Player who Returned 10,000 years Later

Chapter 182: Summit (3)

'It seems like it will be easy.'

Yulia made a cold sneer while looking at KangWoo, who began smiling as soon as he became surrounded by pretty girls.

'The scent also seems to be enough.'

She'd spread a scent with an aphrodisiac mixed in throughout the room.

The scent she'd developed through black magic allowed humans to feel the desire that a demon's body felt.

It had such a strong effect that it could make even a devoted believer or a monk who had endured numerous hardships lose their minds from lust and desire.

The politicians and beautiful girls with her had taken a medicine that increased their resistance to the scent, but KangWoo hadn't taken anything like that, so he was fully exposed to the scent.

'I have to slowly increase it over time.'

If she released the scent all at once, there was a chance his body would feel that there was something wrong, and he could run out of the room.

"How's the food?"

"Ah, it's very delicious."

"Fufu."

The way he nodded looked really stupid.

'Tsk, the rumors made him out to be something more.'

She looked at Oh KangWoo as if he were pathetic.

Kim ShiHoon's non-blood-related brother… Someone whose talent and sense of justice was recognized and who had joined Guardian despite not having been chosen by Gaia as a Guardian.

'I heard he's someone whom Gaia trusts.'

Until recently, the one Gaia trusted the most was Grace Mccarbin.

She was ranked 1st among world rankers. Not only that, but she was the one who was taking care of her.

Most people knew that she had recently started to rely on Dragon Sword Kim ShiHoon and his non-blood-related brother Oh KangWoo.

'Is it because she's blind? As expected, she doesn't have an eye for people.'

The sight of Oh KangWoo surrounded by girls and frantically looking around was a spectacle.

She even thought that maybe she didn't need to use the scent.

'If I knew it would turn out like this, maybe I could've tried to make a move on Dragon Sword himself.'

It was obvious that her opinion of Kim ShiHoon would drop after seeing his non-blood-related brother act like that.

She began to regret things.

'No.'

Dragon Sword Kim ShiHoon was a player that people thought was the strongest member of Guardian—he was their ace.

There was a rumor that he'd solved most of the Latin America incident alone, so he was someone very important to Guardian.

Leaving everything aside, he was someone who had won in a fight against Balrog, so being cautious was the correct decision.

'Not only that, but I can't ask for the help of Mr. Satan for a while.'

The master she served… The peak among the higher-ups of the Demon Cult.

It wasn't that Satan had completely resurrected yet…

No, he was preparing for something beyond just simple resurrection.

It was hard to create an opportunity for her to talk with him.

'I must cautiously deal with things since I cannot ask for the help of Mr. Satan.'

As an apostle, she had to deal with the missing higher-ups.

She couldn't completely carry out the plan to weaken and disintegrate Guardian.

Yulia looked at KangWoo, who was laughing while surrounded by pretty girls as if he was at a brothel.

'First, I must make this pathetic man into my puppet.'

There was no need to wonder about what she'd do next.

She would cause trouble within Guardian by using Kim ShiHoon's trust in him.

'I wonder what expression Gaia, that bitch, will make.'

She made a fishy smile.

The organization known as humanity’s last hope disintegrating from internal matters…

Imagining the expression that Gaia's incarnation would make made her feel a thrill.

"Fufu. Mr. KangWoo, do you like my kids?"

"Ah. Wh-what did I…? I'm sorry."

It seemed like KangWoo returned to his senses after hearing her words. She pushed the pretty girls aside.

It looked like he still had some sanity left.

'But it's just a matter of time.'

She spread more of the scent inside the room.

As the scent became thicker, his eyes became more blurry.

"Ah…"

"It's nothing. You've recently been quite busy trying to fight the Demon Cult, right?"

"Th-that's true, but…"

"This is a rest worthy of a hero."

"But still…"

'Ugh, are you impotent or what? What a bothersome guy.'

She frowned at his appearance.

'This is why I hate god's underlings.'

On the outside, they always looked like good people with a strong sense of justice, but in the end, they became weak like that in the face of lust.

She'd accepted demonic energy inside her body, recognized her lust and desire, and started to want something beyond that, so from her point of view, humans were pathetic beings.

"Will you be able to act like that after realizing the pleasures that the body of a demon brings?"

Although what you could feel through the scent was experiencing it indirectly, the sensation wasn't that different from the one you could feel with a demon's body.

She was having fun imagining how that virgin-looking guy would turn out after feeling such sensations.

"Should I ask them to go away?"

"Ah~ Oppa. You don't like us?"

"But we're so much better than the Korean girls~"

After Yulia said that, the girls approached him even more seductively.

It was obvious that KangWoo would smile.

"N-no…"

The patheticness peaked.

Even the politicians around him started to laugh at how he looked.

"But… didn't you say there was something you had to tell me?"

'Oh, it seems like he hasn't forgotten about that.'

Yulia calmly opened her mouth.

"It’s not really important. I wanted to talk with you at least once because I admire you."

"Haha. Admiration is too much."

"Although you weren't chosen as a Guardian, you were able to join Guardian because of how much you cared about your non-blood-related brother. That in itself is worthy of admiration."

"You're exaggerating."

"What do other people think?"

"O-of course, we were incredibly moved by Mr. KangWoo's story!"

"The hyeong who fights for the sake of his brother! I heard that you aren't even related by blood. Is that true?"

"Ah, yes. It's true."

"I think that you've made an incredible decision."

* * *

The politicians around him began to talk as if they had been waiting for their opportunity.

They began talking about how each country would support KangWoo.

'These guys are quite good.'

She smirked after looking at them jump at him as if they were hungry hyenas.

They weren't directly related to the Demon Cult.

They were people she'd dragged in by using the mask of a 'Russian ambassador.'

'Well, I guess they need to be useful sometimes.'

She wouldn't have struggled to drag them in if they weren't.

The politicians were there to make KangWoo their puppet and use Guardian as their country's force.

She was trying to dismantle Guardian, so their intentions were different, but such details didn't matter.

Their middle goal of turning him into a puppet was the same.

"Oh yeah. You've treated me so well, so I feel weird not doing anything."

KangWoo, whose eyes were shining while listening to the absurd words of the politicians, opened his mouth.

He took out a bottle of wine from his pocket.

He took out quite a big bottle of wine from his small pocket, so it seemed like he had a magical device of sorts.

"This…"

"Haha. It's a valuable wine I had prepared to drink with my fellow Guardians, but since all of you worry so much about world peace, I wanted to share it with you."

"Woah."

"You don’t need to."

"Hahaha! How did you know that I go crazy for wine…?"

The politicians started to praise KangWoo.

It wasn't that they were interested in the wine that KangWoo had prepared…

What they cared about was that he was going to open a bottle of wine he had prepared to drink with his fellow Guardians.

'It was so easy that it's a bit disheartening.'

Yulia yawned and lay back on the sofa.

She'd prepared a few more things she was going to use depending on his reaction, but it seemed like she wouldn't need to use them.

'I guess Guardians aren’t that big of a deal in the end.'

She couldn't see someone capable of going against the Demon Cult.

She would have to face Dragon Sword to be completely sure of it, but seeing that he trusted someone like Oh KangWoo made her expectations fall.

'It seems like he overestimated Balrog.'

Satan didn't talk a lot about what happened in Hell; he also avoided talking about Balrog and Lilith, who were close aids of the Demon King that fought against the seven archdukes.

It was as if he had trauma.

'I guess it's understandable.'

He didn't want to admit it, but she heard that Satan and the other archdukes had lost the war against the Demon King.

And that Demon King…

'Disappeared while trying to cross the dimensional wall.'

The end of the Demon King that had killed the seven archdukes was anticlimactic.

The Demon King, who had taken control of the Hell of Nine Skies, had tried to spread his hands into another dimension, but the result of that was devastating.

She heard that the Demon King had rushed in, believing in the source of his strength called the 'Demonic Energy Sea,' but that he’d ended up being caught by the system and vanishing.

'Well. I guess I don't need to worry about someone that vanished.'

She needed to focus on the plan.

"Everyone, let's take a sip!"

KangWoo poured wine to all the politicians that were inside the room.

Yulia raised her glass while making a seductive smile.

"For the eradication of the Demon Cult, and for world peace!"

"Cheers!"

Cling.

The wine glasses bumped into each other.

KangWoo and the politicians took a sip of the wine.

Yulia also took a sip of the wine that was shining with a beautiful red light.

'It tastes good.'

The taste and scent of the wine were so sweet that the word that she could believe that the wine was rare.

"Hahaha! It's really a good day," KangWoo said in an excited voice.

His eyes had become blurry as if he'd become drunk on the scent created using black magic, and his movements became sluggish.

"Oh, yeah… Since it became like this, there's something I need to tell everyone."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Since Mr. KangWoo said it like that, I can't wait to hear it."

It seemed like he was about to give out important information on Guardian.

A thick smile appeared on Yulia's face.

"You see…"

KangWoo slurred out the last part of the sentence and looked around.

It was as if he was wary of the girls around him.

Yulia waved her hand.

"You girls wait outside. Enter again when I call you back."

"Yes."

The 30 beautiful girls walked out of the room

Yulia's eyes shone brightly.

'It seems like he has quite important information.'

Seeing how he still looked around despite the fact that his mind was in tatters, it seemed like it was something quite important.

"Ehem."

KangWoo coughed and tried to grab everyone's attention.

"The information I'm going to tell you today can't be told to anyone else…"

"Haha. Of course."

"There aren't many people better than us at keeping secrets," she said in a secretive tone.

"The truth is…"

Gulp. The sound of saliva being forced down the throat was heard.

There was a weird nervousness going around in the room.

KangWoo kept talking in a low voice.

"There's poison in the wine you just drank."

"Yes…?"

"Ah, it isn't exactly poison, but similar. Anyway, if you guys don't receive an antidote from me regularly, you'll suffer huge pain."

"Wh-what does that mean…"

Everyone became confused.

Crash-

Yulia dropped the wine glass.

The blood-red wine wet the carpet.

"Wh-wh-what…?" She asked in a trembling voice.

"What did you just say?"

"If you don't get an antidote from me, you'll struggle in pain and end up dying. That isn't hard to understand, right?"

KangWoo lay his back on the sofa.

His eyes were hazy, and his body didn't seem to have strength.

Although his body looked as if he were still under the effects of the drug, the words that left his mouth were at a level that was hard to understand.

Yulia glared at him as if she were asking what nonsense he was talking about.

"Ha… hahaha!"

"It seems like Mr. KangWoo has a great sense of humor!"

The politicians that had drunk the wine laughed awkwardly while trying to figure out what had happened.

KangWoo, who was relaxing on the sofa, raised a hand.

Tap-

He flicked his fingers.

"AAGGHH!!!"

The France ambassador, 'Emmanuel Amon', began rolling on the ground.

His veins turned black and bulged, and his skin became pale as a corpse’s.

He scratched the floor while struggling in pain.

His nails were torn out, bubbles began frothing out of his mouth, and his eyes teared up.

“Arghg!”

Emanuel started to vomit.

He scratched his bloodshot eyes, his skin split, and dark-red blood poured off him.

Tap-

KangWoo flicked his finger again.

Emanuel, who had been struggling in pain, started to tremble while breathing heavily.

"Wh-what the…?"

"I activated the poison inside of you. If you don't take the medicine I give you once a week, as you can see, you will die."

"…"

There was a heavy silence.

It was as if they couldn't understand the situation. They looked around while making confused expressions.

The silence was so palpable that the movements of their eyes could almost be heard.

Finally, a politician got up while stomping on the ground.

"D-do you know what you've just done?!"

"Come on, do you think I would've done something like this without knowing?"

"This is a crime! An international crime! Is Guardian planning to declare war against the world?!"

"War? I wanted to deal with things as peacefully as possible," he replied in a calm voice.

After seeing his relaxed attitude, the politicians started to get up.

They began screaming loudly.

"Does Ms. Gaia know you've done this?!"

"I'm canceling all the support I promised to Guardian. No, I will make sure you pay the price for this crime!"

"Guardian says that they are the last hope of humanity or whatever, but to think you'd do something like this!! Are you out of your mind?!"

"Demon Cult! I'm sure this guy is a member of the Demon Cult!!"

The room erupted into chaos.

KangWoo leaned back and tilted his head.

"Haaa…" A sigh left his mouth.

WHOM-

"Huh?"

"Wh-what…?"

The entire room shook.

He lowered his head.

A strong killing intent poured out of him and pressured everyone in the room.

"You all talk too much."

He frowned, crossed his legs, and put them on the table.

"Just do as I say."

He spat on the floor.

"If you don't want to, just die."