Episode 245: Association President Victor Poison (2)
The greatest challenge for ancient humans was survival.
I was always worried about how I would survive today, tomorrow, next year, and the days after that.
A naked human is weak.
It was a tasty prey to the beasts with sharp fangs and claws.
He is no match for chimpanzees of a few weight classes below him.
Our ancestors readily acknowledged the limitations of the human species.
The fighting power of a single human being was only slightly better than that of a rabbit.
They also have less fur to protect them from the winter cold.
Fingernails and toenails can break even when hit on gravel.
Their skin was scratched by the branches and was vulnerable to disease.
All they had was a blade of grass to cover their lower abdomen.
Humanity put its heads together.
If we are to prosper… … .
‘Gather more people!’
The united humanity pondered with reason and rationality, and presented answers through the group and intelligence.
Even if it wasn’t the right answer, I did it believing it was a better direction.
Thanks to this, mankind was able to develop civilization.
They armed themselves to hunt wild beasts and dealt with natural disasters.
Freed from the shackles of survival, humanity prospered and multiplied.
The radius of life has expanded to the land, the ground, and even the sky.
Even though it was an area that was out of reach, I ended up setting foot in it anyway.
The teeth and claws of wild beasts had become luxuries, and natural disasters were no longer a threat.
‘Humans are arrogant.’
The spears and swords that had been aimed at the beast turned towards each other.
In order to occupy a little more of this tiny blue star in the cosmic gaze, they took what belonged to others.
The blind man took the lives of others without any hesitation.
Humanity is fallen.
It was a dark time, overflowing with greed and selfishness.
The appeal to humanity was reduced to a vulgar joke that wasn’t even funny.
like that.
When human history was stained with crimson blood, an unexpected enemy invaded.
Demon King’s Army, it was the first Great War.
As the war broke out, humanity was pushed to the edge of a cliff.
Humanity was defeated and helpless on every front.
It was natural. When humanity was complacent and lax, the demons gathered together with one purpose.
The annihilation of humanity.
“That beautiful land flowing with milk and honey is too precious for humans. Submerge it all!”
3rd Corps Commander Vesna shouted, causing a tidal wave.
…
“Drive out the humans. Burn all their traces. Show them clearly that true evil is like a flame.”
All things in the universe were engulfed in flames by the 5th Corps Commander Agor.
…
“Make the earth fertile by wetting it with human blood.”
4th Corps Commander Permash was assembling human flesh and bones.
…
“When the air of the blue star becomes clouded with a clear red color.”
2nd Corps Commander Kuarn smiled bitterly.
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“We will prepare for His coming in the promised land.”
1st Corps Commander Lycan declared.
…
Only after the declaration of annihilation did humanity put down the swords they had pointed at each other and unite in purpose.
Because humanity also had an intuition about it.
Even if you beg for your life, those demons won’t even listen to you.
Humanity has come together again under the pretext of ‘survival’, a cause that was forgotten long ago.
But the situation was extremely unfavorable.
The evil spirits were rushing in at a rapid pace, but the soldiers were busy panicking.
There were many situations where even battles could not be fought.
One-sided massacres were common.
It was because human society was deeply rotten and corrupt.
It is impossible for them to unite overnight.
It wasn’t a miracle, it was luck.
The human flag was broken and the morale of the soldiers hit rock bottom.
In the Demon King’s army, the sound of the battlefield’s trumpet grew louder day by day.
It seemed as if even the last glimmer of hope for humanity, shining like a candle, was going out.
‘The fate of humanity is over.’
Everyone gave up.
But heroes only emerge when everyone else is in despair.
“Humanity will triumph.”
“possible.”
“The spark of humanity will not be extinguished here.”
The hero of troubled times lit the bonfire of hope and achieved victory.
The hero of the poem, Balor Joaquin.
Here, Victor Poison thought.
‘Humans are weak and arrogant. Without support, they easily break and rot.’
One step away from humans who live only for a hundred years.
‘It’s the same even today. The current society is rife with corruption, and sooner or later the demons will invade.’
I looked at human history and evil from a third party’s perspective.
There was plenty of time to reflect.
He was an ancient man free from the shackles of life.
‘At times like these, there needs to be a savior. A savior who will save humanity from falling into the swamp of evil! Not only humanity, but I will be saved too!’
Victor also added a small personal wish.
‘So if I could just end this miserable life… … .’
It was a twisted wish, though.
‘I want to die for that guy!’
This could truly be called a madman’s idea.
* * *
I was dumbfounded.
My thoughts were so tangled that this was all I could say.
“…What are you saying?”
“I said, please cut me with that hand, Heavenly Sword!”
The president’s remarks were incoherent.
However, the clear eyes staring at me were full of madness.
Is this the ‘clear-eyed madman’ that people talk about a lot these days?
I thought to myself, this gentleman who is over two hundred years old is living so youthfully.
“dad!”
Eventually, the media, unable to bear it any longer, stepped in.
She grabbed Victor’s wrist, almost twisting it.
“Even if your brain is gone, what? Asking the black magician to kill you? What are you talking about? It’s nonsense!”
The media screamed.
His voice was sharp, but his expression was pale.
“Second.”
Victor stares blankly at Media, not knowing whether he is aware of his daughter’s distress or not.
“Don’t you know that among our Poison family, there is no one who has lived his entire life. So… …!”
Media’s sword flies to the right of the mouth pouring out a long story.
slam.
The media didn’t give me a moment to panic.
Her raised arm draws an arc again.
slam.
This time, left.
‘Oh.’
Was the tyrant’s hand spicy?
Victor’s cheeks quickly swelled up.
Our society is based on respect for elders.
If I just talk back to my parents, they will scold me.
But your child is committing violence?
We call it immorality.
In other words, a son of a bitch.
Now Media has become a bastard by beating my father.
Even though he had three pairs of eyes watching him, he slapped my father’s cheek coolly.
The principal who always set an example for the students.
‘… But that makes sense.’
How do you feel when you see parents begging their children to kill them in front of them?
A thick spike is visible on the left side of Media’s chest.
Her father was a nail that was driven in without thought.
The sorrows of the ancients are not only felt by Victor.
Your daughter, Media Poison, will be the same.
Still, the media did not go crazy.
‘… … .’
I looked at Media with sad eyes.
From her position as principal, she looks down on the students as a beacon of a new era.
Because he never ages, he always stands in the same place, acting as a beacon for future heroes.
Media was content and grateful for her life.
He was willing to sacrifice his life for the cadet he loved so much.
The love for the Academy cadets can be seen just by looking at the love story of Miracle Guardian M.
[Poet’s Protection] As soon as he sensed the signs of war, he took action.
First of all, I reported it to the Hero Association and the United Nations, but they turned a blind eye.
‘What war in this age of peace?’
‘Stop political interference and just do your job properly.’
If there is evidence at the scene, even those stupid guys will be convinced.
Media, who judged that it was reading sutras to a deaf ear, went straight to the Demon Realm to inspect it.
And he meets death in the barren land of Magical Realm.
Very slowly and painfully, by the hands of the 2nd Corps Commander Kuarn.
Only after the cold corpse returned did humanity realize that Media was right.
Media’s death has raised alarm bells in the lax royal court.
After that, the academy, the association, and the union were united in one breath. At the center of the cause was the sacrifice of the media.
‘sacrifice.’
When someone was about to give up their life, Media sacrificed herself.
That dedication became the seed that bore the fruit of victory for humanity.
Later, the wise Medea, along with Balor Joaquin, ascended to the throne as one of the only holy heroes.
“dad…….”
That media was weeping with their shoulders drooping.
“It wasn’t really to this extent. Why on earth did it change so much?”
“… … .”
Victor’s answer was silence.
At this point, it seems like the media has sensed it too.
That his father went strong even though he was a good person.
“You two, get out for now… … .”
She gave orders to her attendants and secretaries without taking her eyes off Victor.
“Yes, yes… … !”
The tactful secretary and attendant hurried out of the lab.
But he never forgets to salute.
It is probably more to prepare for future troubles rather than to have a strong sense of professionalism.
‘Well, they are the ones who guard the tyrant’s side, so their discernment is no ordinary thing.’
My gaze moved from the door the two people had left to the other two people.
There the Poison women were arguing.
“Second… I don’t want to say this… but I find this life difficult now.”
“How can you give up on life because it’s too hard? What about the association your father founded? Is that gorilla, Changseong, who believed in you and followed you for decades, an idiot?”
“The Association proved it. We’ve been going strong for twenty years without a backroom old man like me. And we have a successor. Second, that Murah guy you mentioned will do better than me. Of course, he’s an ordinary person like them.”
Media snorted after hearing the excuse and rebuked him.
“Oh my, you’ve prepared so many excuses. But you forgot the most important part. Asking the swordsman to cut you up. What’s that? Is that an excuse for life being too hard, or is it a symptom of dementia?”
“It is a bad habit to commit suicide like our ancestors. It is time to stop it. In that case, put it in the hands of the Savior…!”
“This, this… crazy old man!”
Her hand, which was rising, stopped. I had stopped Media.
I paddled the whale.
“No matter how much you hate your parents, it’s not right for a child to hit them. The principal has lost his cool.”
Media couldn’t continue speaking.
His face hardened as if he was belatedly overcome by guilt.
I spoke to her as if I was comforting her.
“But I’m not saying that the academy director’s methods are wrong. I think the president of the association has a strong taste.”
I lightly pushed Media away and stood in front of Victor instead.
“I understand a little bit why the president asked me that. He must have felt bored, empty, and weary of life.”
“… … .”
“I understand, but the president is crazy.”
At my words, the association president looked dumbfounded.
Is it really that shocking to be called crazy by a crazy person? No.
They say a truly madman doesn’t know he’s mad.
“You’re not in your right mind. You asked me to kill you even though you had the option of dying while fighting the demons.”
I won’t deny that there is a sharp edge to my tone. I am angry at the president of the association.
It was because he asked me for something that seemed like an absurd request, but I was even more angry that he had made Media sad.
I was so angry that I had to get hurt by such a pathetic man.
“So here’s a suggestion.”
I took out the sashimi that Victor had been wishing for so badly.
After calming down Media, who was momentarily startled, he continued speaking.
“I can’t kill you, but I can cure your madness. I’ll do it with physical therapy. Sashimi, think of it as a shot or a scalpel.”
“… … ?!”
I ran my finger over the blade once.
“There’s a saying that a knife is better than a madman. I tried it on Jeolgung first, and the results were amazing.”
The look in the eyes of the association president, who looked at me like I was crazy, was the best.
Why are you making that face?
“It stings a little.”
Treatment was continued.
