Episode 59
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A high-level meeting similar to a summit.
When such a large gathering is scheduled, the only ones who die are the subordinates.
Usually, when big names gather together, it is common to have several days to prepare.
This time, the date was suddenly changed due to someone’s temper.
We can’t even curse at them since it was our own decision… … Babylon was busy running without any room for grumbling.
“Ugh, no, no. Elder Hae-ta is allergic to peaches! Do you want to see that monster ruin the conference room? Get out of here now!”
“Master! How should we arrange the seating? We can’t have a fight like last time… .”
“Since the dawn side is not participating this time, it’s unlikely. Even if we sit here, they’ll sit wherever they want. But just in case, don’t put Hae-ta and DI next to each other, and put them on either side of the silver lion.”
“Security Team, please check the Lastro conference room thoroughly one more time. Do you all remember how embarrassed they were when the recorder came out in the previous dawn?”
‘What is it…?’
These sparks fly.
Geo absentmindedly rubbed his fingers against the wall. It was already clean, but now it was so clean it was scary.
They say that on the day guests come, the household changes.
Guilds aren’t really any different. No, it’s more so because there’s pride among the five major guilds.
“Mr. Geo! Can you please bring this to the conference room?”
“yes.”
Geo walked along leisurely.
The current time is noon.
The preparations for “Babylon” were reaching their final stages.
And as the clock hands passed the halfway mark, the atmosphere changed subtly.
There is a moderate amount of tension in the air.
“Wow, I didn’t know I’d see the big names this soon… … .”
Next to me, Sadness was shaking her legs.
“Unusually. The one I see every day is a giant.”
“Huh? Oh… The guild leader? No… I don’t see you every day, Bambi either…”
Hmm. Geo, who had his chin resting on his hand, leaned against the glass fence and looked down at the lobby.
It’s not just this side.
Other office workers also gathered in groups of three or four on the railing and struck a spectator pose.
The meeting was held in complete secrecy.
So even for guild members, the only chance they have of seeing the visiting high rankers is from this far away, when they move to the conference room.
and…….
“come.”
“Wow, it’s Jeong Gil-ga-on.”
“I’ve only seen him in coffee commercials, but this is the first time I’ve seen him in person. He’s really handsome. He’s better than on screen.”
Starting with (DI), who walked the runway with the force of a fashion model.
“Oh my. Hey, look at Choi Da-wit’s hair color. He’s totally an idol. An idol.”
“Is White Bird coming today too?”
The two women of “Hae-ta” wearing matching black and white suits.
“It’s Seokwon. Seokwon.”
“Next to you is Guizhou… … Oh, wait a minute. It looks like this… … .”
Footsteps that stop abruptly.
The light blue bronze hair swayed. The tiger raised its head and looked up at exactly where Geo was standing.
A faint smile that appears when their eyes meet.
‘Anyway, the feeling is good.’
Even though today, its presence is being further reduced.
Geo snapped his fingers once, still resting his chin on his hand.
So even the “Silver Lion”.
All five major Korean guilds except one gathered. This was the start of the Korea Hunter Summit.
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“… … That means it could be more dangerous than the last ‘9th section’.”
The atmosphere in the conference room was heavier than everyone expected.
It was because of the story that the host of this meeting, the Babylonian historian, had just brought up.
The expressionless white bird sang.
“’Director.’”
“… … ”
“Where did you get the information?”
“It’s hard to say. Just know that it’s trustworthy.”
“I see… … I see. You’ve done enough just to share this information without any compensation. Thank you, Babylon Guildmaster.”
“No problem,” Kyeonjirok replied, shrugging his shoulders.
Choi Da-wit, who had been sitting awkwardly, slams the table down.
“Fucking fuck. It was tough. Didn’t the gates open in droves during tutorial week? It was fucking tough, this body.”
“But this… … I think the level of stateless people in ‘Mutap’ is quite high, beyond my expectations.”
Jeong Gil-ga-on smiled faintly, stroking his chin.
“They say the difficulty level is different for each tower, but breaking through the 50th floor… … That’s interesting. You don’t know the passing criteria for this ‘Interlime Trial’, do you?”
The tiger, who had just checked the records, was shocked.
“I don’t know much… … .”
“Ahhh! Stop it! I don’t even want to know! Don’t talk about complicated stuff! First, we have to run like crazy, right? Why don’t we go right now?”
“If it was such an ignorant and reckless problem, we wouldn’t have taken the time to meet.”
“What, Inma? Ignorant?”
“Oh my. Did you hear that? Excuse me.”
“This drama otaku bastard!”
Whether there’s a commotion next to you or not.
The white bird, who was alone and absorbed in thinking about something, called out to Gyeonjirok.
“Babylon Guildmaster.”
“yes.”
“It seems like it’s a given that you’ll be the one leading the 39th floor. How many people do you think you’ll have?”
“Maximum twenty.”
“It’s in the middle.”
Not too many, not too few people.
Considering Babylon’s nature of not allowing more than ten people to enter when conquering the tower, this was evidence that Gyeonjirok was also paying considerable attention.
“The composition will be the best of each guild.”
Of course.
First of all, the infamous ‘Devil’s 9th section’.
Wasn’t it White Bird who first came up with the idea of recruiting the best members of each guild to launch a joint attack in order to reduce the sacrifices there?
Gyeonjirok raised his eyebrows at the sight of her mulling over something so obvious.
A look of bewilderment.
“actually.”
The white bird opened its mouth as if to answer that question.
“I came today to say I’m sorry.”
The room suddenly becomes quiet as if cold water was poured over it. Everyone’s eyes are focused on her.
The white bird continued speaking calmly.
“Our Hae-ta currently does not have the capacity to draft its best personnel.”
“… … Hey, white bird!”
“As a result of internal factional fighting, key figures left the sect.”
“Ah, f*ck, seriously… .”
Choi Da-wit, who had jumped up, sat down again with an annoyed sigh.
“Hey x, if you go out and go out, you will die and die.”
“As David feared.”
“… … ”
“As the leader of a group, it may not be right to reveal such sensitive information to the outside world.”
“… … ”
“I trust and say this because they are not mere competitors, but comrades who have been through the battlefield together and will continue to do so.”
“… … ”
“I hope you understand the reasons for my decision and that you will understand this.”
… … Wait, what are you talking about?
At that moment, Choi Da-wit’s gaze, who had been listening with his head down, was heard, and question marks appeared on everyone’s faces.
The great leader of the
“This time, for the 39th floor of the Tower of Babel, only one person will be sent to Hae-ta.”
“… … ”
“I, the white bird, will participate.”
It took some time for the song to fully spread.
“… … This, this crazy.”
Choi David kicked the chair and stood up.
“Are you crazy? What the hell are you talking about!”
When you first enter an unlocked floor, no one knows what scenario will unfold.
Even the time it takes.
It’s a problem that could take hours, days, or maybe even months.
Even if you give up halfway through the strategy, that ‘giving up in the middle’ is only possible if you reach the safe zone within the scenario, which may or may not exist.
That was also a big factor in why Celestial Rankers had difficulty entering the Tower of Babel.
Unless it’s a special case like
This was especially true for representative hunters who supported one axis of the country, like the White Bird.
“Originally, I was going to say that I would be leaving out of this strategy along with the apples.”
A clear gaze fell on the person in front of him.
“Before I heard what you had to say.”
“… … ”
It is said that there is an evil that seeks to shake the country and cause trouble.
That was reason enough for her to change her mind.
Seahorse.
Another name is Haetae.
The divine beast of this country that protects the people and suppresses disasters and fires.
“If we were to abandon the cause because of a trivial matter, wouldn’t that be a disgrace to the spirit of Hae-ta, which has protected the Korean Peninsula for a thousand years?”
The white bird laughed quietly.
“Hae-ta will send the best force of the sect as it has done for the past thousand years.”
“… … ”
“Please fill in the empty space I leave behind, comrades.”
An oddly calm silence hangs over the place. The one who breaks the silence is Eun Seok-won.
The oldest Korean player smiled with gentle eyes.
“Don’t worry. The lion hasn’t forgotten his debt from Seorak.”
Around this time about 10 years ago.
In March, when flowers were in bloom, countless lions were buried on the mountain. The ones who gathered the pieces of flesh and erected a huge tombstone in their place were the Haetas who lived on Yeongsan Mountain in Seorak.
“A brother’s benefactor is another brother. The benefactor will always stand by your side.”
“Mr. Eun Seok-won.”
The two representative guardians of the Korean peninsula exchange glances while facing each other.
It was a rare moment of warm weather, but there was still one rebel who was still dissatisfied.
‘Ah, F**k. The director, the strategy, and the shit.’
Okay. Everything is good.
But why do I keep feeling like I’m going through a minefield instead of taking the shortcut?
Choi David grumbled quietly to himself.
“Honestly, if only that bastard was here… … ”
At that irritated muttering, Gyeonjirok, who was drinking water, burst into a sharp cough.
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Ah, etch!
Hey… … Mr.
Who’s talking behind my back again? Huh?
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