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Chapter 38: 38.

37.

About an hour after meeting Min Jiwon, we dashed through the streets as fast as possible and hid ourselves in the forest of buildings near Gwanghwamun.

There was no sign of anyone, but it was certain that the Kings who bought the fake revelations distributed by Kim Dokja were hiding nearby.

The moment he reached the entrance of the National Palace Museum, his heart began to pound. Most of the relics sleeping here are trash. However, one of them is genuine. The Four Yin Demonic Beheading Sword. The strongest SSSSS-grade item in Gwanghwamun must be hidden right here!

"Wow..."

I looked at a part of the fake revelation through Kim Dokja's phone.

This is seriously cringe-worthy.

"Hyung, but if it's an item like that, shouldn't we get it first?"

"We don't need it."

I heard the Four Yin Demonic Beheading Sword is actually a good sword.

Apparently, Yoo Joonghyuk favored it in the early stages of his 3rd regression.

It's definitely a good sword, but Kim Dokja said it wasn't an item we needed right now.

But the Plagiarist and other Kings would think differently.

They will surely clash, and we just need to take other relics in the meantime.

"Everyone will watch each other before making a move. We'll move accordingly."

As soon as Kim Dokja finished speaking, sparks flew in the air, and an Intermediate Dokkaebi appeared.

[Huhu, goodness... I didn't even order you to, but you've gathered so well. I should give a reward to good children, right?]

Rumble. With a sound, something began to rise from the center of Gwanghwamun.

A single throne shining in antique gold.

Gasps were heard from all over Gwanghwamun.

Although no guide had come down yet, every King must have realized it at that moment.

That only one King would occupy that seat.

[Main Scenario updated.]
[Main Scenario #4 – 'Qualifications of a King' begins.]

< Main Scenario #4 – ‘Qualifications of a King’ >

Category: Main
Difficulty: A
Clear Condition: Occupy the ‘Absolute Throne’ located at Gwanghwamun Intersection.
Time Limit: 8 hours
Reward: 10,000 Coins
Penalty for Failure: -

"Dazzling."

"Indeed."

It seemed troublesome tasks had doubled.

We now have to defeat the Tyrant King, occupy Changsin Station, and simultaneously take that throne.

While we were looking at the scenario, the Intermediate Dokkaebi spoke from the air.

[Huhu, you look flustered. Please don't worry too much. This scenario will proceed slowly.]

Even though it was a situation where anyone would be agitated, Gwanghwamun was quiet.

Of course. Those who survived until now would know how important it is to listen to the Dokkaebi's words.

[The fourth main scenario is, as you might have guessed, aimed at electing a single King to sit on that throne. Of course, just being a King doesn't mean anyone can sit there. Only those who have proven their qualifications can sit.]

The Intermediate Dokkaebi continued with an unpleasant smirk.

[Then, I will reveal the ‘First Qualification’.]

< Qualifications of a King >

  1. 「The owner of the throne must be braver than anyone else.」

(Additional qualifications will be revealed shortly.)

A Black Flag, huh.

[Huhu, now that the motivation is given, try creating an interesting story!]

As the Intermediate Dokkaebi disappeared, Yoo Sangah looked worried.

"A Black Flag... don't you need to occupy more than 20 stations to get that?"

"Correct."

Our group's flag was brown.

A flag obtainable by occupying more than 10 stations.

"What do we do? To make a Black Flag, we still need to occupy 10 more stations..."

"It's probably a condition created because there are no empty stations left."

"Excuse me?"

At this point, probably no one has a Black Flag.

"Did you forget? There isn't just one way to create a Black Flag."

"Ah, right. We could take flags from other groups, right?"

Dokja calmed the flustered group.

"No need to panic. It wasn't unexpected, so we just proceed as planned."

"As planned."

Easier said than done.

Various Kings were revealing fierce auras, looking at each other.

As if ready to fight at any moment.

"It has begun."

"Somehow, it's scary. Wondering if this really is Korea..."

Lee Seongkook muttered in an unrealistic voice.

Well, understandable. Reality has become an apocalypse.

"It was Korea. And it still is Korea."

"Are you not scared, Boss?"

"I'm scared too. Gang-hoon-ssi probably has times when he's scared too."

"Well, yeah. I have times when I'm scared too."

Not lying, looking back occasionally, there are times when I'm scared.

Maybe when Gilyoung touches bugs... or seeing companions collapsed a while ago. That was probably the scariest.

"But, at least now I feel like I'm living properly."

"I feel more alive now than ever before too."

Having companions, and solving the world with companions.

How much that makes one feel alive.

Turning around, I saw Lee Seongkook looking at us with awe.

"Gang-hoon-nim and Boss will definitely..."

Before Lee Seongkook could finish, someone's shout rang out.

Three hundred meters away, a King began marching north.

A King with a brown flag like Kim Dokja.

Too far to see the face, but seemed like a King of a small district.

Simultaneously, warlords hiding in various places in Gwanghwamun began to appear.

Guys armed with excellent weapons.

Among them, the most conspicuous was a man in a flashy dragon robe riding a bizarre palanquin.

"Is that the Tyrant King?"

"Yes. Probably many, including that King, will move aiming for the Four Yin Demonic Beheading Sword."

As Kim Dokja said, they headed towards the Northern Palace Museum where the sword would be.

"Let's go west."

Following Kim Dokja, we moved immediately.

All Kings headed to the Northern Palace Museum, so the west we were heading to was relatively empty.

As expected of historic Gwanghwamun, there were museums everywhere along the way.

Newspaper Museum, Bank of Korea Museum, Police Museum... all sorts of things.

"Going to places like that won't be useful, right?"

Running at Yoo Sangah's words, Kim Dokja answered looking ahead.

"We should avoid modern exhibits if possible."

"Are older relics better?"

"Yes. The older and more storied the item, the better."

Then Kim Dokja found a museum and turned towards the building.

"Let's go there."

That building was the 'Seoul Museum of History' facing Gyeonghuigung Palace.

Yoo Sangah looked at us, emitting light as if ready.

"What should I look for here?"

"We need to find something called Ganpyeongui. It's a Joseon Dynasty relic resembling a disc, but I don't know which floor it's on."

"Okay, I'll try finding it!"

Ganpyeongui.

An item remaining in my memory.

But... if I find it first, Yoo Sangah's spirit will visibly dampen.

"We need to find it quickly, so let's scatter. Gilyoung, you move with Sangah Noona. And Lee Seongkook-ssi..."

"Watch out."

Whish.

Incoming arrows stopped in mid-air all at once.

Kim Dokja reflexively wrapped around the group and crouched down, but seeing the arrows stopped in the air, he stood up carefully.

"Performing such feats! For a novice King, there's a useful guy!"

A loud voice resembling a tiger rang out.

From about four or five hundred meters away, a group armed with bows and swords was running this way.

"Can't see a flag. Not a King?"

"A famous general of Hwangsanbeol."

"Gyebaek?"

Kim Dokja nodded at my question.

"If you know the honor of a King, hand over the flag obediently! Then I won't take your group members' lives!!"

"Clumsy."

"Certainly is."

"For the Hero of Hwangsanbeol to dwell in such a clumsy guy. Doesn't fit the class."

Kim Dokja nodded at my words.

Well, apart from that, the guy's stats looked pretty good.

Number of group members seemed decent too...

"Should I step in?"

"That seems good."

I immediately started gathering Cursed Energy at my fingertips, and they continued pouring attacks at us.

Attempts to continue attacks that can't reach...

Annoying.

"Cursed Technique Re..."

"Bearing the name of the Three Kingdoms, persecuting a mere weak nation's King, aren't you ashamed?!"

"Ah, this voice."

Hearing a sudden voice, I scattered the Cursed Energy and looked to the side.

Ha, a familiar figure was approaching.

Gyebaek's Incarnation didn't seem pleased, making a grim expression at her.

"What brings the Queen of the damn double-swords here?" (Note: derogatory term for Gyeongsang provinces, contextually Silla)

"As expected of a general from a ruined dynasty, even the speech is vulgar."

A woman retorting with an arrogant expression.

It was the Queen of Beauty, Min Jiwon.

Min Jiwon glanced at us and looked forward again.

"Shut up! A cowardly Silla bloodline now claims to be a King of the Three Kingdoms! I don't recognize a lowly wench as a King!"

The guy shouted spiritedly at Min Jiwon, but Min Jiwon didn't care and faced the opponent next to Kim Dokja.

Imagining seeing a scene from history with my own eyes feels quite good.

...Of course, my body belongs to a Japanese person.

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