Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 94

The Three Kings’ Disciple (95)

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Bar Pier.

The shabby bar was gone without a trace, replaced by a luxurious bar exuding sophistication.

“Hehehe.”

The protagonist hummed a tune.

“Manager.”

A voice called out to the manager, Kim Eun-tae.

“What is it?”

Kim Eun-tae was having the best days of his life.

‘You never know what life has in store for you.’

Bar Pier.

This place was a front, but in reality, it was the Dongdaemun branch of the Black Market.

No, now it was….

‘The Seoul Branch Manager.’

He was now in charge of managing not just Dongdaemun, but the entire city of Seoul.

‘You have to pick the right side.’

It was Ro-woon who had coincidentally visited his shop.

That was what changed Kim Eun-tae’s life.

His connection with him led to a connection with the Black Market King, and this time, he was put in charge of managing Seoul as a reward for his contribution to reclaiming the Hao Moon.

‘I mustn’t be arrogant.’

Even though he became the Seoul Branch Manager, he had no intention of being arrogant.

‘With the heart of a shop assistant.’

Remembering the shop test, Kim Eun-tae asked again.

“What is it?”

The waiter, looking troubled, quietly sent a hand signal.

“……!”

The waiter’s hand signal meant one thing.

“Bring them in.”

It meant that a guest had arrived that he had to personally attend to.

“We’re closed for today.”

Kim Eun-tae quickly began to clear out the bar’s customers.

Most of them were martial artists affiliated with the Black Market anyway.

They emptied the inside of Pier according to Kim Eun-tae’s instructions.

Whirr.

The elevator doors opened, and the waiter stood there with a respectful posture.

“I’ve brought them.”

Behind him stood a figure.

“Welcome.”

Kim Eun-tae said with a bright smile.

“You’re from the Assembly.”

The waiter’s hand signal meant that the guest was from the Assembly.

However, Kim Eun-tae was now looking at the person next to the martial artist wearing the Assembly’s mark, not the martial artist himself.

“Oh, there’s another guest.”

Not a common sight, but still occasionally seen, a foreigner.

However, his appearance and aura were extraordinary.

‘The Batella Knights.’

The Batella Knights who had visited Korea this time.

“I am Cainrich.”

The man named Cainrich was standing with the Assembly’s martial artist.

***

“Why are you two together….”

Kim Eun-tae carefully poured drinks for the two guests sitting at the bar.

The Assembly’s martial artists were always people to be cautious of.

However, Cainrich of the Batella Knights sitting next to him was an even more formidable opponent.

‘The Batella Knights.’

He had heard that the position of the Church’s seven knight orders was similar to that of the Nine Great Sects [prominent martial arts clans].

And if it was Cainrich….

‘Elder level.’

That meant he was a high-ranking figure, equivalent to an elder of the Nine Great Sects.

‘Jackpot.’

As an information merchant, Kim Eun-tae sensed that this was a high-risk, high-reward opportunity.

“I’m not familiar with the situation in Asia, so I received some help.”

Cainrich said.

It was clearly a different language, but the Korean he heard was clear.

‘Translation item.’

Unlike the martial artists who used specially crafted divine weapons because they couldn’t use items, the residents of Einheart were said to have no restrictions on using items.

The ring on Cainrich’s finger.

It was a low-grade item, a ring of translation.

“I heard this place is called the Black Market.”

“That’s correct.”

Kim Eun-tae relaxed.

Now, no matter what anyone said, he was the Seoul Branch Manager of the Black Market.

His actions represented the Black Market.

At first, he had taken a low posture to show respect, but now he was meeting them as a manager to a customer.

“Is it true that you buy and sell information here?”

Information.

“I’m sorry to say this.”

Kim Eun-tae said, glancing at the Assembly’s martial artist.

“We’re better than the Gaebang [Beggar Clan, a well-known information network in martial arts stories].”

“Gaebang. You’re referring to the Assembly’s information organization.”

Cainrich said, his eyes gleaming.

“Do you know what I ate this morning?”

This was a test.

A test to see how much information the Black Market, an organization that buys and sells information, knew.

And….

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you had for breakfast, Sir Cainrich.”

Kim Eun-tae said with a confident attitude.

“Disappointing.”

Cainrich frowned.

However, there was still a light in his eyes.

“I heard you hate having people follow you, Sir Cainrich. What good would it do to offend a well-known member of the Batella Knights?”

“…….”

Cainrich’s narrowed eyes returned to their original shape.

“This….”

Cainrich spoke.

“The Black Market is a scary place.”

He was wearing a satisfied smile.

“I thought your influence was only in Asia, but information from the Church was leaking out.”

“Information from the Church is leaking? We’re just interested in everything in the world.”

Cainrich nodded at Kim Eun-tae’s words.

Although the sky and sea routes were blocked, there was some small exchange during the war.

Also, despite various obstacles, there were those who exchanged information between the West and the East through special places like the deep web.

“I think I can entrust you with a request.”

With that said, Cainrich took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

“This is…!”

An item that looked extraordinary at first glance.

“It’s an advance payment. A unique-grade item.”

A unique-grade item was worth at least billions of won.

What exactly did Cainrich want to know that he would offer such a large sum as an advance payment?

“I should be nervous about what you want, Sir Cainrich.”

“All I want is all the information about one name.”

“I hope that person isn’t a special martial artist.”

He said, mindful of the Assembly’s martial artist next to Cainrich.

And finally, when Cainrich opened his mouth.

“Ro-woon.”

Kim Eun-tae almost lost his poker face.

“Find out everything about that name. I don’t know his age, but I have a portrait of his appearance.”

“……….”

Kim Eun-tae looked at the screen he was given with trembling hands.

It was certain.

‘Ro-woon.’

It was the person he knew.

Though it was his past face.

“And lastly, tell me. Do you really not know what I ate this morning?”

“I believe it was chicken stew.”

Smirk.

“I’ll trust you with it.”

* * *

The rumor that the Church was looking for something in Korea was known to those who were in the know.

The Assembly, of course, couldn’t just stand by and watch, so they had people keeping an eye on it.

And the news that came back.

“What?”

The story that Cainrich had visited the Black Market and bought information.

And that information was….

“Ro-woon?”

Information about a man named Ro-woon was being sought.

“Which Ro-woon?”

In the past, there was only one Ro-woon that came to mind in Korea, but now it was different.

Although not widely known to the public, it was a name that the high-ranking members of the Assembly or the executives of the martial artist guilds couldn’t not know.

“Eunha?”

Because the name of Eunha’s special guild member was Ro-woon.

“No, it’s not.”

The person reporting said.

“It’s… that Ro-woon.”

The words were carefully spoken.

The face of the person receiving the report was even more distorted, as if he was dumbfounded.

“Has the Ro-woon of the past ever gone to the battlefield?”

“No, he hasn’t.”

“Or was there some other connection?”

Why was the Batella Knights suddenly looking for that Ro-woon?

“They gave a unique item as an advance payment.”

A unique item worth billions of won.

Of course, those like the Batella Knights could easily afford that much money.

But they were affiliated with the Church.

‘The Church doesn’t use money carelessly.’

And they gave a unique item as an advance payment?

“They’re serious.”

It was clear that they were serious about finding Ro-woon.

“Find out. What is the connection between Ro-woon and the Batella Knights?”

Could the Church’s secret mission be related to him?

If so….

“…….”

Darkness fell on the face of the person receiving the report.

“This is not a matter to be taken lightly.”

If it was just about finding a player, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

Especially if it was a player who was already dead.

But one thing was bothering him.

‘Cheonma Cave [Heavenly Demon Cave].’

The reason why Dank was dismantled and Ro-woon had to be confined to Mount Hua.

That was what bothered him.

“I need to report to Mount Hua.”

He was a martial artist of the Assembly, but at the same time, he was a martial artist of Mount Hua.

If he had to choose which to follow, he would follow Mount Hua without a moment’s hesitation.

He picked up his phone and urgently contacted someone.

“Yes, Commander. I’m calling to report something.”

* * *

“This is starting to get annoying.”

Ro-woon, who was still holed up in Cheonman Mountain, was focused on creating a circle.

However, he had made no progress.

‘Circle.’

When his Sword King master had created a circle for him in the past, he had the help of his Demon King master.

He remembered that it had taken quite a long time back then as well.

‘There were two problems.’

One was that he was a player, not a resident of Einheart.

Residents of Earth could not create a martial artist’s dantian [energy center].

And the circles of Einheart….

‘They can be created.’

However, the price was harsh.

The clash between the system core and the circle, which would fix the player’s growth and limit the growth of the circle.

In the end, they would become a being that was neither one thing nor the other.

Therefore, creating a circle in his body as a player was not difficult, but the circle that his Sword King master wanted to create was not such a defective product.

‘A complete form.’

A pure-blooded circle.

That was what his Sword King master called it.

“Ring of the Emperor.”

It was not an easy task because it contained everything of his Sword King master.

Another problem was that a dantian was already established in his body.

‘Mana and inner energy, the two are conflicting energies.’

Forces that would not mix and would explode.

Therefore, creating a circle with a dantian was a suicidal act.

It was as impossible as creating a dantian for a player.

Those two problems were solved with time and the efforts of his masters.

So now, Ro-woon was experiencing a problem.

“It feels like it’s going to work, but it’s not working.”

Annoyance surged.

“Should I push it a little?”

It didn’t seem like there was no way at all.

But the problem was that he didn’t know the extent of the aftermath.

“Don’t rush too much.”

Bondeno approached and said.

“Your body has already started to adapt to mana. That’s practically impossible too.”

“I know.”

Bondeno’s words were true.

It wasn’t that there was no progress.

“It’s just that the speed isn’t to my liking.”

“What’s the rush?”

When Bondeno grumbled.

Swoosh.

The shadows that were approaching appeared in front of Ro-woon and knelt down.

The martial artists of the Blood Sword Unit.

“The Black Market King has sent a message.”

“Ha Se-min?”

He had heard that he was busy with the Einheart matter these days.

“Originally, we were going to report after the Blood Demon descended, but it seems that the descent will be delayed, so we came to deliver it.”

That meant it was quite an important matter.

“What is it?”

Ro-woon asked with a languid look.

“The Batella Knights….”

The martial artist said, raising his head.

“Are looking for Ro-woon.”

The Batella Knights.

“Which Ro-woon?”

“Dank’s Ro-woon.”

Ro-woon’s eyes narrowed.