75 – Episode 75. The Watcher with a Different Name (4)
“Well, Kim Sung-hoon and I knew. When you spend so much time together, you can’t help but see each other, even if you don’t want to.”
Martopju placed both hands on the desk, which had returned to its original state.
He looked tired, somehow.
“But there were still many things to worry about. We didn’t completely kill the Watchers; we only took their bodies, which they used as hosts, and defeated the minions. We also had to divide the land between the factions that fought together.”
On the television, there was a scene of monsters and humans holding a meeting.
“There were also many beings from the other world who wanted to return to their birthplace. We had to find a way to send them back.”
Delamion seemed to have considerable influence, sitting at the front.
“Even if the beings from the other world stayed, it was a problem. They had fewer numbers, but each individual had more combat power than the natives. Well, they were the ones marked as Watcher candidates, so it couldn’t be helped.”
Opposite Delamion were Erika, with Kim Sung-hoon in the center.
“Some humans who still worshiped the spirits went into the mountains. They are now known as the Wild Tribes. The rest of the humans elected a leader and established a country. The beings from the other world were divided into the Return Faction and the Adaptation Faction, and the Gogmagog Tribe decided to observe the situation.”
After a long meeting, a crown was placed on Erika Irugal’s head.
“Erika obtained the power she desired. She became the first queen of the Irugal Kingdom. The factions that did not support her left and established the Koremgald Kingdom.”
“Irugal? Koremgald? Iga and Koga?”
“…I don’t know what that means, but Erika Irugal was not satisfied. She wanted absolute power. But as long as Kim Sung-hoon, who captivated the hearts of both the beings from the other world and the natives, existed, it was impossible. Because he was deeply ingrained in their hearts.”
“He’s everyone’s idol, huh?”
He shook his head, matching the length of his words.
I wonder what my companions, the Resistance, and the two surrendered Chilgeomgyeong members are doing and where they are.
Are they manipulating Jjanggu to get me out of here?
“After the country stabilized to some extent, they secretly created intelligence and espionage organizations. It was obvious why. They would capture and kill anyone who didn’t like them or didn’t fit into their regime, control the information, and elevate themselves… Kim Sung-hoon and I were not unaware of her actions. I argued with him to kill Erika. I told him she was no different from a spy.”
On the swiftly changing screen, the Observer and Kim Sung-hoon were confronting each other.
– The kid doesn’t have anything to say. Monica. You can’t solve everything like that. You can resolve it through conversation. If it doesn’t work out… I have a way.
“Kim Sung-hoon’s way was… to marry Erika and restrain her while assisting her. Well, it wasn’t a bad idea. They were originally lovers, and Kim Sung-hoon’s power was enough to overwhelm everyone except me. He must have had confidence that he could overcome whatever methods Erika used.”
He played the role of a strong pillar, showing her that he could replace her anytime she did something foolish.
It’s a thought that could be considered parasitic or like a parasite.
“If it were me, I would have just killed her.”
“Kim Sung-hoon… He was a just and faithful person. He wanted to find a way that everyone could be satisfied with.”
“There’s no such thing.”
A world where no one gets hurt. It’s not something you can just freeload on like the allowance your parents give you.
There’s a Chinese idiom called “equivalent exchange.”
It means the exchange of two goods of equal value, but to put it simply, it means you have to pay ten thousand won to eat a box of takoyaki.
Peace is the same. Peace cannot be bought with a hundred won, five hundred won, or even fifty thousand won.
In order to achieve peace, one must pay the price of “violence,” “death,” and “destruction.”
But it’s difficult for ordinary people to pay for that.
Most people have a strong aversion to those three words mentioned above.
For the warriors who pay the price for peace on behalf of them, people call them “runaway ninja.”
It’s not just serving the people in the shadows for no reason.
“Anyway, it was a good attempt. Erika Irugal, full of ambition, did not stop loving Kim Sung-hoon. She didn’t even have the confidence to cleanly kill Kim Sung-hoon. They even had a child together. It seemed like peace would be maintained.”
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“But?”
Mataeju sighed.
“It would be great if it ended like that. But not long after, a problem arose. The Returners, while trying to find a way to return using the Observer’s belongings, triggered a trap that they had set up. Those guys also knew how to find a way for interdimensional travelers to return. Nowadays, people call it the ‘Curse of the Observer.’ It’s similar to the effect that has been passed down. The people affected by the curse become dumb, violent, and cruel. In Earth terms… it’s like rabies.”
“I see.”
The Curse of the Observer. I’ve never heard of it either.
Let’s pretend to know a little for now.
“All interdimensional travelers were affected by the curse, and I was no exception. No, I was actually hit the hardest. The Observers who discovered my potential while studying me for hundreds of years were the ones who restrained me the most.”
“You’re quite conceited.”
“I was confined to a place without even maintaining a physical form. Physical interference was impossible. Yes, I was completely neutralized.”
Mataeju covered the screen.
“Even Kim Sung-hoon, who was the most powerful among mortals… was hit by a powerful curse. It was a curse so strong that he vomited blood every day.”
– Monica.
Kim Sung-hoon with a pale complexion reaches out his hand to stroke the Observer’s face.
But that hand only passed through without touching.
– Sung-hoon, I’m sorry. I couldn’t help you.
– No, it’s not your fault. I should have been more thorough… I was too focused on Erika.
– Just wait a little. I’ll try to find a solution. I’ll be able to interpret the curse.
– …Erika has issued a hunting order. She’s using the army to indiscriminately hunt down interdimensional travelers. Delamion saved his people and went into hiding deep underground, but most of them are dying helplessly. I… have to make a decision now.
– No… Don’t do that.
– If it’s you, you will eventually be able to return to your original self. The Observer will also return someday… Can you promise me one thing?
– Of course.
– Please protect the world we saved. Help people find the right path. Just like how I saved you. Just like how you gave me the strength to fight. Only you can do it.
– …I understand.
– I’m asking you.
Kim Sung-hoon, who had been nodding his head, disappeared.
“Kim Sung-hoon tried to assassinate Erika and failed. Erika, Erika’s children, and their children continued to rule. Kim Sung-hoon, who sacrificed himself for them, became a character in a fairy tale, and the beings from the other world became monsters.”
Countless landscapes passed before the eyes of the silent observer.
“I watched it all. And I realized.”
The voice of the Matapju trembled.
“Humans… are foolish beings. They make wrong judgments and rush towards destruction.”
Her red eyes emitted light.
“I couldn’t stand those stupid beings full of hatred. But… I made a promise with Kim Sung-hoon. I swore to protect these foolish pigs and lead them to the right path.”
Suddenly, the television turned off.
“I kept that promise. After neutralizing the curse to some extent, I manifested myself in the world again in a temporary form and established the Red Whale Matap. I controlled the Matap to restrain the Observers and rapidly advanced technology. I also disposed of the Gogmagog tribe, who would have fought over humanity’s power when they woke up.”
The Matapju gestured towards my ninja suit.
“The clothes you’re wearing are also a product made by our Matap.”
“Hmm?”
Come to think of it, she did mention that the clothes were made by the Matap.
“Humans desire to be ruled. They want a presence that will take responsibility for their safety. But they don’t want to be ruled by beings like the Observers or the beings from the other world. When individual rule becomes too long, they resist strongly, just like they did with the Observers. So I decided to lead humanity from the shadows. I will select exceptional individuals to stand at the forefront and periodically replace them. Humanity will be safer than ever before.”
“So.”
He interrupted the Matopju’s words.
“What do you want to say?”
I can’t take it anymore.
If I close my eyes for even a moment, I might fall asleep.
It’s better to finish this quickly.
“…Everything I do will ultimately make humanity stronger. You said you fought for the people. We have no reason to fight.”
“I see.”
“Now you’re finally moved?”
“I think I know about you now.”
“I’m glad my explanation had meaning.”
I half-listened, feeling tired, but now I understand to some extent.
Why did I feel strange when I first came to this place? The reason is simple.
“-You’re the Great Demon King.”
Because she pretended to be human, imitating what humans do, she was a mimicry monster.
Monsters can imitate humans, but they can’t understand them.
So even the interior design feels strange.
“…What? What’s that supposed to mean? No, I don’t understand why you’re coming to that conclusion.”
“It’s a logical judgment. You tried to persuade me on the day you received the Buddha’s choice, and you justified a lot of sh*tty things. And you’re not just any monster, you’re a super monster.”
Being a super monster is the most important thing.
Monica is just like Hitler’s bastard, self-proclaimed King of the Underworld, not even at the level of a demon king.
The true “big shot” demon king of the fantasy world.
“What the f*ck? What are you talking about?”
Demon Monica frowned.
“You used people as test subjects and launched missiles at the capital.”
“It wasn’t missiles, it was the breath of a whale. It was all necessary. If I hadn’t launched a preemptive strike, what do you think would have happened? Weak people would have died for meaningless resistance. It was because I crushed them with overwhelming power that we were able to finish peacefully.”
“Bullsh*t.”
More excuses. Every time he opens his mouth, it’s just excuses.
“They were test subjects… All the people I used as test subjects were orphans. Or at least they were beggars in the slums. With the lives of a hundred useless humans, I was able to save over a thousand meaningful people. It’s a calculation that makes sense.”
A calculation that makes sense? This bastard is talking about equal exchange.
“That calculation is wrong. Roughly speaking, one person has about a hundred friends. Do the math. When a hundred people die, millions of friends shed tears. About half of the people who cry will be driven to suicide because they’re too sad. That doesn’t fit the calculation.”
“It’s not millions, it’s just ten thousand. And how many people would actually commit suicide just because one person died-“
“Shut up! My calculation is correct!”
He overturned the desk again. This time, there was no sense of impact.
“No matter how you tease me! Even if you tell me boring stories from the past! I won’t be fooled!!!”
He drew out his ninja sword and aimed it at Monica.
“So stop your f*cking bullsh*t and release the Metaverse or the Village Bus. Because I’m coming for your neck.”
The expression on the demon’s face looked like he had eaten sh*t.
“…Will you fight for the foolish pigs?”
“They’re not pigs, they’re innocent people.”
“What?”
“Undercover agents will eventually evolve into humans.”
This is a proven fact in Buddhist evolution theory.
“…”
“My mission is to observe their evolution and eliminate obstacles like you.”
“I’ll give you one last chance. Think it over calmly. I’m different from the watchers. I was a god from the moment I was born.”
“I’ll kill you.”
A warning of murder from the super fugitive ninja. This cannot be avoided.
“You will regret it.”
“There won’t be any regrets.”
Monica, the Thousand Demon, with a deeply impressed expression, disappeared along with the strangely decorated room.
“Robin! Are you okay?”
When I opened my eyes again, I was being embraced by Orpheus.
It was before I could say anything.
Oooooom-
With a mysterious sound effect, the sky split in two, revealing a giant machine amidst the clouds.
“Whale’s Breath!”
[This is also the technology of the Gogmagjok! Martabju is definitely a thief!]
Lilia and Tribou shout in surprise.
They quickly stood up and faced the machine.
Ziiiiing-!
With a tremendous noise, a burst of red energy was unleashed.
The target is right where I stand.
“H-How… Ah…!”
“Damn it!”
Despair filled the faces of the Swordmaster and the other resistance fighters.
“Don’t worry.”
Saying that, he stood tall before them.
The Gamma Ray Burst of the Demon Horse of the Demon King of the Other World.
Only I can stand against this cosmic disaster.
“Hoo…!”
I regulated my breathing and drew in mana. A tremendous power gathered around me.
I’m ready… Fire!
“-The Art of Orbital Bombardment.”
Boooooom-!