265 – Chapter 10. Tactical Nuclear Drop (4)

If there is a good thing after becoming a person with special abilities, it is that I have experiences that I could not have, although I talk about it many times.

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Just like now, you can freely go in and out of places you normally judged to be ambiguous.

“Come in here.”

A place further west from Mokpo.

North from Jindo, where I previously fought alongside Seolhee Baek against the Skull Demon.

I entered the island of angels alone, and I am walking on an island that doesn’t even appear on the map at the far end.

There are few people.

I wonder if there are about 300 people on this island?

And not even 300 inhabitants of this nameless island.

Goo goo.

At the top of the salt farm, people in work clothes are diligently digging.

Although their skin was tanned by the sun, everyone is working quietly, scooping out the salt from the salt pan.

“Puck, puck…”

I can’t help but feel nauseous despite the hard labor, so I spit out disgust while wiping the sweat from my forehead with my sleeve.

At first glance, the worker’s face was a typical Australian blond foreigner.

“Hey, no-f*ck! Keep going!”

And a man who looked like an overseer shouted at the blond foreigner.

Wearing a blue armband on his arm, he was supervising the workers while wearing a hat called ‘sunlight bay salt’ on his head.

‘Because it’s so strange.’

This place I know is full of ghost stories of modern slavery, but as if this place were really an island of angels, large corporations came in and managed the salt farms.

“I didn’t curse! I just made the sound of a shovel going in, puck!!”

“Foreigners have a strong F pronunciation, but what! Koreans say it’s puk, they don’t say it like that! Are you going to get 10,000 won a month and slap puck, Carlos?!”

“……Sheesh.”

Carlos, a white worker with a blunt lips, began to shovel hard again.

And when I saw them, goose bumps ran down my spine.

Everyone who works in the salt farm is wearing work clothes with the sentence ‘sunshade’ on the back, and what’s more, the work allowance is 10 million won per month.

‘It deserves to be called the island of angels.’

There is no such thing as suddenly someone disappearing without a sound.

The CCTVs installed here and there were managed by the sunshade, and a small boat with a crest of the sunshade was roaming the sea and inspecting the salt farms.

Except for the fact that it is called the salt farm of the sea, it is no different from any other farm on land.

Ding, dong, dang, dong.

The bell rings.

The alarm signaled exactly 15 o’clock on time, and all the workers started stretching lightly.

“Break for 30 minutes!! Don’t go to a strange place for people who need to go to the toilet, go to the boat and take care of it! If you spray it on the sea again, know that that person will be forcibly expelled from their home country!”

The supervisor gave a bluff and disappeared.

I sat back in the shade, watching the scene from the rooftop of a building on the inner side of the island, proudly from a factory with a signboard reading ‘sunlight sun salt’.

‘It’s such a crazy world.’

My figure is reflected in the stainless steel exhaust vents extending out from the factory rooftop.

The appearance of a goblin in a suit hiding in the shadows.

In other words, the iron plate is polished so well that I can be seen through the exhaust vents of the island’s factories.

The fact that it is managed so well in the highly corrosive sea means that the sun’s rays are paying a lot of attention to this island.

Certainly the island of angels is the island of angels.

This is not a joke, but with the arrival of capital from large corporations and most of the people living on the island, many things have changed on this island.

Is it because of the soup?

Is it because of the perception that it has become the best country in the world?

Or is it because everyone agreed that there should be no old image from the world’s perspective?

-Seoul Republic? devildom? Gotham? what are you talking about There can’t be such strange places in the great Republic of Korea, right?

– There is no such place anymore~ The whole country has changed since the cataclysm~

-Local Viharaño?! How can you say such harsh words! We are one people, and we are the people of Korea! There is no way that the same Koreans would criticize each other for coming from different regions, right? ha ha ha!

This world, the darkness that was full before the cataclysm, is not visible to the outside world at least.

-If you don’t say no, people wearing black robes might visit your house tonight. be careful.

– Bear in mind. It may have been before, but not now. As a person from this country at the forefront of the world, please refrain from talking about things that tarnish the national brand.

-Do you want to die as a gukka, or do you want to live as a patriot?

If you look carefully, the object has only changed, but now, as if the shadow of the sun directly entered the island of angels and overturned the environment by operating a corporate salt farm, all the stern voices drifting in silence are all ‘non-existent’ in this world. thing’ has become

yes.

From someone’s point of view, things that can be called ‘bad history’ if you look at them from an alien’s point of view.

It is nonsense in this world that such things are happening in real time in a foreign country, not in Korea anymore, but at least the Republic of Korea in this country is shining brightly with gukppong.

therefore.

I chose this place

Island of the Succubus.

God’s haven.

Whether or not Laplace’s devil gave her nickname as Hyangdan because of her impressive reading of Chunhyangjeon, most of her actions in Thailand mimicked what was done in the world before the cataclysm.

Instead of salt, they only cultivated coriander and mana powder.

The way he treats people like slaves only adds to his ability.

It is a reasonable inference that it has something to do with this place before the cataclysm, and even if it is not, that the inspiration was drawn from the bad images woven here.

Good things go to Korea.

Bad things go abroad.

“If it ceased to exist, we could just leave it as it is, and then go abroad and recreate it as Korea.”

Beep Big.

The Taegeuk watch started ringing.

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Just as I was about to come, the phone started ringing.

“Yes, I got the call.”

[Hey, is that Park Boon-chung?]

“…Who are you?”

Of course, I am not Park Boon-chung.

No matter how many people in the world live with unusual names, such as ‘a name that seems to have to be changed right away’, I am not Park Bun-chung.

I’d rather be surprised if I said he’s a prostitute.

[Are you the person who wrote Hyangdanjeon this time? I am Sujeong Kim, a web novel PD working at ‘Mercury Media’.]

“……Ah, yes. I see.”

I wondered if it was real for a moment, but I could feel the hum in the voice coming through the phone.

“By the way, how did you know my number?”

[Yeah… I hacked it.]

“…….”

revealed its true colors.

I hung up the phone right away, but soon something like a wind started blowing where I was standing.

Sarak.

A woman wearing a hanbok landed on the roof.

The neatly trimmed black hair made me wonder if it was Seong Chun-hyang, not Hyang-dan, and except for the dark hair and black eyes, she looked like a foreigner wearing a hanbok.

“…who?”

“My name is Kim Soo-jeong.”

“A person with special abilities…is he a god?”

“Yes. A person with special abilities. And at the same time…”

sigh.

“It’s also the devil who came to kill the author.”

“……!”

“Are you the one who wrote Hyangdanjeon?”

hard.

The woman, the demon who called herself Kim Su-jeong, bent her neck left and right and slowly approached me.

“Hey, I can’t forgive it. To pour NTR on Pure Love. Even that wasn’t enough, turning a woman into a female praying mantis that preys on some kind of man.”

“…Did you come to kill me just because of the story in the novel?”

“It’s only in the novel? Hah, don’t you care about the feelings of people who are going to lose their minds because of the novel you wrote?”

I understand.

Because I was a reader too.

“Because of the novel you wrote, the story of love between a man and woman and keeping a woman’s chastity instantly turned into adultery orgy and 19-karat gold porn!!”

“Is that why I have to die?”

“of course!”

“…Well, even the devil has nothing to do. And, it’s so ridiculous.”

I immediately took off the mask I was wearing.

“……uh?”

“Do you demons of Pandemonium have no thoughts? Do you have no intelligence at all?”

“…….who?”

“ah.”

face was visible.

Well, it doesn’t matter.

The barrier has already been opened, and the only thing left for this woman is ‘execution’.

[Would you like to know something like this?]

“……!”

The moment she immediately released her hidden magical power and put the mask on, Kim Soo-jeong jumped up and tried to escape to the sky.

thud!

But to no avail.

“The invisible barrier of flame…?”

[I got help from archers. Calm down. Archery does not participate in this battle.]

As long as this island has already become a ‘battlefield’, Kim Soo-jeong and Laplace’s demons cannot leave this place until the magical power of their archery is exhausted.

In other words, I have to beat that woman until the magical power of the archery is intact.

“hehehe, it’s interesting. You must have consumed so much magic, so you’re going to win against me?”

[If it weren’t for calling you out in the first place, I wouldn’t have created a novel like that.]

“……under?”

Laplace’s devil laughs with his mouth wide open.

“So, you’re saying that the NTR intrusion novel was created just to draw me out…?”

[It worked really well. FYI, if you run away, it will not end with a novel in which Hyangdan NTRs Lee Mongryong from Sung Chunhyang. It makes me ‘transform’ very well.]

It is a term that only those in the know know.

You won’t need to know, and it’s a word that doesn’t work in this world.

“What, what are you going to do…!”

That’s why Laplace’s devil is afraid.

The fact that there are things that the omniscient demon, the all-knowing demon, does not know must be fear itself.

[Run away if you want to know.]

“…hehehe, yes. Then, if I kill you here, you will know that you are transforming or something? What, do you transform into Rider?”

[I’ll let you know before you die. By the way, why are you so relaxed?]

Also.

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Just like Duooksini, it’s stupid.

[The association does not choose any means or methods to fight the enemy. I’m not completely full of magic right now to deal with you alone.]

“I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but it’s just a bluff to build up like that.”

[Do you think it’s a bluff? I’m sorry.]

I lightly tapped the Taegeuk watch with my finger.

[Sorry, but it’s not a bluff.]

Soon, a letter pierced the barrier of archery and flew far away, and I leisurely reached out for Laplace’s demon.

[Introduce.]

“……uh?”

grip support.

Inside the golden circular magic circle, a woman with blonde ‘golden eyes’ opened the space and came out.

[My special EX level partner.]

The way I can surely kill Laplace’s demon, even though my magical power is not perfect.

[I am the archangel of justice who brought you to defeat the devil.]

Tactical Ymir Drop.