Chapter 92 – Increasing Attention (2)

“Chairman, we have brought guests.”

“Let it in.”

Hovel, who had emptied half a bottle of liquor by himself before he knew it, looked out the window and said harshly, as if he didn’t want to see the face of the customer he was drinking.

One of the two men Gahan had brought with him joined his hands and opened his mouth.

“Haha! It’s an honor to see the president of Massacre…”

“Stop talking bullshit and get to the point.”

“Ah, so you do. Before that, first pray to the Father Creator…”

“I should have told you not to bullshit?”

Hobel kept his head still out the window and turned his eyes to his opponent.

“It’s not that I don’t believe in the existence of a Creator, but that doesn’t mean that what you guys believe in is a Creator.”

“It looks like you came here when I wasn’t feeling well…?”

A man in a black habit, with his neatly cut hair and thin, incomprehensible eyes, scratched his head as if in trouble.

“Isn’t there a pattern?”

“Because people are not yet ready to accept the truth. Haha!”

“The truth… The truth…”

Hobel laughed as if he had heard something funny.

“Things that are insensitive with their own logic and reason are called pseudoscience. Pseudo.”

“Haha… That… Can you please stop doing that?”

Any contempt was passed over, but the man who couldn’t answer that comment laughed awkwardly.

“Okay, let’s sit down and talk. No before that.”

Hobel, ignoring the man in the habit, extended his finger at the other, who had pulled over his cloak and said nothing.

“Your fellow, take off that overcoat. Before I open it myself with your head.”

“…”

Silently at Hobel’s threat, she took off her cloak, and her bloated physique and height shrank in an instant, revealing an expressionless woman with blonde hair and pointed ears.

“Tsk… As expected, your blackout curtains are very unpleasant. I thought she was a man, but was she a woman? And the elf, no, the high elf, heh heh… It’s absurd.”

It was the first time Hovel had ever seen a villain among the high elves who claimed to be noble, not half-elves or elves, so he pointed his hand at the sofa across from him with an absurd smile.

“But since you’re here as a guest, you have to treat yourself as a guest. Go and sit down.”

“Thank you for the hospitality. President.”
“…”

The two of them sat at a distance from each other, but Hobel said nothing, filled his glass, crossed his legs, looked down and touched his chin.

‘What and how much do these guys know?’

Recalling the time when he heard Gahan’s words, these guys came to find him, not him himself.

‘Is it really a coincidence that I’ve come to this point right now?’

I had some guesses about what they had come for, but there was something that took time.

‘I can accept what they know about Raman. They do that much, but is it really lucky that Raman came soon after he died?’

Hobel and Gahan also noticed the disappearance of the sentence engraved on Raman’s heart only a while ago. Of course, the existence of the crest is a secret that has not been left even in records. However, the fact that the two came to visit him as if they knew made Hobel’s head complicated.

‘I guess we should talk first.’

After Hobel thought he would dig up information from their words, he raised his head.

“So who are you?”

“My name is Parunanke, a first-class interrogator of the heretic interrogation unit ‘Horundal’, directly under Saint Afran of the Black Seons.”

“…I thought it smelled like rotten blood, so you were an interrogator?”

“Haha! I am ready to fall into filth in teaching fools who worship abstraction.”

Hobel was able to learn a lot from the introduction of the interrogator Farunanke.

‘The most vicious hound among the black saints has arrived.’

The Heretic Questioner is an armed force that is within the top five even among the black saints. They are fanatics who hate and hate the Holy Alliance more than anyone else and focus on killing and torturing them.

‘In other words, this generation is proof that saints are outpacing saints.’

Horundal, who attacks the Holy Union ahead of anyone else among the five armed forces of the black saints, is the unit that the two factions want to put at the bottom. In fact, Horundal, like that Joker, has dominated the status of faction for a long time since the past.

‘Recently, he said he’s been a bit quiet, so it seems the moderate Genesis faction is dominant.’

Of course, moderate is a word that is meant by the standards of the worst villain organization, so you shouldn’t be mistaken. The only difference is where you focus. After all, what they want is to make the world run according to the taste of their own creator, the Pope.

“Then who are you?”

“…I’m Aranya, a member of one of the Six Stars of the Darkness… And a member of the Yggdrasil hard fighter faction…”

“Hoo? Do you realize how dangerous that statement is?”

When the person in Yggdrasil, one of the 13 seats on the committee, openly said that he had joined hands with the villain, Hobel expressed interest.

“…I know that the Demon Lord Hovel Goldion is a man who never loses. I judged that such a person would not have been convinced by the introduction that he was only a member of the Horror.”

“Funny…Funny.. Haha!”

Parunanke, who turned around and revealed the internal circumstances by saying that she was a direct subordinate of the saintess, and Aranya, who expressed that she was Yggdrasil and at the same time a member of the Horror, showed weaknesses that did not need to be revealed.

‘It’s obvious. I guess you shouldn’t ask me about finding out about Rahman’s death.’

“Whose judgment is that introduction? Is it you or above?”

“…I’m just doing my job.”

“Haha! Neither do I.”

“Okay? Good night.”

In the end, this decision means that it is the judgment of the upper line. Hovel waved his hand into the air, deciding that he couldn’t neglect the two who had announced their intention to cooperate.

Then, two streams of golden liquid flowed from the bottle, which flew from the automatically opened shelf into two glasses, which were placed quietly in front of the two of them.

“It is not easy to treat even the most valuable guests.”

Farunanke and Aranya turned their heads and drank strong liquor at once, thinking that they were indeed legendary mercenaries due to the exquisite and delicate magic manipulation that was difficult to notice with their own skills.

“Keugh…”
“Whoa…That’s a good drink…”

Haha! You drink well.”

Hobel laughed heartily at the two, who were frowning at the intense incense that burned their insides, and rested their chins on each other.

“Now then, let’s really listen. What do you guys plan to do with that place on Earth?”

“First of all… Let’s say it based on the judgment that everyone here knows that there was a successor to Berenduke on Earth.”

“I see.”
“Yes.”

Masacre, the Black Saints, and the Scarlet Star had something in common that they had received Kai’an’s request and suffered damage on Earth, so Hobel and Aranya nodded at Farunanke’s words.

“Chairman, do you know what happened to Arbella…The Berenduke that the monster destroyed?”

“…The collaterals who helped the main family to perish are alive and establishing their own powers, and the rest…”

“Yes, some who worship the original family joined the Liberation Army because they hated the committee and collaterals who turned away from Berenduk.”

“The Liberation Army…”

Liberation Army. Although they seem like the people who are awake and fighting against vested interests just hearing words of resistance to the committee’s unified discipline.

“Their anarchist ideology is nothing more than a crazy, anachronistic madness that calls for a return to the struggle, the fixed essence of the central world.”

In the end, the reality is a group of villains who want to destroy the committee. They were a group of mentally ill people who did not hesitate to engage in indiscriminate terror for their own cause.

That’s why Hobel, who doesn’t get a job, also rejected the request of the Liberation Army.

“I can’t underestimate it, though.”

“Yes, because they are counted among the top 5 villain groups like us.”

“But why are you mentioning them here?”

“As you know, President, there are disciples of Dragonia’s White clan on Earth. Considering the meaning they give to disciples, their existence cannot be left out in promoting the earth.”

“…I don’t understand the flow of words.”

Hobel expressed displeasure at Farunanke, who was talking about something obvious and unrelated, but he continued with a calm expression.

“If only. What would you do, Chairman, if we could split the White clan and force the Liberation Army to riot on Earth before we can deploy our troops?”

“Hmm…”

The relationship between Berenduke’s followers who permeated the Liberation Army, Berenduke’s successor Kaian, Dragonia and Yggdrasil. At Farunanke’s words, they began to assemble a puzzle here and there in Hobel’s head. And when he came to a conclusion, he shook his head.

“I know what you are painting. Obviously not bad But there is no definitive piece. You can’t do that.”

If you can’t wedge into the flow, how can you skew the flow?

“What if it were?”
“What?”

Hobel frowned as Farunanke smiled softly and turned her eyes to Aranya, who sat beside her.

“There’s something you haven’t told me. Speak properly If you don’t want to end your life here with that rudeness.”

“Haha…Sorry. Before I tell you, I think the order is necessary. Please forgive me if I was rude.”

Farunanke broke into a cold sweat and bowed his head to apologize.

“Then Miss Aranya, please explain…”

“…It is.”

As Araña turned her head and then lifted her head, Hobel could see a crescent moon-like tattoo on the thin nape of her neck. And, as far as he knew, there was only one family with a symbol like that.

“Garund?”

It was the symbol of the Garund family, one of the great families representing Yggdrasil’s strong fighter faction.

“Yes, even though he is an illegitimate child, not a descendant.”

“I see…Were you a blacksmith?”

“…Yes.”

For the High Elves, who valued pure blood, an illegitimate child could not be completely ignored, so they were inferior to others. And it was not a strange sight to Hobel to see such people shouldering filth for a family that should always be great.

“I can roughly understand what the master piece you are talking about is. Is it Powell?”

“You are great too. That’s all you know at once…”

Kang Ki-gong Powell. If the Garund family were the best martial arts stolen by Berenduke in the past and Arbella could not retrieve them, the remnants of Berenduke in the Liberation Army and the hardline fighters in Yggdrasil could give the Earth a reason to intervene.

“But that is not enough to stop Dragonia from intervening. Wouldn’t it be nice to intervene more deeply?”

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

Then Aranya, who had only listened quietly until now except for her necessary words, opened her mouth.

“Do you know a traitor to the White clan?”

“Meldea? You know, isn’t she quite famous? The disgrace of Dragonia, who was a dragon race that values ​​family love so much, but escaped by killing the entire family.”

“Half of it is false information.”

“Hmm?”

“It’s true that they escaped…But it was Adelia who killed Meldeia’s family.”

“Huh…She’s that girl? Are you sure?”

“Because the place where Mel Daya entrusted to her revenge against the White Clan is the Scarlet Castle.”

“What about the sauce? Even if you’re a member, it’s difficult if it’s just a rumor.”

“These are the words I heard from one of the six stars I worship.”

“Hmm…Then that’s right.”

Knowing that it was close to impossible for a mere ranker to tell a lie in front of Marbarek, who was handling the blackout, Hovel nodded and accepted.

“Seeing that a woman who cared so much for my clan was killed by herself. Dragonia seems to have complicated circumstances.”

From the outside, Dragonia also seems to be firmly held, but in the end they are intelligent beings. It was natural that it was impossible to escape the conflict caused by one’s own justice and desire.

“It is said that rumors are circulating even within the White clan about the sudden escape of Meldaya, who was once a promising person, and the death of her family. And…He was one of the members that the throng sent later to Earth.”

“Now?”

“Everything has gone missing.”

“Even though there is a blackout screen?”

“Yes.”

“…You’re hitting the goal…”

There must be something, but he couldn’t see it, so Jin Hobel, whose head hurt, pressed his hand to his temple.

“But it’s okay… I can use it.”

The Dragonia traitor, Meldeia, was dispatched to Earth from the chest. And she went missing in the place managed by the White clan. With just those two sentences, Adelia would be distracted by the various doubts arising within the clan.

“Gahan, what do you think? Do you think we can come up with a plan?”

Gahan, who had been listening to Hobel with his eyes closed until now, touched his head, thought deeply, and then opened his mouth.

“The other factions that have intervened on Earth, the Tulcan Empire and the Bango, are a bit annoying…But they don’t seem to have any problems.”

Parunanke, who agreed with Gahan’s words, supplemented his words with a laugh and a clap of his hands.

“Haha that’s right. Would they, too busy fighting among themselves, be interested in this Outer Dimension?”

I heard that Pango’s Yeongmumun and not-so-famous shaman families suffered great damage there, but unlike the forces in this place, they were mediocre people who did not greatly influence the flow.

At least that much, Pango’s martial arts, who were busy eating ground on their own level, couldn’t lift that heavy butt.

‘I wouldn’t know if Yeo Hak-cheon moved directly, but there’s no way.’

“Then it’s decided. That’s the first place we should aim for, right?”

“Yes, as a result of the investigation, there is a guild with the most suspicious behavior. Coincidence or not, it’s a guild that started in the country where our bishop went missing.”

“Balto.”

“And among them, this one is the most suspicious.”

When Parunanke put the square magic tool on the table and put magic on it, the face of a man and the personal information below it came into the eyes of everyone.

“How do you see the president?”

“Suspicious.”

I didn’t know the details because I left everything related to the Earth to Raman, but Hobel, the head of a giant corporation, quickly knew what Farunanke said was suspicious.

“It’s so plain…So clean.”

Although it showed no flaws, it did not show any significant performance to occupy the position of internal director. An artificial feeling similar to Raman’s information manipulated by Massacre.

There was no hard evidence, but Hobel’s old nib seemed to say this was the one he was looking for. He raised the corners of his mouth fiercely and muttered the name of his man who might become his enemy.

“Yuwon…Yuwon…”

“Well… There is no evidence…”

“Yes, for guys like us, physical evidence doesn’t matter.”

A mercenary company that goes back and forth between illegal and legal with villain groups. It was only natural for such people to move and watch, even if it was not 100% sure evidence, but just a feeling. Or just like it doesn’t matter.

“Okay, that’s fine. I will accept cooperation with you.”

“Haha! Thank you, Chairman.”
“…Thank you.”

Hobel looked at Farunanke, who bowed his palms, and Aranya, who lowered his head, and Gahan, respectively, and asked a final question before cooperation.

“Is there a chance that things will go wrong before he shows up?”

“Don’t worry. Chairman, can that happen?”

Parunanke responded with a hearty smile as if to reassure Hobel’s words.

“How could he know that unless he’s some kind of legendary regressor or white line that sees and hears everything? Haha!”