Ranker Who Shatters Myths - Chapter 187

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The Broken Ranker

 

Devours Myths

 

Chapter 187

 

Cup of Resurrection (2)

 

The moment Maksus saw Gwiroae’s mask, his heart sank.

 

‘Bezoar pills? They said those were so good! They have no effect at all!’

 

Maksus was going crazy from the tension that wouldn’t subside even after eating boxes of the medicine a Korean colleague had once recommended.

 

Originally, he wasn’t such a coward.

 

If he had been, he wouldn’t have been able to hide his identity as a Mossad secret agent and work as a double spy within the Sons of Zeus.

 

But Gwiroae was different.

 

That piercing gaze that seemed to see through everything.

 

Those cruel hands that showed no mercy.

 

Clean execution of tasks.

 

Conversely, a face and identity that he himself never revealed.

 

Rather, living in the shadows, he possessed all the elements that those in the shadows had no choice but to fear.

 

“The item?”

 

Even now was the same.

 

His tone was extremely calm.

 

Despite being able to pin all responsibility on him and raise hell.

 

He was always… looking at places too vast and distant.

 

“I received permission from the home country to hand over the item. Here… it is.”

 

Maksus swallowed dry saliva as he held out the box.

 

Lee Hyeon received it with an indifferent touch and slightly opened the lid.

 

Kantharos.

 

The Cup of Resurrection was contained inside.

 

Lee Hyeon’s eyes wavered slightly, but,

 

Thud!

 

He closed the lid without showing any expression as much as possible.

 

“I’ve received the item well.”

 

“Then…?”

 

“As promised, I won’t hold Mossad responsible for this incident. Report to Dionysus that you were robbed of the Cup of Resurrection by me in my fury.”

 

Maksus inwardly let out a sigh of relief.

 

This was exactly the problem.

 

Earning Gwiroae’s resentment.

 

Gwiroae knew not only his identity but also Mossad’s secrets.

 

What if Maksus had been misunderstood as deliberately withholding proper information and causing a fight with Heracles’ group?

 

Then years of carefully planned projects would have all been for nothing.

 

War would have broken out between Mossad and the Sons of Zeus.

 

‘Originally they even talked about assassination, but… that’s nonsense. How could we possibly defeat such a monster right now?’

 

There were still many executives in Mossad who underestimated Gwiroae too easily.

 

They considered him nothing more than a lucky rising star.

 

‘At least the director took my side, thank goodness.’

 

While Maksus was grinding his teeth remembering the last video conference where he had exhausted himself trying to convince the executives,

 

“What about the other materials I requested?”

 

“Ah, here they are.”

 

Maksus pulled out a USB from his pocket and held it out.

 

“This data is…”

 

“A one-time use with no backup, right? I’ll process it immediately after viewing, so don’t worry.”

 

“Thank you for understanding.”

 

Lee Hyeon stared intently at the USB he received.

 

Inside this,

 

Information related to the Sons of Zeus that Mossad had gathered so far was contained.

 

‘Plus even the ritual process for using the Cup of Resurrection as a bonus.’

 

Although parts connected to Israel’s security would have been deleted,

 

Even this alone would allow him to deduce information related to Astrape or the stone mask to some extent.

 

‘Come to think of it, this guy should also have Rhadamanthys’ mask.’

 

[Thoroughly searching the target with ‘Sacred Relic: Golden Eyes of Truth’!]

 

[Fragment of Astrape discovered.]

 

Within the wide-open golden vision.

 

A slight smile formed on Lee Hyeon’s lips as he discovered the gem fragment floating in the other’s pocket.

 

* * *

 

“Whew…”

 

After all dealings with Lee Hyeon were finished, Maksus barely managed to board his vehicle in a knocked-down state.

 

A deeply exhaled sigh.

 

Just then,

 

Crackle.

 

『It’s not like you’ve done this kind of thing once or twice. What are you so nervous about?』

 

As if having observed all of Maksus’s actions, laughter flowed from the vehicle’s radio.

 

“If the director had been in that position, you wouldn’t say such things. Ugh.”

 

『What are you talking about? In my time, during the Middle East War, I went without sleep for over 84 hours in that harsh desert, barely surviving on a single chocolate bar…!』

 

“How is then the same as now? And I’m tired of hearing that story, so please stop. It’s making my ears callous.”

 

『Hey, look at this? You get slapped around by Gwiroae, so why are you taking it out on me, damn it?』

 

Mossad agents would have been surprised in many ways if they had seen this.

 

The director, famous for being meticulous and authoritative in all matters, was joking around with a mere field agent.

 

Mossad’s director, Gabe Kapler.

 

One who had Moses, said to have parted the Red Sea and led the Jewish people to the Promised Land, as his predecessor.

 

And,

 

A top ranker. One of the Nine Heavens.

 

His alias was ‘Judge’.

 

“…I’m sorry. I was too flustered.”

 

But to Maksus, he was like a teacher and parent.

 

『No. You, who always stand on the front lines, must have been the most nervous. So. How’s the reaction from Gwiroae’s side?』

 

“I still can’t tell.”

 

『Really? As expected, quite the poker face. He knows our psychology too well. Who could he possibly be?』

 

“Even with the director’s ‘sight’, you can’t see?”

 

『That’s why I asked you to dig around for this and that. But still nothing comes up. Seeing him use Astrape, he’s definitely Zeus’s Apostle, but…』

 

Maksus asked carefully.

 

“Director, by any chance,”

 

『No. This is certain. Zeus has been annihilated.』

 

“…”

 

Though this was something he’d heard several times,

 

Maksus felt his breath catch every time he heard it.

 

『Annihilation, not a fall or descent from heaven. Even after a chief god suffered such a fate, 【Olympus】 still remains silent. Seeing that they’re not causing a disturbance,』

 

“You’re saying they still haven’t identified the culprit?”

 

“Right. But what if an apostle appeared here? Then what should we do?”

 

“We should keep them close by. Somehow. We need to build a relationship too.”

 

“You’ve learned very well, haven’t you? I wonder who taught you that. You must have had a very smart teacher.”

 

Maksus shook his head back and forth.

 

Did the agents know?

 

The fact that this person, if he just threw away all social pretenses, was a typical man in his 50s who loved nothing more than putting gold on his own face.

 

“But is it really okay to hand over the Chalice of Resurrection so easily?”

 

“Why? Are you having second thoughts now that you’ve given it away?”

 

“It’s not that, but I was wondering if there might have been room to attempt some negotiation in between.”

 

“No. That’s sufficient. ASTRA requested it too.”

 

Maksus’s eyes widened slightly.

 

“A-ASTRA is involved in this matter too?”

 

“When do those folks not get involved in underground affairs?”

 

“That’s true, but,”

 

“Their director called me directly. Asked for active cooperation in matters related to Gwiroae.”

 

“…!!”

 

“There’s something about him. Something we don’t know.”

 

Maksus let out a sigh.

 

“Too many big shots are being mentioned, it’s making my head spin. I’ll just pretend I don’t know anything.”

 

“Right. That’s best here. Pretend you don’t know even if you do, and if you don’t know, pretend you know even less… For now, just think about how to deal with Dionysus.”

 

“Yes. You’re right.”

 

The radio communication ended there.

 

Maksus irritably scratched his temples.

 

Too much information was being exchanged, making his head throb.

 

City Cartel, Black Maria, Sons of Zeus, Mossad, and now even America’s ASTRA…

 

Too many forces had become complexly entangled in this incident.

 

However,

 

One thing was certain.

 

‘Gwiroae has now become the eye of the storm that all underground intelligence agencies and axes of evil are paying attention to.’

 

And,

 

‘Similarly, Guam where he’s established himself will rise again rapidly. It’s going to keep getting noisy from now on.’

 

“Somehow I ended up being the one exclusively monitoring such a person… Haha. I wonder if this is good or bad. Really. I’m not particularly interested in promotions though.”

 

Maksus clicked his tongue as he pulled out a plaster mask from his chest.

 

The stern face of a judge.

 

Rhadamanthus.

 

His other face.

 

“Sigh, I don’t know. Let’s just get to work.”

 

The moment Maksus put on the mask,

 

Click-

 

Whoosh!

 

[You are invited to the Palace of Dionysus!]

 

The view surrounding Maksus changed completely.

 

And where his gaze fell,

 

“Have you come? You’re late.”

 

Between the marble floors and grape vines wrapped around pillars,

 

Dionysus was elegantly tilting a wine glass, smiling as he welcomed him.

 

* * *

 

Meanwhile, at that time.

 

In Korea,

 

“What exactly does the General do in his daily life?! Why are there so many emails coming in!”

 

Go Jin-woo was clutching his head in frustration.

 

Lee Gun-san was now gradually handing over his work to Go Jin-woo, who had become his assistant and secretary(?).

 

This was exactly what Go Jin-woo had hoped for.

 

He had been happy thinking he could get his foot into Lee Gun-san’s incomprehensibly vast network, but…

 

“What? Why is this so complicated?”

 

The ‘project’ Go Jin-woo had been handed was just one for now.

 

Feng Jinghao.

 

It was to track the movements related to him, who had suddenly disappeared from China.

 

Go Jin-woo was tracking his trail and what he was attempting, based on Lee Gun-san’s network.

 

But…

 

As a result,

 

“The power struggle on the Middle East Front is intensifying? ASTRA got involved? Wait, but what’s this dungeon break…? A god descended? Damn it, what the hell is this…!”

 

That alone was too much workload for him to handle.

 

“No, he defected to Russia? Then does that mean the Russian military moved? But Russia is denying it, what kind of bizarre situation is this…”

 

Feng Jinghao’s movements were a matter of utmost interest that the entire world was focused on.

 

Because he had taken a considerable number of hunters from the Central Hero Committee with him.

 

Depending on where he belonged or whose side he took, the direction of hegemony could change.

 

Naturally, China threatened that no one should absolutely accept him, and if they did, they should be prepared for consequences,

 

But there was no longer anywhere that feared them, since Ping Xin, which had been their fang, was already destroyed by Z Team.

 

Lu Wucheng, who newly took the chairman position, also declared he would focus on internal stability for the time being…

 

Therefore,

 

Feng Jinghao began to gradually reveal himself from some point on.

 

【Chairman Peng Defects to Russia】

 

【Forms New Guild ‘Four Demons Society ‘】

 

【Four Demons Society Declares Participation in Middle East Front】

 

【Clash with ‘Tower of Babel’ Occurs】

 

【10th Legion of ’13th Legion’ Defeated and Surrenders】

 

…

 

Four Demons Society.

 

Feng Jinghao gave his guild such a name.

 

Just as he blatantly revealed the name ‘demon ‘,

 

The Four Demons Society also showed very blatantly radical moves.

 

Leading an army into the Middle East Front, showing behavior closer to a warlord than a guild.

 

Crushing the 13th Legion, one of the notable axes of evil, and clashing with the Tower of Babel…

 

They showed achievements comparable to any major force.

 

Eventually,

 

The war situation on the Middle East Front, which was already complicated, had now become so complex that it was impossible to predict even one step ahead.

 

This was why Go Jin-woo, who was following all of them individually, had reached the point of complaining about headaches.

 

It would be different if Lee Gun-san’s network wasn’t thorough, but it was too competent.

 

To the point where there was no time to rest.

 

However,

 

‘…Still, thanks to the General, I can now grasp world affairs at a glance when I used to be completely in the dark. I should be grateful, right?’

 

Go Jin-woo pressed his throbbing temples with his index finger while reorganizing the arrived emails.

 

“But what exactly is the reason for intervening in the Middle East Front? Defecting to Russia is one thing, but given Chairman Peng’s personality, he’s not the type to cause such incidents without some purpose…”

 

Especially Go Jin-woo’s gaze was fixed on one location on the world map.

 

—Palmyra Desert, Syria.

 

“Syria, Syria… What the hell is there?”

 

The region that the Sima Society was most interested in.

 

Just as Go Jin-woo kept muttering to himself,

 

“There is. Something really big.”

 

“Ah, fuck! You scared me!!”

 

He was startled by a voice that suddenly came from behind.

 

Where he hastily turned his head.

 

Lee Hyeon was standing there.

 

With some strange bundle slung over one shoulder.

 

“You bastard! If you’re here, you should at least knock!!”

 

“Why should I? I can mess with you.”

 

“Ugh, this bastard really…!”

 

Go Jin-woo wanted to punch that smugly grinning face just once.

 

No more, no less, just once!!

 

“Move over. Let me see too. Chairman Peng is here right now, right?”

 

Lee Hyeon brought his face close to the monitor.

 

Even during that time, emails were arriving in real-time.

 

The program with algorithms designed to quickly check and analyze email contents was coloring the Palmyra Desert red.

 

“You said you knew something, right? What’s there?”

 

Lee Hyeon answered to himself instead.

 

‘The Bull Demon King is there.’

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