Level 4 Human in a Ruined World - Chapter 93
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Chapter 93 25. Yongsan Park (3)
When Yongsan First Sword defined Young-woo as a ‘guest’ through enthusiastic hospitality, many things changed.
First of all.
Swoosh!
The Yongsan police officers who had been pointing swords at Young-woo just minutes before now lined up on both sides to clear a path.
A formal protocol had begun.
“Well then, shall we go.”
Then Yongsan First Sword Kim Do-ha pointed to a black sedan parked in the distance and gestured for them to go together.
There were even mobile security personnel on motorcycles waiting near the sedan.
They were copying the state guest protocol from the old days exactly.
“….”
As Young-woo stared blankly at the ceremonial procession that was clearly all pomp and circumstance, Yongsan Police Chief Lee Gwang-won spoke up.
“Yongsan has not only the major departments of the New Seoul Government, but also Yongsan Park, which has been designated as the assembly hall. It’s essentially the capital of Seoul.”
That’s why this kind of protocol was a great help in boosting the morale of Yongsan-gu residents, according to his explanation.
“…I see.”
Young-woo didn’t quite understand, but he nodded for now.
Wasn’t the phrase “capital of Seoul” contradictory to begin with?
Of course, judging by the government name being ‘New Seoul Government’, it seemed they no longer viewed Seoul as just a city.
‘They seem too busy fighting over their own rice bowls to call this a government.’
It was also comedic that the one who killed the son of a Seoul Alliance member was receiving a formal protocol.
Young-woo slowly urged Negwig forward and looked down at Kim Do-ha and Police Chief Lee Gwang-won.
“You two can take the car as usual. As you can see, I have a horse.”
“Ah… I see.”
Kim Do-ha glanced at the outsider’s Iron Horse that had been bothering him.
A mount of unknown grade that Young-woo’s Advertiser ‘Dogo’ had given as a token of appreciation.
Not knowing Negwig’s background, Kim Do-ha could only wonder where and how much this guy had paid to buy such a rare item.
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Yongsan Park.
A large green space in the heart of Yongsan-gu, Seoul City.
Since it was once a space where US military forces were stationed, its total area reaches 3 million square meters, and now it’s used as the First Sword Assembly venue hosted by the Seoul Alliance.
In other words, it was being used as a place where superhumans who could smash buildings with their bare hands would duel if necessary.
“I wonder if First Swords have actually fought each other here.”
When Young-woo muttered to himself, one of the police officers following on a motorcycle blinked.
He had heard Young-woo’s words.
“….”
Young-woo quickly looked around.
His current location was on Dongjak-daero heading toward Yongsan Park.
Up ahead, a black foreign car carrying Yongsan First Sword and the Yongsan Police Chief was rolling along, and Young-woo was following behind at an appropriate distance.
While receiving escort-like protection from four police motorcycles.
“Why, do you know something? Please tell me.”
When Young-woo asked this, the police officer who had been watching his surroundings cautiously spoke up.
“We can’t enter the inner area so we don’t know well, but… I understand there was a duel at the first assembly.”
“Oh… really?”
Just as Young-woo showed an interested reaction, the police officers who had been right next to him began to fall back.
They had suddenly stopped their motorcycles.
“…?”
Young-woo, who had a puzzled expression, only understood the reason after turning his head forward again.
They had arrived at Yongsan Park in the meantime.
Vroooom….
The vehicle carrying the First Sword was already sliding into the park while receiving 90-degree bows from men in suits.
And then.
“Welcome. This is Yongsan Park from here on.”
As Young-woo passed by riding Negwig, the men bowed again.
‘They’re not following. Can’t even bodyguards enter the park?’
The First Sword’s vehicle running in the distance also had no separate security personnel attached.
In other words, from now on, whatever happened would have to be handled entirely with one’s own strength.
Although there were said to be assembly rules, they were essentially just verbal agreements between First Swords.
Since there were no public eyes here either, in some ways, this was truly a lawless zone.
‘Frankly speaking, even if someone died, it wouldn’t be noticed at all.’
Meanwhile, the vehicle ahead continued entering the park without stopping.
‘Just how big is this place…?’
Following the vehicle ahead, Young-woo came to understand why the First Swords had chosen this place as their assembly venue.
You needed this much space for First Sword-level Mains to fight without restraint.
Vrooom…!
Eventually, the vehicle’s engine sound changed subtly and it slowed down, and at the right moment, something began to appear in the distance.
The first thing he saw were people who looked busy moving something, and what caught his eye next was.
‘Chairs…?’
The objects those people were moving.
They were none other than chairs.
“That’s supposed to be the assembly hall?”
No one answered Young-woo’s latest muttering.
And Young-woo didn’t need to hear an answer this time either.
Anyone could see that was the assembly hall where Seoul’s power brokers gathered.
“….”
A spacious clearing with evenly laid grass.
About a dozen chairs placed at regular intervals on top of it.
That was all there was.
There wasn’t even a table for refreshments or a canopy to block the sunlight, just chairs placed on the ground.
Even those chairs lacked uniformity and were all different.
Some were plush leather chairs that reminded one of sofas, while the one placed across from them was a plastic folding chair you’d see at convenience stores.
‘This is ridiculous. They made such a big fuss coming here, but the actual assembly hall looks like this?’
A composition that couldn’t have happened without clear intent.
Moreover, some chairs already had people sitting in them.
That meant there were First Swords who had arrived early.
Screech!
Finally, the black sedan that had been driving ahead came to a stop, and Kim Do-ha and Lee Gwang-won got out in turn.
Young-woo also jumped down from Negwig and approached Kim Do-ha while holding the reins.
“Is that the assembly hall?”
Then Kim Do-ha grinned as if he knew what Young-woo was thinking and answered.
“A bit unexpected, right? The fact that we hold assemblies just on the ground like this.”
Then he looked at the chair arrangement scene that was being finished and continued.
“Even bringing things to this spot costs money in a way. We can’t carelessly bring furniture here because if a fight breaks out, everything around gets completely destroyed….”
So, they were preparing with the assumption that duels or fights would break out from the start, so they didn’t put in unnecessary effort.
And looking at it the other way, it also meant that controlling individual First Swords was that difficult.
“Still, there’s one service we provide… you can personally choose the chair you’ll sit in during the assembly. Of course, sitting on the ground is also possible.”
Kim Do-ha said this while giving Young-woo a look asking if he’d like to choose a chair.
“Ah… I’m fine. As you said, I can sit on the floor.”
Young-woo’s gaze naturally turned south, toward his back.
He was hoping that Gwanak First Sword Jo Sang-ik would arrive soon.
Being stuck here without knowing a single person would likely make this an uncomfortable situation in many ways.
However, the actual development proceeded completely differently from his wishes.
The First Swords who had arrived early at the gathering began to rise from their seats one by one.
Rather than standing up because they saw Kim Do-ha, the owner of Yongsan Park, arrive, they were all looking toward Negwig.
“Let’s go exchange greetings.”
Kim Do-ha scratched his chin and stepped toward where the First Swords were.
Meanwhile, Yongsan Police Chief Lee Gwang-won didn’t move a single step from near the vehicle.
Whether he lacked the authority to go further or simply didn’t want to be near the First Swords was unclear.
Anyway, having come this far, there weren’t any other options, were there?
“Ahem.”
Young-woo cleared his throat once and moved forward while holding Negwig’s reins.
Clank, clank.
Thanks to the mirages wrapped around both feet, metallic sounds rang out with each step.
The First Swords standing in their respective positions began murmuring.
A reaction similar to when Young-woo first met Gwanak First Sword Jo Sang-ik.
In First Sword society, insisting on bare feet was ‘eccentric,’ but making metallic sounds with each step was closer to ‘bizarre.’
On top of this, the horse-shaped creature Young-woo was leading by the reins was also covered in iron armor, wasn’t it?
Clank, clatter.
When the distance between Young-woo and the gathering place narrowed to about 20 meters, the first reaction finally erupted.
“What the hell is that?”
The one who spoke while resting his hand halfway on the sword sheath at his waist was Yang Woo-taek07, a 42-year-old male.
Above his head, the title ‘Mapo First Sword’ was shining brightly.
Meanwhile, above Young-woo’s head.
『Gyeongbuk First Sword』
The characters “Gyeongbuk First Sword” were writhing while shrouded in purple mist.
“Gyeongbuk First Sword…?”
Then another person stammered as they read Young-woo’s bizarre title.
Seongbuk First Sword, Lee Yu-bin16. A 22-year-old female.
She had already sensed an ominous feeling upon seeing Young-woo.
The form of the title aside, Gyeongbuk was a major region, wasn’t it? This was an opponent in a different weight class.
“Um… why is the title like that? Do major region titles normally appear that way?”
Of course, that didn’t mean she was scared enough to hesitate asking questions.
After all, this was Seoul, and even at this gathering, the alliance members far outnumbered the others.
“Ah, that’s…”
Just as Young-woo was about to answer.
Screech!
Someone who had been sitting in a chair the whole time suddenly stood up with a loud noise.
“Oh my, I’ve heard so much about you.”
Dongdaemun First Sword Jang Jeong-ho01. 29 years old, male.
As he rose, casting a heavy shadow, Yu-bin’s expression hardened.
Jang Jung-ho was a well-known troublemaker even at gatherings.
As far as the First Swords knew, he had been a person without a single criminal record in the previous world, but now he was a murderous maniac.
For example, the only method of punishment in Dongdaemun-gu, which he ruled, was beheading.
“Hmm.”
Mapo First Sword Yang Woo-taek also sat back down in his chair after seeing Jang Jung-ho stand up.
Step, step.
If Young-woo was bizarre, then Jang Jung-ho was eccentric.
Even now, he was confidently walking barefoot, which was proof of that.
To First Swords, shoes were a kind of courtesy and expression of sincerity.
It was an indirect way of expressing that they hadn’t come here to fight and wanted to stay civilized before leaving.
It meant they wouldn’t exert enough power to burst their shoes.
However, Jang Jung-ho was the type who didn’t care about such things.
Actually, wasn’t it the same in the world before the reset? Not everyone followed public morals.
“Since we’ve met like this by fate, shall we shake hands?”
Jang Jung-ho, who had approached right in front of Young-woo, extended his hand with gleaming eyes.
Swoosh.
It already felt like he was putting full strength into his grip.
“That’s enough. He’s a guest who has business with the executive director.”
Kim Do-ha, who saw through the obvious prank—no, provocation—stopped Jang Jung-ho.
Actually, he didn’t really care whether the two got into a fight or not, but now wasn’t the time.
‘I want to see Jung Hyun-sik get beaten up.’
If it was true that this outsider had killed Jung Hyun-sik’s son, then one of the two First Swords would definitely die today.
And Kim Do-ha hoped it would preferably be Jung Hyun-sik who died.
He had harbored resentment toward Jung Hyun-sik ever since the duel they fought over deciding the gathering location.
So he had to make sure the outsider who was about to undertake the great deed didn’t waste his strength unnecessarily.
For instance.
Thud!
“Huh…?”
Like getting caught by Jang Jung-ho and having a strength contest disguised as a handshake, as was happening now.
“W-wait!”
The moment Kim Do-ha realized the handshake had already begun and was shocked, Jang Jung-ho’s eyes began turning golden.
This crazy bastard was trying to use First Sword’s Authority.
Grade 4 Human of the Ruined World (Serial)
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