How the Villain Lives

36. It's all for you.

"There are about thirty of them, including the junior shareholders and the chief of staff under Yu Baek Woo. But why are you asking me that?"

"Why do you think that is?"

The guard bangs on the shoulder and opens the door as it is and goes inside. When the NPC Maid who handles the tiles inside the building showed up, Sung-hoon naturally gave orders.

"Let me gather everyone in this building now."

"Very well. Can I ask you to gather in the conference room?"

"No, the office upstairs."

"Yes."

"Hmm."

Begin to climb the stairs, humming lightly. Of the eight floors of the building, only three floors were allowed to Seonghoon. But now I have taken more than that without hesitation. Of course, there was someone to stop it, but only when there were fewer people to stop it up to the sixth floor.

"Hey, there."

"Huh? Wait, aren't you a ghost...?"

"I'm sorry. It's a little hard for me to remember someone else's face and name. I've never seen him before. Can you hear his name?"

"It's Kim Chang-hyun, the head of the Huangdae Division. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Why is the ghost coming up here? Let's get you down here."

Even though you know the power and reputation of ghosts, this is a Federation building. It is no longer permissible to go out to ghosts. In case of a situation, the gentle voice of Seonghun burst into his ear, even thinking of mobilizing force.

"Deputy Kim Chang-hyun. Normally, you're right. But that's not the case right now. You know what the city's like now, right? In the absence of Mr. Kang Han and Mr. Yu Baek Woo, other than the Grand Master and the Guild Leaders, it is natural that I, the advisor of the Alliance, have the power of order, right?"

"... That, that."

"I'll gather people and explain the details, so now I can gather people quickly and come to the 8th floor office."

"……."

After challenging him to say something, Sung-hoon immediately turned around and began to climb the stairs. There were others near the door, but he stepped back, saying the words of Seonghun at once.

'This is the Supreme Chamber of Shinshi.'

The office that once had a pair of Hot Tories. Seong Hun, who came through the front door justifiably during the daytime without sneaking in, took out a book that was filling the closet with strange touches.

[Record changes in consumable prices in Shinxi]

"That's good."

There were also simple books, but most of them contained important information. Of course, the real valuable information would have been hidden deep, not in this visible place, but the information here was never worth much.

'There are so many people joining, acting officially in Yangji, and representing this city that I can go far ahead of Kim Yi-hyun's Rescue Guild and my nameless Guild. Everyday information that you can put in a place like this is information that ordinary people can't even see for the rest of their lives.'

"Why should we follow that order?"

"Thinking about what it is, why don't you go in and out of Mr. Kanghan's office?"

"Once everyone calms down. It's not too late to hear the details and take action."

Intersect!

"We got together sooner than we thought. Don't all stand there, let's step inside and talk about it."

"... Hey."

"What is it?"

"There's no place for you to sit. Only Kang Han and Yoo Baek Woo can sit. Then why are you sitting there?"

"Oh, yeah? I sat down wondering what it would feel like to be in such a fancy chair. It's expensive will, so it's nice and fluffy."

The ghost naturally lifted her feet and placed them on her desk, supporting her back with clasped hands. If anyone sees it, they will know it's in their room. And a man who couldn't stand the look began to approach Sung-hoon with a distorted expression.

"Get down from there now."

"What if I say no?"

"Then we have to force them to come down from there."

As the muscles swell, the arms swing toward Sung-hoon. It was overwhelmingly unfavorable to Sung-hoon, but when he lightly raised his hand and blew the beans, the man turned around in the air and rolled the floor.

"But that son of a bitch!"

"Grab him first!"

People were not patient enough to suddenly come into their homes and sit on the highest couch and let the provoker stand still. Soon before the people's anger exploded, Sung-hoon took a first step.

"Everybody shut up, you bastards!"

Whoo-hoo!

The faces of those who were struck by the magical wind from Sung-hoon began to get sick. It wasn't that difficult to pressure the other person with a strong stance. The simplest thing was to pull magical power and let it out head-on. It was not efficient, it was not very effective, so it was not well used, but it was the most efficient way for people to measure each other's skills.

Wizards seemed to stop their hearts at the enormous magical power of their bellies, and the faces of innocent people and warriors who were accustomed to dealing with the inner air were hardened. This side of the waterway is far ahead, but I didn't think I could do anything about ghosts even if they were all coming at me. I have already acknowledged defeat in the challenge to start.

'It's the only sensation I've ever felt from you or Yoo Baek Woo. The overwhelming difference! Is this how good a ghost is?'

Ghosts, even if there were so many ghosts, I didn't think they were this good. First of all, he didn't snore in the rankings, and most importantly, his moves have been concentrated recently, making it difficult to compare with other top-rankers who have consistently gained a reputation since the beginning.

Realizing that the threat was much cleaner than I thought, Sung-hoon lifted his tail. It was an obvious laughter.

"The people here will know very well what is happening in the synagogue."

"……."

"I don't know. I don't know. Very big! Danes. Don't you know you're angry enough to put a bloodbath around your neck just to sit in a chair? Don't you think what's happening right now is so great that it's worthless? Or do you know how to stand it? Either way, they're great."

"That, that."

Kwajik!

Sung-hoon grabbed the body of the man who was about to say something and raised it high. The people who were next to him knew how to stop it, but they felt the life emanating from the Holy Hun and were forced to harden as it was.

"Don't make excuses. This is not a simple situation to allow excuses."

"Chop!"

"Tomorrow, or right now, people outside may be asking for help. But do you really think you can support me in this situation?"

"……."

"I'm afraid of being held accountable for each other, or I must have passed it on to the fishermen. After all, the people who went out there and the command system will be restored, so I thought I'd only keep the phenomenon going until then. And what if things get worse and they show up with the enemy and they're trying to get inside? What are you going to do when you wake up?!"

Although there is a fairly exaggerated aspect, the words of Sung-hoon were certainly somewhat likely. Moreover, because Sung-hoon is overwhelming people now, people who thought it was not so far because it was a psychologically atrocious situation began to think that the real situation had greatly spread.

"By this time, I will have all the authority of the New Unity on behalf of Kang Han and Yoo Baek Woo. However! This is only a temporary measure given the specificity of the situation and I will return to where I belong as soon as the above contact is restored. If you think there's a disagreement, talk to me now, not later."

"... that."

"By the way, the one who refused to say this will have to come up with a clear and reasonable solution to what is happening here in the synagogue. I'll punch you in the mouth if you don't want me to."

The woman who raised her hand slightly hurriedly lowered her arm again and hid the warrior behind her.

"All right. Let's all understand that then. I am responsible for everything that happens after this. Instead, I want you to think of my orders as compulsory orders and follow them all. Again, not for my personal gain, but for the goddess and those who are out there today. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"… Got it."

"Why is your voice so small? Do you understand?"

Boom!

"Yes, old school!"

I didn't seem to pay my respects or give up as usual. They were all competent, but they became so accustomed to moving according to the commands given above. I know things are not good right now and I am thinking of a solution, but I was just crouching quietly because no one stood in front of me and said that I should do this.

Some of the people in the office still had eyes that were not worthy of the Holy Spirit, but some of them had eyes that were rather relieved or frowned. Rather, there was someone who smiled a little more as soon as he heard the words, "Follow the orders."

'They live on orders for the rest of their lives.'

"All right, first of all, those in charge of the direct armed groups go to the left, and those in charge of intelligence and communications networks go to the right."

"What if you're both in charge?"

"Let's go right first."

"Yes!"

There was a much greater proportion of those in charge of armed groups, about 2: 1. They were all men in charge of the gallery, the reserve of mythology, or the general unit.

"Once in command of the mythology and galleries, they immediately move their troops and scour the entire city. All you have to do is be thoroughly secured. Those who are fighting for any reason, stop them and arrest them first. Understand? I don't care if you give me a reason."

"But there must be a lot of upsurge in those who do."

"If you resist, it doesn't matter if you summarize it on the spot."

When it was said that it was a summary disposition, the surrounding atmosphere immediately subsided. However, he continued to speak indifferently whether he knew or did not know such things.

"No, it doesn't matter. It's a show. It's not like that right now. I'm afraid of cursing, so if you treat me loosely and increase a junkie, I will do even more damage. I say it over and over again, but I'm responsible for everything. So if it's black, it's black."

"… Yes."

"And so the rest of us can go on regular city patrols. Of course, as you go back and forth so that you can rest well in alternation without moving too much. And even if you're a diarrhea addict, people who openly reveal themselves and say they don't intend to cooperate with the enemy can be held in custody until this is over."

Knock knock.

"I'm sorry, but there's a little silage at the door. People are saying that they should come in with the ghost's name."

"Oh, I forgot. Let's get everyone here."

"Got it."

"Ghosts. I don't think it's obvious that you're bringing in an unrelated outsider, though."

"Outsiders? Do you really think so?"

It was about five people who showed up with a moment of silence and the door opened. Walking down the street, armed with so many plain faces and popular store items, people made a light pilgrimage to the surrounding area and finally bowed their heads to Sung-hoon.

"Before I came here, the Thaw Bureau used my authority to give orders. This should be done jointly by the Coalition and the Bureau of Thawing."

"We will work hard to resolve the situation by mobilizing all the power we have. Thank you very much, gentlemen."

After checking Eli's eyes hidden beyond his smiling face, Sung-hoon raised his mouth and said.

"The people in charge of information are temporarily allowed to act on the orders of the woman who is here."

"… Got it."