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Lieutenant-Colonel Wilkinson opens his eyes.

That's why.

A vague answer to positivity or denial.

The classification is close to positive, but we need to check more.

“As I said before, I have a conversation I'd like to talk to you about. ”

Joon Sang put his hand in his pocket.

When I saw it, the men around me were nervous and held their weapons, but what the quadrilateral just pulled out was a plane ticket that had just been issued.

“It's going to be a little crowded because the plane's running out of time. ”

At that point, Colonel Wilkinson said again:

“If you need to, I can take you to a special occasion. ”

“Hoo.”

By the time I say it, the special base treatment is practically the same as the National Guard treatment.

Of course, it may not be a good thing to treat him that much, given that Joon Sang didn't defeat the Beast.

“Special occasion...”

When the quadrant reacted, Colonel Wilkinson said again.

“If you're right about killing those monsters, the U.S. government is also prepared to provide adequate compensation for their heroic acts. ”

“For example? ”

“Even if you don't take advantage of this bustling showroom or issue tickets, you can also get instant access to aircraft owned by the United States Army anywhere in the world. ”

According to Wilkinson, Joon Sang-san laughed.

“It's more like a shackle than a privilege. ”

“Of course you can think so...”

But Wilkinson could not speak.

The red light flashing inside the sunglasses digs through the optic nerve, causing the fingertips to sag and stiffen.

Junsung looked at Wilkinson, who began to sweat cold.

“Are you going to buy time with horseshoes? ”

Suddenly, when Wilkinson's condition became strange, the men wanted to take out the weapon they had put in their arms.

However, they were overwhelmed by a certain energy that emerged from the quaint body at the next moment.

“Argh!”

“This is...”

The energy emitted by the quadrilateral who changed the combo card is the grandeur of the dog.

Fortunately, most tourists felt something unusual in the company surrounding the awards and were far away from getting caught up in the event.

Even so, of course, he was not free from the reluctant energy of rabid majesty.

People started to dance without even knowing it, and the second floor of the airport, where the ticketing took place, turned into a slender state with no one passing by, despite the busy hours.

Junsung looked at Wilkinson with a horror gaze.

“What's the deal?”

Wilkinson replied with a small voice, reluctantly holding back even in a situation of mental distress.

“I want... the corpse of that monster. ”

“... ”

The shells of the Beast Basvan Glass have disabled most of the weapons the U.S. Army holds.

Of course, we have not used weapons of mass destruction, such as nuclear, chemical and biological weapons, but they are very rarely actually used on conventional battlefields.

The shell of the man who shattered the pride of America, who reigned as the world's strongest super power.

Any country other than the United States must be greedy right now.

“Is that it? ”

Wilkinson snorted his teeth for a moment, breathing heavily, and replied.

“Your ability... the secret to being so strong... I want it, too. ”

Joon Sang laughed at the flu shot.

“Do you think I'll give you a run? ”

“... ”

In his words, Wilkinson said nothing.

Of course, I also knew that greed was too much.

But carrying out the order is also his duty as a soldier.

“I... came here on a plane. ”

“Hoo.”

“I believe you know what that means... ”

Even a quadriplegic who has enough measures in place can't relax on the plane in case of an emergency, so you don't have to say it's another nobleman.

In other words, Wilkinson came here risking his life to meet a junior.

“Funny.”

Joon Sang said that and unraveled the gaze of fear and the majesty of his gaze.

Wilkinson began breathing roughly with the sound of his breath, and other men, who were barely suppressing his desire to flee immediately, sighed with relief.

Junsung gave them some time to take a breath, then threw him the plane ticket that Colonel Wilkinson was holding as he straightened out.

“Guide me.”

“Thank you.”

Lt. Gen. Wilkinson lowered his head politely to the junior high and led the men to retreat, and then stood in front of him.

“Follow me. ”

“... ”

Wilkinson originally intended to run a simple test to see if Jun-san really was the one who defeated Belkaras and the monsters here.

However, at a time when he and other specially selected personnel were pressed into the air without being able to pull out their weapons properly, the test was already meaningless.

Of course, given that, it was necessary to make it clear and move on by one thing.

“I'm sorry, but can you show me the corpse of the monster you took down this time? ”

“From here?”

“Of course not. If you'll excuse me, I'll stop by the right place. ”

“At your convenience.”

When Junsun gave his permission, Wilkinson led him to an empty airplane hangar.

From there, Junsang looks like a giant clam shell that resembles a mussel.

“I'm going to test it for a second. ”

“Whatever.”

Wilkinson pulls his pistol out of his arms and shoots at the shell of a clam taken out by a quadriceps.

However, a shell that didn't sneeze at the time of TOT firing could not be scratched to the point of firing a pistol.

Wilkinson looked closely at the point where the bullet was shot and said again.

“Thank you for letting me check. ”

“... ”

When Jun-san puts the shell of the Basvan Cup back in his inventory, Wilkinson calls a car and guides him to the charter he was riding.

“The United States is deeply concerned about this. What happened once can happen twice. The previous large-scale disappearances would be a good example. ”

While Wilkinson tried to explain the American position with caution as he headed for the charter, Jun Sang replied with a nuisance expression.

“Is that something I need to know? ”

“... ”

Of course not.

because it is nothing more than forcefully continuing his words to lay the foundation for his reunion.

Wilkinson's position in the military has deteriorated significantly since the failure of operations in Belkaras.

Rather than acknowledging their lack of understanding, superiors made his lack of command a problem.

However, it is clear that if a strong person such as a quadrilateral confirms its existence, the military or senior government officials will also vary their awareness of your patients.

In fact, the reason Wilkinson flew here on a plane with his life at stake was not only an upper order, but also a point of order.

“Destination?”

Wilkinson quickly answered the questions that followed.

“You will head for Pentagon through Langley Air Force Base. ”

“Hmm.”

Pentagon.

It's called the U.S. Department of Defense.

This also means that the U.S. government is taking this very seriously.

He may say that and try to detain his accomplices elsewhere, but as long as he has the means, namely, a mystical flower and a spiritual door, he can leave the United States at any time, so it is also possible to come back and retaliate.

Of course, no one would think that a quasi-religious award would be possible.

His visit to the United States using a means of transportation called a plane was intended to remind the United States of his presence, but also to imply that he had no other special means of returning to South Korea on the other side of the planet.

Wilkinson's charter was a Gulf Stream 550 with two engines on the gas trail, named C37 in the U.S. Army, which allowed up to 12 passengers to board.

“This is a plane. Get in.”

“... ”

Whether they intend to remain vigilant or not, there were only two passengers, Lieutenant Colonel Wilkinson and Lieutenant Governor.

“Are you going on a ride with me? ”

Wilkinson, who realized the intent of the question, made a bitter laugh.

“If you don't give up, you don't mind throwing them out. But even so, I'm just going on another plane. ”

“What about the others? ”

“If they are, they will return to the side of the vehicle. ”

“... ”

Junsung stared quietly at Wilkinson and threw him a party.

“One moment...”

Wilkinson, who suddenly checked the contents with a nervous expression that did not ring his cell phone, looked embarrassed when he saw the party request message that came to mind.

“This is...”

Junsung said with a calm expression, looking at Wilkinson like that.

“I've only been disturbed by the useless work of my life. ”

“... ”

Wilkinson smiled bitterly and said with a slight reverence towards the quadrilateral.

“I'm sorry to bother you. ”

“... ”

However, Joonsang turned his gaze to Los Angeles Airport, where he shone out the window unanswered.

The charter that carried them arrived at Langley Air Force Base, Virginia after a long time.

Fortunately, they were able to get off the ground without much hassle because the quest did not take place while they were on the plane.

Upon disembarking from the plane, Wilkinson once again expressed his gratitude to Jun-san for canceling the party on his own.

“Thank you very much. ”

“... ”

When Jun-san accepts his greetings without a word, Wilkinson leads him to the limousine that was waiting for him.

After a short drive back, Junsung finally entered the U.S. Department of Defense office in Arlington, Virginia, known as Pentagon.

Scared to get out of the car, he was escorted into a large conference room under heavy guard.

A group of people came into the conference room shortly after sitting at the side of the long table.

They were offended by the quaint appearance of not thinking of standing up in the chair even though they came in, but they sat down without a word.

He pressed his hat, put on his sunglasses again, leaned on his chair backrest, and went to the quadrilateral, where he sat still, and one of them stumbled over the documents and asked,

“I'm Richard Clifford with Defense Intelligence. Park Joon Sang, is that you? ”

Junsang asked, looking at the other people sitting on the opposite side in an unemotional tone.

“Who are you? ”

People frowned once again, and Clifford frowned at him with a stiff expression.

“Answer the question. Park Joon Sang, is that you? ”

When this happens, Wilkinson quickly moves forward with a dismayed expression, but the quadrant raises one hand and stops his actions.

Jun-san lowers his head to Clifford, killing him for a moment and smiling.

“Is this an interrogation? ”

Wilkinson touches Clifford, but he ignores his actions and speaks with a calm expression toward the statue.

“If you keep coming out like this, it could be an interrogation. ”

Jun-san slowly leaned against the chair backrest and said:

“Oh, that's fun. ”

Clifford frowns and opens his mouth again to say something.

But right at that moment, the pen, which had been placed on the table, slowly began to come to his eyes.

When he saw it, all the guards and soldiers around him hurriedly pulled out their weapons, but suddenly, they were overwhelmed by the intense and reluctant energy of terror that burst out of their bodies.

Joon Sang said again, slowly taking the pen to Clifford's neck with impulse.

“I'll ask you again. ”

“... ”

“What?”

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