Level 4 Human in a Ruined World - Chapter 30
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Chapter 30 10. Villain Battle (4)
“Huh…?”
The moment the woman saw Young-woo’s golden eyes and made an expression of disbelief, a dagger shot through the air like an arrow.
Swoosh!
As soon as the sound of cutting through air rang out, one of the bodyguards fell backward and slammed his head into the ground.
Thud!
It happened so quickly that when the woman and the other bodyguard turned their heads in that direction, all they could see was the giant’s corpse with a dagger embedded in his forehead.
Half their forces were already gone.
“Gasp.”
“What the fuck.”
But it was too early to be surprised.
Soon after, the dagger that had been stuck in the corpse pulled itself out and even returned to its original position.
Whiiiish!
The two people followed the dagger’s impossible trajectory a beat too late, then realized that the outsider in question hadn’t moved even a single step.
“Wh-who the hell are you?”
The remaining bodyguard asked while hunched over, crushed by the First Sword’s Authority.
At this moment, he was recalling the line the outsider had spoken earlier: “drink a dog’s death.”
It hadn’t been bluffing or provocation at all. The opponent didn’t even need to cross swords with him to prove that statement.
Meanwhile, the woman twisted her body while snarling viciously.
“Where did you come from to cause trouble in someone else’s territory? Do you think you’ll be safe after this?”
It was an overly clichéd line, but that’s exactly why Young-woo felt rather pleased.
Even in this situation, she could only say such things because she believed the Sangju First Sword would avenge her.
‘This woman will take me to the First Sword.’
Young-woo looked back and forth between the woman, the bodyguard, and the white sedan, then took a couple steps toward the woman and asked.
“What are you?”
“What?”
“What are you to decide whether I’ll be safe or not? Is the Sangju First Sword going to come save you? Why?”
At Young-woo’s question of what she was, the woman’s brow wrinkled unsightly.
“I am…!”
But the woman’s words didn’t continue smoothly.
“…”
For Young-woo, it was enough of an answer.
“Either a lover or a mistress. But if that’s really all there is, aren’t you getting a bit too excited…?”
After saying this, Young-woo instantly pierced the remaining bodyguard’s forehead with Early Bird.
Stab!
With his Strength and Sense already excessively high, ordinary people’s skulls felt like chunks of tofu to Young-woo.
Slide.
As Young-woo pulled back the blade he had thrust forward, the unconscious bodyguard’s body plummeted as if being sucked into the shadows.
Thump.
Hearing this sound, Young-woo bent his waist slightly to check if there were more people inside the vehicle.
And this entire scene made the woman see Young-woo as a psychopathic killer.
“You… you, what the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me?”
“I haven’t done anything to you yet, so what are you talking about? Besides, you’re the one who cursed at me first and sent those guys.”
After confirming the car’s interior was empty, Young-woo pointed at the driver’s seat with the tip of Early Bird.
“Drive. Let’s go to your lover.”
“What?”
While the woman asked back with a ‘what nonsense’ expression, Young-woo searched the bodyguards’ Early Birds and pockets.
“Does the First Sword pay these guys’ salaries too? Why are they carrying so much cash?”
“…Cash?”
“This.”
Young-woo held out a handful of coins toward the woman’s face, who looked clearly flustered.
28,000 Karma.
“I-I don’t know. Go meet him yourself and ask.”
The woman said this while hesitantly heading toward the driver’s seat. She really intended to take the outsider to the Sangju First Sword.
Young-woo also got into the passenger seat before the woman could attempt a hit-and-run.
“…”
The woman’s expression immediately soured, but Young-woo didn’t care and pointed outside the car window with his finger.
“Where do we go now? Are we going to City Hall?”
“Not City Hall. We’re going to a motel near there.”
“Motel?”
Young-woo didn’t have particularly good memories of motels.
When his expression turned menacing, the woman let out a deep sigh.
“He stays there. There’s nothing particular to do at this hour anyway.”
Soon the woman started the car.
Then she smoothly drove out onto the road crossing Namseong-dong.
* * *
It wasn’t long after the car had started moving again.
Young-woo, who had been looking outside the window, suddenly asked the woman.
“You didn’t answer earlier. What’s your relationship with the Sangju First Sword?”
The woman responded in a much calmer and drier voice than before.
“You’re really persistent. What would change if you knew that?”
“I heard something on my way here.”
No matter how much Young-woo went around cutting people’s throats, he couldn’t recite the next line without hesitation.
How could he ask someone to their face?
Whether she had sold her body to the First Sword.
However, the woman’s following answer completely shattered Young-woo’s basic assumption.
“What relationship? If I had to say, I’d call us a married couple.”
“…What?”
“What.”
“You’re saying you’re the Sangju First Sword’s wife?”
“That’s what I said.”
The woman calmly made a left turn while wearing sunglasses.
They were gradually getting closer to their destination.
“What did you hear on your way here? That people sell their bodies, something like that?”
“…Similar.”
“It’s not wrong. But what are you going to do about it? It’s not rape, and if both sides find it profitable to buy and sell.”
“…”
“And it’s not even illegal anymore. Why is that important to you?”
With the conversation flowing this way, Young-woo had nothing to say in response.
But separately from that, he had doubts.
“…I heard the Sangju First Sword was the first to start human trafficking. Wouldn’t that be important to you at least?”
“…”
Finally, the woman’s mouth shut tight. But the silence didn’t last long.
“Of course I have regrets, but I also understand it on one hand. The world is already ruined. I should be grateful just for having power and money unlike others.”
Then she continued with bitter words.
“But this lifestyle won’t last long. Even now, you’ve come looking… Even if we get through today well, somehow I’ll die someday.”
So she was enjoying everything she could while she still could, the woman had said.
In other words, the Sangju First Sword couple already considered the world doomed and were burning through their remaining lives.
“But you’re also a First Sword.”
“So?”
“Why do you wander around? You could have lived like a king where you originally were.”
“Because I don’t want to die.”
“…What?”
“I’m not going to sit still and wait for death like you guys.”
“Things don’t always go as you wish.”
After this conversation, the woman pointed forward with her hand gripping the steering wheel.
“We’re here.”
Where the woman pointed stood a building with a shabby sign towering above.
「Motel Honeymoon」
While Young-woo read the sign, the woman had already gotten out of the car and was walking toward the motel entrance.
Soon the building’s entrance door swung wide open and a sturdy man came out to greet her.
Swoosh.
The man’s waist bent respectfully.
‘She really is the First Sword’s wife.’
Well, just from their earlier conversation, there was no way it could be a lie.
Young-woo got out of the car while watching the woman and man exchange words.
“Is that the person?”
The man who had been talking with the woman saw Young-woo approaching and moved toward the motel counter first.
Since the axe at the opponent’s waist remained undrawn, Young-woo also asked the woman without drawing his weapon.
“Who is he? That man.”
“Well. I guess you could call him a pimp.”
“…?”
Click-clack.
Since the woman didn’t continue speaking and moved toward the motel, Young-woo followed behind for now.
The development was so different from what he had imagined that he felt like he was losing his sense of reality.
That man being a pimp meant the Sangju First Sword was here with other women.
‘But his wife is still alive?’
If they were tolerating each other’s misconduct like this, it would be the ultimate mess.
“What room number?”
At the woman’s question, the man called a pimp bowed his head and answered.
“Room 303.”
Room 303 meant the 3rd floor.
The woman made an annoyed expression and stepped on the stairs leading upstairs.
Narrow stairs that were an exact copy of the Riverside Motel they had stayed at in Gumi.
Young-woo felt déjà vu as he followed the woman upward.
“….”
From around the 2nd floor, a literally fucking awful smell began seeping through his nostrils. It was the stench of semen.
“What the hell, fuck.”
When Young-woo couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up, the woman glanced back and muttered self-deprecatingly.
“What else, it’s the end times.”
Then, when they had almost reached the motel’s 3rd floor.
“Hey! Se-hwan!”
An unexpectedly booming voice burst from the woman’s throat.
“A First Sword came from the neighboring town to kill you!”
At this, Young-woo pushed the woman aside and climbed the remaining stairs to the 3rd floor.
Then he saw a whitish silhouette walking out from inside the corridor that stretched long to the right.
‘Is that him?’
Young-woo was about to throw his dagger straight at the silhouette but hesitated.
Because the opponent was a naked woman.
But what appeared next was clearly that bastard.
Thud.
A fairly large figure appeared behind the woman, wearing a brilliantly glowing title above his head.
『Sangju First Sword』
Sangju First Sword, Dokgo Se-hwan01.
2nd generation, 147 defenses.
The bastard was naked, standing behind the woman, glanced at Young-woo, then looked at his own wife.
“Earlier… what did you say? Who came?”
“You idiot, another First Sword came to kill you. If you’re lucky, you might die today.”
The otherworldly conversation between the Sangju First Sword couple.
Meanwhile, Young-woo realized the opponent was in a perfectly unarmed state and shot the dagger he had been about to throw like lightning.
Whiiiing!
The dagger shot into the shadowy corridor truly looked like lightning.
For a brief moment, light coming through a small window at the end of the corridor illuminated the dagger, and almost simultaneously, Sangju First Sword Dokgo Se-hwan01’s figure swayed.
Clang!
This was the sound of the dagger embedding in the wall at the end of the corridor.
Young-woo’s attack, or rather ambush, had missed.
‘Crazy. He really is a bastard who consumed 3 million Karma.’
Young-woo felt goosebumps rising all over his body.
He quickly retrieved the dagger, but it was after Se-hwan, who had noticed something strange, had already jumped into the room right next to him.
“What the hell is that bastard?”
Dokgo Se-hwan’s angry voice flowed out from inside Room 303.
He was probably hastily grabbing weapons and such.
Young-woo immediately crossed the corridor and arrived in front of Room 303.
Then that same damn awful smell hit him again and a terrible message appeared.
「Sense stat has temporarily increased from the existing 100 to 428.」
Due to Golden Flash’s plunder effect, Sense increased by a whopping 328.
This meant the opponent’s original Sense stat was 656.
“Kugh…!”
But Young-woo had no time to read the message as he was busy taking a defensive stance following the hologram that appeared before his eyes.
Whiiing!
Dokgo Se-hwan’s weapon was also Early Bird, and his Strength must have been incredible because the sword was so fast that even Gumi Sword Technique couldn’t find timing for a counterattack.
Ping, clang clang!
As the two First Swords exchanged over ten moves in an instant, the naked woman who had been standing blankly in the corridor was startled and ran toward the stairs.
She had never imagined someone who could fight the Sangju First Sword for more than two exchanges would appear.
Meanwhile, the Sangju First Sword’s wife, Yoon Seo-yeon.
“…?”
Seeing the outsider seemingly fighting her husband on equal terms, she hurriedly ran down the motel stairs.
It was to request support.
Since all the monsters had been cleared and there were no special duties now, all the skilled fighters in Sangju City would be staying nearby.
But at the bottom of the stairs she had frantically run down, what awaited her was a completely unexpected sight.
Thoom!
Thoom!
The first thing they heard was an ear-splitting roar.
At this, Seo-yeon looked outside the wide-open motel entrance with a face that said ‘no way.’
Then she saw countless light pillars shooting down from the sky.
Grade 4 Human of the Ruined World (Serial)
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