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Chapter 165: Hot Night (9)
KwaaaahâŠ!
Simultaneously with the abnormal weather alert, the scenery outside the living room window turned reddish.
It was indeed the beginning of a wildfire typhoon.
âMy, my goodness.â
As Jeonggu opened his mouth wide and looked out the window, the flying embers hitting the glass made sharp noises.
Titi-titic!
âIs this really okay?â
As it was the first time Jeonggu looked at abnormal weather through such a large glass window, he turned to his son, no, Yeongwoo, with a fearful expression.
To which Yeongwoo, still fixated on the traces in front of him, said,
âMomâs name, what is it?â
âWhat?â
âWhatâs the name of the youngest daughter of Jinhyeon Group who left after hitting Dad?â
âUh⊠Song Jiseon.â
âAh.â
Song Jiseon.
Even Yeongwoo, who had little interest in politics, had heard of the name.
The so-called âIron-blooded Empressâ Song Jiseon.
Once, there were articles all over the internet about how she defeated her two older brothers in the battle for control of the conglomerate.
âThat group was Jinhyeon.â
And that means.
âWait. Two older brothersâŠ?â
If Song Jiseon, the last owner of Jinhyeon Group, was really Yeongwooâs biological mother, then naturally, he would have two uncles as well.
Uncles who were likely to be mutants, being from a conglomerate background.
âWhat kind of bullshit is this?â
What started as a small snowball rolling by Kim Jeonggu, a Level 6 human, 30 years ago, had led to this situation.
The by-product of the Night Booking in the 90s and the hidden child of the second largest conglomerate in Korea, Jinhyeon Group, was none other than Jeong Yeongwoo, known as âJoseonâs Greatest Sword.â
âThen Mom must be a mutant too. Or she might have been hit and disappeared.â
As Yeongwoo imagined his mother transformed into a dragon, Jeonggu scratched his chin.
âWell, Iâm not sure.â
âNot sure?â
âAs you know, it was really busy at the beginning of the reset. So, I didnât pay much attention to all the mutant notices.â
At that time, Jeonggu never dreamed that Song Jiseon had given birth to his child, and even if she had, surviving was a struggle.
So Yeongwoo couldnât blame Jeonggu for that.
âWell, after the exchange area, there was no chance to keep track of all the mutant notices.â
And if she had been hit and disappeared, he didnât know if she was in some dungeon, serving time in a miserable state.
âWell, whatever happens, weâll have to wait a bit longer to find out.â
After reaching his own conclusion, Yeongwoo put his lips to the ring, âWave.â
ăIf you have equipment to respond to abnormal weather today, please come to the Parnas entrance immediately. Departing in 10 minutes.ă
It was a broadcast notice without much expectation.
So far, the Strongest Swords of Seoul had been so focused on raising their stats that they hadnât properly utilized the merchants.
âWho would come?â
As expected, when Jeonggu asked this, Yeongwoo shook his head.
âThere are a few who want to go to the dungeons, but they probably havenât found the equipment yet.â
Songpaâs Strongest Sword Oh Yeonhee, and Seochoâs Strongest Sword Choi Namhee, and Jo Sangik of Gwanak were among those who could enter the dungeons on their own, to some extent, they were people with faith.
So Yeongwoo was hoping they would show up within 10 minutes.
âBut itâs unlikely. Unless theyâve deliberately met all the merchants in Seoul.â
Shoom.
âCloak.â
As Yeongwoo clapped his hands toward the Golden Goblin, the creature opened a pocket dimension and pulled out a dusky cloak.
-Kikit!
It was none other than equipment for Jeonggu.
ăFirewallă â Unique Cape
ăIgnores all abnormal weather conditions with flame attributes.ă
âPut this on. Weâll have to go out soon.â
When Yeongwoo pointed out the window where red embers were flying, Jeonggu made a terrible expression.
ââŠAre you serious?â
âStop talking too much and get dressed quickly.â
In response to Yeongwooâs torch, Jeonggu mumbled alone and put on a red cloak.
âYouâll have to wait downstairs for 10 minutes before we depart.â
âSo if someone manages to break through that typhoon⊠will all three of us go?â
âYes. Anyone who comes.â
After saying this, Yeongwoo went to the bedroom with a television and spoke to Seok and Jongsu, and Taeyoung.
âAs I mentioned before, it would be better to limit the TV for the kids up to here. Thereâs another bed in the room across, so let them sleep there.â
Then, not knowing the exact reason, Kwon Taeyoung cautiously asked,
âMr. Yeongwoo, excuse me, but may I ask why?â
To this, Yeongwoo lifted the whistle hanging around his neck and showed it.
âSoon, weâll need to summon the whistle in the dungeon, and we wonât know what will appear on TV at that time.â
âAhâŠâ
Taeyoung agreed soon after hearing this.
Seok nodded as if understanding. âGot it. Since itâs getting late, we should let the kids sleep early.â
âSo⊠Are you going out now, Yeongwoo?â
At Taeyoungâs question, Yeongwoo glanced briefly at Jeonggu in the living room and told Jongsu and Taeyoung,
âYes. And since we donât know what will happen in the dungeon, if Iâm unlucky, I might die.â
ââŠ!â
âIf that happens, go find Jo Sangik, Gwanakâs Strongest Sword. He wonât be there to worry about it as much as before, but he wonât just leave you alone.â
After leaving this nonchalant advice, Yeongwoo looked at the television screen still illuminating the room of the returnees.
Now, three men dependent on Yeongwoo were sitting closely together, staring intently at an hourglass.
* * *
11:16 PM.
ââŠTheyâre not coming. Or rather, they canât come.â
âWhatever it is, in the end, itâs just the two of us.â
Even after the announced 10 minutes had passed, no one appeared in the lobby of the Parnas Hotel.
Either no one had equipment to withstand the ember typhoon, or they had the equipment but lacked the courage.
Of course, since the hotel lobby was no longer a residence, it was filled with heat to the extent that space seemed to ripple.
âWe canât help it. Letâs go now.â
With determination, Yeongwoo opened the hotel entrance without hesitation, causing Jeonggu to hesitate.
âI⊠This is my first time.â
âItâs my second time too.â
With these words, Yeongwoo stepped outside toward the hotel.
Click.
Red embers struck Yeongwooâs body indiscriminately, leaving red marks all over.
HoweverâŠ
ăEye of the Typhoonă â Epic Necklace
ăIgnores extreme weather of the wind type.ă
For Yeongwoo, who received the effect of the âEye of the Typhoon,â there was no harm at all.
As expected, the ember typhoon was a wind-type abnormal weather.
âCome out. You wonât go that far.â
When Yeongwoo gestured for him to hurry up, Jeonggu slowly pushed his body out of the lobby, stumbling.
ââŠIs it really okay?â
Jeonggu, still unable to dispel his fear, asked once again, and Yeongwoo pointed to his fatherâs toe.
âYouâre already fine.â
ââŠ!â
Toot-toot!
In fact, Jeongguâs toes, which had just been brought out of the lobby, had been exposed to the embers for a while now.
In fact, he had been protected by the âfire shieldâ all the way from the corridor outside the room.
âOhâŠ!â
Jeonggu, opening his eyes wide in surprise, but not feeling any heat, stretched his arm out further, which had been kept inside the hotel.
Toot!
Similarly, even though his bare hands were fully exposed to the ember typhoon without gloves, nothing happened this time either.
âWhew.â
Jeonggu finally let out a relieved breath.
Then, with a determined face, he pushed his whole body into the ember typhoon.
âWhoa!â
The terrifying energy of the flames enveloped his whole body.
âOh⊠my goodness.â
It felt like driving a car with the windows wide open at high speed, and the sound of large trees swaying in the wind continued to echo in his ears.
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Shoo-oo-oo-ooâŠ!
This was the sound of countless embers filling the air, hitting the walls of the building or colliding with each other.
âAmazing, right?â
Beyond the noise of the embers, the voice of Jeong Yeongwoo could be heard.
He was already sitting on the back of the iron horse, waiting for his father.
âGet on.â
When Yeongwoo extended his hand wrapped in golden armor from the iron horse, Jeonggu grabbed it as if possessed.
Then, with a push, Joseonâs Greatest Sword, Jeong Yeongwoo, lifted him up and put him in the back seat with ease.
âFather.â
ââŠ?â
âYou know I canât swim yet?â
âWellâŠâ
âBut now I walk through the flames and ride through the darkness between the obsidian rain. Thatâs the world we live in now. Thereâs no need to fear the strange anymore. Such things will become commonplace from now on.â
ââŠâ
Jeonggu still couldnât fully grasp Yeongwooâs words.
But at least one thing seemed certain.
That Jeong Yeongwoo was a person perfectly suited to this insane world.
It could be seen as embracing a new world. And such a personâŠ
âPerhaps, this is my sonâŠ,â he thought.
Now the only bloodline left in this world.
Also, even if this body rotted away, his legacy would remain in this world for some time.
Yet Jeonggu still couldnât feel the sense of âsonâ from the monster in front of him.
Perhaps, just like Jeong Yeongwoo, who had never experienced having a son in his life, he didnât exactly know what âsonâ meant and was wandering in search of the concept of âfatherâ.
âWhere are we going now?â
Jeonggu asked, looking at Yeongwooâs large back.
Then another strange word came out of the mouth of the monster who claimed to be his son.
âSince Gwangjin-gu has practically become a vast open space, weâll go there and open the dungeon.â
Clack, clack!
At Yeongwooâs command, Negwig began to run through the ember storm.
âOf course, thereâs one variable.â
ââŠVariable?â
âYes. Just because we enter through the same entrance doesnât guarantee weâll be moved to the same dungeon.â
âWhat?â
âOf course, before the dungeon starts, you can always leave, so donât worry too much.â
âWell, thatâs a relief, butâŠâ
âAnyway, if we enter the dungeon and you donât see me, you have to come out before all the slots are filled. As I mentioned before, thereâs no guarantee that the dungeon can be cleared.â
As the two conversed, Negwig began to cross the Cheongdam Bridge, connecting Gangnam and Gwangjin-gu.
Clack, clack!
As they were about to cross the bridge, Jeonggu panicked when he saw a large hole in the middle of the bridge.
âWhat the hell is that again?â
To him, it seemed like the bridge had collapsed due to abnormal weather.
But in realityâŠ
ââŠI did that.â
âHuh?â
âI shot some arrows there.â
âYou did that just by shooting arrowsâŠ?â
Technically, it was the spot where a Wyvern returned and an intuitive arrow was placed in the head of Seoul Metropolitan Councilor Kim Seokshin.
However, Yeongwoo didnât feel confident enough to explain this in detail, so he just brushed it off.
âThink of it as evidence of a fight with a mutant.â
He then pointed ahead and instructed the Golden Goblin.
âPut the sphere over there. Weâre going to open the dungeon from there.â
-Kik!
Upon hearing this, the Goblin took out a golden sphere from the spatial pocket and jumped off Negwig.
Thud!
The sphere, which had been emitting golden light when taken out, quickly lost its light and turned black, even in Jeongguâs eyes.
ââŠ!â
It was an ominous sight that couldnât help but be seen as an onslaught.
âTh-the sphere is black?â
âThatâs how itâs supposed to be.â
On the other hand, Yeongwoo, who already had experience entering dungeons, casually jumped off the horse.
âGet down. You canât bring horses or slaves into the dungeon anyway.â
âItâs one thing after another.â
Jeonggu made a disgusted expression.
But what could they do at this point?
The goblin had already placed the black sphere on the outskirts of Gwangjin-gu, and now all Yeongwoo had to do was touch it to open the dungeon.
âCome closer. Since we donât know how the dungeon will open.â
âW-what do you mean?â
Jeonggu approached Yeongwoo with a puzzled look on his face, and when they were close enough, Yeongwoo put his hand on the black sphere.
Tap!
âLast time, a pyramid emerged, so if a different dungeon appears every time, then naturallyâŠâ
Just as Yeongwoo was about to continue explaining how the dungeons appeared differently, suddenly both of them were lifted into the air.
No, it was more accurate to say that the ground they were standing on shot up into the sky.
Which meantâŠ
âItâs a tower.â
In other words, they were now standing on top of a tower that had risen from below the ground.
âW-what is this? How high does it go?â
Jeongguâs bewildered voice was accompanied by a message that appeared in the air between them.
ăNo slaves can accompany you in this dungeon.ă
Then, the golden goblin standing on Yeongwooâs foot was ejected from the top of the tower. -KekekeâŠ!
It screamed as it fell to the ground, its tail stretched out long.
Yeongwoo watched the goblin, now a small dot, fall before turning to Jeonggu.
âUnfortunately, it seems this dungeon doesnât allow for an immediate return.â
âHuhâŠ?â
Jeonggu asked, as if asking what Yeongwoo meant.
Yeongwoo raised his index finger and pointed to the empty space.
Unconsciously, Jeonggu raised his head and saw a huge ring of light, several kilometers in diameter, shining brightly in the pitch-black sky.
âWhat the hell is that?â
âItâs a portal. The entrance to the dungeon.â
âWhat?â
Meanwhile, the tower that carried both of them continued to rise towards the portal, with the open mouth of the portal facing inward.
In other words, once the portal connected, they would enter it whether they liked it or not.
If they had any intention of giving up, they should have jumped off when the tower began to rise.
âW-what happens now?â
Jeonggu urgently asked as they were about to touch the portal.
Yeongwoo checked his equipment and replied quietly.
âGood luck, Father.â
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