Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1016

Park Kang-hyuk, the chief purser, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

‘What in the world is going on?’

Despite the chaos in his mind, his hands moved mechanically. After ten years on the job, his hands knew what to do even with his eyes closed. Preparing for takeoff was something he could handle.

The problem was that he couldn’t understand the situation at all.

His flight was originally scheduled for tomorrow.

But this morning, a flight back to Korea had been arranged.

It was driving him crazy.

It was also a problem that he had lost his leisurely day off, but he could understand that much. It wasn’t like his next flight schedule was being moved up anyway.

Personally, he would rather go back to his home in Korea and rest for another day than rest in England.

The problem was that moving up a flight schedule wasn’t something that could be done just with a wish. An aircraft that had completed a long flight had to be inspected.

Without that inspection, a new flight was impossible. Even if it were possible to skip the inspection, considering the tight airport schedule, it wouldn’t be easy to push other airlines back and arrange an additional flight schedule.

But that unlikely thing had happened.

‘Who the heck is on board?’

When something like this happened, there was always someone’s intervention. Someone with strong power could easily resolve the airport’s situation.

The problem was that this wasn’t Korea, but England.

It wouldn’t be a problem in Korea. But this request came from England, not Korea.

And it was through the British government.

‘They want to find an airline that will make the passengers, who are Korean, feel as comfortable as possible?’

That was not something those arrogant British guys would say.

Park Kang-hyuk considered the French the craziest, but the British were the most annoying to deal with.

The British often lived with the absurd idea that they were a superior race, incomparable to Asians.

But those British guys were directly requesting cooperation from a Korean airline, not their own?

Who was the VIP that the British government would care so much about?

‘Did the president visit secretly?’

That couldn’t be.

But it was such an extraordinary situation that it made him think that.

“The gate is open.”

“Okay.”

At the flight attendant’s words, Park Kang-hyuk swallowed hard.

According to the information he received, there were about a hundred passengers. Following the British government’s request, no background checks were done.

It was a moment when his curiosity about who these people were skyrocketed.

And then, he began to see the people walking through the gate toward the plane.

“Hey, this is exciting, isn’t it?”

“You’re embarrassing me. Be quiet.”

“Hey, have you ever been on a plane?”

“Hey, you crazy bastard! Did you fly here?”

“That was in the cargo hold. I’ve never even been to Jeju Island. It’s like it’s my first time on a plane.”

“I get it, so shut up. You’re embarrassing me.”

Park Kang-hyuk’s face subtly hardened.

If it were someone inexperienced, they would have shown all their emotions on their face, but he was a ten-year veteran purser. It was nothing for him to make his thoughts and expressions different.

But even Park Kang-hyuk had to make a subtle change in his expression because the people walking toward the plane were unusual.

‘Are they athletes?’

If he had to find the closest feeling, it would be that.

They had obviously strong physiques, and most of them were wearing training suits.

And they had that swagger that was unique to athletes.

‘No, they can’t be athletes!’

Logically, there was no reason for the British government to be considerate of Korean athletes. Even British soccer players with global recognition wouldn’t receive this much consideration from the British government, let alone Korean athletes.

Besides, Park Kang-hyuk, who liked sports, had never seen those faces before.

“Can we go in?”

“Welcome aboard. Please come this way.”

“Can we sit anywhere?”

“Yes, sir. Of course.”

“Wow, then I’m going over there.”

“Ah, that’s first class…”

“Can’t I go to first class?”

“Ah, well…”

Just as Park Kang-hyuk was at a loss, a savior appeared.

“Aren’t you going to the back, you little punks?”

“Oh, it’s Chief Lee.”

Lee Hyun-soo pushed his way in, scowling.

“Are you here to play? Huh?”

“Ah, no, sir.”

“Don’t bother the staff, and get inside quickly!”

“Yes, sir! We’ll go right now!”

As soon as Lee Hyun-soo appeared, the rowdy ones quickly rushed inside.

Park Kang-hyuk stared blankly at the scene.

‘Are they really athletes?’

It was like a coach or manager scolding their players.

“I’m sorry. My kids are not in good shape.”

“Ah, no, it’s okay.”

Park Kang-hyuk froze.

‘I don’t know who they are, but they’re big shots.’

Big shots that the British government would give special treatment to. And the person who controlled them. He didn’t know who they were, but they were not people that Park Kang-hyuk could dare to mess with.

Lee Hyun-soo frowned and turned his head.

“Hurry up and get on, you punks! Master is coming behind you!”

“Y-yes, sir.”

From inside, Gong Young-gil shouted.

“Chief, these seats are too small!”

“Do you want to stand?”

“They’re a perfect fit! Thank you!”

Lee Hyun-soo, with a scowl, made sure that the last one went in and then turned his head.

“You guys get on quickly too.”

“Yes, sir.”

After confirming that the Demonic Cult members were on board, Lee Hyun-soo pointed his finger.

“No, you guys don’t get on that side, get on the side! Sit separately, separately.”

“Yes, sir!”

Lee Hyun-soo, who had even directed the seating arrangement, smiled at Park Kang-hyuk.

“The ones who got on the right side are Chinese, so I’d like to ask you for a favor. They’re still not fluent in Korean.”

“Ah, don’t worry. I can communicate in Chinese.”

“Okay.”

Lee Hyun-soo finished speaking and stepped aside. Then, a few people appeared at the gate.

“Wow…”

Park Kang-hyuk’s eyes widened at the sight of the person who appeared.

‘What kind of person is that…’

‘No, can that person even fit through the entrance?’

Park Kang-hyuk had been loading and unloading people on planes for over ten years, but he had never loaded a person of that size before. Before he could recover from the shock of the huge size, Bator arrived at the entrance.

Bator frowned.

“It’s narrow.”

“It’s because you’re too big, Bator.”

“That’s why I hate civilian planes.”

Bator bent down and squeezed his body into the plane door.

“This way, this way is first class.”

“Ugh.”

Even though he bent down as much as possible, his body got stuck in the door. Bator carefully squeezed his body in, making sure not to damage the plane.

As Bator, who had barely managed to pass through the entrance, went inside, Lee Hyun-soo let out a deep sigh. Now, the biggest problem was solved.

Park Kang-hyuk, with trembling eyes, watched Bator, who was half-crawling inside. He had never imagined that such a huge person could exist. He felt bigger than the brown bear he had seen at the Russian zoo.

‘Who are those people?’

The people who followed into the plane were also not ordinary. A white-haired old man in a black suit and sunglasses, who didn’t look his age, was exuding a model-like aura, and the middle-aged man walking next to him was… well…

‘A gangster?’

No, a mobster?

Anyway, that was the feeling.

“Take care of us.”

“Is there in-flight meal? In-flight meal?”

The two went inside, laughing and joking.

‘There’s more?’

Then, the final touch was added.

‘An actor?’

The moment he saw the man approaching next, Park Kang-hyuk slightly opened his mouth. A handsome middle-aged white man, who proved what dandyism was with his whole body, boarded the plane with a relaxed gait.

“Welcome aboard.”

“Thank you.”

It was obvious that he was used to good manners.

The man, who had politely received the greetings from Park Kang-hyuk and the flight attendants, patted Lee Hyun-soo’s shoulder a couple of times and headed to first class.

‘Is that the end?’

It was a series of people whose individuality was so overwhelming that it was bursting.

“There’s only one more person coming.”

‘Who’s coming this time?’

Park Kang-hyuk looked at the entrance with nervous eyes.

‘Huh?’

But the last person to come was a rather ordinary-looking Asian, unlike his expectations.

‘He’s handsome.’

That was the first impression.

But just being handsome wasn’t enough to acknowledge his uniqueness, as the people who had boarded the plane so far were too unique. His handsomeness seemed ordinary in comparison.

“Everyone is on board.”

Kang Jin-ho, who received the report, nodded and headed inside, guided by Lee Hyun-soo.

“It’s a Korean plane?”

“It seems the British side requested a Korean airline. Actually, this is a bit more comfortable.”

“I guess so. It seems the Master has more power than I thought. Even the government is moving.”

“Actually, the Assembly is on the weaker side. If the Master wanted to, he could replace the Prime Minister. Ordering the government to arrange a plane is nothing.”

“I see.”

Park Kang-hyuk squeezed his eyes shut.

‘I didn’t hear anything, I didn’t hear anything.’

Although the crazy conversation was continuing, Park Kang-hyuk instinctively understood that it was true. The fact that they were carrying these people was proof of that.

But this conversation was better left unheard.

There are times when it’s better not to know things. Until the end of this flight, Park Kang-hyuk decided to think of himself as blind and deaf.

“I’ll close the plane door.”

Once everyone was seated, Park Kang-hyuk quickly closed the plane door and headed to first class.

“It’s an honor to have you on board. My name is Park Kang-hyuk, the chief purser. I will do my best to ensure your comfortable and safe flight. This flight is an international flight from London, England, to Incheon, South Korea…”

“Hey.”

Bator interrupted Park Kang-hyuk’s speech.

‘Chinese?’

It seemed that the huge man’s nationality was Chinese.

“Yes, sir.”

Bator twisted his body. The first-class seat, which was big enough for two grown men to lie down, seemed too small for Bator alone.

Bator twisted his huge body and frowned. It was a very threatening sight for an ordinary person to handle.

“Forget that!”

“Yes, sir!”

“When is the in-flight meal coming?”

Park Kang-hyuk looked around in confusion. But it seemed that no one in first class had any intention of helping Park Kang-hyuk.

“…I’ll prepare it as soon as we finish takeoff.”