Episode 198: The Dreaming Angel (3)
What kind of family is Seocheon Confucianism?
They are descendants of the warrior Eugene. The descendants of the hero who drove out the demon king army who tried to invade the real world immediately after destroying the other world.
He was also a descendant who was proud of the fact that his ancestors attacked another world that was perishing and farmed items that no one could touch.
After driving the Demon King’s army into the Mariana Rift, the descendants of the hero who overthrew the governments of the Bichoin regime, the United States, China, and the Republic of Korea, who feared him, and opened a new era were also met.
It is a secret that it is the family of the brave who created the foundation of the Seocheon Confucianism by semi-forcedly including numerous noble women from another world into his harem.
Seocheon Confucianism was such a family.
A family that an angel can’t do anything about.
If you add the student council president Yoo Shi-hyeon and the unidentified Four Heavenly Kings called doorman, the referee would be caught before even meeting Yumari.
‘I know that, too. It means that there is no answer in a head-to-head match.’
A referee who rolls his head hard.
It seemed like he was trying to return to the form of a smart angel referee after a long time.
‘So I came up with a plan. A plan to meet Marie right away. The name of the operation is… … .’
What the hell kind of work is that?
What kind of strategy would it take to overcome all those threats and meet Yumari?
‘That strategy is the ‘I can’t spit on the smiling angel’s face’!’
… The referee was also the referee.
‘Honestly, it’s unfortunate, but my smile is eaten by everyone, young and old.’
He cuts through the crowd with an angelic smile that appeals to all ages. And he proudly passes by the people of Yuga in Seocheon and talks with Yumari.
‘And you won’t subdue me in front of all those people. Because they also have face.’
This was the referee’s wish.
Will a strong person like Seocheon Yuga really think about face?
Or do you have no power to deceive the public?
So the questions continued to grow.
But as Professor Park Jin-ho said.
Some questions didn’t need an answer.
“Brave, damn it, you can’t see your face very well!”
“You are a warrior. The warrior has seen me!”
The referee made up his mind and entered the New Seoul Plaza as a trump angel.
“Gee, I’ll pass!”
“Keang!”
“Cloth, it becomes an angel sandwich… … !”
… It’s probably a bit later to become a spleen angel.
* * *
“Heh, heh.”
The referee barely reached the podium. I was pushed through the crowd like lost objects washed up by the waves, barely holding onto the edge of the podium.
But breaking through the crowds was only the first gateway.
The second gateway is… … .
‘It seems that all the popular guild flags have been gathered.’
From the white Taegeuk on a green background, the academy vice president Goo Goo-hyuk’s guild, Hanshin, to the huge gold U-shaped pattern, the multinational giant guild called Ultra, and the flags of countless guilds that are unrecognizable.
It looked like all the guilds in the world had been gathered.
‘The prestige is great.’
What would happen if the referee jumped onto that podium? If you are lucky, you will be treated as a heroic fanatic, beaten and kicked out like a dog.
Of course, the referee’s strength would be enough to subdue them.
‘If that’s the case, I’ll be chased by the achievements of Moorim, no, humanity.’
A fight with the Heroes of the SS gathered here?
At that moment, the referee will become the enemy of the hero, the enemy of mankind, and will be taken down by the superhumans and dragged to the Seocheon Yuga.
What will happen next?
‘I’m either being dragged into the Demon King’s realm, or being manipulated by the Seocheon Yuga… … .’
Both were inevitable endings.
‘Are you going to hide? If it’s my power… … .’
If it was the power to walk through the night of angels, I didn’t know if I could get closer to Marie. However… … .
‘You can’t use your powers unless it’s really dangerous.’
A dark nightmare that gradually grows bigger and a cold, cold life. Something that will never end as the Demon King said.
‘Just suppressing the fall is not enough to have angelic power. If I ever use my powers… … .’
An angel who looked like the referee, with only black hair and red eyes, was smiling from afar.
Gulp- The referee swallowed dry saliva.
An angel who cannot use his power. It’s not even a children’s fairy tale, can such an angel be useful? Without wings to prove that he is an angel, and without heavenly powers, the referee is just an angel-like beautiful boy.
‘No, I’m still… … .’
+But what? No, the referee was just a bomb. A time bomb with a ticking time limit, a missile that will detonate the most brutally for the saddest target.
What the hell are you going to hold on to to explode at some point?
Was it so unfair to hold back your tears by yourself on the sofa?
huh? Answer me, my referee.+
The whispers of the demon king in my heart. The referee remained silent at the whisper. No, I could only keep silence.
The referee did.
Like a child who lost his parents, he was restless little by little, and his big eyes filled with anxiety. Unfinished words lingered on the tip of his tongue, and unfinished sign language drifted from his fingertips.
‘It can’t be shaken.’
And the referee’s shoulders shook.
“You have seen it somewhere.”
Because someone grabbed the referee’s shoulder. The man who grabbed the referee’s shoulder was wearing the Guild Ultra uniform.
The blonde, blue-eyed, but fluent Korean-speaking man was looking at the referee with pathetic eyes.
“Me? Aren’t you mistaken?”
“Nope. Well, come on up. Don’t be stumped like a lost child there.”
That way, the referee could easily climb up the podium.
‘what? So easily?’
The referee tilted his head at the sudden situation.
“Chief, you are working hard.”
“Yeah, good job.”
A man who is saluted by other Ultra Guild members. Perhaps this man was an executive of Ultra.
‘A blonde, blue-eyed man who speaks Korean well? How could I not have forgotten such an unusual person?’
However, no matter how much he thought about it, the referee could not think of this man’s face. At that moment, the man smiled and looked at the referee.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen it like this. Are you the referee? The boy who scolded and saved Rainmaker-sama.”
“Uh, uh. Do you know Rainmaker?”
“yes. Thanks to you, I found out.”
A rainmaker, an arrogant genius alchemist, I met Soya when I went to a department store. At that time, the referee once asked the Rainmaker one thing.
“Didn’t you tell Rainmaker-sama to help the three people? And I told those three to help the other three.”
A terrifying, truly demonic, or even an angelic, multi-level system in which good deeds spread by the power of three. How much angelic power earned through that system, would you have forgotten that fact?
“Yes, I have said that.”
“I lived thanks to you. It looked like I was about to die with my teammates while closing the rift, but Rainmaker saved me. Even though it is a hostile guild.”
A man scratching his head as if he’s shy, and then he goes on to talk again.
“Because I said thank you, Rainmaker-sama told me to thank you. Well, how did we meet like this?”
“Yeah, that’s right. Is there such a coincidence?”
“Thank you. I lived thanks to you. Did you come to see the warrior too?”
“Yes Yes!”
The man smiled and pointed his finger at the door that read ‘No entry except for officials.’
“I’ll let you see me even from a distance. I can’t talk to him, but I’ll be able to see him closer than other people.”
“yes. thank you.”
“Thank you. I am very grateful.”
A referee who entered the podium guarded by the Guild Union too easily. The referee himself was stunned at the fact that he had broken through this gate without any authority.
The next gate is the horsemen and guards of the Seocheon Confucian family… … .
“Wait, you, no way, dear, did you stop by the Superhuman Control Bureau’s headquarters last year?”
A woman looked at the referee and muttered.
It was a woman in a black suit. Despite the fact that he seemed to have barely turned twenty, the armband on his shoulder showed that he was an executive rank among the Seocheon Yuga guards.
“Yeah, I’ve been there… I have… … ?”
I used to stop by and hit the pitch. Because he had a criminal record, he was a referee who was unable to speak out confidently.
“I see. Also.”
The woman muttered again with a look that couldn’t hide her surprise.
“You are the angelic-looking girl you saved my sister. You can tell just by looking at it.”
“It’s not a girl, it’s a boy!”
The referee creaked and shouted.
* * *
If karma called fate power exists, shouldn’t something called fate also exist? The referee once had such a question.
And the referee was feeling to some extent that it was fate now.
“Ah, that girl was my sister back then. Then the girl who entered the Central Superman Academy?”
“Yeah, that’s my proud little sister.”
A woman who cannot hide her pride.
The referee looked at him with a warm expression.
“When I was taking the Seocheon yuga introductory exam, I went to the Superintendent’s Bureau alone. But, those bastards from the Superhuman Administration are sure to do something like that.”
‘If it wasn’t for you, I’d kill everyone.’ The woman laughed along with a bloody mumble.
“I knew the world was cruel to b*tches without parents, but isn’t it really too much?”
“Yes. This world is so great.”
“Still, I’m so glad you were there. If it wasn’t for you… … .”
And immediately the woman in tears.
The referee looked at the woman without saying anything.
“No, no. I met a benefactor, but I shouldn’t be crying or squeezing. Why are you here?”
“I want to see the hero Yumari.”
“I should say, ‘I want to see the hero Yumari’. Umm, this is something I have to get permission for too. Well.”
“Then can you just ask me? Marie’s best friend, the referee, is waiting for you.”
“A hero’s best friend?”
A woman whose gaze suddenly changed to look at the referee.
“It was a little strange that the Central Management Office was turned upside down without hesitation.
“no. Just pass it on to the hero.”
“Uh, yes. I understand for now.”
So the woman with the armband left.
Guild members moving noisy and cheering spectators from afar. Even in this noisy situation, the referee felt calm.
A useless angel with neither wings nor power.
But fate also guided such an angel.
“Karma is shining.”
It is too weak compared to the darkness that is thickly spread in the world, but it is a small light that seems to shine even more.
The referee could feel the light.
At that moment, he heard his name from afar.
“The referee!”
“yes!”
“The hero says he wants to see you! come fast!”
So the referee was able to enter the VIP room where the hero was resting.
And the person waiting for the referee in that room… … .
“Hello, long time no see?”
“… President of the Student Council.”
A girl who can be recognized by anyone who sees her as Marie and her sister.
The other thing is that he doesn’t have horns and he’s a little taller.
And the kind of girl who always shows a suspicious smile.
The girl’s name is Yoo Shi-hyeon. He was the head of the Seocheon Confucian family and the student body president of the Central Academy.