Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 403

Thud.

Warriors, clad in neat martial uniforms, perfectly concealing their sharp aura.

Thud.

As the warriors of the Silver Sea marched forward, the Association’s players immediately stepped back.

“U-uh…”

Some were so overwhelmed that they stood there, dumbfounded.

Lee Ro-woon and his warriors stopped in front of them.

“Hic!”

A player started to hiccup.

Lee Ro-woon looked down at the player.

“S-sorry!”

Finally regaining his senses, the player quickly bowed his head and stepped aside.

Only then did the Silver Sea’s procession resume.

“I-impressive.”

Association President Jeon Gyeong-il murmured in admiration once more.

This was the first time the Association had engaged in anything resembling a transaction with the Silver Sea.

Therefore, Jeon Gyeong-il had carefully selected the Association personnel to accompany him, ensuring that none would retreat.

The Association’s elite players.

They were capable of competing with most martial guilds.

Thud, thud.

Yet, they were collapsing in fear.

The Silver Sea warriors marched forward, undeterred by the Blood Demon.

Clad in red martial uniforms, their fierce eyes gleaming ominously, they were truly a procession of death gods.

Anyone who blocked their path would be cut down.

Anyone who dared to stand before them with a sword would be obliterated without a trace.

Like a group of death gods from mythology, they advanced.

“The rumors weren’t false…”

Jeon Gyeong-il muttered.

The story of the Silver Sea and Mount Hua competing for dominance.

“It was real.”

Jeon Gyeong-il, who knew the power of Mount Hua so well, had thought it was all just rumors, but the power of the Silver Sea he witnessed was beyond imagination.

With them.

‘They might not be inferior to the Plum Blossom Squad.’

There was a possibility that they would not be inferior to the truly invincible Plum Blossom Squad.

Jeon Gyeong-il scanned the advancing warriors, as if counting them.

Then, he noticed someone.

At the rear of the procession, protected by other warriors, was someone coming.

“……?”

Though wearing a martial uniform, he didn’t have the aura of a warrior.

While the residents of the Silver Sea had similar appearances to East Asians on Earth, there were subtle differences from Koreans.

“Who is that?”

A player who looked like a Korean was approaching, protected by the Silver Sea warriors, so Jeon Gyeong-il couldn’t help but be curious.

“That person is…”

Nam Ho-jung spoke in a subservient tone.

The figure was now before them.

“I greet the Silver Sea’s strategist.”

Lee San-hoo.

Nam Ho-jung bowed to him.

“It’s been a while.”

Lee San-hoo also greeted them with a brief nod.

Nam Ho-jung, who had met Lee San-hoo several times as the Gyeonggi branch manager, smiled at Lee San-hoo with a face that seemed ready to give up his liver.

Twitch.

Jeon Gyeong-il was different.

“This person is the Association President…”

“I know.”

His eyes twitched unpleasantly.

‘Arrogant.’

To Jeon Gyeong-il, it was displeasing that a mere player, not a warrior, was standing before him with his head held high.

While martial guilds valued players and occasionally used them for important tasks, they were still just players.

A player, not a warrior.

Therefore, it was only right that they should bow and grovel before him.

“P-President.”

Nam Ho-jung said, watching Jeon Gyeong-il’s reaction.

It had been quite some time since Lee San-hoo and Jeon Gyeong-il had made eye contact, yet there was no response.

Smirk.

Lee San-hoo was the first to react.

He curled up the corners of his mouth and said,

“From now on, you can discuss and negotiate the operation with me.”

Jeon Gyeong-il remained silent.

* * *

The Silver Sea group, having arrived at the gate, began assessing its condition and going through several verification procedures.

Reporters who had been waiting were filming the scene, and those who wanted to establish ties with the Silver Sea were trying to say even a single word, but.

“You are not allowed to approach.”

Under the Association’s control, they were not even allowed to get close.

Meanwhile, a busy conversation was taking place in a corner of the temporary base.

“In exchange for attacking this gate, the Silver Sea’s demands are…”

Lee San-hoo was negotiating with the Association regarding the gate attack.

Before coming here, they had already agreed on several points, but the negotiations that took place in front of the gate were usually more significant.

“Ah, yes. Yes. Of course.”

Nam Ho-jung, who was in charge of the negotiations, nodded.

It was practically a negotiation that was close to unconditional acceptance.

“Also…”

It was as if they were willing to grant whatever the Silver Sea wanted.

It seemed as if they were trying to hand over many rights to the Silver Sea under the pretext of attacking the gate.

‘Is this real?’

Lee San-hoo was deliberately dragging out the negotiations.

He was observing their reactions to clearly understand the Association’s intentions.

But as expected.

‘I won’t learn anything from Nam Ho-jung.’

What he needed to find out was.

“What do you think, President?”

It would be with the Association President, Jeon Gyeong-il.

Jeon Gyeong-il, who had been silent throughout the negotiations with an uncomfortable expression, finally reacted when Lee San-hoo directly called him out.

Twitch.

His already uncomfortable face contorted even more.

“President?”

Nam Ho-jung watched Jeon Gyeong-il’s reaction, but.

“The Silver Sea is quite rude.”

“……?”

Everyone was taken aback by Jeon Gyeong-il’s sudden words.

Lee San-hoo also closed his mouth.

“To send you to such an important position.”

This was a position close to the first negotiation with the Association headquarters.

Jeon Gyeong-il.

“Is the Guild Leader busy?”

He was displeased that Lee San-hoo, not the Guild Leader, had come to such a position.

“The Guild Leader is unable to come today due to internal matters.”

“Huh.”

Jeon Gyeong-il clicked his tongue again.

“So they sent this rookie?”

“P-President.”

Nam Ho-jung called out to Jeon Gyeong-il in a fluster.

“To think they would send an ignorant person with no authority.”

Jeon Gyeong-il spoke as if his discomfort had exploded.

This was clearly crossing the line.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding.”

Lee San-hoo said with a blank face.

“I clearly have full authority and am here to negotiate.”

“Full authority?”

Jeon Gyeong-il scoffed.

“Surely…”

Jeon Gyeong-il stood up, releasing his aura as he looked down at Lee San-hoo.

He said,

“You don’t expect me to believe that a player has been given full authority by the Silver Sea, do you? I am the Association President.”

Jeon Gyeong-il even seemed wronged.

“If the Silver Sea has a grudge against me, I will resolve it myself, so tell the Guild Leader.”

Jeon Gyeong-il’s voice and tone, treating him completely like a subordinate, contained a deep disregard for Lee San-hoo.

“I will wait until my Guild Leader comes, no matter how long it takes.”

Just as Jeon Gyeong-il was about to turn away, having said his piece.

“Did you say ‘mere player’?”

“What?”

“Aren’t you also a player, President?”

Jeon Gyeong-il turned around.

His face was full of anger.

Whoosh!

He was releasing mana from his entire body.

“What did you just say…”

“I asked if you weren’t also a player, President.”

Jeon Gyeong-il, no matter how much he had risen to the position of Association President through politics and flattery, was a high-ranker player before that.

A player who was close to the first generation.

Jeon Gyeong-il was one of the less than five high-rankers in South Korea.

“Are you comparing me to the likes of you?”

Jeon Gyeong-il and Lee San-hoo faced each other again.

“President!”

Nam Ho-jung tried to stop Jeon Gyeong-il again, but.

“Shut up.”

It was Jeon Gyeong-il.

No matter how much the branch managers had power like feudal lords, the problem was that South Korea was too small a land.

And Jeon Gyeong-il was the king of that small land.

“I wanted to have a good relationship with the Silver Sea.”

Jeon Gyeong-il’s lips twisted.

“It seems that everything is going to be ruined because of you.”

This was a threat.

The Player Association, which was evaluated as doing errands for the warriors under the council, had definite power.

If it were before, their treatment, which was no different from being an organization under the council, would not have changed much, but.

‘Now is the opportunity.’

The conflict between the Silver Sea and Mount Hua.

If there were those who wanted to take over the Player Association now, their value would rise significantly.

“Tell the Guild Leader that this negotiation is off.”

Jeon Gyeong-il, a born politician, intended to seize this opportunity firmly.

Moreover, if he could properly educate an arrogant player in the process, it would be even better.

“Make sure to tell them that this negotiation was called off because of you.”

Jeon Gyeong-il smiled.

However, he felt something was wrong when he saw Lee San-hoo’s face, which did not back down.

“Is there a need for that?”

A voice came from behind.

‘When…?’

Jeon Gyeong-il was startled and quickly turned around.

Jeon Gyeong-il, who had clearly released all his aura, had essentially made the area his domain at that moment.

His domain, where he could perceive even the slightest movement or sign.

Within that.

Swoosh.

Jeon Gyeong-il had no idea that the Blood Demon had entered.

“You want to renegotiate?”

“T-that’s…”

Jeon Gyeong-il stepped back in confusion.

He thought he could somehow manipulate the player he had been dealing with earlier.

Even if it was the Silver Sea’s Guild Leader, Dang Hwa-young.

‘She’s just a rookie.’

A rookie who didn’t have much experience yet.

He thought he could handle her like a child with his seasoned skills.

But the being before him was different.

“Why?”

The Blood Demon.

He had heard so many stories about him.

Also.

-He is a dangerous person.

How dangerous and powerful he was.

“That is…”

Jeon Gyeong-il clenched his fist tightly.

He could sense that this was a very important moment for him.

“I’m asking why.”

Lee Ro-woon stood before Jeon Gyeong-il, looking down at him.

Although their heights were similar, Lee Ro-woon seemed to be standing above the sky, looking down on Jeon Gyeong-il.

“Was there a problem with our strategist?”

“That is…”

“Or was there something you wanted?”

Lee Ro-woon’s voice.

Jeon Gyeong-il clenched his fist even tighter.

‘I can’t back down.’

He knew that now was also an opportunity.

Now, when the Association’s value was at its peak, was the opportunity to change his fate once again, but.

“Haha. How could there be?”

Jeon Gyeong-il backed down.

“It was just a joke because the strategist is so excellent. Shouldn’t an excellent strategist experience various things?”

Jeon Gyeong-il spoke as if everything was a joke and cooperation.

“Then there shouldn’t be any problems.”

Lee Ro-woon now stood next to Lee San-hoo and said,

“The preparations are complete, so we just need to depart.”

“Already?”

They were about to enter what was considered the first SS-class gate.

Naturally, they thought that more preparations would be needed, but it was already over.

“There’s no need to be complicated when it’s not many people going.”

“……?”

Lee Ro-woon said,

“I’m going into the gate alone.”