How A Mythical Holy Knight Lives As A Villain (Novel) - Chapter 122
Chapter 122
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“That bastard has dual American citizenship.”
Yongyong’s single statement was the decisive blow.
“Sh-shut up.”
Im Chul-soon’s face twisted with bewilderment.
“What? Dual citizenship?”
Dual citizenship might have been legally permitted and not particularly problematic.
“Justice, didn’t you originally protest to abolish dual citizenship?”
“Right. You said players getting dual benefits was unacceptable…”
Grin.
On the giant billboard, Yongyong pushed his face forward and smiled.
His short teeth were revealed, and his tiny nostrils flared as he spoke.
“That bastard will definitely run to America if problems arise. I guarantee it.”
“Shut up!”
“You guys know what?”
Was there anything still remaining?
Im Chul-soon clenched his fists tightly.
If that had been a person instead of a billboard, he felt like he would have smashed their head in with a rock.
“Posts written by Im Chul-soon on internet communities under a private account.”
Swooosh!
The screen changed, and dozens of titles and text appeared and disappeared repeatedly.
“Damn player bastards. If only I were a player, I’d sweep away all those civilian bastards lol”
“Actually, the reason I can’t awaken as a player is probably because I’m destined to awaken to an incredible class later?”
“I want to marry Goh Min-ji.”
“Kim Se-hyun’s comments are so annoying lol Se-hyun dating? I used to know Kim Se-hyun well back in the day…”
“What’s so special about Go Johan lol I’m probably better than him. That bastard used to…”
Murmur, murmur.
Every single post was too painful to look at with open eyes.
“Sh-shut up!”
Im Chul-soon shouted again.
“No, I didn’t… I didn’t write those!”
But that reaction was the problem.
His face turning red with embarrassment and backing away was as good as admitting he wrote those posts himself.
“I’ll attach evidence. Same IP, same ID, and this is hacked data from Chul-soon hyung’s phone. And Chul-soon hyung, you should thank me, right?”
Roaaar! Yongyong howled as he said this.
“I didn’t show you the really disgusting stuff. You know what I’m talking about, right?”
Thud.
Im Chul-soon sat down.
“If you don’t admit it now, I’ll open it immediately? Okay?”
“No!”
That’s when it happened.
“Really now.”
As if time had stopped, the voice Im Chul-soon had been waiting for came through the silence.
“This is hard to watch with open eyes.”
“Ahhh…!”
The voice he had longed for – the shame that had filled his mind until just moments ago vanished without a trace, replaced only by irrepressible passion.
“Queen! My Queen!”
Im Chul-soon grabbed her pant leg and shouted.
“Please! Help me! You have… the power to do so, don’t you!”
“Of course.”
Baek Seon-hee nodded and said.
“I’ve prepared a gift for you anyway.”
“R-really?”
“Yes. So…”
Grin.
Baek Seon-hee’s approaching face wore a deep smile.
“I won’t have to see this disgusting vermin anymore.”
“……?”
It was instantaneous.
The stopped time returned.
More precisely, it would be correct to say that he, who had briefly fallen asleep, had awakened.
“B-boss. Is that really true?”
The moment Im Chul-soon turned his head at the voice.
Crunch!
The head of the protester who had been speaking to him vanished.
Literally.
“……?”
It disappeared.
But what was strange was.
Swish.
Only the head had disappeared – everything below the neck remained intact.
Splaaaash!
A fountain of blood erupted, and only then could Im Chul-soon understand the situation.
“Ugh…”
His subordinate who had moved at his whim.
“Ughhhhh!”
She was dead.
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“Ughhhhh!”
Im Chul-soon fell into panic, screaming something grotesque that was neither a cry nor anything else.
Slide, thud.
His subordinate collapsed without her head.
And.
“Kyaaaaa!”
The entire area had become a slaughterhouse.
When he looked at that place with a dazed expression, all Im Chul-soon could see was a black flash.
Like seeing blue current flashing in the moment static electricity bursts.
Craaack!
It was tearing through the protesters, committing slaughter.
“Go… Johan?”
Im Chul-soon said with an incredulous expression.
But when the black flash briefly stopped.
Swish.
It was looking at Im Chul-soon.
It wasn’t Go Johan – someone wearing a mask.
“……!”
One of those bizarre superhumans who traveled with Go Johan.
“How dare you.”
The masked figure stood at the center of the protesters and raised his voice.
“How dare you insult the great Go Johan!”
“……!”
“I am an apostle and believer of Johan…”
He spoke as if pronouncing judgment.
“All of you who sinned against him are sentenced to death.”
“Ah…”
Im Chul-soon felt immense terror again, his mind going blank.
Players, players.
Though he had been confident that the difference between himself and them was merely chance, that he too could become greater than any player if only he awakened, he was also just an ordinary person.
A delusion most ordinary people have.
“…Ugh, ugh…”
They had never experienced the combat and slaughter that players went through.
They had ignored the statistic that even among those who awakened as players, less than ten percent actually maintained that activity.
“Ugh…”
How terrifying and desperate blood and pain were.
Splaaaash!
They didn’t know.
What he witnessed before his eyes was too painful and terrifying.
But soon doubt arose.
‘Why?’
Why was that thing, claiming to be Go Johan’s apostle, leaving him alone?
And he recalled his master whom he had met in his dream earlier.
“A gift.”
His mind flashed.
If that person was the gift.
“Go Johan! You bastard!”
Im Chul-soon stood up and shouted.
“Finally revealing your true colors!”
Im Chul-soon, confident in his voice if nothing else, shouted with all his might.
“Everyone look! This is Go Johan’s reality! He’s trash who tramples everything with power!”
Im Chul-soon shouted.
“He is a villain! A demon! An evil that must be eliminated…”
At that moment.
“……?”
Im Chul-soon looked down at the ground with a dazed expression.
The black flash that had pierced his abdomen.
When he looked ahead.
Grin.
The figure was smiling beneath the mask.
‘Why?’
Ah.
Only then could he understand.
That ultimately, he had to die.
That to his master, he was merely a disposable item to be used once and discarded.
“Fuck…”
Those were his last words before immense pain overwhelmed him.
Clang!
Sparks flew as the black flash clashed with a group.
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“Defeat that demon who dares impersonate him!”
They were members of the Sanctuary Alliance who had been watching the situation.
Those who couldn’t intervene in the sudden situation rushed forward and clashed with the black flash.
“Evacuate this way!”
Association members also stepped forward to help evacuate the protesters.
But.
Boom!
The black flash was too strong.
In an instant, three members of the Sanctuary Alliance were sent flying, and two were seriously injured.
“Impersonating him…”
“Anyone who blocks the path of Go Johan, that great one, will all be killed.”
The black flash only repeated the same words.
Squelch, squelch.
As Im Chul-soon also collapsed, seeing his spilling intestines while waiting for death.
For some reason, he thought it was like the dreamlike moment when he had met his master.
All noise disappeared.
Step, step.
He could only think of footsteps approaching.
And when he blinked.
A familiar back had appeared before him.
Silver-white hair, a massive back that felt like a giant’s.
Even the tattoos below his ears.
It didn’t take long to understand who it was.
“Go… Johan…”
He was the real Go Johan.
Standing thus, Go Johan surveyed his surroundings and then raised his hand.
Craaack!
The black flash that had been tearing through the protesters.
Crunch!
Stopped as if something was being torn, flesh splattering.
Soon the black flash stopped and looked at Go Johan.
At that moment, Im Chul-soon thought a battle would break out.
But.
“Ahhh!”
The black flash spoke in a sacred voice, as if beholding a god.
“Great one! I have dared to commit slaughter against your will.”
He babbled thus.
“I will pay for this sin with my life!”
Then he tried to plunge his sword toward his own heart.
Crunch!
But with Go Johan’s hand moving again, that head was torn off.
It was an unbelievable end for a monster that numerous players couldn’t even stop.
“Ah…”
When Im Chul-soon let out a groan like an exclamation.
Step.
Go Johan had turned around and was looking at Im Chul-soon.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
His heart, which had been dying just moments ago, began beating fiercely.
Everything that had been fading began to become clear.
‘I have committed a sin.’
And now he was being punished.
Damn it, if only he had known.
But there was still a thread of hope remaining.
“I’ll testify to everything…”
He tried to appeal that Im Chul-soon was needed to prove Go Johan’s innocence, but it was the end.
The last thing Im Chul-soon could see was his own body moving away.
He could realize that Go Johan’s hand, which had moved in an instant, had decided his end just like the black flash.
Whoosh.
Silence had descended.
Flinch.
Those who had become Go Johan’s enemies sat down.
Flinch.
Even those who had tried to stand on Go Johan’s side backed away in fear.
“Johan… hyung!”
Yongyong from the broken billboard welcomed Go Johan.
“To come all this way…”
The Sanctuary Alliance members who had faced the black flash spoke as if dumbfounded.
And Go Johan approached the Sanctuary Alliance and quietly extended his hand.
“You’ve worked hard.”
“…We’re sorry…”
“You’ll be fine soon.”
The Sanctuary Alliance players thought those words were Go Johan’s consideration to end their suffering before they suffered more.
But they were wrong.
Whoooooosh!
Brilliant golden light began to engulf them.
When that golden light finally disappeared.
“…Huh?”
The Sanctuary Alliance members could see that the wounds inflicted by the black flash had vanished.