pusing saja. Dimana Young?" tanya Haneul dingin dan seketika Jane kembali gugup. 

"e.. Youngie... E... Se... Sedang mencari Lili" jawab Jane. 

"Lili? Dia kan ta...."

"eonnie hiks mianhae Lili... Lili hilang eonnie hiks... Tadi Young cuma ngajak dia main tapi Young sekarang tak tau dia dimana" tangis Young memotong pembicaraan Haneul. 

"aigo kalian bingung karnanya?" tanya Haneul dan diangguki oleh Young dan Jane. 

"aigo.... Kang Lili.... Lili" panggil Jisoo lumayan keras. 

"nee eonnie" jawab Lili yang mendadak muncul dari belakang sofa yang ditempati Haneul otomatis membuat semua terkejut terutama Jane. 

"aigo.... Kenapa kau tiba-tiba muncul Kang Lili " ucap Jane terkejut sembari memegang dadanya. 

"Lili? Kau dari mana?" tanya Young yang segera memeluk Lili. 

"dia menjemput eonnie tadi dan asal kalian tau dia mengendarai mobil eonnie dengan kecepatan penuh" adu Haneul dan Lili hanya tersenyum polos seolah tak salah apapun. 

"kau tak boleh seperti itu Lili, kau bisa membahayakan orang lain ataupun Haneul eonnie" nasihat Jane. 

"nee Lili tak akan melakukan hal itu lagi" ucap Lili merasa bersalah. 

"bagaimana Lili tau alamat perusahaan eonnie?" tanya Young. 

"molla (tak tau), eonnie sudah tanya padanya tapi dia tak mengaku" ucap Haneul. 

***

Sejak keberadaan Lili disana mereka banyak menemukan beberapa peristiwa aneh yang tidak bisa diwajari oleh otak normal manusia. Tingkah laku Lili yang seperti baru mengenal dunia pun membuat ketiganya bingung. Saat ini mereka tengah bersiap untuk menuju tempat yang Lili mau untuk bertemu keluarganya. Haneul terus melajukan mobilnya menuju tempat yang Lili mau dengan bimbingan dari Lili tentunya. 

"Lice untuk apa kita kemari? Bukankah ini tempat ledakan itu?" tanya Young dan diangguki oleh Lili. 

"Lice?" tanya Jane bingung. 

"nee eonnie aku lebih suka memanggilnya seperti itu" jelas Young saat eonnienya bingung dengan panggilan barunya untuk Lili. 

"bukankah Lili bilang akan bertemu keluarga Lili?" tanya Haneul dan Lili kembali mengangguk sembari menarik tangan Jane untuk keluar pintu. Lili berusaha membuka pintu mobil tapi itu selalu gagal. 

"gini cara bukanya Lili-ya" tuntun Jane membukakan pintu dan Lili segera membawa Jane menuju ke tengah lubang ledakan itu. 

"eonnie kenapa dia loncat-loncat sembari melambai disana?" tanya Young tapi Haneul menggeleng, mereka sedang melihat tingkah laku aneh Lili yang kesekian kalinya serta melihat Jane yang datang mendekat pada mereka. 

"wae?" tanya Haneul saat melihat Jane memperhatikan tangannya. 

"tangannya berbeda eonnie... Sangat halus tak seperti kita semua dia.... Dia seperti tak memiliki sidik jari sedikitpun" ucap Jane bingung. 

"ah eonnie tak mungkin ada manusia yang tak punya sidik jari" ucap Young, Haneul hanya memikirkan sesuatu sembari terus fokus kearah Lili yang terus melompat dan melambaikan tangan ke langit. 

"APPA... EOMMA.." teriak Lili tiba-tiba. 

"ha?" haruyoung (Haneul, Rubyjane, Young-il) terkejut. 

"EOMMA... APPA" teriak Lili sekali lagi. 


'apa mungkin Lili bukan manusia biasa? Karna wajah Lili tak seperti orang Korea, tangan tak punya sidik jari, tingkah lakunya benar-benar aneh, tempat ini juga sangat misterius. Apakah Lili bukan makhluk bumi? Lalu makhluk mana dia? Apakah memang makhluk luar angkasa itu ada? Yak.... Kenapa aku jadi berfikir seperti Young'  batin Haneul. 

"eonnie apa mungkin dia bukan manusia?" tanya Young tiba-tiba membuat Haneul terkejut. 

"jangan bicara seperti itu. Dia manusia Park Young-il, dia sama seperti kita tapi mungkin dia punya kelebihan saja yang membuatnya bisa melihat apa yang tak kita lihat" ucap Haneul tetap berfikir positif. 

"jangan berfikir macam-macam Park Young-il" timpal Jane. 

"eonnie tapi lihatlah dia... Dia selalu bertingkah laku konyol. Apa yang bisa dilakukan manusia sejak dini dia tak bisa melakukannya" ucap Young. 

'ada benarnya ucapan Young, lalu siapa dia sebenarnya?'  batin Haneul bertanya-tanya. 

"ah mungkin dia tinggal di desa Young-ah, jadi dia tak pernah melihat barang-barang secanggih ini" ucap Jane. 

"wajah secantik itu meragukan kalau dia orang pedalaman eonnie, lagi pula sejauh apa tempat tinggalnya dari kota? Ini Korea eonnie negara yang sangat maju tak mungkin ada tempat yang sangat ketinggalan zaman" ucap Young. 


"eonnie... Kajja kita pulang" ucap Lili yang sudah ada dalam mobil. 

"ba... Bagaimana dia masuk? Pintunya eonnie kunci" ucap Haneul ternganga. 

"nahkan ada hal aneh lagi. Fix, aku yakin dia bukan manusia biasa eonnie" lanjut Young. 

"mungkin kau tak menguncinya eonnie" ucap Jane sembari ia pergi masuk mobil dan hasilnya pintu itu terkunci.. 


'dikunci? Lalu bagaimana cara ia masuk?'  batin Jane ikut bingung. 


"sudah-sudah lain waktu kita tanyakan padanya" ucap Haneul yang sebenarnya dirinya merinding dan dia pun membuka kunci mobilnya dan melajukannya ke rumah. 

Setibanya mereka di rumah Haneul segera menyiapkan makanan untuk adik-adiknya dan dibantu Jane seperti biasa. Nasi goreng kimchi serta sushi sudah tersedia di meja makan dan siap di makan. 

"kajja kita makan" ajak Jane saat memanggil Lili dan Young. 

"makan?" Lili bingung dan Jane mengangguk. 

"Young.. Apa itu makan?" tanya Lilk dengan polosnya dan dijawab tawa oleh Young. 

"hahaha sudah kajja kita makan nanti kau akan tau" ucap Jane dan menggandeng kedua adiknya. 


'tangan Young dan Lili sangat berbeda, semulus apapun tangan manusia, ia tetap akan punya rasa kasar sedikit karna adanya sidik jari. Tapi Lili tak ada sedikitpun rasa kasar'  batin Jane lalu ia memperhatikan telapak tangan Lili dengan seksama. Lilk tak merasa aneh karna ia tak mengerti apa yang sedang Jane lakukan padanya. 

'tak ada? Tak ada sedikitpun? Bagaimana bisa?'  batin Jane yang terus berjalan.



Bersambung....

January 12th, 2021, 23:00, an old building in the suburb of Washington D.C, U.S.A 

The USSC council members were holding a meeting this morning to discuss last night's negotiations with Prime Minister Abe. 

On the surface, the meeting was about the approval of the sale of weaponry, but in reality, it was about 'America's support of the war by proxy of Japan.'

The rest of the world may not be fully aware, but it was safe to say that most of the wars that occurred within East Asia happened through the intervention of the USSC. The organization held a lot of power and influence in the region. Its strength mainly derived came from its financial assets. The organization used its money to maintain its power, and capitalized it to make even more money. The cycle continued endlessly, and while the organization remained hidden in the shadows. 

However, as time passed, the perfectly planned events that the USSC had laid out suddenly began to go awry. It started with Kim Young-chul's failed assassination attempt. Then, the failing East Asian policies that they had set was temporarily stabilized through Japan. The USSC had attempted to use the sudden outbreak of the Korean-Chinese war as a way to increase their influence within Korea, but the nation's unexpected victory had caused their plans to slip once again. 

Now Corea had become a powerful nation that could stand up against both Russia and Japan. This situation called for an economic and military intervention on their part. As such, Prime Minister Abe's offer had come to them at the right time. 

Loaning military weapons to Japan and starting a vicarious war was the topic of today's discussion. The USSC was given a prime opportunity that would allow them to intervene within East Asia while profiting from the war. Additionally, there would be no concern about the leaking of their military technology. 

"Thank you for all your input."

The two-hour-long meeting was coming to an end.

"We will now officially approve the lending of weapons to Japan."

Victoria looked at the 12 black-masked council members sitting around her and commenced with the final votes. 

"Those in favor of weapons loaning to Japan, please raise your hand."

Many of the men in black masks raised their hands. The number of men in favor was counted, and the results were announced. 

"By nine votes in favor, the loan has been approved. Mr. Mars!"

"Yes, Chairman Victoria."

"Please delegate the approval to President Trump and the leaders of both parties."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Now! The next item on the docket is the vicarious war against Corea through Japan. All in favor, please raise your hand."

Just as before, the black-masked figures raised their hands, with six who voted in favor. As such, the voted were tied at six to six. Chairman Victoria raised her hand, making a majority that voted in favor of the vicarious war.

"The vote is seven for. This is truly an important event, so please have each council member conduct their roles silently and swiftly."

Now that both items have been approved, Japan was able to have a full-on war against Corea, with the support of the American military. 

* * *

January 13th, 2021, 10:00, NIS Foreign Intelligence office meeting room, Kangnam-ku, Seoul


Since the nation was in the midst of a war, the NIS was busy collecting every minute detail and intelligence about Russia and Japan. When they uncovered the news about Prime Minister Abe's unofficial visit to America, the Foreign Intelligence Unit 2's 1st team was deployed to America as well. 

The team was on a mission to find out about Prime Minister Abe's goals for visiting America, the contents of the summit between President Trump and Prime Minister Abe, and who else the Prime Minister would meet during his time there. When the agents from the Foreign Intelligence Unit returned after completing their mission, they organized all of their data and was about to report their findings to Director Yoon Ho-il. 

On the meeting room table was a document detailing the contents of President Trump and Prime Minister Abe's conversation, along with a USB that contained videos of the meeting.

The NIS agents had succeeded in the nearly impossible task of breaking through the American security. Thanks to their special equipment, the agents managed to wire-tap the conversation. However, manager Kang Gi-won from Unit 2, who was writing up the report, did not seem pleased. 

"We tailed Prime Minister Abe and collected information on his whereabouts for two days and three nights. But yet, we couldn't determine his location for three hours during the last night of his stay, sir."

"Three hours... So we have no idea where Abe was for three hours? And we don't know who he met up with?"

"Yes, sir, precisely."

"My my! How could you have lost him despite being able to break through the White House's tight-knit security?"

Director Yoon Ho-il shook his head since he could not understand the situation.

"The thing is, sir. After 8 p.m, we tailed Prime Minister Abe as he left his hotel. But it turned out to be a fake lead to get us off his tail."

"Are you saying a simple trick fooled you?"

"I am sorry, sir. We are still trying to figure out where we slipped up."

"All right, well… I suppose there's nothing we can do now. Anyhow, we have the contents of the conversation between Abe and Trump, don't we? That's enough. Great work, Manager Kang!"

Director Yoon Ho-il seemed pleased with the data the foreign intelligence department had brought him, and spoke with a bright expression. 

"It wasn't me, sir. I can only give credit to our skilled agents on the field for accomplishing our mission so easily. The wire-tapping was all Assistant Manager Park Gi-oong's work."

"Oh, is that so? Manager Park, you've always been so skilled!"

Assistant Manager Park Gi-oong was the same man who had brought Kim Soon-hee safely back from China with team leader Ji Dong-chul. After completing his mission, he took a month-long break in China. Upon his return, he was promoted to Assistant Manager and transferred to the Foreign Intelligence Department Team 2, where he had continued with his activities. 

The reason Park Gi-oong was on a month-long sabbatical after recovering from his injury was to find the Chinese men that had taken Kim Un-hee's money and sold her off to human traffickers. He had searched every corner of Shim-cheon province for the past 10 days, and finally found the bastard at a mahjong table. Park Gi-oong recovered 600,000 yuan from the 1 million that was stolen. He then broke the guilty men's arms and legs before returning to Corea and giving the money back to Kim Un-hee. 

Park Gi-oong went to such great lengths because he wanted to fulfill the final wish of Team Leader Ji Dong-chul , who had fallen in the war. Ji Dong-chul had heard about Kim Un-hee's predicament, and he talked about wanting to return the money that was stolen from her. Those words rang in Park Gi-oong's head while he was recovering from his injuries, and he decided to follow through. 

"No, sir! All I did was carry out Manager Jeon's orders."

"Ha ha ha! Is that so? Are you and Ms.Kim Un-hee getting along well?"

Manager Kang Gi-won abruptly brought up Kim Un-hee's name, even in the presence of the Director. 

"Assistant Manager Park, are you and Ms. Kim dating?"

Director Yoon Ho-Il's interest in Manager Park's personal life was a surprise. Assistant Manager Park Gi-oong waved his hands and answered:

"What? That's not how it is, sir!"

"What do you mean that's now how it is? Everyone in the office knows, Mr. Park!"

The other agents sitting beside Assistant Manager Park Gi-oong playfully elbowed his ribs. He smiled and answered:

"Really, sir. I've only met her a few times, and it's always regarding business."

"What kind of official business does it take for you to meet Ms.Kim Soon-hee in person? Come up with a better excuse next time. Ha ha ha!"

"Young men and women have the right to see each other. That's great. Ha ha ha."

Although they were not a couple, Director Yoon Ho-il seemed to believe that the gossip was the truth. Park Gi-oong gave up trying to convince him otherwise and simply shook his head.

"Anyway, I'm going to head back to report our findings to the secretary. So everyone can go on a break until tomorrow. Assistant Manager Park, you should go visit your girlfriend."

"Sir!"


* * *


January 14th, 2021, 14:30, National Emergency Center cabinet meeting, Blue House, Jongro-ku, Seoul

At the National Emergency Center, the first cabinet meeting since the war with China was over, was being held. In attendance was Vice President Kim Yeo-jeong, Governor of the Northern state Kim Young-chul, as well as 18 ministers and vice ministers from each ministry. The meeting was a large scale one, with 60 people attending in total. 

"We will now begin the security council meeting for the new year."

Under Prime Minister Lee Young-ho's lead, the council meeting began. The first item on the docket was the ongoing war against Russia and Japan.

"As you all know, Corea is now a unified nation. We need to discuss the project to expedite the recovery of the Northern state. We also need to set the policies to manage the Western state and the three Manchurian states. However, our nation is at war with Russia and Japan."

The Prime Minister took a moment to catch his breath. He took a quick glance at the 60 high ranking politicians listening intently to him, and continued with his council meeting topics. 

"We will begin the council meeting by discussing the topic of the war with Russia and Japan as the first item."

Considering Corea's current state of affairs, this was the heaviest and most important topic. Since this was directly related to national security, Minister of National Defense Kang Hyun-soo started off. 

"I am in the position to protect our nation's security and to keep the peace. As of right now, Russia is using its 'Russian-Chinese territory transfer agreement' as a basis to claim the three Manchurian states as its own. It's making military movements into the territory. At the same time, Japan has had two major naval battles against our nation and is now importing numerous American weaponry to bolster their forces."

Minister Kang Hyun-soo spoke in a calm and disciplined tone. 

"Corea has won the war against the G2 nation, China. The world is now looking at our nation with a different point of view. Therefore, we must make a firm stance, both against Russia claiming territorial rights under a treaty that is now null, and to Japan that is still under its imperial delusions while not admitting to its past wrongs in history. I believe we must use this opportunity to punish Japan, a country that is still making attempts to invade other nations."

As the Minister of National Defense, this statement was quite a bold and risky one. Minister of Labor Joo Il-tae spoke into this microphone to make his retort. 

"Minister Kang, Corea has just ended the war against China. We are only 13 days into the reunification that our people have longed for years. Engaging in another war, instead of making peace treaties, will not be helpful to our nation's future. Especially in the state that we're in. 

"I agree with Minister Joo as well."

Minister of Industry Kim Hyung-soo spoke up in favor immediately as the Minster of Labor finished speaking. 

"Our nation's economy has been growing at a record pace and has been growing every day. But ever since the war, our three-year-long economic growth has been heading to a recession. More importantly, no matter how many high-quality products we produce, it will be useless if our export routes are blocked off. Our nation is not like China, where the domestic market can meet the supply alone. Continuing the war will affect the profits of our companies and corporations even further."

The ministers of labor and industry were both responsible for Corea's economy. It was understandable that they were against the war as they did not want it to affect the nation's economic growth. 

"Are you suggesting we simply hand over the ancestral lands? The lands that we have finally reclaimed after 1,400 years?"

The Minister of Land and Infrastructure responded sarcastically. 
 
"I am not saying that we simply hand over the ancestral lands. I am suggesting that we handle the situation in a manner that's as peaceful as possible."

"And how are we supposed to handle things peacefully? If you have the solution, please share it with the council."

Minister Go Jin-seon was not backing down. 

"Well… I suppose we must think of a solution."

Minister Kim Hyun-soo coughed a few times awkwardly and moved away from the microphone. He could not come up with an elegant solution. 

"Before our first battle with Russia, we had attempted to resolve this peacefully through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. However, the Russian government still made the same claims it had made before. Don't we all know by now? President Putin is a warlike brute."

When the Minister of National Defense made this statement, Minister Lim Tae-yeon of the Ministry of Next-Generation Technology responded. 

"Russia holds the most nuclear weapons in the world. Just looking at nuclear missiles alone, it holds 4,650 operable nuclear warheads and 12,000 operable launch rockets. Is it a good idea to go into a head-on war with this nation?"

"Why shouldn't we?"

Vice-Minister of National Defence Nam Won-il, the former army commander of the previous North Korea's People's Liberation, spoke loudly in a confident tone. His voice rang clearly throughout the room.

"Did China not have nuclear weapons too? They may not have had as many as Russia, but China had more than enough to destroy our nation. Why should we be afraid this time?"

This sudden statement from Vice-Minister Nam Won-il left the room in silence. Normally, the vice-ministers would just listen quietly, speaking up to answer only when given a chance to talk. Nam Won-il, however, spoke up confidently, living up to his reputation as the former army commander of the People's Liberation Army.

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