God’s Nemesis Returns - Chapter 74



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God’s Natural Enemy Returns Episode 074

58. The throne

[Time left until the twelfth plague: 3 days.]

Gyeongbokgung Palace, Jongno-gu, Seoul.

After the disaster, the palace became a ‘relic’ with special powers.

This throne has special powers.

A player wearing a dragon robe was sitting.

Master.

His nickname is Joseon Wanggeom, and he exudes majesty and the smell of blood just by sitting there.

The person currently ranked 4th in the Seoul/Incheon region.

It was Lee Won-jeong.

“Good, my subjects.”

Like a real king.

No, now he said, looking at the subjects lined up on both sides, who had become the real king.

“I, no, our force has risen to 4th place in the rankings by beating out Go Young-soo and Cheon Tae-soo.”

“Your kindness is truly infinite!”

To the left of where he was looking, the civil servants in charge of administration bowed their heads.

“Congratulations!”

Following this, on the right, the guards blocking the demons bowed their heads.

Lee Won-jeong’s power, ‘Monarch’.

Immediately after the great disaster, Yongsan-gu was lost and about half of Jung-gu was taken away by Ko Young-soo’s ‘military force’.

This was the eleventh plague, and all the lost lands had been restored.

When we were congratulating each other and rejoicing like that.

The door to the audience room opened wide, and a female court lady wearing a blue hanbok rushed in.

“Your Majesty! A guest… a guest has arrived!”

It was so urgent that the thick glasses on Shin Ha Seo Jin-hee’s face shook up and down.

“… … !”

“… … .”

If it had been anyone else, the servants would have yelled at him and dragged him out.

Because the person who kicked the door open and came in was Seo Jin-hee.

No one could say anything.

Because she was someone who was trusted to the point that she was called Lee Won-jeong’s left arm.

“What’s going on?”

Lee Won-jeong jumped up when he saw her.

She always seemed calm while conducting diplomacy with other players, but she came running in such a hurry.

At first glance, it was clear that something urgent had happened.

“Ta, the fallen demon… … the fallen demon has come here.”

“Fallen demon? Ranked #1?”

“Yes… … That’s not all! Ranked 7th, witch Park Na-eun, and… … a muscular pig orc are also here!”

[Item, ‘Night’s Curtain (D)’ is drawn.]

As soon as Seo Jin-hee finished speaking.

In the middle of Gyeongbokgung Palace, the audience room where the throne was located began to be covered in purple darkness.

Thud thud.

Watching the player walk through the purple darkness.

No one could move freely.

The opponent is ranked 1st.

‘What’s going on?’

‘You’re not trying to hit us, are you?’

‘Park Na-eun and an orc? What kind of combination is this?’

When the subjects were unable to say anything and just rolled their eyes at each other.

Sihyeon, wearing a purple coat and black shirt, approached Wonjeong Lee.

Slurp.

At that moment when the Japanese sword he was holding was reflecting purple and sparkling.

“That’s it.”

Seo Jin-hee, who was adjusting his glasses, said while spreading out one palm.

“You can no longer come near the body.”

‘Are you saying that you won’t allow too close a distance?’

Si-hyeon stopped walking and raised the corners of her mouth when she saw Seo Jin-hee.

Seo Jin-hee.

A genius player from the public relations team of a large corporation who is in charge of more than 20% of all administrative work here in the monarchy.

A player who has made a contract with the lower-level god, Grand Master of Goryeo, ‘Seo Hee’, and is particularly skilled in diplomacy and negotiation.

Of course, it wasn’t that great in terms of combat, but if you put your mind to it, you could get through it.

Sihyeon also stopped walking because she didn’t come here to fight.

Swish.

As soon as Si-hyeon stopped walking, Park Na-eun and Ok-jan also stopped walking.

“This is Lee Si-Hyeon.”

Lee Won-jeong sat down again and raised his hand.

Only then did the unarmed players let go of the swords at their waists.

“Everyone, step back. Except Seo Jin-hee and Kim Kang-tae.”

Seo Jin-hee and Kim Kang-tae.

Because they each made a contract with a lesser god, they could be trusted.

All the doors and doors closed and the guards looked at Sihyeon and his party once before leaving.

“okay.”

Lee Won-jeong, sitting on the throne again, asked.

“What brings you here?”

“Well. First of all, I’m sorry for coming all of a sudden. But no matter what I said, you wouldn’t let me in.”

Sihyeon quietly placed the Cheonjongun Sword on her shoulder.

“Would you like to make a deal?”

“… …Can I refuse?”

“Yes, but I can’t not listen.”

Lee Won-jeong looked into Si-hyeon’s eyes for a moment and swallowed.

‘This is no ordinary bet.’

The opponent was clearly young.

Still

“Okay. What brings you here?”

“I came to make a deal.”

“Deal? What deal… … ?”

“I will guard you here.”

“what?”

To the absurd words that came out of the other person’s mouth.

Lee Won-jeong opened his mouth.

‘Did I hear you wrong? You’re saying you’re guarding this place?’

Looking at the expressions of Seo Jin-hee (left arm) and Kim Kang-tae (right arm), it seemed like I hadn’t misheard.

“It seems we were underestimated.”

In that moment, Lee Won-jeong’s momentum changed.

The majesty of the king.

The energy that was overwhelming Sihyeon and his party was so strong that even normal players wouldn’t be able to control their bodies.

“That’s quite something.”

But Lee Won-jeong’s momentum did not work on the three.

Sihyeon went without saying.

Okjan and Park Na-eun were also players who did the same thing.

“I didn’t look down on you.”

Sihyeon’s words were true.

Lee Won-jeong and the power he possesses, the monarch.

A force formed by mid- and low-level gods from Joseon and Goryeo.

Descendants of Hwanin, the great god who rules the Korean peninsula.

There was no way that they would be scared by such an ordinary disaster that was not even a catastrophe.

I can understand why someone would hurt your pride like that.

but.

Right now, this place, Gyeongbokgung Palace, was ‘really’ dangerous.

And there is only one method that Sihyeon chose to persuade the other person.

As always, he was cosplaying as a ‘prophet’.

“I saw it.”

“what?”

Sihyeon laughed.

“Lee Won-jeong. I want to see you die.”

“By the way, you said… that you have the characteristics of a prophet?”

“yes.”

“As far as I know, players with the Prophet trait don’t actually see the future. They can only know in advance who the next disaster opponent will be, what quests will be given, and so on, within the system. Or what powers a certain god or demon possesses.”

Seo Ju-hee nodded at Lee Won-jeong’s words.

“You looked down on us too much. You corrupted demons.”

“Well, I said I didn’t see it in the water. What Mr. Lee Won-jeong said is true. But do you know that prophecy comes with a price?”

“cost?”

Lee Won-jeong’s expression slightly distorted, as if he didn’t know that fact.

It was a subtle change that most players wouldn’t notice, but Sihyeon was able to notice it.

“Knowing about the next disaster isn’t free. Well, you don’t have a prophet, so I don’t know.”

Sihyeon raised the corners of her mouth.

“I paid a price you could not have imagined to catch a glimpse of the prophecy. In that prophecy, Gyeongbokgung Palace, Iwonjeong, and you were in danger.”

“… … .”

After hearing those words, Lee Won-jeong fell into silence for a moment.

‘Crazy.’

Sihyeon laughed inwardly.

What Si-hyeon said was a lie, but some of it was true.

There is a price to pay to see the prophecy.

And the fact that Lee Won-jeong will be in great danger from this disaster.

At least these two things were true.

Of course, Sihyeon did not see the prophecy and did not pay the ‘price’.

-Your Majesty, it’s not a complete lie. At least some of the information is true.

Seo Ju-hee spoke to Lee Won-jeong through a telegram.

One of her skills is ‘Lies and Truth’.

The effect made it possible to discern between the truth and lies in one’s opponent.

The problem was that I could only tell if some of what the other person said was false, but I couldn’t tell which ones were false.

-The lie and truth skills are even more confusing in this situation, since we have no information at all.

-But from a realistic standpoint, it’s not bad.

-Not bad, huh?

-Yes, Your Majesty. That would be good.

-Explain it.

-There must be a reason why a fallen demon with the Prophet trait came to us and offered to help us. Without this guy’s help, we wouldn’t die, but… …we would definitely be in danger. It may not be a catastrophe, but you never know what variables could come into play during a catastrophe.

-… … Of course, you can’t let your guard down in any disaster situation.

– Even if we aren’t in danger, it wouldn’t hurt to get help from the fallen demon Lee Si-Hyeon. He’s ranked 1st, and Park Na-Eun is ranked 7th. The orc next to me doesn’t look bad either.

-If we get help, at least Gyeongbokgung Palace, the buildings, and the players will take ‘less’ damage?

-Yes. There is nothing wrong with having a safety device. However… …you must have come here wanting compensation.

-Compensation. Compensation. Then the important thing is what you want as compensation.

-Yes. I will try tapping the calculator hard.

Looking at the endlessly rolling eyes of Lee Won-jeong and Seo Jin-hee.

Sihyeon laughed inwardly.

‘If it goes as expected, Seo Ju-hee will be positive about this proposal. She has been made aware of the danger with the power of the prophet, and since she has my cooperation, it would be no bad thing. It would be reasonable for her to accept my proposal.’

Seo Ju-hee is a talented person who raised the monarch’s power to 2nd place before the return.

He was a top-class talent who proved that power cannot be dealt with or dealt with by mere force.

Because he was so rational and smart, Sihyeon was confident.

That he would not be able to refuse the offer he made.

Because what Sihyeon wanted was nothing special to them.

A few minutes later.

Lee Won-jeong, who had made up his mind, asked Si-hyeon.

“Okay. What do you want as a reward?”

“Your throne. Please let me sit on the throne I am currently sitting on. However, you can sit like this while all the other ministers are pushed aside.”

“Your seat… Your seat… … . No way. You.”

“Yes. I have satisfied the ‘conditions’.”

“Are you talking about ?”

Looking at Sihyeon, who nodded silently.

Lee Won-jeong sighed.

“Even I, the master of the throne, do not know the conditions for carrying out the , but you already know the conditions and have fulfilled them… … .”

I definitely don’t think he’s an ordinary guy.

Lee Won-jeong once again shared a message with Seo Jin-hee.

-The price is cheaper than the depreciation.

-… … I agree. However, judging from the fact that the opponent strongly wants the throne, the power contained here. And the hidden quest called may have a greater reward than we expected.

-The throne cannot be used properly unless certain conditions are met. No one knows what those conditions are or what the benefits are. Then.

Lee Won-jeong smiled faintly.

-There’s one more thing to negotiate.

“There are more conditions.”

“Please speak.”

“The quest , which allows players to sit on the throne, become the ‘true king’, and achieve a different level of status. Please tell me the conditions for this as well.”

“Okay, that’s not difficult. But I’d like to ask you one more thing.”

“Something?”

“If the throne is destroyed or damaged while performing , I, who sits on it, could also be in danger. When performing , the body is left behind, and only the soul leaves.”

“… … So you’re saying I have to protect you while you’re doing the ? And you can’t even sit here during that time?”

“Yes. Besides, the flow of time is different inside and here, so it might take a long time.”

“How shameless. I don’t know how long it will take… … If I can’t sit here during that time, I will lose face in front of my subjects. What do you think?”

“I think it would be better to save face for a moment, find out the conditions, and become the ‘real king’? And at the same time, survive the twelfth disaster.”

“Hahaha. That’s funny. It’s funny.”

Lee Won-jeong laughed.

“Yeah. That would put me at number one in the rankings. Okay. I’ll accept your offer.”

“Well. Let’s trust each other. I’ll protect this place first. Please keep your promise.”

“Good.”

Lee Won-jeong got up from his seat and came to Si-hyeon and extended his hand.

Shh.

Sihyeon also grabbed that hand and shook it.

‘Okay. Then for now.’

Sihyeon’s eyes lit up.

‘The twelfth plague… … we’ll start with the Beetle.’