Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 48

The Three Kings’ Disciple (49)

048

Thud.

The owner of the sashimi restaurant slumped down, trembling.

‘No, all we wanted was some sashimi, what’s with the fuss?’

It was ridiculous.

Other sashimi restaurants were empty, yet they had to come to this packed one and cause a ruckus.

‘Hey, boss. Are we strangers? You’ve been doing business in the East Sea, you’ve seen us around more than once.’

The men in suits were shouting, trying to intimidate the restaurant owner.

The eyes of the Eun-ha Guild members turned fierce.

Tap.

But Lee Ro-woon put down his soju [Korean distilled liquor] glass, signaling them to wait and see.

‘Boss. The flounder looks fresh today.’

The men were picking up the flounders that had fallen from the broken fish tank, still flopping around.

It was a farce.

Thugs causing trouble in front of those who were clearly martial artists.

In this world where martial artists roamed freely, it was not something a normal person would do.

Either they weren’t afraid of death, or…

‘Or they were confident they wouldn’t die.’

Skill?

It wasn’t that.

They were ordinary people who didn’t emit even a hint of inner energy or magic.

But the small knot in the front pocket of their suits.

That justified their rampage.

‘How boring.’

Silence fell at Lee Ro-woon’s voice.

The men who had been pressuring the owner and picking up flounders looked at Lee Ro-woon.

‘Isn’t there anything more fun?’

‘Hey, are you talking to me?’

His eyes turned fierce.

‘Then who else is causing a ruckus here besides you?’

‘Huh. This guy doesn’t know anything.’

Despite being a commoner, he fearlessly walked through the martial artists and looked at Lee Ro-woon.

‘I’m Kim Cheol-ho from the East Sea Faction.’

‘Was there a faction called the East Sea Faction?’

Kang Eun-ha shook her head at Lee Ro-woon’s words.

‘Not that!’

‘Then?’

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, his eyes lit up.

He wasn’t trying to do something.

He had noticed something.

‘Are you the Eun-ha Guild?’

‘You came knowing that, didn’t you?’

‘I heard it was a new guild, so it must not have been open for long.’

He was gathering information.

‘Our East Sea Faction…’

‘I know.’

Lee Ro-woon said, getting up from his seat.

‘You guys are dogs.’

‘W-Wait a minute…’

It was the moment he was about to say something.

Slap!

With the sound of a drum exploding from his cheek, his body collapsed as if it were crumbling.

With that kind of impact, it wouldn’t be strange if he had been thrown back or lost consciousness.

Thud.

Kim Cheol-ho just knelt there, staring blankly at Lee Ro-woon.

‘Now…’

It was the moment Kim Cheol-ho was about to open his mouth again.

Slap!

With the sound of a drum exploding again, Kim Cheol-ho bled.

Slap! Slap! Smack!

The sound of drums exploding in succession.

Kim Cheol-ho realized something was wrong, but he couldn’t say anything.

Because Lee Ro-woon’s eyes, shining brightly, were flashing every time he opened his mouth.

‘If you’re a dog, you shouldn’t speak human language.’

It was the moment Lee Ro-woon was about to slap Kim Cheol-ho’s cheek again.

‘That’s enough.’

Another group of men in suits approached and said.

‘It seems our man made a mistake. Are you the Eun-ha Guild?’

When Lee Ro-woon didn’t answer, the man who seemed to be the leader curled up the corner of his mouth and said.

‘There’s no need to be so hostile.’

His attitude was too confident.

He, too, like Kim Cheol-ho from before, clearly had some firm belief.

Moreover, he was not an ordinary person.

A player, at the level of a ranker looking towards a high ranker.

‘We are members of the same righteous faction as you, the Beggars’ Sect.’

Lee Ro-woon’s eyes sank further.

***

The Beggars’ Sect was one of the Nine Great Sects, in charge of the hidden world’s information network.

In the past, just before the fall of the hidden world, it was known as the largest sect, with nearly a million members.

But most of them were just beggars who hadn’t learned any martial arts.

The beggars could be seen anywhere in the streets of the hidden world back then.

That’s why they could be called a sect that made a business out of information they picked up while begging.

They were called one of the two major information forces along with the Hao Clan.

But their glory faded with the destruction of the world.

A world that was destroyed and trapped.

Of course, that world was huge.

‘That was the poison.’

A million members of the sect were crowded into one world.

Even though the world was that big, it needed that much nourishment to maintain it.

Until the gate opened, there wouldn’t have been many ways to maintain the world.

In the end, they had to die countless times in the trapped world.

When the gate reopened, the number of the Beggars’ Sect had decreased to 100,000.

Also, in the opened world, they could not be the same as before.

‘Because it’s no longer an era that is kind to beggars.’

The gate opened relatively quickly.

They were the first contributors to creating the current system of the hidden world.

At the same time, they did not abandon their identity as an information organization.

However, they were no longer beggars.

‘The Beggars’ Sect, huh.’

‘That’s right. We are the Beggars’ Sect.’

They seized power in North Korea, and at the same time, they went to China and devoured the Triads.

The Triads, filled with martial artists from the Beggars’ Sect, soon had control over violent organizations throughout Asia, and now all the violent organizations throughout Asia could be said to be members of the Beggars’ Sect.

The Beggars’ Sect was also unique.

Unlike other places that only accepted hidden world martial artists as formal members, they recognized ordinary people and players as members of the Beggars’ Sect.

The violent organizations, backed by the power of the Beggars’ Sect, became a cancer in Asia.

‘Excuse me. It’s not much of a compensation, but I would like to treat the Eun-ha Guild.’

The darkness of Asia.

If the Black Market controlled half of it, then the Beggars’ Sect controlled the other half.

In the past, in the hidden world, the Beggars’ Sect was known for its cooperation and justice, but their justice was only valid for the hidden world.

In the opened and mixed world, Earth, their cooperation did not exist.

‘But, who are you? As far as I know, the guild leader of the Eun-ha Guild is the guild leader Kang Eun-ha next to you.’

The man who started the conversation.

Yoo Do-hyung was smiling contentedly.

Everything seemed to be going according to his expectations.

‘My introduction was late. I am…’

The Eun-ha Guild was a place with a high potential to become the eye of the storm.

The appearance they showed in the East Sea battle could be called a new storm.

A guild member who single-handedly broke through the Blue Wave Unit’s blue sword formation.

A guild member who single-handedly defeated Hainan’s Elder Goo Hyung-jin.

It was fortunate that Yoo Do-hyung was here.

‘I am Yoo Do-hyung, one of the three branch leaders of the Beggars’ Sect in South Korea.’

This was an opportunity to gain merit.

Moreover, since he had revealed that he was a branch leader, no matter how reckless they were, they couldn’t treat him carelessly.

Because he was a branch leader of the Beggars’ Sect.

‘So you sent those thugs to incur a debt, and now you’re going to pay it back?’

‘What are you talking about? It’s just a coincidence.’

Pfft.

Lee Ro-woon curled up the corner of his mouth and laughed.

The man named Kim Cheol-ho was probably acting on Yoo Do-hyung’s orders.

To go to the place where the Eun-ha Guild, who had gained merit, was and figure out their tendencies.

Also, to see how they would react when they were being harassed by ordinary people, when their events were being disturbed, and when they were being rude.

‘What do you think?’

‘Excuse me?’

‘What do you think our, no, my tendencies are?’

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Yoo Do-hyung smiled faintly.

‘First of all, it seems you already know that we are the Beggars’ Sect. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have stopped your guild members when they tried to move.’

‘Ho.’

‘You seem to be someone who is bright and knows what is practical.’

Knows what is practical.

It was not a compliment for a martial artist.

But Yoo Do-hyung thought that this man would like those words.

‘Why?’

‘Because you didn’t kill them.’

At Yoo Do-hyung’s words, Kim Cheol-ho, who was kneeling, trembled.

So he thought he could have been killed?

‘You must have judged that it was better to keep them alive and make the Beggars’ Sect owe you a debt. And the proof is that you are talking to me like this right now.’

Lee Ro-woon’s mouth twisted.

It was a smile.

Just as Yoo Do-hyung was about to smile in satisfaction.

‘What do you think?’

‘Excuse me?’

At the repeated question, Yoo Do-hyung’s smile disappeared.

‘Will I…’

One step forward towards Yoo Do-hyung.

‘Will I treat you like that idiot? Or will I treat you as a branch leader of the Beggars’ Sect?’

‘……’

Yoo Do-hyung, who had been silent for a moment, soon said.

‘It seems I was mistaken.’

It was when he finished speaking.

Slap!

The sound of leather tearing echoed from Yoo Do-hyung’s cheek as well.

* * *

The swollen cheek was bruised blue.

‘Can you handle this?’

Yoo Do-hyung said as if letting out a suppressed groan.

Slap!

That was the answer.

‘We are the Beggars’ Sect.’

Another warning.

Slap!

And another drum sound exploded.

‘The Beggars’ Sect will never sit idly by when its members are oppressed.’

Slaaaaaap!

A long silence flowed.

‘Still, your tenacity is not bad.’

Only then did Lee Ro-woon stop slapping Yoo Do-hyung’s cheek and sit down.

The Eun-ha Guild members were already enjoying their sashimi and alcohol, as if they didn’t care what had happened.

On the other hand, the men Yoo Do-hyung had brought were just standing there, not knowing what to do.

What they believed in was the name of the Beggars’ Sect, not their own martial power.

He was a man who slapped the branch leader’s cheek without a care, so there was no way they could do anything about it.

‘Anything else to say?’

Yoo Do-hyung didn’t answer even at Lee Ro-woon’s words.

‘I know that the Beggars’ Sect accepts players as members.’

Lee Ro-woon drank from his glass without a word.

‘They’re quite fair, even giving out branch leader positions.’

‘……’

‘So, are you the same as martial artists?’

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Yoo Do-hyung’s mouth, which had been closed, trembled.

‘No. No, it’s just words. The branch leaders of the Beggars’ Sect don’t change unless something big happens.’

‘……!’

‘But you guys have terms. You’re discarded when your term is over.’

That was the correct answer.

‘Otherwise, there’s no way a branch leader of the Beggars’ Sect would have approached so recklessly.’

That was also true.

Unless they were the true members of the Beggars’ Sect, called purebloods, other members of the Beggars’ Sect were always disposable pawns.

The branch leader position, which was quite high, was the same.

If they couldn’t find a reason to extend their term, they would be thrown into missions that would lead to their death.

That was Yoo Do-hyung’s fate.

That was why he was trying to build a relationship with the Eun-ha Guild, even if it was forced, by incurring a debt or being indebted.

If he had a relationship with Eun-ha, who would become the eye of the storm, he could prove his worth.

‘Term. How much time do you have left?’

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Yoo Do-hyung closed his eyes.

‘Three months…’

‘You’re going to die soon.’

Listening to Lee Ro-woon’s laughing voice, Yoo Do-hyung couldn’t open his eyes.

In the end, everyone was going to die.

Not only himself, but also the subordinates he had with him.

There was no need to keep the residents of Earth who handled information in the Beggars’ Sect alive, and their deaths would be a contribution to the Beggars’ Sect.

To the outside world, it would be that the Beggars’ Sect had caught the trash that was eating away at the world and realized justice.

Or they would just become food for sects or guilds related to the Beggars’ Sect and become a contribution.

‘Do you want to live?’

Flash!

‘Shall I tell you a way to live?’

In Yoo Do-hyung’s eyes, Lee Ro-woon’s two eyes were flickering like flames.

‘How about it? Will you grab it?’

‘I…’

The hesitation was not long.

There was no way he could live much longer anyway.

‘I will grab it!’

Even if it was the devil’s hand, he had to grab it.

For himself, and for his family.