Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 402

“It’s an opportunity!”

Those who saw the Association’s request as an opportunity exclaimed,

“It’s a golden opportunity to disrupt the balance at once!”

The balance had already been shaken by the incident at Mount Hua’s corpse disposal site.

They argued this was a chance to completely shatter that balance.

“After all, even South Korea isn’t the Silver’s main base!”

They referred to the mainland, similar to the Silver’s past, claiming China was their true stronghold.

“Hainan, the Silver Sea, and Mount Hua. Among them, only Mount Hua remains. In such a situation, if even the Player Association turns its back, Mount Hua will be instantly isolated.”

They insisted, by any means,

“We must bring the Association over to our side!”

They kept repeating this was a golden opportunity.

However, there was also strong opposition.

“It’s a trap.”

A cynical and cold voice countered.

“No matter how cunning they are, the Association and Mount Hua have a history together. Especially the key figures of the current Player Association, they are all people placed by Mount Hua.”

Their collusion was so deep it was hard to see them as separate entities.

“No matter what, the current Association will not betray Mount Hua.”

Therefore,

“It’s a trap.”

All of this was a trap.

“Entry to S-class gates isn’t free. If we dispatch the Silver Sea’s elite at the Association’s request….”

Their concerns were valid.

“If it’s a trap, there’s a possibility of losing the entire elite force.”

Most of them were players, not martial artists.

Having suffered at the hands of Mount Hua and the Association for a long time, their caution was more pronounced than that of martial artists, a kind of instinct ingrained in their bodies and minds.

“If they attack our main base in the meantime….”

A habit of imagining terrible outcomes.

It was fear.

The fear caused by the violence they had accumulated over time.

However, it was impossible to say they were wrong.

“It’s an opportunity!”

“It’s a trap!”

A sharp conflict of opinions.

“Not bad.”

In the midst of it, Lee Ro-woon’s voice spread, and silence fell.

“…….”

Lee Ro-woon, sitting at the head of the table, propped his chin on his hand.

There was no one in this place who could ignore his words.

Bowing.

The martial artists lowered their heads in respect.

“…….”

The players took a breath and calmed their excitement.

“What do you mean by ‘not bad’?”

Lee San-hoo’s voice.

“Because everyone is speaking their minds without holding back.”

Lee Ro-woon leaned back in his chair.

‘This is what was needed.’

The Blood Cult, and the Silver Sea that branched from it.

They seemed to have flexible thinking and voiced various opinions, but they were still rigid in some ways.

Above all.

-Blood Demon.

Their loyalty and devotion to their god were so excessive that they had a habit of judging and thinking everything with the Blood Demon at the center.

However, that had been alleviated with the addition of the players.

They also relied heavily on the existence of the Blood Demon, but they were looking at and judging events from other perspectives, not just the Blood Demon.

‘This is….’

What was needed.

And it was welcome.

“That wretched Blood Cult.”

The martial artists blushed with shame.

“Those players who could die at any moment.”

The players clenched their fists as if they were indignant.

“It means they have grown this much.”

They had gathered and grown under the name of the Silver Sea.

The name of the Silver Sea embraced them, and they were blending into it.

It was not a bad thing in any way.

However.

“What are the Blood Demon’s thoughts?”

Even so, there were things that did not change.

“What does the Lord of the Silver Sea think?”

Lee Ro-woon’s influence.

The fact that they could share and oppose each other’s opinions was only possible when they were alone.

Everything.

“Please share your thoughts.”

“We will listen to your wise opinion.”

Would be settled by a single word from Lee Ro-woon.

“Not bad.”

Lee Ro-woon’s answer was the same as before.

But the meaning was different.

“What does that mean…?”

“Whether it’s an opportunity or a trap.”

Lee Ro-woon’s voice echoed through the conference hall.

“It means there’s nothing bad for us.”

Lee Ro-woon’s voice continued.

“If it’s an opportunity, we just need to seize it.”

If it was a trap.

“If it’s a trap, we just don’t fall for it.”

“…….”

Was it difficult to understand Lee Ro-woon’s meaning?

Everyone in the conference hall seemed lost in thought.

“Also, if it’s a trap, we can just turn it into an opportunity.”

“Could it be….”

There were those who realized Lee Ro-woon’s intention.

Lee San-hoo, and Ha Se-min.

“It’s too dangerous!”

“It’s dangerous!”

Lee San-hoo, who unconsciously spoke informally, and Ha Se-min, who was no different from Lee San-hoo.

“The most important thing is.”

Lee Ro-woon stood up, as if he would not listen to their opinions, and said.

“Overwhelming power.”

* * *

Everyone is given an opportunity once in their lives.

Although it is said to be an opportunity given fairly, there are many who fail to seize it.

The ability to seize an opportunity when it is given.

In other words, some kind of power was needed.

‘The same goes for crises.’

Perhaps crises come more often than opportunities.

While there are those who are buried and perish in a crisis, there are also those who overcome it or turn it into an opportunity.

It was impossible to say that all situations were the same, but there was a way to make all situations the same.

-Overwhelming power.

It was overwhelming power in any way.

-If it’s an opportunity, we just need to seize it.

If the Association’s request was an opportunity, the Silver Sea could attack the gate with its prepared power and show that power to bring the Association over to their side.

In the process, the world would once again witness the power of the Silver Sea, and the balance would finally collapse, isolating Mount Hua.

-And if it’s a trap….

They just needed to overcome the trap and show that they had the power not to be fooled by their schemes and tricks.

-It won’t be easy.

There was opposition.

Would they not know the power of the Silver Sea?

If the power of the Silver Sea known to the public was only a part, then the power of the Silver Sea they had grasped would be more than half.

-It is a well-known fact that Mount Hua and the Association are already collecting information about the Silver Sea. They will be measuring the Silver Sea based on the information from all the revealed events.

No.

-Just the existence of the Blood Demon alone would make them not think lightly of it.

Even so, the fact that they had set a trap meant that they were confident.

It wouldn’t be easy.

-No, I told you.

However, Lee Ro-woon had no intention of bending his will.

-What is needed is overwhelming power.

Even if it was a trap, if they did not suffer any damage, that would be enough.

And to do that.

-This gate attack….

Lee Ro-woon, he stood there.

-I’ll go alone.

It was a notice.

“N-Nice to meet you.”

A tense and trembling voice.

The so-called heads of the 8th branch of the Player Association were powerful figures who managed each district as the Association President’s right-hand men.

In fact, they were like feudal lords of each region, replacing the defunct government agencies.

Of course, the real power lay with the martial arts guilds that were in charge of and controlled the districts, but to the general public and player guilds, the eight branch heads were like medieval lords.

“My name is Nam Ho-jung.”

Nam Ho-jung.

He was the head of the Gyeonggi branch.

Lee Ro-woon was looking down at him.

“……!”

Nam Ho-jung couldn’t come to his senses.

He hadn’t even heard that the Association had requested the Silver Sea to attack the gate.

And.

“My name is Kim San-tae, head of the Seoul branch.”

He hadn’t thought that Kim San-tae, the head of the Seoul branch, known as the second-in-command of the Association, would come.

Also.

“Haha! Nice to meet you. The famous….”

The head of the Association.

If the branch heads were like feudal lords, this man was a king.

A true power who manipulated government agencies as he pleased and even put the president under his feet.

The man who became the Association President with his despicable and vile nature.

Jeon Gyeong-il.

But more than anything, the reason he couldn’t come to his senses was.

“To think I would meet the Blood Demon.”

The name of the Blood Demon.

The fact that the Silver Sea was actually the legendary group of the Silver, the most sinister and terrifying Blood Cult, was already frightening, but what about the existence of the Blood Demon, their king and god?

He had heard that he was a demon who enjoyed human flesh and did not see humans as living beings.

Even though they had requested the Silver Sea, he had not expected him to come out himself.

Lee Ro-woon was receiving greetings from the Association President, the Seoul branch head, and the Gyeonggi branch head.

“Kim San-tae, was it? I certainly don’t recognize you.”

However, his eyes were only on Kim San-tae.

“……!”

They were quick-witted.

Otherwise, they could not have become the powerful figures of this era.

“Is it perhaps the first time we’ve met?”

Especially Jeon Gyeong-il was blunt.

Because Lee Ro-woon’s words made it sound as if Nam Ho-jung and Jeon Gyeong-il had met Lee Ro-woon before.

Also.

Swoosh.

His interest was focused on Kim San-tae.

In fact, Lee Ro-woon had met the two of them several times.

And not in a good way.

Even if that wasn’t the case.

-Nam Ho-jung is trash.

There was something Lee Ro-woon had heard.

-When the Iron Sword Alliance was the dominant force in Gyeonggi, Nam Ho-jung colluded with the Iron Sword Alliance and committed all sorts of atrocities. If you were to count the curses he received, he would live forever.

What he had heard from his brother, Lee Shin-woo, who was the captain of the Blue Army.

It was also included in the information that Ha Se-min and others had compiled.

-Jeon Gyeong-il is….

Jeon Gyeong-il, who had been the Association President for decades.

Although the position of Association President was not determined through voting, his long reign was no different from that of a dictator.

-Nuclear waste, no, corpse scraps, no, goblin dung….

Numerous vile words were listed.

-Just think of him as the worst trash.

Lee Ro-woon’s eyes moved.

‘Those are the ones the Association sent.’

Those who seemed to be the personal bodyguards of the Association President and branch heads.

They were not players, but martial artists, whom he had not seen before.

They looked like machines, as if their emotions and reason had been removed.

Even the majestic power that resided within them.

-They are the number one assassination target of the righteous army. Not only did they sell out the country, but they also took countless lives. If you give me a chance to assassinate them this time, I will not fail.

Lee Shin-woo had even made such a request separately.

“If I had met such a great person, there’s no way I wouldn’t remember, haha.”

Jeon Gyeong-il smiled awkwardly and bowed deeply to Lee Ro-woon.

“Still, I am at a loss for words that the Blood Demon has come here in person.”

An old man who could die at any moment.

Jeon Gyeong-il bowed even deeper, as if he would lick Lee Ro-woon’s feet.

Thud.

Lee Ro-woon ignored them and walked forward.

Ha Se-min and the forces of the Silver Sea followed behind him.

“Hah.”

At that sight, Nam Ho-jung and Jeon Gyeong-il took a deep breath.

‘The Silver Sea.’

Nam Ho-jung was less affected.

Since Gyeonggi was his territory, he had seen the Silver Sea whether he liked it or not.

-You must not ignore the Silver Sea.

It was he who had sent such a report to the Association, and this was also the reason why he had hidden his vile heart and not touched the Silver Sea.

However.

“Impressive.”

Jeon Gyeong-il was different.

He had only heard about the Silver Sea.

This was the first time he had actually witnessed the power of the Silver Sea.

Thud.

Lee Ro-woon, the executives of the Silver Sea, and the elites of the Silver Sea were marching in formation.