Disciple Of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 95

The Three Kings’ Disciple (96)

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The news that the Batella Knights were looking for Ro-woon, specifically Dank’s Ro-woon from the past.

“Why?”

The most bewildered was Ro-woon himself.

“The Black Market King… told us to ask you that.”

The martial artists of the Blood Sword Unit spoke, unable to hide their perplexed expressions.

Even Ha Se-min had been continuously searching for information about him before reporting.

Unable to find any connection between Ro-woon and the Batella Knights, he sent someone to ask directly.

“I don’t know either?”

It was the truth.

‘What is it?’

Why are they looking for me?

It was true that Dank’s Ro-woon was a famous figure in the past, but that was only within South Korea.

Even if he was somewhat known in Eun, it was the same.

‘The Batella Knights.’

There was no way he would have any connection with the Batella Knights, who were from the other side of the world and one of the Seven Great Knight Orders of the Holy Kingdom.

“Do you have any idea at all?”

Bondeno, who had heard the story, came back and tilted his head, asking.

“No…”

Something flashed through Ro-woon’s mind as he was about to say no.

“The Holy Kingdom said they were looking for something in South Korea, right?”

The information the Black Market King had found out.

“They received a prophecy.”

The information they had obtained with difficulty was that a prophecy had been given to the Holy Kingdom, and the Batella Knights were dispatched following that prophecy.

‘A prophecy.’

If that was true, there was a possibility he could guess.

“For now, tell Ha Se-min to handle it.”

“I will relay that.”

The Blood Sword Unit members disappeared.

Even without saying so, Ha Se-min would probably adjust the information on his own.

The problem was…

‘Are they friend or foe?’

He didn’t know whether the Batella Knights were his enemies or not.

If they were enemies, he might face a rather complicated situation.

Above all, in a situation where a peace treaty had just been signed, if he were to fight the Batella Knights, who were officially visiting as tourists.

‘It could turn into a firestorm in an instant.’

Eun and Einheart.

He might have to stand at the center of that war.

Then there was only one answer.

“Bondeno.”

Bondeno, who understood what he was saying just by looking at Ro-woon’s eyes.

“Let’s start.”

It seemed like he had to create a circle, even if it was a bit forced.

***

Pile, sitting on the sofa in the hotel suite with her legs crossed.

She was sipping tea while looking at the documents that Cainrich had given her.

However, her expression while reading the documents was not good.

“Dank.”

The information that the Black Market King had brought this morning.

“Ro-woon… was a central figure for the people of Eun and Earth.”

The beginning of the report was interesting.

The Ro-woon that Pile was looking for was a person who had gained special recognition and fame even under the influence of Eun, which tended to despise players.

“A hidden class.”

Moreover, he was said to be a special player with a hidden class, a Coordinator.

There were a few players with hidden classes even within the Holy Kingdom’s sphere of influence.

Those who possessed power that transcended the limits of players.

So far, so good.

The problem was what came next.

“A murderer of his comrades?”

Dank’s Ro-woon had murdered his comrades.

He was sentenced to hard labor at the volcano’s monster carcass disposal site for that grave crime.

“He… died?”

It was written that he had died there.

Swish!

Even after flipping through the rest of the report, there was nothing more written.

The report ended with Ro-woon’s death.

“Commander.”

Cainrich cautiously called out to her, seeing Pile’s uncomfortable expression.

‘Who is he to make her like this?’

Cainrich, who was seeing the commander’s discomfort for the first time in a long time, could not hide his tension.

“Hoo.”

Pile took a breath and regained her composure.

“What do you think?”

The one who could be called the brain of the knight order was Cainrich.

Pile asked Cainrich to answer without holding back.

“There are many strange parts.”

Cainrich answered as she wished, to ease the commander’s anger.

“Looking at Dank’s Ro-woon’s actions, it’s hard to see him as someone who would murder his comrades. Of course, considering the selfishness of players or the nature of humans, it’s not impossible.”

Cainrich said, handing over another document.

Pile frowned as if asking why he was giving it to her now.

“But Ro-woon is more calculating, meticulous, and likely to be a political figure than we thought. For him to commit a crime that would be easily discovered? Something is suspicious.”

Cainrich continued.

“Moreover, it’s suspicious that he was doing hard labor in the volcano. If they had publicly announced his crime and arrested him, it wouldn’t be strange if Eun had beheaded him, given their nature. But they made him do hard labor.”

“Didn’t they say he received special treatment?”

“That’s just special treatment for a player. You know how it is.”

A light shone in Cainrich’s eyes.

“How Eun thinks of players.”

She knew. No, she had seen it.

‘The battlefield.’

There, Einheart had seen countless players from Asia.

They were expendable, pieces on a chessboard.

Even though it would be better to dismantle the magic circle, they threw players in to explode it.

Because it was less costly than having them dismantle the magic circle.

That was how players from Asia were treated.

“Look at the documents.”

Swish.

The documents were passed from Pile’s hand.

Pile’s brow furrowed even more.

“Ro-woon is evaluated to have been on the verge of becoming a high-ranker. Although his hidden class, Coordinator, was not specialized in combat, he likely had the highest combat power within Dank.”

“But…”

Pile spoke this time.

“Kim Shin-hong? This guy caught Ro-woon?”

Nod.

Clearly, the report stated that Kim Shin-hong, a tank position, had subdued Ro-woon and handed him over to the council.

Moreover…

“The volcano raid leader… Puhah.”

Kim Shin-hong was recognized for his contribution and became the volcano raid leader.

Smirk.

A murderous smile spread across Pile’s lips.

“It’s fishy.”

“Yes. It’s fishy.”

The two had found the answer.

“Ro-woon is not a murderer of his comrades.”

The truth that no one in South Korea believed, or rather, officially did not believe.

The two were close to that truth.

No, everyone probably knew this truth.

“Disgusting.”

They were just pretending not to know.

“What are you going to do?”

This was the Ro-woon that Pile was looking for.

When she received the mission to come to South Korea, Pile volunteered to bring the Batella Knights, even though other Seven Great Knight Orders were going to be dispatched.

‘Ro-woon.’

To find this person.

But the result was terrible.

‘If it’s the commander’s personality…’

Cainrich could not hide his tension.

She was usually gentle and extremely cool-headed.

But once her eyes turned…

Gulp.

There was no answer.

“Com…mander?”

Pile, her nickname was too fitting for her.

In the style of Eun.

‘Saint Knight Pile.’

In the style of Einheart, the West.

‘Saint Berserker Pile.’

Cainrich closed his eyes tightly and said.

“First, I need to go to the Black Market myself.”

It seemed like the peace treaty could be jeopardized.

* * *

‘Ro-woon is dead.’

Pile had been reported that way.

But she could sense that there was a fishy story hidden behind it.

So, it bothered her.

What did Ro-woon do to deserve to die?

And also, what…

“It’s unpleasant.”

What did he do that so many people are moving in his name, even now, long after his death?

“There are… many eyes on us.”

After Cainrich visited the Black Market and bought information about Ro-woon, the surveillance had increased.

Including the council’s martial artists.

‘The Black Market.’

Even the Black Market’s eyes were on them.

“I didn’t think they were the type to act rashly.”

In Cainrich’s view, the Black Market was well-equipped with the basics as an information organization.

Yet, they put people on them, knowing their tendencies.

Even though they knew they would be caught.

‘That means they’re that concerned.’

Because of something related to Ro-woon’s name.

“Commander.”

This time, Goliath spoke.

“Don’t forget that we have a mission.”

There was fear in Goliath’s voice, which sounded like a child.

“I know. The mission comes first.”

If they caused an accident without finding what they needed, the Holy Kingdom would surely have a problem with it.

Nevertheless, seeing Pile’s sunken eyes, both Goliath and Cainrich could not hide their unease.

“Welcome.”

Ignoring the greeting that welcomed her as the elevator doors opened, Pile strode forward and sat at a table in the bar.

“You know about me, right?”

Useless conversations were not Pile’s style.

“Of course. If we didn’t know the commander of the glorious Batella Knights, we would have to close our business.”

Pile, who had come directly to the Black Market’s branch.

She stared at Kim Eun-tae with her burning eyes.

Whoosh.

The wave that was rising from her.

“……!”

Kim Eun-tae’s eyes widened.

Bar Pier.

The entire branch felt like it was being consumed by her presence.

Gulp.

Kim Eun-tae swallowed his saliva in tension.

“Was the information… not to your liking?”

Kim Eun-tae asked cautiously.

“Is it all true?”

“The Black Market does not sell false information.”

“Okay. Then that’s good.”

What Pile had done was to seize the space.

To prevent anyone from spying or eavesdropping.

The watchers would find this even more suspicious, but she had no intention of caring about that.

“Ro-woon, what did that guy do to have his entire life ruined by the volcano?”

At Pile’s words, a ripple appeared in Kim Eun-tae’s eyes.

“If the Black Market wants to prove its ability, or if you want to get work from Einheart in the future, it’s better to speak properly. I have the power to do that.”

It was both an opportunity and a warning.

If the Black Market gave the right answer, she would connect them with the numerous forces of Einheart.

If the Black Market gave the wrong answer, they would not benefit from any future visits from Einheart.

“That’s right. The Black Market’s fate is in your hands, manager.”

As she said, it was true.

With the peace treaty signed and exchanges with the West becoming certain, if their relationship with them deteriorated, the Black Market’s future would be nothing but darkness.

Smirk.

Kim Eun-tae gave a friendly smile.

“Commander. Additional information requires a separate payment.”

A rather provocative statement to say to Pile, who was warning him.

“Okay. I don’t dislike professionalism.”

With that said, Pile took something out of her pocket and placed it on the bar table.

“It’s a first-class unique item. It’s worth more than five times what I gave as a down payment. Is this enough?”

As she said, it was an item that could not hide its luxury at a glance.

‘At least over a hundred million.’

Its value was excessive.

But.

“The calculation is wrong.”