The Returner Wants Complete Victory

40 – 040. War

The ambassador of Kirnyu.

This is a literal meaning, not a figurative expression.

In Kirnyu, all kinds of stragglers who were not chosen by Emur’s mercenary group gather.

And they, too, have at least one story since they came to Proa.

It takes a lot of money.

I want to cure someone with an incurable disease.

I want to hear the voice of a dead person again.

People who have something they really want to achieve.

However, he was abandoned simply because he had no talent.

Nevertheless, people gathered in the border city to try something without giving up.

Rick found satisfaction in helping such people.

How to fight.

How to use weapons.

Taught me the mindset to survive.

A man of such skill that it would not be strange to be the head of a mercenary group in Emur gave teachings without any conditions.

And the people who had received such teachings gathered under Rick, saying they would repay the favor, and revered him as the great father of Kirnyu.

That was the beginning of the Martial Artists’ League.

*

Rick sat in silence until his cigarette burned out.

What would it be like to see the good intentions you gave turn into evil and take over the entire city?

“I just wanted to give hope.”

Rick’s expression was miserable as he said that.

“These are people who were reluctant to come out here because they didn’t have any talent to begin with, so how can you teach them a few tricks to develop talent that wasn’t there before?”

Nevertheless, I taught.

To literally give hope.

And the people who gained hope like that gathered under Rick under the pretext of spreading hope again.

A student who learned from Rick took on another student and taught him, and a student who learned that way also took on another student and taught him.

Rick felt proud of the process.

Even if the level of teaching was poor, it brought vitality to a once dull city.

Isn’t that meaningful enough?

However, people who were suddenly drawn into this world seemed to feel a sense of security in belonging somewhere rather than trying to achieve something by receiving teachings.

The martial artist league quickly grew in size.

The organization that only gave out teachings began to exert influence on Kirnyu at some point.

A district was created and the rent was raised.

Those who did not join the martial artist league were trampled upon.

Rick tried to stop him, but who can give up those who have already tasted power?

Disappointed, Rick cut ties with the Martial Artist League, telling them not to call him Master, and the Martial Artist League accepted him as if they had been waiting.

Numerous positions were created in the organization that was divided into masters, masters, and disciples.

Lord, vice-lord, commander-in-chief, commander-in-chief, chief inspector… .

And at some point, the tyranny of the Martial Artist League became the rule of the city.

If it weren’t for the incident in which the leader ran away after being hit by James Miller, whom he ran into while hunting Chimera, Kirnyu would have already belonged to the Martial Artists’ League.

After that incident, the rebels who were hostile to the Martial Artists’ League gathered around James Miller, and even took advantage of that to create a gutter rat, dividing the city into three.

And Rick’s will was nowhere in that process.

“If you think about it, it was something that would happen someday.”

Rick muttered as if he were complaining.

There were plenty of opportunities to make things right.

If only the Martial Artists’ League had actively suppressed it in the beginning when it started showing strange signs.

When he refused Rick’s direct restraint, he didn’t just leave the Federation, but completely destroyed the leadership.

But this weak-hearted man was unable to kill his disciples with his own hands.

My sense of responsibility is so strong that I cannot leave the city and am distressed by the current situation and do not know what to do.

He was a stupid and frustrating man.

“So what is the answer to my question?”

My voice was surprisingly cold even to me.

“well… . “What can I do now?”

Rick’s voice was still weak.

When I saw the weakness of the man who could be said to be my spiritual support, a part of my heart felt uncomfortable.

To be exact, I felt like I would be a little angry.

“Are you serious about what you say?”

8 months from now.

After the League of Martial Artists overpowered Mad Dog and the Rat and became the complete rulers of Kirnyu.

Even then, dozens of people followed Rick and rebelled against the Martial Artists’ League.

Even more so now that the situation has not completely tilted.

“If you want to at least fix something, now would be the fastest time.”

“I guess so… .”

Rick muttered that and stared at the table.

This is probably a fact that you are already keenly feeling.

before. And as a result of continuing to ignore it from before, we ended up in the present.

If you ignore it this time, there may not be a chance to correct it next time.

“But what is the purpose of the customer?”

Rick said and raised his head.

“I was going to ask you this first when I got back, but I was so caught up in the atmosphere that I almost couldn’t say anything.”

Rick chuckled and joked.

The shaking eyes suddenly calmed down.

Have you just finished putting your mind in order?

Although he is indecisive, cruel, and needlessly reckless.

Nevertheless, he was still a strong man.

“Are you really the problem solver sent by Emur?”

“What is a problem solver?”

What is a hitman?

I laughed at the absurd choice of words.

But Rick’s expression was serious.

When I saw that expression, I almost burst out laughing again.

“I came to lend an arm to the teacher.”

“Me? suddenly?”

Rick’s mouth opened slightly as if he had heard something unexpected.

It was a stupid expression.

“yes.”

“Why me?”

“Just like that. Just as Rick has a hobby of teaching people, I also have a hobby of punishing bad guys.”

Rick made a strange look at my answer.

Just looking at him, he had an expression of disbelief.

But Rick seemed to respect my intention that he didn’t want to explain, so he changed the subject and said something else.

“But why am I a teacher? “I don’t know if it’s kids, but I don’t remember ever doing anything that would make a customer call me a teacher.”

“I want everyone to call me that. Would you like to talk comfortably at this point?”

“yes?”

“Isn’t it funny that you keep calling me a guest even though you are going to be on the same boat? “I already feel comfortable calling myself Rick, so you can just call me Rick.”

“No, well… . “I still don’t really care.”

“Then do it.”

I said that and stood up.

There’s no need to force someone to talk comfortably even if they don’t want to be stiff.

Rick licked his lips as if this wasn’t enough.

“And even though I offer my support, I won’t be working with Rick.”

Even if I showed up out of nowhere to help, from Rick’s perspective, I was just a guest who stayed for about two weeks.

We’ve developed a certain level of friendship by teaching the kids and eating together, but if you were to ask me if that was enough to make me trustworthy enough to have my back on the battlefield, I’d probably be skeptical.

Because it’s a spherical face, I’m the only one who’s happy about it.

“I do what I do, and Rick does what Rick does.” If the purpose is the same anyway, won’t we reach the same result?”

After saying that, I stood up.

I’ll have to be busy if I want to go see my Mad Dog friends tomorrow.

*

When I woke up in the morning, I told the kids to stay in their room for a few days and then came down to the lobby.

Bo-kyung gave me a worried look, but she seemed to know that going out would only cause trouble, and she calmly returned to the room after telling me to be careful.

When I came down to the first floor, I looked towards the desk to say hello to Rick before leaving, but to my dismay, instead of Rick, Noah was sitting there blankly, resting his chin.

“What are you doing here?”

“I want you to look at the store for me.”

Noah answered without even looking away.

Have you started moving already?

The first place to ask for help would be the students you raised.

Not only Noah here, but also numerous disciples, including Eli, whom we met in the square the other day.

As Rick’s disciple, being able to walk around without joining the Martial Artists’ League means not only your hostility toward the Martial Artists’ League, but also the ability to maintain that stance.

“I’m going out for a while.”

Noah rested his chin, turned his eyes to look at me, and blinked a couple of times.

You’re saying you understand, right?

Is it true that you’re blinking because you’re too lazy to even nod your head?

It was the end times… .

*

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I went out into the street and walked towards the headquarters of the Mad Dog mercenary group I had visited last time.

The street, which had felt slightly lively, became quiet again, as if dead, and as I moved a certain distance, the acrid smell of burnt coal mixed with the smell of rotting corpses tickled my nose.

Is there no time to even collect the body?

Rustling.

While I was walking like that, I heard the sound of people moving in the alley.

Who is it? Are you a member of Mad Dog?

I thought it would be a good idea to catch him and give him directions to James, so I approached the alley where the sound came from.

“Aww, see… .”

But contrary to my expectations, I heard a woman whining in the alley.

As far as I know, there are no female members in Mad Dog?

Even if there was one, there wouldn’t be a member who sounded like a woman like that.

Because it’s a group of macho bastards.

When I raised my head in confusion, the back of my head caught my eye.

A short black ponytail that breaks at the back of the neck.

A round buckler and a short sword as small as my height.

“Kyoko?”

“Huh!”

When I called from behind, Kyoko was startled and covered her mouth with her hand.

No, what is this woman doing here again?