Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1127

“I won.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at the screen with a satisfied expression.

The two words, ‘Victory,’ were deeply moving.

Winning and losing is part of the game, but victory is always a joy.

However, unlike Kang Jin-ho, who was smiling contentedly, Park Yu-min was fidgeting.

Her face was flushed, and beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.

“J, Jin-ho.”

“What?”

“Are those people okay?”

“Huh?”

Kang Jin-ho turned his head back.

“Ughhh.”

“Ughhhh.”

“Ah, ouch.”

Kang Jin-ho’s brow furrowed.

“They can still make sounds?”

The surroundings instantly became quiet.

Behind Kang Jin-ho, three people were on the floor with their heads down and their hands behind their backs.

They were doing the ‘original position’ punishment. It wasn’t a particularly difficult punishment, except for the fact that one leg was lifted in the air.

“J, Jin-ho. Let’s tell them to stop. Okay? They’ve been like that the whole time we’ve been gaming.”

“It’s fine.”

“The owner looks like he’s about to have a heart attack!”

“It’s fine. We’ll just rent the whole place.”

“I don’t think they did anything that wrong.”

“Really?”

Kang Jin-ho nodded as if he fully accepted Park Yu-min’s opinion.

“Hey, you guys.”

“Yes!”

“Yes! Lord Master!”

“Yes! God.”

The last one was a bit strange, but anyway, the response was immediate.

“Did you not do anything wrong?”

“No, sir!”

“We have committed a grave sin!”

“We will keep our heads down until tomorrow morning. We will even go home with our heads down.”

Kang Jin-ho looked back at Park Yu-min.

“They say they did wrong?”

Park Yu-min’s face turned pale. Seriously, who makes people do the ‘original position’ [a punishing posture similar to a squat, often used in military drills] for an hour just because of a dispute during a game? And those people are a bit strange too.

‘How can they do that?’

That’s a position that’s hard to endure for even ten minutes. But they were all maintaining the position for an hour as if it was nothing.

“One more round?”

“J, Jin-ho. I’m uncomfortable, I can’t take it anymore.”

“I said it’s fine.”

“No, I! I’m uncomfortable. I can’t focus on the game because I’m worried.”

“Hmm.”

Kang Jin-ho nodded with a displeased look.

“Stand up.”

The three people jumped up from their spots.

Park Yu-min flinched at the sight.

It was understandable.

Lee Myung-hwan still looked somewhat human, but Gong Young-gil next to him was a hulk that even Bator recognized. Most people would have trouble even making eye contact with him.

“Lower your eyes.”

“Yes!”

Kang Jin-ho, noticing Park Yu-min’s discomfort, spoke, and Gong Young-gil lowered his head with a naive, bear-like face.

Kang Jin-ho looked at the three of them and sighed.

At the same time, the three of them subtly exchanged glances.

“I’m going out for a smoke, so reflect on what you’ve done.”

“Yes!”

“We will reflect properly!”

“We’re sorry! Lord Master!”

Kang Jin-ho clicked his tongue and got up from his seat, heading to the smoking room. Park Yu-min and Joo Young-gi followed behind him.

As soon as the three of them entered the smoking room, Gong Young-gil, who had been watching them, gritted his teeth.

“You’re dead meat, you bastard.”

Jo Ik-soo also glared at Lee Myung-hwan as if he wanted to devour him.

“I’m going to cut off all your fingers. I’m going to cut off all your fingers and flush them down the toilet, you bastard!”

Lee Myung-hwan became dejected.

“No, how could I have imagined this?”

“What?”

“What do you mean, ‘what’? You bastard?” Lee Myung-hwan closed his eyes with a miserable expression.

‘How was I supposed to know? How!’

If he had known that the weird gamer was Kang Jin-ho, would he have even chatted?

No, he would have.

Every time Kang Jin-ho did something, he would have showered him with praise until his fingers were worn to the bone. He would have poured out all the praise he could possibly give in the world.

But what could he do?

He didn’t know.

Tears welled up in Lee Myung-hwan’s eyes.

‘The heavens are so cruel.’

How many people in the world play this game, and why did he have to be matched with that guy! This was clearly a situation created by God to mess with him.

“I knew it from the moment you started being toxic. Seriously, you crazy bastard, why are you throwing out insults at someone who’s just minding their own business?”

“We should rip his mouth apart. Rip his mouth apart.”

From Gong Young-gil and Jo Ik-soo’s perspective, they had every right to be pissed. They weren’t even playing the game together; they were just playing separately next to him, but they got caught up in it.

“W, will Lord Master kill me?”

“Do you think Lord Master would kill you?”

“Right?”

“Executive Director Lee will kill you.”

“If Executive Director Lee or Director Bator finds out that you insulted Lord Master while gaming, they’ll tear you limb from limb and dry you on the rooftop of the main building.”

Lee Myung-hwan’s face turned pale.

Lee Hyun-soo and Bator were more than capable of doing that. Especially Lee Hyun-soo, who would come after him with a knife.

“W, what should I do?”

“First, beg until your hands and feet are worn out, you bastard! Roll around until the floor is shiny!”

“Ah, damn it. What am I doing because of one bad friend.”

“We’re screwed too. Ah… I’m going crazy, really.”

Gong Young-gil rubbed his face roughly.

Recently, the main building had been strictly enforcing restrictions on outings and overnight stays. Especially those who were learning martial arts were ordered to live in the dormitories inside the main building.

Rebellion?

Of course, there was rebellion. There was plenty of it.

But rebellion is only rebellion if it comes out of your mouth. Rebellion that doesn’t come out of your mouth is just dissatisfaction.

And as you know, the main building is a place that neatly ignores the complaints of its members.

So, they had just come to the PC bang to try and have a little more fun before the guidelines were implemented.

“That’s why I said we should go to a PC bang in the neighborhood, you bastard!”

“…The specs aren’t good. It’s not comfortable.”

“Ah, you’re really hopeless.”

Lee Myung-hwan sighed deeply and covered his face.

“How am I going to deal with Executive Director Lee…”

“Why are you worried about that?”

“Huh?”

Gong Young-gil glared at Lee Myung-hwan with a vein popping out on his forehead.

“We’re going to kill you when we get out of here.”

“Do you think we’ll let you go back to the main building alive? We’re going to tear you apart.”

Lee Myung-hwan looked at the ceiling with a sorrowful expression.

Why did it turn out like this?

“O, oh, they’re coming.”

The door to the smoking room opened, and Kang Jin-ho came out. Then, he went back to his seat.

The problem was that the chair was facing the opposite direction.

Kang Jin-ho, sitting in his chair and staring at the three of them, chuckled.

“Lee Myung-hwan.”

“Yes, Lord Master!”

“Looks like you’re under a lot of stress?”

“…No, sir.”

“Want me to help you relieve some stress?”

Cold sweat dripped down Lee Myung-hwan’s forehead. It was like someone had turned on a faucet on top of his head.

“I’m sorry!”

What else could he say?

“There are things that can be resolved by saying sorry, and there are things that can’t be resolved by saying sorry.”

Does saying sorry end his military life… no, his main building life?

Lee Myung-hwan felt like he had returned to the military.

“I, I won’t do it again.”

“Hmm.”

Kang Jin-ho chuckled and looked at Lee Myung-hwan.

He didn’t particularly feel like scolding him. The moment he realized the other person was Lee Myung-hwan, he was so dumbfounded that his anger subsided.

“Did you come out to play?”

“…Yes.”

“I told you not to cause trouble, didn’t I?”

“Yes, everyone is going into the dorms starting next week. We just wanted to play a little before that…”

“Ah, really? Is ‘don’t cause trouble’ starting next week?”

“No, sir!”

“Then?”

“…Yes?”

Kang Jin-ho looked directly at Lee Myung-hwan and said,

“What were you planning to do if the person who came wasn’t me? Were you going to beat them up?”

Lee Myung-hwan’s shirt was completely soaked with sweat.

“Lee Myung-hwan.”

“Yes! Lord Master.”

“It’s not a problem that you insulted me. Everyone makes mistakes in life. But…”

Kang Jin-ho’s gaze gradually darkened.

“Causing trouble with civilians is a separate issue.”

He felt like he couldn’t breathe.

Even though Kang Jin-ho wasn’t particularly using his aura to pressure him, Lee Myung-hwan felt like his heart was shrinking.

“If something like this happens again, I won’t let it slide.”

“I, I promise this will never happen again.”

“Good. Go back.”

“Yes!”

It ended surprisingly easily.

If Lee Hyun-soo found out about this, the main building would be turned upside down, and the three of them would be hanging at the front gate in their underwear, but from what Kang Jin-ho was saying, it didn’t seem like he was going to tell Lee Hyun-soo or the other executives.

He was alive!

And then, it happened.

“By the way, what did you come here in?”

“Ah… I came in my car.”

“The three of you together?”

“Yes. We came together.”

“The keys.”

“…Yes?”

“The car keys.”

Lee Hyun-soo, blinking his eyes, reached into his pocket with a slightly trembling hand and took out the car keys. Then, he handed them to Kang Jin-ho.

“Go.”

Kang Jin-ho, having received the car keys, smiled and gestured with his chin.

“Yes. Th, then…”

“Ah, just saying this out of caution.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t even think about taking a taxi or a bus.”

“Get back by your time. Don’t be late.”

Lee Myung-hwan instinctively checked his watch.

2 AM.

He had to be back by 6 AM tomorrow.

100km in 4 hours…

‘If I run well, it might be possible.’

“Don’t get seen by people, so go through the mountain path.”

No. This is not possible.

This is impossible, no matter what.

Even on the national highway, he had to travel 100km, and now he had to cover that distance in four hours through a mountain path?

“Why?”

“Ah, no, sir! I will arrive on time!”

“And.”

“Yes!”

“Add my ID as a friend. And change your ID too.”

“…Yes, Lord Master.”

Lee Myung-hwan lowered his head and walked out. Gong Young-gil and Jo Ik-soo, who had bowed to Kang Jin-ho, quickly followed behind Lee Myung-hwan and put their hands on his shoulders.

“Let’s. Go. Together. Friend.”

“They said we’re going through the mountain path, so let’s have a nice chat for four hours.”

Lee Myung-hwan walked out like a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

Kang Jin-ho chuckled as he watched them.

‘He’s really unlucky.’

He had scolded them, but they were really unlucky.

But he couldn’t just let it slide. If the person who had a dispute with Lee Myung-hwan wasn’t Kang Jin-ho but someone else, they wouldn’t have been able to do anything to Lee Myung-hwan.

‘I need to talk about this.’

There were human weapons roaming around the world. What if Lee Myung-hwan had gotten into a fight with someone else today, beat them up, and returned to the main building without being caught on CCTV?

Kang Jin-ho frowned.

That kind of thing should never happen. There needed to be a way to monitor those who were being released into society.

“Jin-ho.”

“Huh?”

“Who are those people? They seem to know you.”

“Hmm.”

Kang Jin-ho scratched his head.

“I guess you could say they’re my subordinates at work.”

“R, really?”

Joo Young-gi added,

“Their aura was no joke. I’m not someone who’s ever been intimidated, but if I met them on the street, I would have bowed my head in 0.1 seconds.”

“…No. They’re innocent.”