Limitless Dream

― A day ago.

The people who carried the picket came out into the street.

He takes the road, puts a band on his head, and raises his voice.

“Kill Lee Chul-jun! ”

“The spirits are watching! ”

“How can you unravel the lives of those who need to be maimed for life! ”

― 11 hours ago.

“Lee Chul-jun is also reflecting a lot. Let's all stop now. This doesn't bring the dead back to life. ”

“Shouldn't we be pecking Lee Chol-jun to make a law? Lee Chol-jun was convicted of innocence because there was no penalty. ”

The voice of the protest began to crack.

― 8 hours ago.

“Ahh! I know the sadness of losing your family! ”

“This doesn't change anything! This country will never change! It won't change!”

Suddenly, the two groups started biting and fighting each other.

The police force that came out for control got caught in the chaos as they tried to stop them, and the congestion got bigger.

On the streets began to bleed with broken tickets, torn banners, and fisting.

― 3 hours ago.

“Limousine!”

“Oh! It's Doctor Han Seo-jin's car! ”

“Let's ask Dr. Han Seo-jin! Dr. Han Seo-jin might kill Lee Chul-jun! You're the one with the power! ”

A portion of the crowd picks up a long-range signal, recognizes the armored limo, and runs toward you.

And another wave found it.

“Look over there! They're trying to terrorize Dr. Chandler's car! ”

“No! Don't let him get away! ”

The misunderstood ones who ran first hurried out to stop them, and they immediately tangled again and became more confused.

The growing chaos quickly eroded the crowd, and after several evacuations, it completely changed its appearance.

“Who is it? Who's here? ”

“It's Lee Chul-jun! Lee Chul-jun is over there right now! ”

“What are you talking about? Lee Chul-jun is in jail right now. ”

“He spent money and was released as a gem! I'm on my way to the airport right now! ”

“What? So they went to stop it? ”

People's eyes turn upside down.

Between the excitement and the panicked crowd, it was not enough for Seojin to become someone else.

“Stop it! Stop it! ”

“Stop Lee Chul-jun from running away! You'll pay for what you've done. This is the only country you've got left! ”

― 2 hours and 40 minutes ago.

Excited protesters have completely surrounded an armored vehicle. Some jumped on the ceiling of the car, and some jumped on the front bumper. He picked up the picket and smashed the window. He even slapped the back seat door with a baseball bat.

Those who knew it was Han Seo-jin's car were frightened and bit them, and those who didn't know it was Han Seo-jin's car were furious and turned around and tried to destroy it.

After the crowds are already out of control, they take root deep into the depths.

Everyone ran wild with their eyes wide open.

“You bastard! What the hell are you doing? Dr. Han Seo-jin's car! ”

“I have to kill all the bastards who stand up for him! ”

The police force rushes in panicked, but they can't even get to the limousines surrounded by protesters.

I'd try to get through dozens or hundreds of them, but the limousine was already heavily surrounded by tens of thousands of people.

“Don't open the door! You can't leave now! ”

“But you! ”

“Limousines are bulletproof vehicles, even when trampled on by tanks! It's safer in the car! If you stand in front of an angry crowd, the damage will only get bigger! Quiet until it sinks! ”

Dozens of bodyguards went out for no good, so the head of the guard ordered me to wait in the car. We can even fire at civilians.

‘Fortunately, it's completely bulletproof... ’

The head of the guard looks around the window, bored.

I can't see people's faces because of their restless tapping hands.

It's like a zombie movie. If I leave the car door open, I will be eaten without leaving any flesh on it.

The ghastly horror curls around your body.

The head of the guard had unknowingly touched the automatic rifle placed right next to him. The cold sweat in my hands was moist.

Please don't use this gun, he sincerely prayed.

It was then.

Huh?

I couldn't stop tapping the car window, and my hands stopped lying. It's like we made an appointment from the beginning, all at the same time.

The head of the guard quickly raised his head. I don't see people's hands anymore. Instead, I see only the backside that is farther away.

It is the same everywhere I look.

Despite what happened, the angry crowd had stopped the riot and was getting away from the vehicle.

‘What's going on... ah! ’

At that moment, I remembered what happened to the head of security.

An unprecedented incident involving the dissolution of a million troops.

- And now.

“Kill Lee Chul-jun, a criminal mastermind of Seoul's citizens!

“Kill! Kill!" ”

“Never let him live! Let's kill him and bring him to justice! ”

Hundreds of thousands, perhaps close to a million, surrounded convoy vehicles. In the vehicle was Lee Chol-jun, who was escorting for the trial.

The convoy surrounded by an enormous crowd had to stand still.

The frightened guards do not overcome the crowd's strength and threats, and they open the door.

Lee Chul-jun, who was forcibly pulled out, rolled around on the dirty cement floor. He didn't even know what was happening.

Around him, he is terrified, surrounded by eyes filled with tears.

Through the gap between their shoulders, you see the setting sun.

That was the last sun he saw.

Angry citizens of Seoul, executed by their own hands.

"Chol-jun Lee, Death.

Shocking reports have overwhelmed Korean society.

The protesters who wanted to punish Lee Chol-jun clashed with another crowd to stop messing with the country, and it spread into a massive emotional struggle and became corrupted by riots.

Hanseojin's limousine procession passing by was swept away by the riots.

Most of the rioters didn't know that Han Seo-jin was in the car. Lee Chol-jun was released as a jewel and misunderstood that he was on his way to leave.

We could tell if we had studied the car a little coldly, but the excited crowd could not afford to make such a rational decision.

Then it was known that the owner of the car was Han Seo-jin, and the excited crowd was suddenly in great shame.

The crowd that was filled with shame and anger continued to go where Lee Chol-jun was, and attacked the convoy and took him out and beat him to death.

That was the "truth" in the news.

Is Lee Chul-jun really dead?

- He died at the hands of a million people.

- Wow……. I never thought justice would be implemented this way.

- Then what happens to this? You're charging a million people with mass murder?

- I don't know if I can do this properly.

Lee Chul-jun's death frightened the people, made them cheerful, and they were anxious on the other hand.

~ It's even more amazing that the guards and police officers aren't hurt - they were only after Lee Cheol-jun, just like a million people promised.

As for the citizens who punished Lee Chol-jun directly with their own hands, their reactions were dramatically divided at home as well as abroad.

A few acts are deviant. However, many acts become the will of the sovereign.

Where does the action of one million people belong?

The willingness of a majority of sovereigns who do not have only a pre-requisite, or a number of misconduct of minority riots.

Lee Chul-jun's death left so many shocking meanings, and it started now rather than ever ending.

I can feel the cool air touching the ball.

When the heavy eyelid is forcibly lifted, a faint sleep illumination comes into view.

A frozen ceiling raises Booth's body.

I look around, but I see a familiar landscape. It was the Seyeongdong Manor bedroom.

Tutu, based on the sound of the high frequencies, the device measuring the vital signs was working. On the screen, his heart beat was being graphed in real time.

Then Han Seo-jin found a song that had been lying on the couch for a long time.

“One...? ”

My head was tingling for a moment.

My brain cleared up like a lie through the pain, and I remembered everything I had forgotten for a moment.

‘The King's Order.’

People who kept banging and shouting, surrounding and surrounding bulletproof limousines. Seeing the egg spilling out of the car window, my rational rope snapped, and I think I shouted something.

Don't be silly. Do what you really have to do. My memory is a little blurry.

Exciting sensation sprints from the throat to the fingertips.

The words he uttered through disconnected reason became an absolute command, leading to crowd control.

“Brother?”

Suddenly, one of the songs opened its eyes and approached with a shimmering color. I felt overwhelmed that I was so worried.

“You were worried. He just collapsed. ”

“What did your doctor say? ”

“He said he felt a mild exhaustion from the stress, there's nothing to worry about. So get to work. He's still young, but he's already hurt. ”

“The protesters...... the ones who attacked our car? ”

“ ……. ”

Song Na's complexion became noticeably darker. Han Seo-jin had a hunch that something had happened.

“I think you should take a look at this. I organized it just in case. ”

“Thank you.”

She takes the tablet PC out, takes a deep breath and checks the contents.

The big title caught my eye first.

"Chol-jun Lee's death.

"One million people killed by group violence.

Should it be interpreted as superlegal sovereignty? The justice department fell in love with the Everlasting Life.

The various knights were listed. I read Han Seo-jin thoroughly without missing anything.

“Is Lee Chul-jun dead? ”

“Yes, the protesters who attacked us suddenly left and immediately attacked Lee Cheol-jun's ex-market convoy. ”

“ ……. ”

“As soon as my brother collapsed, the protesters turned around. What a fortunate coincidence. ”

Han Seo-jin was tense. Did Song Hana hear what she said back then?

‘You heard it, I guess. ’

But she has no color whatsoever. Are they pretending not to know, or do they really not know?

“It's still night. Rest more."

“And you?"

“I'm going to wash up for a while. I'll sleep on the couch. ”

Song Hana heads to the bathroom, and Han Seo-jin lays down his tablet and grabs a blanket.

‘The cause of the king's name. ’

The power of a king who knows neither the exact conditions nor the effects.

It was miraculously triggered and defeated the protesters. It didn't end in defeat, but it also made him eat Lee Cheol-jun.

Just then, I could see a faint glow emanating from that corner.

As I looked at it in haste, the source of light flashed before his eyes.

“Necromancers?”

Han Seo-jin was embarrassed. Why is the new Sword in the lab here? No one can move except Shin Hyo-jin.

The new sword draws closer. It spins like a dance in front of you. Seojin, who stared blankly, reached out his hand without my knowledge and grabbed the handle.

At that moment, the light surrounding the sword emits an explosive glow.

The feeling of the cold in my hand was as if it were not the material of this world.

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