Level 4 Human in a Ruined World-Chapter 95

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Chapter 95: Yongsan Park (5)

Jeong Hyunsik, 52-year-old male.

He is not only the sole survivor of the third largest conglomerate Taewon Group in Korea but also the current head of Gangnam’s Strongest Sword’s office.

In the world of Strongest Swords who each consider themselves the protagonist, Jeong Hyunsik was a special figure.

This was because he had a novel-like story, even in a society of Strongest Swords where “prestige” was important, waiting for the brothers who had become dragons to return.

In the world where “prestige” was important among Strongest Swords, such a background was a tremendous halo.

Moreover, wasn’t he part of the ruling class even in the world before the reset?

In other words, while other Strongest Swords from ordinary backgrounds were mere commoners, Jeong Hyunsik was a true noble.

With such a foothold, the reset did not feel like a disaster to him.

At least until yesterday.

But now, having lost his child overnight…

“…”

Eventually, Jeong Hyunsik stood in front of a stranger.

Thud!

It was the first disaster that finally came to him.

After carefully scanning through Yeongwoo’s peculiar title, the iron horse, and the golden goblin, Jeong Hyunsik signalled to the Taewon Group employees waiting behind the meeting room.

Then he said to Yeongwoo.

“Have a seat for a moment.”

“Yes…?”

Unknowingly tense, Yeongwoo let out an awkward sound.

The distance between the two was only 5 or 6 meters at most.

Since it was a short distance where either one could stab the other’s throat in the blink of an eye, Yeongwoo thought only of an ambush.

Thud!

Suddenly, men in black suits approached with something in their hands.

It was nothing but…

Thump!

Folding chairs.

Folding chairs with synthetic leather cushions attached.

One chair unfolded near Jeong Hyunsik and Yeongwoo each, and Jeong Hyunsik took the seat first.

“Sit down.”

Ordered again to sit by Hyunsik, Yeongwoo awkwardly leaned on the chair.

Then, Jeong Hyunsik, who was staring intently at him, chuckled and said,

“You’re such a kid. Did you really kill my son…?”

Upon this, Yeongwoo could only say one thing.

“Well, your son wasn’t exactly ordinary either. Why would I, knowing who his father is, kill him?”

As soon as Yeongwoo finished speaking, there was a cracking sound from Jeong Hyunsik’s side.

“This brat. Watch your mouth.”

“Weren’t you here to kill me in the first place? I don’t really understand what conversation you want to have.”

When Yeongwoo said this, Jeong Hyunsik waved his finger in the air as if tearing something apart.

Boom!

It was the carriage he had brought.

“My son is in there right now. Just as he was found for the first time, unable to breathe. Can you imagine what condition he might be in?”

At the time of the incident, Yeongwoo slit Jeong Gyusang’s throat.

So, according to Jeong Hyunsik, his son would now be in a state where his head and body were separated and placed in a coffin.

“I regret the loss of your son. But I think it was unavoidable.”

“…What?”

“Your son swung the sword first. Of course, I could have reasonably restrained him and let him live, being a high-profile case…”

In terms of syntax, the conclusion comes next.

From Jeong Hyunsik’s perspective, it was the moment when the motive of the person who killed his son was revealed, so he held back.

He held back the desire to tear apart the “brat” in front of him and kill him.

And finally, Yeongwoo finished speaking.

“That’s only an acceptable explanation when there’s a level of madness involved. Isn’t it right to cut off someone who’s about to kill you before they commit more murder?”

“…So, you killed my son for just that reason?”

“Just that?”

Jeong Hyunsik’s words made Yeongwoo gradually angry.

“You mourn for your son’s death and yet you say ‘just that’…?”

“I don’t think you understand. I’ve saved hundreds, if not thousands, more people than I’ve killed. If it weren’t for me, this meeting wouldn’t have happened, and rotations and such would have been impossible.”

Of course, this was a reasonable argument.

“So, don’t I have the qualifications? It’s just one troublesome son I’ve kept alive.”

But this was sophistry.

“What are you talking about? Then doctors should be given murder licenses since they save people every day. Who decides on those qualifications anyway?”

As Yeongwoo spoke with a furrowed brow, Jeong Hyunsik responded as if it were obvious.

“Who? Naturally, people like us decide.”

People like us. Referring to the strong ones in the Strongest Sword’s Assembly.

“Oh.”

Yeongwoo lost his words at this point.

After all, wasn’t it a place where if both sides couldn’t reconcile their opinions, they settled it through a duel?

And in reality, their words and thoughts were indeed the law.

“…In my opinion, the only qualification you as a father have is to avenge your son’s death.”

Yeongwoo sighed heavily.

“But since I’m the perpetrator in this case, I understand that I have no right to say more. So, let’s settle this according to the laws of this place.”

As Yeongwoo finished speaking, the other side of the meeting room trembled ominously.

Everyone pretended not to show it, but they were all quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

“We both knew that words wouldn’t solve anything.”

“Just because you apologize doesn’t mean you’ll be forgiven.”

“Sigh, what a pathetic guy.”

In the end, the conversation broke down.

At the same time, Jeong Hyunsik’s pupils turned golden.

Ha-ah!

He was emitting the prestige of the Strongest Sword.

“Let’s see if you can say the same thing after losing an arm and a leg…!”

This was a chilling line for Yeongwoo, who had a high regenerative ability.

Theoretically, he was in a state where he could undergo torture indefinitely.

However, unlike Jeong Hyunsik’s menacing words, Yeongwoo remained unaffected by his prestige.

On the other hand, Yeongwoo’s prestige…

Shi-ah!

Was not golden but purple in color.

“Ugh…!”

It gripped Jeong Hyunsik’s heart, despite him being the Strongest Sword of Gangnam.

“What… What is this?”

Even Yeongwoo was surprised by the palpably evil aura, but Jeong Hyunsik quickly unleashed his prestige and initiated combat.

「The sensory value has temporarily increased from the previous 700 to 2,476.」

A tremendous amount of sensory perception was stolen.

‘2,476? How much sensory perception did he steal exactly?’

Without time to be astonished, a violet hologram appeared before Yeongwoo.

“Huh…?”

It was a color and atmosphere he had never seen before. It was the interface provided by the legendary martial arts, “Rohm’s Bottom.”

Shi-ah!

As the hologram rushed toward Jeong Hyunsik, Yeongwoo swiftly moved his body.

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Thud!

Jeong Hyunsik, who had just drawn his sword from his belt, widened his eyes.

“…!”

Not only was the opponent’s movement much faster than expected, but they were also getting too close.

Usually, in combat, the distance between both parties would be at least the length of the sword.

You need to secure enough distance to swing your sword and block the opponent’s sword.

But now, the distance between the two Strongest Swords…

‘Why are we getting this close?’

Even the attacker, Yeongwoo, was surprised by the distance, which was only 30 centimeters.

Then, Yeongwoo’s upper body swiftly descended as if sliding on the ground, wrapping Jeong Hyunsik’s waist with both arms and lifting him up.

“Huh?”

So, this was, in Earth terms, a wrestling-style tackle.

Ha-et!

In an instant, Jeong Hyunsik’s legs were left hanging in the air, losing his balance, and Yeongwoo pushed Jeong Hyunsik’s pelvis with his head and shoulders.

“This…!”

As both of Jeong Hyunsik’s hands were on his belt to draw his sword, he had no choice but to be caught off guard.

And so, eventually…

Kwoong!

In the blink of an eye, he was slammed to the ground.

“Huh?”

“Wow…!”

Even for the other Strongest Swords watching from a distance of about ten meters, it was a shocking scene.

Because they had never seen such a… what should I call it?

A savage duel opening.

Of course, the one who was most shocked by this “savage” first move was none other than the person involved, Jeong Hyunsik.

“This bastard!”

He was still pinned to the ground without even having drawn his sword.

[TL/N: pinned down huh. Well…since it’s valentine’s…]

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He thought that this was a very unfavorable position indeed.

And in his state of mind, soon…

Shiiit!

The scene of the guy who killed his son swinging his elbow like a knife came into his view.

“Kkup!”

Due to the extreme tension, he let out a gasp.

However, even in this situation, Hyunsik followed the hologram’s guide, turning his head to the right and shrinking his left shoulder.

Then, Yeongwoo’s elbow attack, with a strength value of a whopping 2,800, struck Hyunsik’s head and shoulder simultaneously.

Ba-aack!

Such a powerful blow that the sound of impact reached the meeting room on the other side.

However, the damage was dispersed enough for Hyunsik to bear, and in the meantime, a route for escape from the melee was found by Gangnam’s Strongest Sword’s Technique, pulling the owner out of the melee.

「Self-destruct」 – Mutation Bracelet

【Causes a powerful explosion.】

【Durability increased by 300.】

It was telling him to use the self-destruct device he had.

Already, in front of Hyunsik’s eyes, the hologram reproducing the explosion was flickering, and realizing there was no other way, he decided before his neck was broken by the next attack.

“Motherfuc*er.”

“…?”

Kwaaaaang!

An explosion accompanied by flames occurred between Hyunsik and Yeongwoo, allowing Hyunsik to be bounced off the ground for about five meters.

He had escaped from the mad Strongest Sword’s grasp.

“Wow, ugh.”

However, that didn’t mean the situation was optimistic.

He had just suffered severe burns from the explosion and was in considerable pain, and the condition of his left shoulder, which had blocked the opponent’s elbow earlier, was not good either.

But.

‘That bastard must be almost dead by now. And now I can use my sword.’

Hyunsik sharpened his gaze.

It was because he keenly felt that his opponent was not to be underestimated.

Moreover, if he lost in this fight, he wouldn’t even be able to properly hold his son’s funeral, let alone seek revenge.

‘I must… I must win.’

As Hyunsik clenched his resolve, pulling his sword from his waist, he noticed a figure rising in the distance on the opposite side.

“What…?”

As if entranced, Hyunsik shifted his gaze beyond the embers.

Soon, he saw Gyeongbuk’s Strongest Sword walking through the charred grass, their figure silhouetted against the darkness.

Sssah…

It was as if the burnt skin was rapidly regenerating due to the burns.

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