I Alone Am an EX-Class Summoner - Chapter 84
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I Am Alone EX-Grade Summoner Episode 084
New National Team (1)
After sunset, in the dim night.
Baek Jin-woo climbed up to the rooftop of the house and sat cross-legged.
“Heuuup.”
He slowly inhaled.
“Huuuuu.”
Then slowly exhaled again.
He continued breathing while checking if he could feel the presence of ki in his blood vessels and dantian that Hunkyo had taught him about.
‘I still don’t feel anything.’
Does ki really exist?
Even if it definitely exists since summoned creatures use it, can players really use it?
Though it was reasonable to doubt, Baek Jin-woo didn’t question it.
Because it was taught by Hunkyo, the greatest master he knew.
There was no need to be impatient anyway.
The Geoncheongsim technique was for his health, stamina, and senses…
Since the summoned creatures did the fighting anyway.
Because of this, random thoughts naturally came to mind.
The first thing that came to mind was Yu Ji-a.
‘Really, amazing.’
She was a woman with deeper ambitions than he thought.
He thought she’d be satisfied with just developing Yubaek, but when guild talk came up, her eyes completely changed.
When he said to take it slow finding 10 guild members, she came back a few hours later with a plan.
It was a proposal to have his four disciples and all the Ilwol executives under her command, and beyond that, to compose all 10 national team members as SKY members.
‘Not bad.’
The domestic stage was narrow anyway.
After the World League ended, they’d have to play on the world stage, so it wouldn’t be bad to definitively organize the domestic scene with a unified guild.
‘Yu Ji-a will handle all the complicated stuff anyway.’
Baek Jin-woo just had to compose SKY members with people he liked and consult only them.
Hwang Ju-won, An Gi-jeong.
He’d taught both of them and they weren’t bad.
They weren’t particularly gifted, but they had experience?
Anyway, that was Yu Ji-a’s opinion.
Rather, they should move public opinion to kick out the four Baekho members from the national team and put Oh Sun-young in.
And the remaining three spots?
They’d hold interviews for initial members before SKY’s launch!
They’d accept applications from existing rankers!
‘But will this really work out?’
Honestly, he was puzzled.
It was almost like Yubaek alone would control South Korea’s national team, and there would be fairness issues, plus countless industry insiders wouldn’t just sit by and watch.
But Yu Ji-a told him not to worry.
Everything would be fine.
She was just planning to hold a press conference about the discord rumors tomorrow, so he just needed to speak according to the script.
‘A press conference.’
Huuuu.
A metallic sound leaked from Baek Jin-woo’s mouth as he breathed.
After the car accident, he’d just woken up, but his entire life had changed.
Money? House? Car?
Things that were once objects of envy had now become part of his daily routine.
Sometimes he even thought this:
‘Maybe I’m already dead and this is heaven…’
Nah.
How could that be?
Even if that were true, nothing would change.
His senses were vivid and the air was refreshing.
Baek Jin-woo was definitely living in the present.
Anyway.
Having a smart person like Yu Ji-a by his side was also a blessing.
For now, he planned to follow her lead.
The next day.
“Wear this.”
Yu Ji-a unfolded a nice suit and held it up to Baek Jin-woo’s body.
“Wow, expensive stuff really is the best. The aura is just different.”
“What is this?”
“What do you mean? It’s clothes. You weren’t planning to go to a press conference wearing the cotton t-shirt you train in, were you?”
“…”
Baek Jin-woo took the clothes without complaint and went to change.
Click!
When the door opened and Baek Jin-woo came out…
“Wow.”
Clap clap clap!
Yu Ji-a applauded.
Though Baek Jin-woo looked good in any clothes due to his perfect face and body, suits suited him particularly well.
– As expected of Master.
“…When did you get here?”
– It’s almost 5 hours, so I came to recharge and witnessed this precious scene.
“You’ve been getting more talkative lately?”
Swoosh!
Baek Jin-woo unsummoned Hunkyo and then summoned him again.
Resetting the summoning time!
The summoned creatures called this ‘recharging.’
“Anyway, I just wear this and say exactly what’s in the script, right?”
“Yes, no questions taken, just a statement. Did you memorize the script?”
“Roughly. It was shorter than I thought…”
“Hehe, what’s there to say at length? Just hit the important points and get out.”
He didn’t know how things would flow, but apparently just saying this would solve everything.
There was no reason not to do it.
Murmur murmur.
At a famous Seoul center, Maehwa Hall.
Countless people had gathered in the press conference room.
With all the noise about national team discord, when Baek Jin-woo, the captain at the center of it, said he’d speak directly, they couldn’t help but be interested.
Two chairs on the stage.
Seats for Baek Jin-woo, the main character of the conference, and Yu Ji-a, the moderator.
– Attention, we’re closing the hall doors.
All the invited reporters were already seated.
Fortunately, not a single reporter was bold enough to be late to a conference guaranteed to have breaking news.
How much time had passed?
– National team captain Baek Jin-woo and Yubaek representative Yu Ji-a will now make their statement. Please remain quiet.
With the broadcast sound, creak! The stage door opened.
Click-click-click-click-click!
Camera shutter sounds filled the space.
Step, step.
The journalists clicked their tongues at the sight of Baek Jin-woo and Yu Ji-a walking confidently through the white flashes.
Weren’t they the hottest figures who had turned South Korea upside down this year!
Even their appearances were extraordinary.
‘Wow, so cool.’
‘They’re like the perfect man and woman, just perfect.’
‘They’re not even players, they’re just celebrities, right?’
The journalists were also citizens of South Korea.
The incredible performances Baek Jin-woo had shown during the selection matches flashed through their minds.
‘Someone complained about a person like that?’
‘Honestly, Park Ho was definitely in the wrong here.’
‘Park Ho? He’s just a damn fool.’
Public opinion was already completely tilted.
What if they published an article criticizing Baek Jin-woo?
Not only the journalist, but even the media company that published the article could be completely ruined – such was Baek Jin-woo’s current status.
In such a situation, what announcement was he planning to make by holding this press conference?
“Good day, I am Yu Ji-a, CEO of Yubak Management.”
Yu Ji-a took the microphone first.
“The reason we invited you all here today is to clearly state Yubak Management’s position regarding the alleged discord within the national team. Accordingly, we plan to skip the Q&A session.”
“…Excuse me, you’re not taking questions?”
“Isn’t it a bit much to invite so many people and then do that?”
Several hot-tempered journalists voiced their complaints, but Yu Ji-a ignored them.
There was no regulation anywhere that required guaranteeing an official Q&A session at press conferences.
Nod.
When Yu Ji-a looked at Baek Jin-woo and nodded, he stood up.
Then the complaints disappeared as if by magic and everyone focused.
This was because Baek Jin-woo had developed a charisma that could captivate the public with his mere presence.
“Ah.”
After a light microphone test, Baek Jin-woo began to clearly read the phrases Yu Ji-a had written, pulling them from his memory.
“Good day, I am Baek Jin-woo. First, I will acknowledge the discord allegations with the Baekho officer as they are. Also, I believe you will all understand why I said I could no longer work with Baekho Guild.”
Thanks to the public opinion battle so far, the public knew most of it.
What complaints Park Ho had voiced, and why Baek Jin-woo had excluded Baekho from consulting.
The public understood that much.
However.
The evidence of the political schemes Park Ho had orchestrated afterward, along with recorded files from witnesses, was enough to send Park Ho into ruin.
“The World League is such a high-difficulty stage that even if 10 players unite with one heart and mind, it’s questionable whether they can achieve good results. But seeing him engaging in such schemes behind the scenes, I simply couldn’t bring myself to say let’s work together.”
Right, exactly right.
Most of the journalists nodded as if agreeing.
“So I want to make a proposal.”
A proposal?
What kind of proposal?
Click-click-click-click-click!
The shutter sounds burst refreshingly once again.
“I want to reorganize the national team composition using my authority as captain.”
“…”
“Reorganize the national team?”
“Is he trying to cut all the Baekho guys?”
“…Going that far?”
As people murmured, Baek Jin-woo smiled.
“If I can do just that, I promise to stake my position and everything Yubak Management has on achieving at least the semifinals in this World League.”
“…!”
Semi, semifinals?
The journalists’ mouths fell open.
This statement alone was a scoop!
“…Taking South Korea, which always got eliminated in preliminaries let alone the round of 16, to the semifinals or beyond?”
“Is that possible? With only 3 months left until the league?”
“That’s not something that can be achieved by Baek Jin-woo doing well alone…”
The public still didn’t know Baek Jin-woo’s true abilities.
They knew one thing for certain.
That he was the strongest domestically!
That they had to bet everything on Baek Jin-woo for this World League!
Frankly speaking, hadn’t Baekho Guild shown nothing over the past 3 years!
“I’ll only say this much. I’ll leave the judgment to you, the citizens.”
The authority to select the national team belonged to Player Headquarters anyway.
But headquarters couldn’t move freely without the citizens’ consent either.
Because they were elected positions.
‘Wow, this is huge.’
‘He’s a scary one. He knows the citizens’ longing for the World League better than anyone.’
‘Honestly, what do we care whether the Baekho guys make the national team or not? If the skilled ones play, that’s better for us.’
To go to extremes, current South Korea had countless people who argued they wouldn’t care if criminals were put on the national team as long as they could reach the round of 16.
National economic power varied according to World League rankings.
It was a matter of livelihood.
Currently, South Korea was too starved.
The press conference was successful.
The video was broadcast live, and public opinion wasn’t bad.
“Those Baekho bastards. It was disgusting how they always walked around with their chests puffed out after getting beaten on the world stage. Good riddance.”
“Exactly, there are people you shouldn’t mess with. How dare they touch a national hero.”
“First of all, Baek Jin-woo is forgiven for everything since he was the main figure in gang suppression. I’m unconditionally on Baek Jin-woo’s side.”
“Me too. Thanks to Baek Jin-woo, I slept with my legs stretched out for the first time in ages. Let’s go without Baekho this year?”
“It would be thrilling if we really made it to the semifinals.”
The main public opinion was 【Let our Jin-woo do whatever he wants!】.
‘Nice.’
Yu Ji-a shook her clenched fist vigorously.
Things were flowing as intended.
She had worked hard with her staff to shape initial public opinion, but that’s what everyone does, right?
Beep, beep-beep!
It was when Yu Ji-a, having finished her miscellaneous tasks, was about to get in the car.
Thoom!
A strange creature with hands made of blades blocked the front of the car.
“Huh?”
A familiar summoned creature.
“You there.”
Four Baekho officers walked out from nearby.
Kang Geon-ho, who was sullenly deep in thought about something.
And Park Ho with the other two officers.
“Don’t we have something to talk about for a moment?”
Park Ho’s lips were trembling with anger.
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