I Became the Final B Chapter 133 : Chapter 133

Chapter 133. Journey to Sanhae (1)

Kyle said.

“My brother is not here right now.”

“No, so when you et Mr. Lancelot next ti, please pass on the ssage.......”

“I said he went missing.”

“Oh, is that so? Then when he returns from missing... Wait, what? Missing?”

“Yeah. I said he went missing.”

Riman was speechless.

‘Lancelot went missing......?!’

That Sword Saint, that Lancelot Powell?

The words asking what kind of bullshit that was rose to the tip of his chin, but Riman couldn’t bring himself to spit them out.

Because the person who said that was Kyle.

Kyle Carlson.

He was a guy you couldn’t call good-natured.

But at least regarding Lancelot, he wasn’t a guy who would lie.

No, he didn’t have the personality to lie in the first place.

He would rather keep his mouth shut if anything.

So Riman had no choice but to believe Kyle’s words.

Riman asked.

“...When did he go missing?”

“It’s been 3 days.”

Eh.

Just 3 days?

“3 days? Wait a minute, then isn’t he just cutting off contact briefly and on a secret mission?”

“He is a person who maintained a line of communication with

even during top-secret missions. But now communication itself is completely cut off. It’s a state where we have no choice but to judge it as missing.”

“Then where did he go missing?”

“My brother’s last destination was... No, wait a minute.”

“Why?”

“Why are you prying so much? Bluntly speaking, if sothing happens to my brother, isn’t it more beneficial for you?”

There was an edge to Kyle’s words.

The relationship had improved a lot compared to when he swung his sword first upon eting, but it was because he hadn’t completely let down his guard against the great criminal Riman Solaris yet.

Riman also understood that part.

So he started explaining calmly.

“...You saw

and Mr. Lancelot write the

in Mugan, right?”

“I saw it. But why that?”

“According to the content of that contract, the only entity that can grant

amnesty and freedom is entered as Lancelot Powell. But what would happen if Lancelot dies by any chance?”

“...Don’t you get released from the contract?”

“Even if the contracting party dies, the contract itself persists permanently. In short, if Lancelot Powell dies, the way for

to receive amnesty disappears forever.”

“Ah......?!”

“In short, if Lancelot Powell dies in the world right now, the person who becos most troubled is . So tell . Where is the place Mr. Lancelot went missing?”

“...Hong Kong.”

“Hong Kong?”

“Yeah. The last destination was Hong Kong. Contact was lost there.”

“No, but why Hong Kong... Ah.”

In the world of , Hong Kong was quite an important region.

Because the place where the Sanhae Magic Tower, one of the three great Magic Towers, was located was Hong Kong.

The Magic Tower specialized in ‘Outer Arts’ such as summoning, necromancy, and puppetry, that is.

“Did he go perhaps because of matters related to Sanhae Magic Tower?”

“Exactly as you said. He was dispatched upon receiving a request from the Sanhae Magic Tower side, but communication was cut off just like that.”

“Hmm.......”

Lancelot and Kyle belonged to the World Federation Governnt.

Therefore, dispatching to various places in the world was frequent, so going on a dispatch itself wasn’t a strange thing.

“What does the Sanhae Magic Tower side say?”

“Only the obvious answer that they are investigating ca back.”

“Did you go with him perhaps?”

“I am currently in Italy due to another matter. I’m not in a situation to go to Hong Kong.”

“Italy? Did you go for matters related to Gnosion?”

“...Well, you don’t need to know that far.”

Gnosion Magic Tower, one of the three great Magic Towers.

The location of Gnosion was Ro, Italy.

Unlike Sanhae, their specialized field was healing and body enhancent magic.

“Well good, then does the World Federation Governnt side have plans to dispatch people separately?”

“It is under review.”

“It ans whatever they do will take a long ti. Then the answer is out.”

“What is it?”

“I’m going.”

“What?!”

“Why are you surprised? I’m telling you I am in a position where I have to save Lancelot? Probably there is no one who wishes for that human’s survival more than ?”

“.......”

The irony of the worst criminal in history stepping up to save the world’s strongest swordsman who protects order.

It was natural for Kyle to be at a loss for words for a mont.

But Riman didn’t stop speaking and pushed on.

“So you pass on matters related to

to the Sanhae Magic Tower side in advance. My identity, and even my purpose. If I just visit abruptly, naturally the Magic Tower side won’t even deal with .”

“...You an for

to guarantee your identity. Fine.”

“Thanks for the cooperation. I’ll contact you when I arrive in Hong Kong.”

Riman hung up the phone.

And fell into contemplation.

‘What on earth has to be done for Lancelot to go missing?!’

Lancelot’s disappearance.

It was an incident that had never occurred even once in

where all sorts of events appeared.

That sothing that had never happened in the ga occurred.

That ant, at so point, the history of this world had changed.

Then who changed history?

‘...There is no existence capable of doing that other than .’

Riman knew almost all the flow and future of this world, and its possibilities.

Therefore, Riman was also the only one who could influence this flow itself.

Because the only one who can change the flow of a water stream is the one who can observe the shape of the waterway from outside the water.

‘Then among the things I did, what beca the cause of Lancelot’s disappearance?’

He pondered about this for a mont, but Riman soon stopped.

Because among the things he did after coming here, there were too many ‘things he hadn’t done in the ga’.

Contemplating which of those deeds was causally connected to Lancelot’s disappearance was, in fact, almost impossible.

And above all......

‘The cause is not important right now.’

What was important was that if Lancelot died by any chance, everything would co to nothing.

So he had to secure Lancelot in a living state.

Nothing was more urgent and important than these imdiate tasks.

‘Interpretation cos later. What is important is solving the problem.’

Riman opened his laptop imdiately.

The laptop he bought a while ago.

Riman looked up flight tickets to Hong Kong imdiately.

He didn’t care about the price at all.

Anyway, money was overflowing.

Searching for tickets like that, the feeling was strangely novel.

Because mories of the old days, that is, his past life, ca to mind.

‘Back then, booking months in advance to buy a slightly cheaper flight ticket was the daily routine.’

Anyway, Riman searched for the ticket that could depart the fastest.

And found a quite suitable ticket.

But.......

“Huh.”

An unexpected difficulty blocked Riman.

“Damn it, such a problem.......”

A problem occurred where he absolutely could not arrive in Hong Kong within the target ti.

“What to do.......”

Would it have been about a minute contemplating like that.

A solution suddenly ca to Riman’s mind.

“Right, where would I use connections if I just let them sit.”

Riman called Pyo Seok-jung imdiately.

* * *

A hotel banquet hall sowhere in Seoul.

A publication ceremony for a certain National Assembly mber’s autobiography was being held there.

Obviously, the protagonist of this event wasn’t the autobiography.

Anyway, in an era where the average number of books read per year per adult in South Korea converged to 0.1, books had little aning.

And even the Assembly mber himself who published that autobiography wasn’t the protagonist of this event.

The protagonist of the event was this event itself.

High-ranking figures from all walks of life, including the political and business worlds, gathered in one place.

The dense entanglent and antagonism of these nurous powers, and the communication and tensions exchanged between them were the essence and protagonist of this event.

Of course, even amidst that, there was a person receiving particular attention.

Current Seoul Mayor Pyo Seok-jung.

Since a person who had retired suddenly struck his way up to the center of power, he couldn’t help but receive attention.

Then a man approached Pyo Seok-jung.

“It’s been a long ti seeing you in a place like this.”

He was a man who looked much younger than Pyo Seok-jung.

His na was Choi Il-seo.

An entrepreneur leading a business of considerable scale, a mber of Cha Hak-jun’s faction, and one of his closest aides.

In short, a person who had no choice but to be at odds with Pyo Seok-jung.

However, Pyo Seok-jung accepted even such a person’s handshake with a smile.

“Long ti no see, Representative Choi.”

“Haha, I was surprised to hear you suddenly returned to politics.”

“Life eventually makes you return to the work you must do. There must be sothing called fate.”

“Fate, you say.”

One corner of Choi Il-seo’s mouth twitched.

“Isn’t it that you dragged in the word fate to decorate your greed?”

There was an edge to the end of Choi Il-seo’s sentence.

At the sa ti, strength firmly entered Choi Il-seo’s hand holding Pyo Seok-jung’s hand.

Choi Il-seo spoke in a low and cool voice while holding onto Pyo Seok-jung.

“...With what thought on earth did you return. Ah, and, what did you do with Mayor Cha Hak-jun?”

“Why do you ask

about a person who went missing on his own?”

“Lies.”

Choi Il-seo thrust his face close to Pyo Seok-jung and said.

“You are the one who benefited the most from Mayor Cha Hak-jun’s disappearance, yet you really have no relation?”

“First, the current Mayor is . Cha Hak-jun is the forr Mayor. Please learn manners regarding titles before coming back.”

“Don’t change the subject and answer my question?”

Choi Il-seo was behaving quite emotionally.

Emotion can be a good motive for politics, but it cannot be a good tool.

Therefore, this act of his could never be considered rational.

Even Pyo Seok-jung had blatantly announced the military force of his faction through Riman.

Nevertheless, Choi Il-seo did not back down.

A mad dog that doesn’t asure front and back.

A person who climbed to this position by biting and killing opponents much stronger than himself.

That was the human called Choi Il-seo.

“Answer. What did you do with Mayor Cha Hak-jun.”

“Is there a reason I should answer you, Representative Choi?”

“Reason? There isn’t. So I’m trying to make one for you.”

STOMP.

Soon, three n ca and stood behind Choi Il-seo’s back.

People emitting unusual glints in their eyes at a glance.

Those murderous glints were staring exactly at Pyo Seok-jung.

Pyo Seok-jung said.

“...There must be quite a lot of eyes watching here, is it okay?”

“It’s okay. Because it won’t be visible to the eyes.”

“......!”

WHOOSH!

At that mont, Pyo Seok-jung felt an invisible pressure wrapping around him.

It was a kind of telekinesis.

That is, an obvious action of mana.

Circumstantially, it was clear that it was an ability exerted by those standing behind Choi Il-seo.

Choi Il-seo released Pyo Seok-jung’s hand and said.

“Do you know that? There are two doors leading to this banquet hall. And high-sensitivity mana detectors are installed at those doors?”

“......!”

Pyo Seok-jung read the implication contained in Choi Il-seo’s words at once.

Due to the existence of mana detectors, mana users cannot enter this banquet hall.

But Choi Il-seo openly brought mana users in with him.

This ant that there were people here who condoned the entry of mana users and turned off the detectors.

That is, it ant that powerholders still hostile to Pyo Seok-jung were mixed in here.

Because of Riman’s laboratory subjugation case that happened a while ago, most people folded their hostility toward Pyo Seok-jung.

Having gotten scared of Riman’s overwhelming military force, that is.

However, there existed those who did not withdraw their hostile intent despite that.

And the head of that was exactly Choi Il-seo.

So the action Choi Il-seo was doing right now was an obvious threat.

A threat that no matter what military force you possess, we can tightening the noose around you.

Pyo Seok-jung said.

“...The threat isn’t sophisticated.”

“Pretending to be dignified while trembling inside isn’t very sophisticated either?”

“Trembling? ?”

Pyo Seok-jung chuckled without realizing it.

Unlike Choi Il-seo’s assumption, Pyo Seok-jung wasn’t particularly trembling inside either.

Because there was more than enough reason not to tremble.

BANG!

At that ti, soone kicked the door wide open with a loud noise.

There stood the reason Pyo Seok-jung wouldn’t tremble.

It was Riman.