My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 231

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Episode 231

This was the second time I’d seen a gate created by the Black Heaven Society.

After confirming the whole story, President Baek’s face turned pale.

“That was almost a disaster.”

“Well, we came out fine, so it’s all good.”

All limbs still attached.

I even brought back a Doom Knight and acquired Death Knight remains.

What about the mutant Giant Ant Queen’s corpse?

And lastly.

There’s even that scrawny guy with a soul trapped inside.

I’ll probably be full without eating for a while.

How long would it take to chew, tear, taste, and enjoy everything I gained from this raid?

Since I acquired so much, even making an estimate wasn’t easy.

“Your enthusiastic approach to accumulating achievements is truly admirable to see.”

“The great lord is indeed a workaholic.”

“The girl will also assist by Master’s side.”

Who called me a workaholic?

When I glared at them, Zaugg quickly turned his head away.

President Baek clapped lightly, attempting to change the subject.

“We’ll need to go negotiate with GGG soon.”

“You’re working hard too, President.”

President Baek was the first to see the body camera footage.

It was to estimate what we could extract from GGG.

I gave him the source material, so he’ll probably squeeze out a decent amount.

“I’ll get back at least as much as Hunter Park achieved. No, even more.”

“President! How about some bonuses for us too!”

“I’ll consider it.”

“Oh, ooooh!”

“Jong-hyo is the exception.”

“Kyaaaah! Why! Why me!”

“You didn’t participate in this raid, did you?”

“Heheheheng. President, you’re mean.”

“Heh. This is justice being served!”

“President. I believed in you!”

Everyone except Jong-hyo broke into bright smiles.

Since he went sightseeing during that time, I think everyone’s happy.

“What will happen with the Black Heaven Society’s involvement?”

“It’ll probably be left unquestioned.”

Those guys whose very existence is classified.

Instead of making it public, there’s a high chance it’ll be used in internal factional struggles.

Now that I think about it, something seems odd.

“The Black Heaven Society isn’t known to the outside world. How can they use that for pressure?”

“Creating gates artificially isn’t an easy task, apparently.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be something you could just whip up instantly.”

Let me recall that gate that was on the verge of critical state right after being created.

Corpses of people in modern clothing were piled up by the tens of thousands.

To create the gate.

Or it was probably a massacre caused to fulfill some condition.

“If the William Faction commissioned it, massive capital would have been involved.”

“Just taking action to trace that would be pressure enough.”

“Exactly. Executive Sofia isn’t a careless person, so she’ll make good use of it to pressure the William faction.”

This should be worth the price of admission to the Tower of Chaos.

My lips curved up with satisfaction.

“Should I ask GGG to arrange a gate for us?”

“Wow. President, you’re mean.”

We came all the way to Los Angeles and you want us to work.

Sob sob sob.

Is this what a slave’s life is like?

“B-but, didn’t Hunter Park like working?”

“No, I don’t!”

My pleasure is leaving the hunting to my familiars while I enjoy the sweet life, so why are you doing this!

Such mean people.

Ah.

Come to think of it, repairing the undead that got smashed in this gate raid is also work.

“Uuuuuuuh.”

I just want to be happy for once!

Why!

Why can’t I, Park Min-ho, be happy!

“Lord seems pleased.”

“Hoho. Should I prepare drinks in advance?”

“Schne will look up some nearby restaurants.”

“Sightseeing. Together. Go.”

When Roan and Zaugg were about to go outside.

Grab.

I firmly grasped both their shoulders with my hands.

“Where are you going, leaving me behind?”

“The great lord has much work to do.”

“Can’t do it! No. Won’t do it!”

I absolutely won’t work in LA.

Anyway, I’m on strike!

* * *

Cross Gate.

A singularity where multiple dimensions overlap.

The Black Heaven Society headquarters existed somewhere at the intersection of dimensions.

A massive castle undulating within deep shadows.

In the inner sanctum of the black fortress, several blue flames flickered.

Flicker!

One flame died out.

A being in a black robe muttered lowly.

“One apprentice order member has fallen.”

An ambiguous tone that made it impossible to tell if it was a man or woman.

Among the blue flames, the particularly large masses swayed greatly from side to side.

『Who is it?』

A voice emerged from the flame mass.

The robed being replied slowly.

“Juan Carlos.”

『Ah. That guy. Wasn’t he the newcomer Hirekan was coveting?』

『Sad news for the corpse lover.』

『Don’t speak of necromancy so disgracefully.』

Several telepathic thoughts flowing from the flame masses echoed and resonated through the inner sanctum.

“Quiet.”

Whoosh.

The violently surging fireballs settled down.

『First Hand. I have something to ask.』

“Permission to speak granted.”

『Wasn’t the apprentice member managing EI-03?』

“Correct. It was a commission from a GGG executive.”

A commission that had been carried out for an enormous sum of money.

Since the contract condition was for a Gate Break to occur, the commission had essentially failed.

Even the advance payment alone had been tremendous.

But since they didn’t receive the success reward, it was a considerable blow to the Black Heaven Society’s financial operations.

『I understand that Gate type was an environment favorable to the apprentice.』

『Ah, right, if it’s that type, it’s ants.』

『Isn’t that an environment that’s difficult even for S-ranks forming teams?』

The other fireballs also showed interest.

The commission from GGG Executive Director William Harris.

Since it had been a big deal that rarely came along recently, there weren’t many Black Heaven Society members who didn’t know about it.

To spread seeds of evil throughout the world ultimately required ‘capital’.

This was also why the Black Heaven Society operated in shadows and steadily took on commissions.

Recently, getting commissions had become more difficult due to having their tail stepped on.

『If there had been a necromancer apprentice in EI-03, even the Los Angeles Saint wouldn’t have had it easy.』

『Huh? That’s right?』

『The Los Angeles Saint is S-rank. She wouldn’t even be able to enter.』

『I didn’t know there was such a capable person among GGG’s A-ranks.』

『There’s one fact you all don’t know.』

An entity with a particularly gloomy tone lower than the other telepathic voices spoke slowly.

『Juan Carlos commanded a Doom Knight.』

『Isn’t a Doom Knight an SS-rank monster?』

『Aren’t you overestimating that apprentice you were paying attention to?』

『That’s quite an exaggeration.』

“Fourth Hand’s statement is fact.”

The robed entity affirmed the gloomy voice’s statement.

『A necromancer commanding a Doom Knight in EI-03 type got subjugated?』

『Who did such a thing?』

『Unbelievable.』

『Wow. That’s an interesting situation.』

The Black Heaven Society’s ‘Hands’ each voiced their thoughts.

Most emotions were surprise and interest.

The commission failed?

What was the big deal about that?

Most of those involved in the Black Heaven Society deviated from common sense.

Rather than the commission failing.

Far more were interested in the culprit behind it.

『Who is it? The one who conquered EI-03 and sent the cute apprentice to the afterlife.』

“The child who closed the DE-04 type.”

DE?

While the fireballs were retracing their memories.

As if screaming.

The one called ‘Fourth Hand’ coughed and shouted.

『Park Min-ho!』

『Who is that?』

『Hehehe. Judging by the name, seems to be Korean.』

『Ah. I know!』

Among the various reactions.

The one called Fourth Hand, who had shouted Min-ho’s name, reacted particularly intensely.

『He ruined the Night of the Dead ritual I prepared by offering 20,000 sacrifices. Now he’s even harmed a promising necromancer?』

The official name of DE-04 was Abyss of the Forgotten.

It was a Gate created in downtown Seoul under commission from the Superhuman Bureau.

Over 20,000 civilians were consumed in creating the Gate.

It was made by kidnapping civilians living in remote areas of China with cooperation from the Superhuman Bureau.

Fourth Hand’s plan didn’t end with sniping Min-ho.

What the Superhuman Bureau wanted was Min-ho’s death and causing some chaos in Korea.

So they set the value just before Mega Break.

If massive civilian casualties occurred, they planned to use some great magic to absorb life force.

However.

All those plans were ruined because of one person, Min-ho.

『How about recruiting him into the Society?』

One of the large fireballs spread cheerful telepathic thoughts.

『He harmed Juan Carlos and ruined my great work!』

『Since when did you care so much about the apprentice?』

『What?』

『He got beaten because he was weak. That idiot.』

『Grrrr! He ruined two commissions!』

『Isn’t it the fault of the person who didn’t set the trap properly?』

The fireball blazed intensely.

『Elli. Let’s fight right now…』

“Fighting between Hands is forbidden. You should all know this.”

The agitated telepathy subsided at the quiet voice.

“Don’t raise your voices.”

The fireballs also quieted down at the brief warning.

After pausing briefly, the entity in the robe slowly spoke.

“The Park Min-ho recruitment matter. Are you confident?”

『I’ll try once and kill him if it doesn’t work. Whatever.』

“It won’t be easy. The Executor is backing him.”

Korea’s representative SS-rank Hunter, Executor Jung Seung-il.

His military power was comparable to the Black Heaven Society’s ‘Hands’, so he couldn’t be underestimated.

『I’ll move within reasonable limits.』

“Good. Try it once.”

The organization that cast shadows over Cross Gate and various parts of the world.

The Black Heaven Society began showing interest in Min-ho.

* * *

For several days, I put aside all work and everything else to enjoy LA tourism.

“Master! Please try this!”

“Mage. Shouldn’t we check whether there’s poison or not?”

Sir Isra snatched the hot dog Ingrid offered.

Before I could say anything, he took a bite and let out a short exclamation of admiration.

“It’s safe to eat.”

The bite mark you made is still there.

“Iron Head!! Then that’s an indirect kiss with Master!”

“A knight doesn’t worry about such trivial matters.”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

“Are you saying I coveted my Lord’s food with wicked intentions?”

“Then what else could it be!”

“To insult chivalry like this. Let’s settle this!”

It was quite noisy, but still enjoyable.

There were some unexpected parts too.

I thought few people would recognize us when we came to Distant Land.

“White Light Knight! Please let us take a photo together!”

“Wow. The Guui-dong Necromancer!”

“The person next to you is the Crimson Witch!”

People recognized me or took selfies with my familiars, and whenever we visited tourist spots, we invariably received people’s cheers.

After enjoying tourism for 4 days without doing anything else.

“Master says he wants to express his gratitude for this matter. Could you spare some time?”

Guided by Executive Sofia, I visited GGG Headquarters once again.

As soon as Yoo Jeong-kim saw me, he clapped loudly.

“Excellent! Thanks to you, our guild saved face.”

“Not at all. I was just lucky.”

“Modesty is a virtue of Asians, but you don’t need to do that in this country. If you speak modestly, they think it’s real.”

When a second-generation Korean-American said that, it didn’t sound like a joke.

“I’m not good at beating around the bush, so I’ll get to the point. I’ve prepared compensation for helping our guild this time.”

Yoo Jeong-kim got straight to the main topic.

President Baek standing beside him wore a meaningful smile.

Just what did you manage to extract to make such a satisfied expression?

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