The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 87

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 87

Within the vast faction commanded by the Lord of Justice, Achiros, there existed numerous factions formed by those vying for the position of Apostle.
Jung Ye-hun was a player belonging to the faction centered around Lee Su-ho, and he had been ordered to recruit Han Yu-sung into their ranks.

– I’ll create an opportunity for you to meet Han Yu-sung. Find him and convince him.
– Yes, Lee Su-ho.

Today was the day Lee Su-ho would visit the Alliance.
He had created an opportunity for Jung Ye-hun and the others to gain access within the Alliance.

– Don’t fail. He’s someone who has caught the Lord’s attention.
– Don’t worry. With my abilities, success is guaranteed.
– If possible, I’d like you to learn everything about him. One way or another, he’ll become a Sworn Servant of Justice.

And Lee Su-ho was wary of Han Yu-sung.
It wasn’t his strength that concerned him. The man was certainly quite powerful and talented, but not to a degree that would threaten him.
However, the problem was that the number of those receiving the Lord’s favor was increasing.

– Before unnecessary competitors multiply, we must deal with him. Either convince him and bring him into my faction, or…

Force him into submission by any means necessary.
That was the order Lee Su-ho had given to Jung Ye-hun.
And now.

“Gasp, ugh…!”

One of Jung Ye-hun’s hands was completely crushed, a pitiful sight.
The sudden, overwhelming pain made Jung Ye-hun’s consciousness blur.
The effect of the concealment skill he had been secretly using vanished in an instant.

“Y-you madman… what are you suddenly…!”
“If you were going to scheme, you should have been prepared to face the consequences.”
“S-scheme? What did I…! Aaaaagh!”

Splurt!

Jung Ye-hun’s other hand, which he’d been pretending not to notice, was pierced by something.
It was a shadow erupting from the floor.
The shadow, transformed into the shape of a sharp awl, didn’t merely pierce Jung Ye-hun’s remaining hand—it coiled around his entire body, binding him tight.
Jung Ye-hun cried out in convulsions.

“What, what are you doing! Don’t just stand there like idiots—move!”
“Y-yes!”

The Lawful Guild members standing behind him scrambled into action.
But before they could move.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

“Ugh, cough—!”
“Krrrrgh!”

My palm struck the empty air.
The Blood Sea Crimson Flame Palm unfolded in an instant. A shockwave of blood and flame swept across the charging Lawful Guild members.
Their bodies slammed into the walls like bullets, and shadows immediately bound them in place.
Jung Ye-hun gasped at the sight.

‘I’ve felt it since the Selection Tournament, but this guy… is a monster.’

The Lawful Guild’s average level was in the 120s.
For a guild specializing in recruitment, it was exceptionally high, and every member possessed considerable combat prowess.
Since Master Jung Ye-hun’s own combat ability was lacking, he’d deliberately assembled them this way.
Yet these guild members were neutralized in an instant!

‘Just how strong is this man?’

The question arose instinctively.
But this was no time for such doubts.
This was the moment to deploy his final trump card to escape this situation.

[Enhancing the mental-type skill that ‘Yuhua’ will deploy next.]
[Using ‘Cradle of Illusion’. Mist spreads…]

Jung Ye-hun’s unique ability, combined with another effect that Harmony possessed.
An S-rank skill that conjured illusions and ensnared the mind—Cradle of Illusions itself.
With this, I would bewilder Han Yu-sung and escape this place!

‘His eyes will soon grow hazy. That will be my chance to flee.’

Thus Jung Ye-hun waited calmly for Han Yu-sung’s gaze to falter.

“Pointless.”
“Gasp… Aaaaaahhhhh!”

That moment never came.
Blood Wind Chain Shatter, unleashed without restraint, embedded itself in his solar plexus, and Jung Ye-hun could only shriek as he collapsed.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.

“Wh-why? My ability…”
“You don’t need to know why. What you need to understand is this.”

Han Yu-sung seized the fallen Jung Ye-hun by the head and lifted him.
His eyes remained cold and expressionless, gleaming with a chilling light.

“You must pay the price for your pointless actions.”
“Wh-what… w-wait! Please! Can you really afford this?! Do you not know who our Lord is?! The Lord of Justice! No matter how skilled you are, against us…!”
“Are you threatening me?”

In that instant, Jung Ye-hun’s frantic words ceased.
They had no choice but to.

“Are you threatening me right now?”

An absurd killing intent bore down upon him.
An overwhelming murderous aura so suffocating he couldn’t even part his lips.
Jung Ye-hun’s body trembled as Han Yu-sung’s hand moved slowly.
And moments later.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!”

A harrowing scream pierced the air.

* * *

The situation was resolved in moments.
I shook the blood from my hands and surveyed my surroundings.
The Lawful Guild members still lay sprawled across the floor, unconscious.
Before them, Jung Ye-hun had been reduced to a pitiful wreck.

[Worthless trash! Wouldn’t it be better to just kill him?]
‘I’d like to, believe me.’

But this was the Alliance.
Killing someone within Alliance grounds would create all manner of complications.
Considering what lay ahead, it was better to let him confess his intentions with his own mouth.

‘Besides, I can extract compensation from it.’

What would happen if word spread that someone had attempted to control me using a unique ability within the Alliance itself?
The purpose being “Contract Plunder”—it would inevitably spark controversy.
Then I could squeeze everything out of the Sworn Servants of Justice.

[Hmph, Achiros… That trash doesn’t even live up to his reputation. The fact that he’s watching this unfold yet doesn’t appear shows how treacherous he truly is!]
‘In the end, it’ll just be a typical case of cutting off the tail.’

It would be far more convenient to frame this as the excessive loyalty of a subordinate Oath-taker rather than a direct order from the Lord himself.
Even a transcendent Lord cannot oversee every single Oath-taker.
There are simply too many. Typically, a Lord observes only the Oath-takers they cherish, those with exceptional talents.
Or perhaps.

‘Someone they wish to observe, or a situation of particular interest has arisen.’

I expanded my senses.
Faint and hazy, yet unmistakably overwhelming—a presence made itself known.
The presence of a transcendent being.
There was no question whose it was.
Achiros.
The presence of the one watching over me gradually receded into the distance.
And as if in exchange.

A resonant boom echoed through the space.

“Gasp, huff! H-Han Yu-sung! Are you alright….”
“W-What in the world is…!”

The Alliance staff members rushed in belatedly.
Lee Kang-hyuk and the other staff members looked around the interior and gasped in horror.
Unconscious Lawful Guild members. And Jung Ye-hun, whose limbs were grotesquely bent and whose appearance was too gruesome to bear looking at.

“W-What happened here?”
“He used a mental-type unique ability. The situation was unfavorable, so I had to resort to physical means.”
“A m-mental-type…?”

Lee Kang-hyuk looked puzzled.
The fact that Lawful Guild’s guild master, Jung Ye-hun, possessed a unique ability called “Harmony” had not yet been revealed.
It was information that would only become known much later. In the meantime, Jung Ye-hun had used his ability to bring considerable profit to the Lord of Justice.
Han Yu-sung had decided to accelerate that timeline.

“It seems to be an ability that manipulates my emotions or mind, but I’m not certain. He used his unique ability while asking if I was willing to change my contracted lord. So I responded accordingly.”
“Ah, that’s… Yes. That could happen. It could happen, but….”

There were excessive elements, but this much qualified as self-defense.
The problem lay elsewhere.

‘…He used such an ability, so why are you unharmed?’

It was a fundamental question.
Jung Ye-hun’s unique ability had never been revealed until now. That meant it was all the more secretive and possessed a certain, reliable power.
So why had the man before his eyes not fallen victim to the unique ability?
He couldn’t help but harbor such doubts.

‘A heart like a dragon proves far more useful than I anticipated.’

In truth, Harmony had not been entirely without effect.
But thanks to the effects of 【Heart Like a Dragon】, I was able to resist Jung Ye-hun’s Harmony.
As befitted an SS-rank ability, it was an extraordinarily useful passive.
Of course, even without it, I would not have simply accepted it.

‘I already know what kind of man Jung Ye-hun is.’

If I hadn’t had something to believe in, I would have unleashed a blood flash the moment I saw his face.
Either way, Jung Ye-hun had nothing to fear from me.

“Have all the people gathered?”
“Yes? Ah, yes. Nearly everyone is here. You can go now.”
“Good. Please have the Alliance handle the cleanup here. Dealing with these people, and….”

A faint smile crossed Han Yu-sung’s lips.
To Lee Kang-hyuk watching him, it was an ominous smile if there ever was one.

“Filing a complaint against the Lord of Justice. Both matters, that is.”
“Ah, no, a complaint? How could we possibly….”
“Since this happened within the Alliance, which should be secure, surely you bear some responsibility? I trust you’ll handle it appropriately.”

Han Yu-sung patted Lee Kang-hyuk’s shoulder as he walked past.

“This is, no….”

What remained was Lee Kang-hyuk, utterly dumbfounded.
And the groaning guild members of Lowful.

* * *

The Conference Room held numerous players waiting.
Perhaps around twenty-four. Half had passed the Selection Tournament, while the other half were veterans of the previous National Inter-Country Tournament.
And numerous staff members from the Association were seated as well.
All eyes turned toward Han Yu-sung.

“You’ve arrived, Han Yu-sung. Please wait a moment.”
“That man is….”
“Hmm….”

I could hear the players whispering among themselves.
Han Yu-sung took a seat in a nearby chair as if unconcerned.
Yet I felt an unusually intense gaze directed at me.

“….”
“….”

Someone nearby was staring intently at Han Yu-sung.
A familiar face.
It was Yoon Ga-ram, a Shadow Oath-taker.

‘Looks like she passed. Well, nothing surprising about that.’

The composition of participants had changed from my previous life.
From the moment Han Yu-sung participated, it was already different. In my previous life, Han Yu-sung never took part in the Selection Tournament or the National Inter-Country Tournament.
Back then, Han Yu-sung had been unremarkable in every way.

[That woman continues to gaze upon thee.]
‘Ignore her.’

There was nothing worth discussing anyway.
Han Yu-sung waited with his eyes closed as time passed.
Yoon Ga-ram seemed eager to strike up a conversation, but Han Yu-sung had no such intention.
Time flowed quickly, and four more successful participants arrived.

“The final participant has arrived. You’ve all worked hard.”
“Please take your seats. That makes twenty-nine. Now all that remains is….”

Han Yu-sung looked around.
The National Inter-Country Tournament divided teams into three categories by level.
One team from level 41 to 80, one team from level 81 to 140, and finally one team from level 141 to 200.
All players from the first two teams had arrived.

‘That guy hasn’t shown up yet.’

What remained was a participant from the final high-level team.
A player possessing particularly formidable power among them.
And someone I had wanted to meet at least once here.

Boom!

Or rather, could it even be called opening?
It was practically shattered.
All eyes turned toward the entrance as someone stepped through.
A man with an utterly expressionless face, dressed entirely in white.
A man with a deadpan expression, dressed entirely in white.

“Oh, you’ve arrived. Lee Su-ho.”

Lee Su-ho of the Sworn Servants of Justice.
One of Korea’s representative players and a Holy Knight of exceptional skill.
The one destined to be appointed as an Apostle of Justice in the near future.
His face was frozen in an expressionless mask, yet something about it radiated anger as his gaze swept across the interior before fixing on a single point.
Directly toward where Han Yu-sung stood.

‘Hmm, more than I expected….’

Eyes that looked ready to devour him whole.
Han Yu-sung met that gaze and found himself thinking.

‘Weak. Is this all he had at this point in time?’

Lee Su-ho, universally acknowledged as Korea’s representative player.
The thought struck him that this man was weaker than he had anticipated.

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