Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 117

No one was unaware that Geumgae’s influence was spreading into Gyeonggi Province.

The composition of the guilds was changing one by one.

The guild leader, who had promised a future together just yesterday, had become a wreck and disappeared.

Numerous players had transferred, thinking it was a land of opportunity.

“At this rate…”

“Won’t we all go down with this?”

The players’ anxiety was reaching its peak due to Geumgae’s machinations.

The biggest problem was Eunha.

“They say they’re on par with Hwasan.”

“If they’re getting beaten by Geumgae, they’re nowhere close. Does it look like Hwasan would even flinch at the likes of Geumgae?”

The soaring reputation was plummeting back to the bottom.

The reason was that Eunha was not responding to Geumgae’s invasion.

Even when they made small moves to resist, Eunha would soon retreat, which only added to the players’ disappointment.

“Damn it. At this rate, we’re really going to be wiped out.”

“Shouldn’t we go back before it’s too late?”

When that anxiety finally reached its peak.

“Eunha is moving!”

New news was delivered to the players.

Eunha, who had been quietly lying low, had finally begun to move.

“What? How?”

“They’re expelling all the guilds that Geumgae has swallowed up.”

One step.

“They’re also expelling Geumgae’s branches and have officially announced that Geumgae’s interference is forbidden.”

With Eunha’s official announcement, Geumgae’s movements began to falter.

However, the players’ anxiety broke through what they thought was the ceiling.

“Really…”

A growing sense of certainty.

“We’re screwed.”

Eunha’s response was the worst possible move.

What Eunha had done was ultimately to confront Geumgae with force.

And that was.

“Even if it’s Eunha…”

“They’re no match for Geumgae.”

It was an act that was no different from releasing the shackles that had been binding Geumgae.

“They’re going to clash with Geumgae with force.”

“Is Geumgae just any Geumgae?”

Behind Geumgae.

“It’s the Gaebang [a powerful organization].”

The anxiety that this fight would escalate into a war with the Gaebang.

But what was immediately in front of them was the fight with Geumgae in the first place.

Geumgae, who wielded financial power.

Their strength was by no means negligible.

And a few days later.

“Geumgae is moving.”

The movements of warriors were detected at Geumgae’s branch located in South Korea.

***

“It took them long enough.”

Geumgae, wearing a golden dragon robe, curled up the corners of his mouth with a smirk.

“Puff… ha.”

The long inhaled smoke filled the luxury sedan as it was exhaled.

Geumgae’s attack on Eunha.

After that tedious time, Eunha had finally taken the bait completely.

If the incident with the Heater Guild was like casting a fishing hook, the events since then were like shaking that hook.

And after a long wait, Eunha.

“Not bad, Black Dog Lord.”

Lee Rowan had driven the shaking hook into the roof of his mouth.

‘There was no other way.’

That was Geumgae’s way.

It sounded plausible, but in the end, it was only two steps.

First, invade with financial power and crush them with money.

Most people fail to overcome this first step and declare defeat.

Smirk.

However, Eunha had endured the first step.

But in the end, the second step.

“It’s the last struggle of those who are tired of holding out.”

Those who could not withstand the power of money would make a choice they should not have made, with tears in their eyes.

That was to use their power against Geumgae.

“Call the association.”

Geumgae said again, putting the water pipe to his mouth.

No unnecessary interference regarding what was about to happen.

The warrior sitting next to him respectfully handed the phone to Geumgae.

“It’s Geumgae.”

The other party was not just anyone, but the association president, Jeon Gyeong-il.

However, Geumgae’s words and actions were unrestrained.

“From now on, Geumgae is going to Gyeonggi Province to collect blood money.”

The lives of Geumgae’s warriors who died in the first bait, the Heater Guild, would be used here.

“No unnecessary interference is allowed. If.”

It was not a request for cooperation, but a notification.

“If even one association member shows their face, Geumgae will consider the South Korean Player Association as an enemy as well.”

There was no time for a reply.

Crack!

Geumgae crushed the phone in his hand as it was.

If the other party used force.

“Shall I stretch my body after a long time?”

Geumgae would just use force as well.

“But it’s better to be sure.”

His goal was not to erase Eunha from this world.

‘I’ll take them.’

He also intended to take Eunha into his hands.

The hand made of endless greed seemed to caress Eunha.

This was the opportunity that Geumgae saw.

“I’ll show you what kind of power Geumgae has.”

Once again, Geumgae said after inhaling and exhaling the water pipe.

“Call the ronin [masterless samurai].”

The power of money.

It even wielded force.

“How many should we call?”

At the words of the warrior sitting next to him, Geumgae’s eyes twitched.

“Is that even a question?”

Unlike his displeased expression, his mouth was smiling.

“All of them.”

It was always a pleasure to show off his power.

“I’ll pay whatever they ask, so call all the ronin you can!”

Especially if it was overwhelming power.

“Puff…, ha.”

Geumgae exhaled the water pipe once more.

Behind the car he was riding in.

Bbaaaang!

Several dozen SUVs followed behind, each with a golden knot-shaped emblem.

* * *

A hill in Jigeum-dong, Namyangju.

In front of it, dozens of warriors were gathered.

Sitting in a corner of the parking lot, a small emblem on their chests proved their identity.

The rulers of Gyeonggi Province.

[Eunha]

With them in front, the players who were far away were casting anxious glances.

‘Geumgae is moving.’

‘Eunha is moving.’

They were the ones who had gathered at the news.

In the past, Eunha’s actions did not receive much attention, but now it was different.

People gathered where they moved.

“It’s better to stay away.”

Eunha’s warriors made the players step back, instead of the association members who did not appear.

The faces of the players, who were unsure what would happen here, hardened.

“Is, is a war going to break out?”

The tension of war.

“We…”

A cry towards Eunha.

If Eunha was caught up in the war, the player guilds that had settled in Gyeonggi Province could not just stand by.

They had to either stand on Eunha’s side and protect Gyeonggi Province, or stand on Geumgae’s side and accept a new ruler.

That was the way for players to survive in the current world.

“What should we do?”

At the question towards Eunha, one warrior said.

“Nothing.”

A firm answer under a firm belief.

“Just watch.”

As if possessed by something, the players looked at the warrior of Eunha who was speaking.

“See what happens here, and what the result will be. Witness it clearly with your own eyes.”

After speaking, the warrior stood there like a statue.

Thud! Thud!

It was the same in other places.

Eunha’s warriors stood like barricades, protecting the players.

However, the warriors standing haphazardly in the parking lot did not even reach a hundred.

‘Really…’

The players trembled with anxiety.

‘They’re saying we don’t have to do anything?’

Has there ever been a place that has said such a thing to them?

It was a warrior guild that treated players like stones whenever something happened.

While some were moved by Eunha’s actions.

“Damn it.”

There were also those who were even more anxious.

“Has Eunha given up?”

If they were going to fight Geumgae, they should have accepted any help they could get.

What were they going to do with that number of warriors?

Moreover, what was the meaning of taking out even some of those warriors to protect the players?

Nevertheless, the anxious players did not leave their places.

They had already witnessed a miracle once.

‘The Gate Capture Battle.’

They knew that Eunha was the first to come out at that time.

And for some reason.

“Is that man… that person?”

Even the anxiety that had arisen in their hearts when they saw one man disappeared.

The man sitting on the sidewalk in the very center of the parking lot, yawning.

The warriors around him seemed to be standing guard over him.

It was already a widely spread rumor among the players of Gyeonggi Province.

‘The East Sea Battle.’

The man who single-handedly made the Blue Sword Clan retreat.

‘The Gate Capture Battle.’

The man who, along with Hainan, made Chun In-woo retreat.

Legendary stories about Eunha’s special guild member.

They didn’t know his face until now, but everyone could tell that the man in the center was him.

They didn’t know about martial arts, but they were also players.

Thump.

The heart that was beating for no reason as they looked at that man was making their assumptions even more certain.

Before they knew it, the area around the mountain was filled with people.

If a battle broke out, they would not be free from the aftermath, but they had gathered because they could not just watch idly, as their future was at stake.

Hundreds, thousands of gazes.

Eunha’s warriors, who were receiving them, were indifferent and did not even flinch.

It was then.

“Oh, they’re coming!”

Those who were standing at the entrance quickly began to move to the sides.

Thud!

A luxury sedan speeding without slowing down.

The players’ mouths widened even more at the SUVs that followed.

“How many… are there…?”

A long line of cars.

That was not the end.

Bwoooong.

Even the buses that entered with a heavy engine sound.

The parking lot was already full, and the line of cars did not stop even at the entrance connected to the parking lot.

Screech.

The car, as if boasting that it was a luxury sedan, stopped smoothly.

When the person who got out of the passenger seat in a hurry opened the car door.

Gulp.

The players swallowed their saliva without realizing it.

A face they could not possibly not know.

“I, it’s really…”

His external characteristics had already spread throughout Asia.

The golden dragon robe that never failed to appear.

The tattoos drawn on the firm body revealed through it.

Sharp eyes and short-cut hair.

“I, it’s Geumgae.”

The real Geumgae had appeared at this place.

Swish!

Under a Chinese-style parasol held by a warrior who looked like a secretary, he stood in the scorching sun.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

From the doors that opened one after another, warriors who looked extraordinary at a glance were getting out one by one.

As if it had nothing to do with them, Geumgae, who was holding a parasol, was slowly walking towards Eunha.

Geumgae’s mouth, slightly revealed under the parasol.

Smirk.

A clear smile was on his face.

Before they knew it, a dense black line behind Geumgae.

“Mo, move back.”

The players moved further away to avoid the approaching warriors.

The players’ faces hardened even more as they saw those who had come after the black line.

“Th, those are ronin.”

Each with their own appearance, yet the weapons they wore were clearly made of silver.

Moreover, their eyes, which were gleaming with killing intent, were emitting tremendous pressure.

“It’s Yeolhogum Park Tae-soo!”

“It’s Saluibong Gwan Ak-cheol!”

Even the famous ronin, whose nicknames and names were known even to the players.

All of them.

“……”

Stood as if surrounding Eunha.

Only then did the parasol that had been covering Geumgae’s face slowly move away.

As if in response, Eunha’s warriors moved aside.

Through the path that was created, two men met eyes.

“Nice to meet you.”

What came out of Geumgae’s mouth was broken, but clear Korean.

“You must be the Black Dog Lord.”

Geumgae spoke in a welcoming voice, as if he had met an old friend.

“I am…”

Geumgae, who was approaching Lee Rowan.

“Are you the famous golden beggar?”

He stopped right there.

“You don’t look like a beggar at all, you dirty bastard.”