My Dad Is Too Strong

A new arcade was stocked in front of the supermarket.

In these days, game machines were gradually disappearing in supermarkets because of the trend of playing games on smartphones, but Kim Ok-soon used to constantly change the game machines. When the game console was changed, preschoolers living in villas gathered to enjoy the game.

The newly stocked game was called King Opa.

Although it was a game that was released a long time ago, it was still a popular series. a peaceful weekend morning Dojun, who had no work to do and had plenty of time, was thinking of stopping in the center after a long time.

"Hello. Good morning."

"Oh, is 301 a bachelor here? I want to see how you get more handsome day by day."

I knew it was a greeting, but I felt good because you complimented me as the same neighbor. Last time, after 'hospitalization', Kim Ok-soon had a more favorable attitude toward Do-joon. In a way, it was natural. Because you saved my life.

"You've changed your game again."

"A few days, so that children can have fun. In fact, the Villa Women's Association added half of them. Thank you very much."

It's only 9 a.m., but before we know it, children living in villas come out and play games. Is it because the arcade in front of the supermarket costs less than 100 won, compared to 300 won per game at the arcade in downtown.

Aren't they coming again today?

Maybe later. You come every day.

Well...

The 14th floor of the center was an open space. No particular structure was seen, but the steep cliffs surrounding them were sparsely engraved with unknown characters. It feels like a wallpaper to record something. Going down about 500 meters, monsters in the form of cows flying in the air move around.

"May I take care of it, Master?"

"No. I don't think it'll be okay to let him go because he doesn't go first."

Carthiel turned off the fireball he had cast in both hands.

Apophis, who was slowly hovering around, went down with a thud. Apophis, who had always been at home, was excited to visit the center of the country after a long time, so he went through the sky to his heart's content.

Mm-hmm.

A group of 'lotte's' flying in the air with the sound of a cow crying.

However, Dojun's eyes focused on the wallpaper, not the lotte. It is not the official language used in the central part. Therefore, it was impossible to interpret. The same goes for "interpretation history." The message was printed that the information could not be verified.

I'm sure. This, it's the devil's text.

"The Demons?"

Yes, King Solomon made it up.

"Hmm."

A group of demons called Solomon's 72 demons.

Apophis once mentioned him.

Apophis, too, was an artifact made by Solomon, which seemed capable of interpreting the wallpaper.

This is...

Apophis, who has been looking around the wall for a long time, flies back to Dojun.

It was very funny that a small seedling shovel, which could only be sold in stationery, flew around, but Dojun made no mention of it.

It was then.

For a moment, the space twisted like a haze blooming down there.

Dojun sensed that someone had entered the 14th floor of the center. Karsiel and others were also on alert to see if they had captured the energy. But I don't know where he is. He's confused.

Tsutsk!

Transparent. Obviously invisible to the eye.

But I could feel it for sure. That intangible life is coming.

Then, Dojun could immediately notice that the identity was a 'Baal.'

[You are the king of the earth.]

There was no feeling of hostility.

A distinctly different feeling from Solomon's devil that I've seen so far.

It was about the same as the power of Impelheim. Baal rose into the air.

The energy matched Dojun's eye level. Not visible, but certainly facing each other.

[King of the Earth. I came to see you at risk.]

Somehow it was a voice full of determination.

A low voice, resonating on the 14th floor of the center.

Karsiel was very nervous about the appearance of an invisible enemy. Apophis seemed to know his opponent was Baal.

"I'd like to ask you a question, why are you hiding?"

[He's not hiding his face. I am a true demon whose form does not exist...]

At the moment, Dojun gestured.

Then the space cracked with the crackling glass.

As soon as Baal was seen floating in the air, Baal's body was plunged into a cliff.

Baal, who spat out blood, had a whole body in the form of a Sacaman devil.

When Baal came to his senses, he rolled his eyes and came back to the air, and stopped about five meters away.

[..........]

Swoosh.

Carthiel, who was watching the scene, opened his eyes wide.

Then, Carthiel and Apophis jerked and turned and whispered.

"It must have been a concept."

I think so.

Baal's face turned red when he heard the conversation clearly.

Shame and shame do not know what to do. I was told by Imfelheim how powerful the king of the earth was, but I was twice as embarrassed because I had never imagined I could de-buff "Invizable" in a breath.

Dojun breathed a short sigh.

"So why did you come to see me?"

[... I'm here to ask you a favor.]

"Please?"

Baal picked his breath, and slowly took his mouth off.

[If possible, kill Solomon.]

Indeed, it was a sudden request even for Dojun.

Wasn't Solomon a demon born by him, much less so that he could not exist in the world?

"Tell me why."

[I am subordinate to Solomon. By nature, my body is a vessel for the prefectures of Solomon. It was fate from birth. If Solomon takes over my body, my soul is no longer useful and absorbed by Solomon. My soul is encroached upon eternal pain. That would be a worse life than death.]

Most of them go to Yeomra on the seventh floor of the center when they become souls.

That gives you a chance for reincarnation. It can be born again as a new life.

However, if the soul is absorbed, even the opportunity is forfeited.

"Of course."

These letters, engraved on the 14th floor of the center here, are a summons to awaken Solomon. When the throne of the dimension is opened, the subpoena is designed to be invoked. I come here from time to time and check the summoning. And just in time, the king of the earth found out that you were here.]

If Baal's words were true, the wallpaper was a summons to awaken Solomon.

Dojun looked around and looked through the wallpaper. Also, I opened my heart and looked at Baal.

And it didn't take long to realize that the timing to get Cecilia out was just before the throne of the dimension opened.

"Have you met Solomon in person?"

[No. But there's an imprint in my head. Tie me up like a shackle. Presumably, Solomon's power may be on par with or more than the overload. You need to be careful. I've heard from Impelheim that you have more power than Overload...]

Equivalent to or greater than an overload.

Of course, the information imprinted on Baal's head will not be accurate. More than that, I don't know how much, but I decided to keep it in mind.

Then, Carthiel muttered.

"So Solomon could take over Master Izzaa at once..."

What?

Baal jerked his head around and looked at Carthiel.

I thought I heard it wrong now, so I picked my ears. Baal stammered.

[What are you saying...]

"You can overpower him at once, and I wonder if Solomon also has the power to do so."

Baal looked at Dojun like a madman.

Frankly speaking, Dojun's strength was thought to be slightly stronger than Overload. To the extent that he finally beat Overload after a tough fight. That was a great deal of work.

But you overpowered him at once?

It was impossible, and it was not possible.

It's only possible when you're at least a few steps above your opponent at once.

[..........]

***

Not long on the 14th floor of the center.

I arrived a little after 9 a.m. and was there about 4 hours?

Anyway, it was about 1 p.m. when I got back home.

Come to think of it, it's already time for lunch.

On Saturdays, Seol Yoon-hee often goes to the academy for training, so she was either ordering or cooking for lunch, but today I was worried about what to do.

Hustle!

I'm Joo-ni!

"Huh?"

Yong-yong runs quickly to Do-jun, who opened the refrigerator door in the kitchen and looked at the contents.

Yong-yong showed Do-jun three pamphlets of a delivery restaurant he had in his mouth.

Chicken restaurant, pizza restaurant, Chinese restaurant.

a fluttering tail

Dojun scratched his head and looked at the pamphlet.

Well, come to think of it, I think I've been eating home-cooked meals all week.

"Shall we make them eat?"

Four bowls of jajangmyeon, sweet and sour pork, and two plates of fried dumplings were thoroughly emptied.

Dojun washed the dishes clean and left them in front of the front door. If you do this, you will pick up the dishes from the Chinese restaurant later.

soft shoes

Sit on the couch in the living room. I picked up today's newspaper that I hadn't seen in the morning.

The seedling shovel, which was placed next to Dojun, moved slightly. Apophis rolled about on the sofa. When I met Baal and heard about Solomon, I was frankly surprised, but now I was fine.

No, rather, I felt at ease.

Perhaps it is because he is convinced that Solomon's strength will fall short of Dojun.

It's peaceful.

Apophis was now forced to admit.

That peace has really improved.

Dojun opened the newspaper with a big smile.

the peculiar smell of ink in newspapers The sound of crunching when turning pages.

Beyond the veranda, the laughter of the children from outside...

Do you want to try?

Yes! I'll never let you go now!

I'll have to taste the first thing in my body to get it together, lizard.

".........."

Somehow I can hear the voices of familiar young people.

Dojun turned his head slightly, looking down at the supermarket.

As expected, two people, Kiriel and Hakase, were seen sitting in front of the newly stocked "King Opa" arcade. They piled up the 100-won coins like a tower next to them, and then put each other's 100-won coins into the arcade.

The character selection screen appears soon.

Soon, the game began and the two started turning the lever and pressing the button.

a cold-blooded world of competition

The children who were playing in the playground in front of the supermarket suddenly gathered behind Kiriel and Hakase and began to watch.

Do-jun smiled and turned back to the newspaper.

A cool breeze blew through the slightly open veranda, making the curtains flutter.

It was an extremely ordinary Saturday, a peaceful day.