"Dear Librarian, how is your health?"

"It's much better now. Thanks to the healer with special abilities, I completed the hospital treatment safely."

"Good. A young man should take care of his health. You'll be a father in a few years. Don't worry too much about work. I've handled everything, so just do as you used to."

"Thank you very much. By the way, there was a master brewer near the place I went for recuperation. Do you like old-fashioned medicinal liquor? I received it as a gift, but I don't drink..."

"Ahem. Well, you didn't have to..."

Even though the parachute appointee was on sick leave for 14 days, there was no big problem.

A sick person left their position, but it didn't cause significant issues. He was absent during the quietest period, and most importantly, by coming back and smoothing things over, no major problems arose.

"Was there any trouble during my absence?"

"Trouble? The trouble was overseas. Thailand was in chaos. Really, there are so many crazy things in the world."

It's been over a week since Gyo Berris died, but the talk about Thailand still shook the world.

"Take care. If you feel unwell, contact me. The scholarship students on the 2nd basement floor were worried about where you went. Heh heh."

After the senior librarian who took over my position went up to the office, I sat at my desk and finally felt like I was back to my routine.

Routine.

People here must have spent the past two weeks normally, but Thailand had a very turbulent two weeks.

The chaos in Thailand during the two weeks was summarized on Hero Wiki, and it reached nearly tens of thousands of characters.

There's no need to reflect on it again.

I was at the center of the incident and directly caused it.

And anyway, if I read it now, it will certainly undergo major revisions within 30 minutes, so I just looked at other reactions on the internet first.

[Something else is needed to restrain the ability users.]

As soon as I entered the internet, a news column caught my eye.

It was a provocative piece about the Laplace Demon incident, from one of the media outlets specializing in hero stories.

"A measure to restrain ability users."

This world, humanity, has researched and implemented many restraint measures.

However, after the chaos in Thailand, public opinion seems to be moving towards seeking 'stronger restraint measures.'

[...The current situation is so severe that 10 S+ grade guardians from the future have come to the past. Therefore, until all Pandemonium demons are gone, we need to maintain a semi-war mindset....]

Semi-war.

Were they actually asking the whole world to maintain a semi-war status, or just the heroes?

Ultimately, since the chaos was caused by ability users, only ability users could counter it. But not everyone could be on standby like the A+ grade marine captain raising red hats at the Marine Academy in Thailand.

[...We must prepare. Moving after an accident occurs is too late. Ultimately, the dead do not return.]

The column concluded neatly.

All humans felt the fear of death and were afraid of dying.

It's normal for the dead not to return, and once you died, it was the end.

But.

'If the dead can return, what would this person say?'

If the dead could come back to life.

Not just one or two, but if 'theoretically' all of humanity could die and come back to life.

Not as mindless zombies, but as undead or something, retaining their intellect and living 'like people.'

For example, if there was someone with the ability to resurrect the dead.

-If you want to die, die! I will live!

-If there's a way to be resurrected, why wouldn't anyone want to do it!

-Whether the place you go after death is heaven or hell, find out for yourself, but I'd rather roll in the mud and live here again!

-So, save us! I don't want to die!!

All of humanity would cling to that person.

In ancient times, even the omnipotent Emperor Qin mobilized all national power to find the elixir of immortality. If such a method existed, not only the powerful but everyone would demand resurrection rights from the one who had it.

And the one with the resurrection right judged like this:

-It's too early for humanity to accept 'resurrection of the dead.'

There was a way to resurrect the dead.

But if it was revealed to the world, people were not ready to accept it.

Great chaos would ensue, so it's better to hide the truth.

In the first place, it's not possible to resurrect dozens or hundreds of people.

The number of people who can be resurrected is about one per year.

And all of humanity would want that one person to be themselves.

Even if it meant taking away something very precious from that target.

Humans were inherently selfish creatures.

Beep beep.

The Wiki was updated.

A rumor-like paragraph was updated in real-time, and I leisurely moved my mouse to the news flash section.

[Laplace's Demon, executed by Goblin.]

The Secret Society declared again.

The Pandemonium demon, the culprit behind the chaos in Thailand, was executed by Goblin.

Evening.

After returning from work for the first time in a long while, I went back to my room and called with my Taeguk Watch.

"Hyera, how are you feeling? Did you eat?"

[Yeah. I drank a lot of milk. It feels like my body is full of milk right now.]

"That's a relief."

Yun Hye-ra, Gunggi, was currently at a pension in Ulleungdo.

Following the same method I used when I talked with Baek Seol-hee last time, I reserved a month-long stay at another hotel but was actually staying at a pension.

"Call me if you need me. I'll take the boat to Ulleungdo on the weekend."

[No, no. Your friends on Sejong Island are probably waiting to meet you. I've had you to myself for the past 15 days, so it's fine. I want to focus entirely on recovering now since I've been granted leave.]

While recovering mana in a mana recovery hot spring, Yun Hye-ra was currently resting under the 'leave order' given by the Chief.

[I won't be able to go out at least until the end of July. Well, you can come if you want, but I can't give you any magic power?]

"What if I come to give you some?"

[That's always welcome.]

Gunggi's team was working, but Gunggi herself could not be called upon, and measures were taken to ensure she did not step forward.

[If you need strength, you'll have to call someone else.]

Even if I needed Gunggi's strength, I could not use her magic power at all.

In Gunggi's case, the term 'magic power' could be likened to 'the power of existence.'

Although not exactly the same, the context was that if a person who maintained their self with magic power used all of it and lost their self, they would lose their existence was similar.

Therefore, Gunggi was on vacation.

[Regarding me, I think your officer will explain well. Hehe. Is it today?]

"...Yes. It seems they will arrive soon."

Sparkle.

A bead in the room began to sparkle with a golden light.

"Speak of the devil. Hye-ra, rest well then."

[Yes. Take care, too.]

The call ended.

After drawing the curtain beside the life-sized ice doll standing by the wall next to the bed, I also drew the blackout curtains on the window to ensure no one could see inside from outside.

"......."

About 10 minutes later.

As the light in the air began to shimmer, Yumir appeared in light indoor clothes, looking slightly tired.

"I'm here. This is for you, teacher."

"You didn't have to bring it."

"I didn't buy it. I brought it directly from my room."

"...I thought you bought it since it's in a plastic cup."

"Hehe."

Yumir teleported into my room with drinks and snacks in hand.

"How's your mana? Are you okay?"

"I didn't use much, so I'm fine. Actually, you used more mana than I did. The Gunner of Magic Bullets, Hesed Black Ward, and even Goblin."

"You say it so openly."

"Hehe. There's nothing to hide now."

"That's true."

As someone overflowing with mana, she quickly recovered all her energy despite fighting the Pandemonium demon last time.

"Do you want some of my mana?"

"Hye-ra also said that, and now you?"

"Hye-ra unnie was just setting the mood, but I can actually give it to you."

Yumir folded her arms under her chest and lightly shrugged her body.

"Do you want some?"

"It's better to fully recharge through natural recovery rather than getting it from someone else. Last time there was an emergency, so I gathered power in a hurry."

"Then, you can use it or drain it as needed later."

"I'll ask if it gets urgent. Besides, your purpose isn't just to supply mana but to be patriotic, right?"

"......Hehe."

Yumir smiled, squinting her eyes.

"If you found out, you should accept it quietly, right?"

"Are you going to study after supplying magic power?"

"Isn't patriotic study also study?"

"Sigh. I never thought you would be such a patriotic girl."

Where did the protagonist from the original story go, who built iron walls and kept his distance from harem girls?

"It's not that I'm full of patriotism, it's just that I like doing it with you, teacher."

"......."

"Just now, you flinched a little, right? Caught you."

Ah.

In fact, I was not very interested in men, but if it was a woman, I was quite active.

"Why so impatient?"

"I also want to quickly study with you, teacher, and learn the secret of resurrection through patriotism."

"...That's something else."

"But it's something that can be prepared for. Like the Chief of the Secret Society, I can also bind spirits to the ground in case someone dies."

Yumir placed one hand on her chest.

"Necromancy, Necromancy."

In a world of special abilities.

"If you don't teach me, I'll develop it on my own. If you die later, I'll embed your spirit into my body and reincarnate you!"

"Hey."

"I'm serious."

"......And the baby's father?"

"Um... you?"

Of course, it's possible.

"If you impregnate me, maintain the embryo, then die and infuse your soul into the embryo...?"

Resurrection of the dead as well.

"As long as the memory isn't lost, it's reincarnation!"

If you understood the principle, 'anyone' could do it.

- - -Chapter 272: Resurrection Of The Dead (2)- - -

The Chief was able to bind the souls of the dead to the earth.

This was called the Resurrection of the Dead (Soul), and since there were no other methods of resurrection, it was simply referred to as Resurrection of the Dead.

There were certain conditions to use this ability.

First, the deceased must be an ability user.

Mana was required to maintain the body after death, that was, the 'spiritual body.'

Using this mana, they could maintain their ego and exert some physical force.

With S+ grade mana control, they could live a daily life and even engage in battles as they did in life.

So, did ordinary people have no chance at all?

That was not the case.

It was possible for ordinary people too.

But could a being who couldn't feel mana in life suddenly feel it after death?

It might be possible with a miraculous probability of 1 in 6 billion, but for the most part, it was impossible.

And they would disappear.

So, those who can be revived through the Chief's Resurrection of the Dead must be ability users.

Second, it must be done immediately after death.

According to the Chief, the golden time was a maximum of 10 minutes.

The Resurrection of the Dead must be used before the soul leaves the deceased body.

Whether they screamed 'I'm not dead!' or accept their death, as long as they could maintain their ego, Resurrection of the Dead was possible.

Third, they must accept that their soul would be bound to the Chief.

The mana used to form the spiritual body initially belonged to the Chief, and the ability to keep the soul bound to the earth was also the Chief's.

To prevent the spiritual body from recklessly possessing someone else's body, or even if it did, to ensure it could not target the Chief's body, minimum measures were needed.

Thus, the four executives revived by the Chief, the four villains, the four 'dead S-classes' could not possess the Chief's body.

They understand why this was, and the Chief would not revive a traitor as a spiritual body in the first place.

Since they were revived as executives of the Secret Society, those chosen were individuals with the personality to devote their lives and best efforts to conquering the world for the Secret Society.

And the most important fourth condition:

The Chief's Resurrection of the Dead could only be used once a year.

First, she revived Chaos to her side.

Then she revived Doul, Docheol, and Gunggi, establishing the four-executive system two years ago.

The most recent use was just before Christmas last year, reviving Gwang Ik Gong, an S-class in Korea, using the secret of Resurrection of the Dead.

These were the instances of the Resurrection of the Dead that the Chief had used so far.

Each use consumed so much mana that she had to lie in bed for a month.

Although it depended on her efforts, she always lived a limited life.

And if those revived ended up using up all their mana for some strange reason and disappeared or acted against the interests of the Secret Society?

There was no need to revive them.

No reason to revive them.

Above all, if she kept the dead bound to her body, one day one of the souls might take advantage of a moment of weakness to seize her body.

That was the Resurrection of the Dead (Soul) until now.

And then I appeared, creating a new method:

Resurrection of the Dead (Patriotism).

Unlike the Chief's method, which allowed for immediate revival, it took at least 10 months to revive.

However, instead of existing as a spiritual body, they were reborn with a physical body.

So it should be called Resurrection of the Dead (Rebirth).

We had established that theory.

But we had not yet tested it.

The reason was one:

The 'time' had not yet come.

Even if we were to implement it, it would not be possible this year.

The Chief had no intention of using Resurrection of the Dead (Rebirth) this year.

So it was a bit surprising.

Yumir said that if I were to die, she would use Resurrection of the Dead (Patriotism) for me.

...Even though it would be a self-rebirth from myself.

"...So Yumir, you would be my mother then?"

"That's right. Come on, teacher. Try calling me mom."

"Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call you 'mama'? Since I would be reborn as a baby."

"A baby? Ah, oh! Then I'd have to raise you from before you could even walk!"

As Yumir piled up theories about the Resurrection of the Dead, she finally realized the harsh reality.

"Moreover, I'd have to change your diapers and feed you whenever you're hungry...."

"If I were reborn with my adult memories, that would be so humiliating I'd probably lose my mind."

"Wow... That would be really exhausting. Living comfortably as a spiritual body versus starting over as a baby. At least until you can act independently, it would be extremely tough."

"Of course."

In many reincarnation stories, especially those starting from infancy, that's how it was.

'No reincarnation story carries on about the early years for more than one volume.'

No reincarnation story narrated the events from ages 1 to 5.

They all skipped the hardships of childhood.

They might depict parental love or show the mother nurturing them in some shadowy moments, or mention training mana from infancy, creating a magic circle in their heart for a few chapters.

But by no later than chapters 6 to 9, they usually started acting like little adults and the main story began.

That's how it was in novels.

But this was reality.

"Being reborn without memories just means the soul is the same, but it's essentially a different person. If you want to maintain the same ego, you need to retain your memories. Reincarnating with a physical body involves these kinds of issues."

"It's complicated.... What if we seal the memories until the age of seven and then awaken them?"

"Such convenient developments don't come easily."

Reincarnating with an ability was already complex and challenging, and adding more conditions would make it even closer to impossible.

"Alright, Yumir. Now that we understand the difficulties faced by those involved in the Resurrection of the Dead, let's talk about 'others'."

"......."

Yumir swallowed hard and adjusted her posture.

We had discussed the theoretical aspects of the phenomenon, but now it was time to consider its societal impact.

"Assume we can revive one person every year. What means and methods would people use to become that one person?"

"......."

"With money? The world's wealthiest would bring all their property deeds to be reincarnated. The person who gets reincarnated would be happy. But what about everyone else?"

"Humans are envious and jealous of what they don't have."

"Right. If you, Yumir, were potentially my mother, people would whine about it. Not just whine, they'd be so jealous of what they can't have that they'd want to bring down a meteor on Earth."

"Oh, I get that."

"......."

I paused to sip my coffee.

The flower on the decorative cactus was extremely beautiful.

"If Resurrection of the Dead were possible and everyone could do it, and if only two women in the world could do it, what would people do?"

"......."

"They wouldn't say it out loud. But they'd whisper behind their backs, telling them to give birth until all the eggs in their ovaries are exhausted—not their own children, but continuously birthing reincarnations."

"......."

Yumir's expression grew cold.

"What, am I supposed to be a reincarnation factory...."

"Exactly. But there could actually be people who would say such things. On the dark web."

"It's hard to believe such humans exist. It's really disgusting to think we're the same species."

"Just a hypothetical. Well... there will be such people when the time comes."

Her eyes showed she was barely tolerating it because it was me saying it.

"Setting aside the back-alley people who live to crush others, let's talk about the brighter side. How many children would come asking to save their cancer-stricken mothers or bring their dying children for reincarnation?"

"Hearing something so positive after a big shock feels strange. Anyway, isn't it odd if it sounds like 'you have to give birth to resurrect the dead'?"

"That's right. It's not odd. It's natural."

If anyone said such a thing to the Chief, if anyone said, 'Reincarnate me as your son,' I would go and break their skull immediately.

"So, after much consideration, our society decided not to reveal this technology to the world. It's top secret."

The 'self-reincarnation method' Yoon Hye-ra mentioned to Yumir was something we decided to use for ourselves, after our society conquers the world.

"All four executives want to live again. Even if they suffer as babies, they all want to live with physical bodies."

"...Ah! Now I understand. When the sisters said it was good during 'Patriotism' and 'Unity', they meant it that way?"

"Because they feel the sensation of being alive."

Unity, when they possessed my body.

Just feeling their physical body move on their own would make them happy.

Of course, possessing my body wasn't easy, and if their ego clashed with mine, their ego would waver, and since the Chief wouldn't stay still, unity only happened under restricted conditions.

"So, we decided to find another method."

I showed Yumir a picture I had printed in color beforehand.

"......Is this an SF fantasy game?"

"No. It's real. In terms of alchemy, it's a 'homunculus', and in SF future world fantasy, it can be called an 'avatar'. Both mean 'a human body that a soul can possess'."

In the photo.

In each large circular glass tube, human-shaped beings were submerged in green liquid.

"Someday, our society will release the Resurrection of the Dead to the human world. Not immortality, but life extension. One of the four executives, Docheol, is researching that."

In front of the glass tubes, a woman with blue bobbed hair, wearing a white gown, was writing something resembling a research log.

"Our society, when it conquers the world, will reveal this: new bodies that can extend life. Human souls that can settle in spare bodies. In short."

Without overcomplicating things.

"Our society is creating real dolls that can reincarnate."

If the souls of the dead lived in real dolls with all human organs, it could be called the Resurrection of the Dead.

"It's called [Rebirth Doll]."

By the way.

The one who provided this idea.

It's me.

==Chapter 273: Resurrection Of The Dead (3)==

At that moment, somewhere on Earth.

Rumble.

Inside a laboratory filled with glass containers brimming with green cultivation fluid.

In a space larger than an average small to medium enterprise factory, a woman walked past the rows of glass containers on either side.

Thud, thud.

Wearing nearly fluorescent green slippers, a blue-haired woman in a white coat shuffled along, flipping through paper research charts, adjusting her glasses, and gritting her teeth.

"Tsk. What a pity."

The woman clicked her tongue and tapped the data in the charts with a pen.

"Customization is key, but for now, we only have default avatars. Ugh, so frustrating."

She continued to fidget with her shoulder-length hair and gritted her teeth again.

The other researchers following her exchanged uneasy glances as she stood before a larger, grander, glass container than the others.

"Sigh. The cost to create just this one is so high."

Inside the glass container was a girl with golden hair, curled up and floating in the cultivation fluid.

Her vacant blue eyes matched the woman's hair color but lacked any sign of life.

"Dr. Jang?"

"Y-Yes!"

A man called Dr. Jang stepped forward.

"'Project Goldwing' takes top priority over any other project, you understand?"

"Y-Yes. Our team is giving it our all."

"Giving it your all is good, but results should come first, shouldn't they? Compared to last month, it seems like we're still stagnant."

"T-That is...."

He was a middle-aged man with a balding head, who could only cower before the much younger woman's authoritative demeanor.

"Just give us a little more time...."

"Time? Alright. What day is it in 2025?"

"...June 6th."

"Right. June. Since Gwang Ik Gong died before Christmas, it's been about five months since this project started. That's roughly over 150 days, right?"

"...Yes."

Dr. Jang and the other researchers hung their heads low.

"How much budget was spent over 150 days?"

"...200 billion won."

"Right. 200 billion. And what we've created with that 200 billion is this. This."

Tap, tap.

The woman tapped the glass container with her finger.

"Creating it is good. The results? Very impressive. It fits the purpose very well. You all have shown excellent results. Here, here, and here."

As she pointed, the lights behind the glass containers flickered.

"Perfect resurrection dolls. Even E-class ability users can live in these bodies if they stay within Korea, relying on the natural mana recovery here."

Behind her, besides the blonde girl, there were numerous women, all curled up naked in the cultivation fluid.

"Amazing, really. While the default male and female bodies still haven't moved past the base, these cute girls look like something out of a magical girl squad, with their varied hair and eye colors. It's blinding. Well, the chest armor being E-class, I understand."

The common point was that they all had small physiques and modest mana pouches.

"Once clinical trials are over, they can be commercialized immediately. Truly outstanding, the work of the world's best scholars. Even the Chief will be pleased."

"Heh, hehehe.... You're too kind."

Though their eyes seemed vacant, they looked like they could move if their souls were just inserted.

"But...."

Crack.

"Why do you keep making cute girls with flat chests!!"

As the woman's face twisted with rage, the researchers blushed and bowed their heads even lower.

"You complain about creating a single male body but go crazy working overtime to make cute girls!"

"T-That's because...!"

"Are you thinking that people will enjoy it if all the bodies we supply to humanity are just cute girls!"

Shrrk!

"I, Docheol, won't allow this!"

Docheol threw the chart to the floor.

"Are you planning to turn everyone who resurrects into magical girls!!"

"T-That's not the case...."

"Then what!"

"Isn't there the most demand for it...?"

Dr. Jang cautiously suggested.

"Men will probably want to live as another gender after death, and women would want to live in a prettier, younger form."

"Oh, so?"

"The various cute girl avatars are not due to our preferences, but to anticipate future consumer demand...."

"You just want to resurrect as cute girls, don't you?"

"......."

The researchers didn't answer.

"...Sigh. Seriously, aren't you guys too much? As a fellow man, isn't this too much? Even I, as a woman, feel pity."

Docheol tapped the glass container holding the blonde girl.

"Even if the outer appearance is female, you could at least attach male organs. What are you planning by adding more holes inside? Put some equipment in there?"

"N-Not attaching equipment, but forming the texture from the inside...."

"Ugh, perverts."

In response to Docheol's swearing, Dr. Jang and the researchers could only scratch their heads and laugh awkwardly.

"Hey. You're trying to resurrect a man who died fighting for the world, and you want to bring him back as a blonde, blue-eyed girl?"

"......It's not that we're slacking off or doing a shoddy job. The first successful case just happens to be the body behind you."

"......."

"Please believe us. We are always doing our best...."

"Really?"

"Of course. As researchers of the Secret Society, we are always doing our utmost."

The researchers lifted their heads proudly.

Their faces shone with a strong sense of duty, and seeing this, Docheol sighed deeply and picked up the materials she had thrown on the floor.

"Alright. Then show some real results. It's fine to have bodies ready for S-class ability users, but we need to match the genders first. Instead of upgrading female bodies grade by grade, develop male bodies as well. How can female bodies be at A-class, but male bodies aren't even D-class? Huh?"

"Well...."

Dr. Jang looked at the other doctors.

Although it wasn't intentional, everyone on this team was male.

"...This is driving me crazy, seriously."

Do-cheol covered her face with one hand.

"If Gwang Ik Gong is on the brink of disappearing and we don't have a male body ready, what will you do then?"

"Well...."

The doctors pointed their chins towards the glass container behind Docheol.

"Given the situation, it's not like we can be picky."

"If it's Gwang Ik Gong, he will surely adapt well to a female body."

"Even a maid outfit...."

"Sigh."

Docheol closed her eyes.

"How did only these perverts gather for the human body production research...."

Docheol gave up on thinking.

"...A human body that can be possessed with the power of an ability user after death. It's terrifying."

"Yes. It's a field that began in earnest after Gwang Ik Gong's death, so there should be a prototype by now."

It's only been about five months, so even if there's plenty of budget and enthusiastic researchers, it's too soon to be mass-producing samples.

"Whether you call it an android or something else, it's about putting a soul into a body that is human in all aspects except for the soul."

I pointed to Baek Seol-hee's ice doll inside the curtain.

"The components of the body are all the same as a human's. The energy source for the body would be mana instead of electricity, and mana would flow through the body like a liquid instead of blood, but if I can move as I want, isn't that a form of resurrection?"

"It might not be the original body."

"Right, for now. But if technology advances to the point where every household has a backup of their body data, and it can be produced instantly, it will be different."

With ability users able to teleport freely, genetic engineering and superpowers combined would surely create clones or whatever.

"So we should spread this. Rebirth dolls. The idea of reincarnating in a fertilized egg inside someone's womb shouldn't spread."

"...For people who die before the technology is developed, there really is no other option."

"Exactly."

It's a harsh and cruel reality, but there were too many things the Secret Society had to worry about.

"So always be careful. If people find out we can resurrect the dead, it will cause unimaginable chaos."

"I understand. Um... but that rebirth doll, you said it's identical to a human? Except for the soul."

"Right."

"If I possess that rebirth doll, I have to live in that body...."

Yumir touched her body and smiled faintly.

"If that body is male, and I die, and the only body available is male, then I'd have to live as a man?"

"...Although it's too early to say what's possible or not with technology, if possession is a one-time thing, you'd have to live in that body until it dies."

"Wow, then."

Yumir covered her mouth with her hand, surprised.

"If people live in new bodies, everyone would try to reincarnate as blonde, blue-eyed girls."

"......."

A world full of TS-reincarnated cute girls.

In such a world, maybe it wouldn't be so bad if a meteor hit it.

==Chapter 274: Resurrection Of The Dead (4)==

If every ability user had a card that allowed them to reincarnate, they would all use that card to reincarnate.

However, since that technology was still in development, it did not apply to those who were dying right now.

Even if that person was the world's strongest, Gwang Ik Gong.

"So, if you reincarnate now, you will become a blonde blue-eyed girl?"

"Yes. Would you do it?"

"...Isn't it better to wait for the technology to develop more, hyung?"

"I think so too."

I came to meet Gwang Ik Gong.

Gwang Ik Gong himself wanted to meet me, and I met him alone in a hotel specially prepared for us in Busan – to be precise, it was the three of us including his secretary, Secretary Kim.

"What do you think, Secretary Kim?"

"I am determined to watch over Gwang Ik Gong in any form of reincarnation. Even if he is reborn as a baby, I am prepared to raise him as a nanny."

"No, that's too much...."

Gwang Ik Gong waved his hand in disgust, but I understood his sentiment.

If something happens to the Chief, I would take care of her even if it means raising her as my own daughter.

That was not much different from what Yumir had told me, that if I died, she would give birth to (?) and reincarnate me.

"So, you're saying you don't want to reincarnate right now?"

Before coming to meet Gwang Ik Gong, I had a conversation with Dochul.

When I had a rare chat with Yumir and asked how the current resurrection technology was progressing, she happened to complain while explaining the development situation.

-The researchers all seem to want to become TS young girls.

-But they have set the mana pockets to the minimum.

-When I asked if it was an issue of fuel efficiency, they said it was a matter of motivation.

-Usually, men would set the mana pocket parameter to the far right.

Her complaint was valid, and I agreed.

Most ability users had mana pockets larger than their own fists.

"So, for now, we won't reincarnate. Noted. I understand your mindset that you don't want to reincarnate as a woman even if you die."

"No, that's not exactly what I meant."

"What? Do you also hope to be something like a trap?"

"What's a trap?"

"Gwang Ik Gong, trap refers to...."

Secretary Kim whispered an explanation of a trap.

"No, hyung. Do you think I want to become a woman? Do you want to see me go crazy? It's not that I want to become a woman, but if necessary, I would consider it. Do you think I'm crazy to want to be a trap?"

Gwang Ik Gong started fuming and would have hit me if I hadn't clarified my words.

"I'm not saying I would use a female body to be a trap, but if there is a necessity to prove Gwang Ik Gong's existence in the world, I would step up."

"For world peace?"

"Of course. If the world needs a female Gwang Ik Gong, I would step up, but if not, I also want to have a choice. Even if I can't resurrect in my previous body, can't I at least have the chance to reincarnate in a man's body?"

"Of course. It's a reasonable proposal. Noted."

He didn't want to reincarnate as a woman.

But if the world needed a female version of him, he would gladly become one.

What a heroic self-sacrifice that was.

"Then let's get to the main point."

"This wasn't the main point?"

"Of course not. After hearing about the current technology development, I just asked your intention briefly."

Anyway.

It wasn't the main topic of meeting Gwang Ik Gong, but I understood his intention.

"Then let me ask Mr. Kim Jin-ho, who is prepared to become a female for the sake of the world, how would you like Gwang Ik Gong to be implemented in the Sephiroth Knights?"

"Aha, that direction."

Gwang Ik Gong shrugged more comfortably than before.

"I just want to appear naturally to the world. Any state is fine. As my middle-aged self, as my ageless self, or even as an old man."

"Any state is fine, what about Gwang Ik Gong as a woman?"

"If a female entity claims to be Gwang Ik Gong, won't people think it's his daughter or disciple?"

"......."

I felt as if I had been hit on the back of the head by his sensible answer.

Living as a villain has made my brain lean that way, making me feel somewhat embarrassed.

"Right. Since you're a person from the future, if an old man or a woman appears, they would think it's Gwang Ik Gong's successor."

"Right. Moreover, that future point, isn't it not yet set in stone how many years into the future it is?"

"That's right. Jean D'Art hasn't revealed his true identity to the world yet."

Only three beings had been revealed.

The Dark Charisma.

Hesed Black War Dragon.

And Jean D'Art himself.

If Gwang Ik Gong were to occupy one more seat here, it would be most appropriate for him to be the head of the Sephiroth Knights, reflecting his honor and respect.

"Then it's simple. If hyung wants to act as Gwang Ik Gong, unless you can change your face, Gwang Ik Gong with a mask would be the way to go, right?"

"If I were to step up as Gwang Ik Gong, yes. But there's one problem."

I pointed between Gwang Ik Gong and myself.

"I'm not someone overflowing with mana like you."

"......."

"Technically, I can replicate everything, but your combat style relies on overwhelming firepower. If I were to imitate you, I would need a week's recuperation to recover mana after each battle."

Gwang Ik Gong and I had distinctly different combat styles.

I was a technician who found the opponent's weaknesses and devised counter-abilities to achieve maximum efficiency with minimal magic power.

But what about Gwang Ik Gong?

"Even Baek Seol-hee would fall short in firepower compared to you. If I imitate you, would it really be effective?"

"But as the Dark Charisma, you smashed Susanoo's head in one blow back then."

"That was because it was the first debut of the Sephiroth Knights. I went all out, borrowing the magic power of three S-class individuals to make a grand entrance."

To put it simply:

If I gathered the magic power of Yumir, Yun Hye-ra, and Hyeon Se-rin to summon the Sephiroth's giant soldier for one strike and exhausted most of my magic power, this man named Gwang Ik Gong could maintain that Sephiroth's giant soldier for at least an hour while fighting at full power.

This guy's magic power was EX-grade.

Even though he died a virgin.

"So, I have a proposal."

"A proposal?"

"Yes. Have you considered taking on a disciple?"

"A disciple...? Someone around you who you can recommend to me as a disciple... Ah."

Gwang Ik Gong snapped his fingers.

"Solar Platina?"

"Yes."

"Perfect candidate. But isn't she with the Society?"

"She's an intern now."

"Does that mean she can leave anytime, or that the Society will take measures to prevent her from finding another job if she tries to leave?"

"The former. The Society wouldn't risk someone who could rise to an executive level."

"Hmm...."

Taking Yumir as Gwang Ik Gong's disciple.

There was no more certain way to establish a successor for Gwang Ik Gong.

"I can teach the combat skills. Even if you decide to vanish from this world rather than becoming a blonde blue-eyed girl, I can teach her the combat skills. You only have to decide one thing."

"Whether to officially recognize Solar Platina or not?"

"Yes."

I proposed a blueprint to Gwang Ik Gong.

"I think Yumir would make an excellent successor. She knows how to use the Society for justice, and she has a more righteous mindset than anyone. If you hadn't ended up like this, you would have considered recruiting her as an S-class colleague in Korea."

"I agree. It's rare to find the ability to purify demons. If that's the case...."

Gwang Ik Gong shook his head.

"Then Yumir should take on the role of Gwang Ik Gong for the Sephiroth Knights."

"That's right. What do you think about taking her as a disciple?"

"Hmm...."

Gwang Ik Gong nodded heavily but also looked displeased.

"I think Yumir is good enough. When she killed Laplace's demon, Gyo Berris, she performed excellently. She's still inexperienced, but with more experience, she'll become a strong ability user."

"I know. She's an incredible gem. I know she'll become an amazing talent in the future."

"Then what's the problem?"

"...It's just...."

With a worried face, Gwang Ik Gong kept scratching his chin.

"Hyung, I'm not being old-fashioned. It's just my personal opinion."

"Go on."

"...Isn't it better for the strongest human to be a man?"

"......."

For a moment, my expression hardened, and Gwang Ik Gong quickly waved his hand.

"No, I mean, in the current society, that's more acceptable. I don't know how the future will unfold...."

"Let's discuss this with the person in question."

"Wait, Yumir is a woman. Hyung. Why am I asking her to be Gwang Ik Gong?"

"I understand. I understand your feelings. But there's one thing you haven't thought of."

I tapped my Taeguk watch.

"Yumir, are you available for a call?"

[Ah, yes. Teacher, what's the matter?]

"If you had to be someone's successor but had to appear as a 'man' to the world, what would you do?"

[...Is that really necessary?]

"Yes."

Yumir.

[Hmm.... I can't artificially reduce my chest, so I guess I'd have to redesign my suit as full-body armor?]

She was willing to become a man for world peace.

"Alright. Then...."

The conclusion was reached.

"You are the successor of the Golden Wings."

Now.

Gwang Ik Gong was Yumir.

[Ah. If I have a daughter, can her son inherit the position of Gwang Ik Gong?]

"Hyung...?"

"......No, it's not that kind of relationship."

"If it's your child, it's approved."

"......."

So it was decided.

The deceased Gwang Ik Gong will be reborn.

In a new form created by the Society and the Sephiroth Knights, with me and Yumir.

==Chapter 275: Resurrection Of The Dead (5)==

I was training Yumir to become Gwang Ik Gong.

After teaching Yumir the combat techniques of Gwang Ik Gong, I prepared her for the day she might need to take on that role.

Ideally, it would be best if Gwang Ik Gong himself could step up, but he physically died last year.

The S+ rank, the world's strongest hero—no, the EX-rank hero Gwang Ik Gong, who the world remembered—perished last year after killing a demon of Pandemonium in a mutual destruction.

And now, I was separately training Yumir in the combat techniques of Gwang Ik Gong.

"Haaa!"

With a shout, Yumir soared high into the sky.

Although the altitude was limited within the barrier, she spread her wings and flew higher, reaching the ceiling of the barrier.

"Here I come!"

Yumir raised one hand high.

At the same time, several orbs shot out from the golden angel wings spread behind her.

Buzz.

The orbs rapidly grew in size, and Yumir extended her hand downward as soon as her magic power reached a certain level.

"Fire!"

Paaaang!

A laser beam shot out from the orb and flew straight toward me.

The golden magic beam flew straight like light, threatening to pierce through my wings and my body.

"Too slow."

I folded my wings and dropped down.

The golden laser passed through where I was, and I wrapped my folded wings around myself like a cloak as I descended.

Paaang!

I changed direction by striking the ground hard with one wing.

Descending almost to the point where my body touched the ground, I spread my wings and slowly gained altitude like an airplane.

"Gwang Ik Gong is not a mere aerial battery. It's like a Top Gun."

"Ugh...!"

"It might not be familiar, but think of yourself as a fighter jet!"

Magic power burst from the wings spread behind me.

Just like a jet increasing speed by expelling flames, I increase my speed by releasing magic power behind me.

"Haaa!"

Yumir raised her hand again.

This time, she released more and larger orbs from her wings, tracking me with her eyes.

"I will definitely shoot you down!"

Pabababang!

The lasers rushed towards me.

Some directly targeted me, while others predicted my flight path and shot accordingly.

[Isn't that dangerous~?]

The voice ringing in my head was full of mischief, but there was no real tension.

[Need help?]

"No. I'm fine."

Because I could easily dodge without her help.

Flutter.

I folded my wings and dropped down briefly.

As I twisted my body and unfolded my wings again, a golden laser narrowly grazed my shoulder and cut through the air.

"Damn it...!"

"You know you haven't hit me even once yet, right?"

"That's cheating! How can a person fly so freely like that!"

"You, Yumir, who overflows with magic power, shouldn't be saying that."

I injected more magic into my wings and flew higher.

The color of the magic trailing behind me was close to jade, but the method was clearly that of Gwang Ik Gong.

"Got you."

"Ugh...!"

I dove straight toward Yumir from below and grabbed her waist.

"Earth Throw."

"That's not a Gwang Ik Gong technique!"

"Correct. It's just that no one has used it before."

Then, holding Yumir, I made a big circle and descended.

"Ugh...!"

Yumir released magic power, trying to break free from my grasp.

But the magic power emanating from my entire body overwhelmed her, and she bit her lower lip.

"Tch...!"

I too was restricted.

If we fought as usual, Yumir would surely come up with a solution, but under these limited constraints, she was cornered.

"How does Gwang Ik Gong fight in close combat?"

"...!"

"Yes. It's too late to respond now."

Normally, this would end with throwing her to the ground.

"It's over."

But I gently landed on the ground, holding Yumir.

"Rest for a bit."

"Haa, haa, haa."

Yumir sprawled on the ground.

Although the field was overgrown with weeds, she lay there, breathing heavily.

"Really, how is that possible...?"

"I learned it. From Gwang Ik Gong himself."

I fold my wings and land on the ground.

The 'green light' wings spread behind me were very different in color from the original, but their shape was identical to the iconic 'golden wings' of Gwang Ik Gong.

"After Gwang Ik Gong died and was resurrected, he gave me a USB containing his combat techniques. He had already taken out insurance, asking me to replace him."

"When?"

"Before I entered the academy."

While staying in a monthly rental room in Busan, I secretly met Gwang Ik Gong while watching a movie with Baek Seol-hee.

At that time, I absorbed all of Gwang Ik Gong's combat techniques.

"Gwang Ik Gong's combat style can be divided into four categories: long-range, mid-range, and two types of close-range."

"Isn't it just a difference in distance?"

"No, each distance involves different attacks. From there, it branches out into dozens, hundreds of combat techniques. For example...."

I spread my wings and ascended into the sky again.

"One of the long-range attacks feels like this."

I spread my wings.

The wings, emblematic of Gwang Ik Gong, resembled angel wings.

"Wide-area annihilation type."

I created orbs from the wings and launched bombardments.

"Gwang Ik Gong Beam, ready to fire."

Paaaang!

"This part remains unchanged, right?"

"Yes. At this point, just firing it would be the end."

"But you can add one more thing."

Massive amounts of magic power gushed out from the light orbs created by the wings.

While the magic power simply flew out from the orbs in the wings, the amount was something an ordinary ability user could never withstand.

"Although not here, in the city, it can be used like this."

"Huh, a mirror...?"

"Yes."

Facing the sky, I scattered the mirror shards created by the Goblin Bat.

Simultaneously, I aimed a magic beam at the scattered mirror shards.

"Fire."

Paaaang!!

As soon as the beam flew towards the mirror, it was reflected off the mirror and flew in different directions.

Zzzzzt!

Green lasers shot out in all directions except where Yumir and I stood, turning the entire field into a mess of magical light.

"Wow..."

"You can do it too."

"No, I can, but it seems a bit difficult to do it exactly like this."

Yumir was in awe of my exact replication of Gwang Ik Gong's technique.

"Teacher, did you get private lessons from Gwang Ik Gong?"

"Of course not. I just watched and learned by stealing glances. Eventually, I made it my own after he taught me the technique."

"Then, teacher..."

"Look."

I pointed to my hair.

Among the white strands of hair, a single black streak was showing.

"Right now, I'm backed up by Doul, but without that backup, my magic beam wouldn't be stronger than a handgun shot."

"You mean the water stream gets weaker?"

"It's not exactly that, but you can interpret it similarly. Just like a water tank needs a lot of water for a strong stream."

Currently, I could shoot strong magic beams by borrowing magic power from elsewhere.

Specifically, I was borrowing magic power from Doul, Hyeon Se-rin.

In the state of 'union.'

"Haa. How about you become the next Gwang Ik Gong, teacher?"

"No. My magic power is not golden."

If anything, it was closer to black.

I could manifest the color by borrowing magic power from others, but it's not always easy.

"I can feed you mana every day, teacher, so you can live with golden magic power-"

Smack.

A sharp sound echoed from the back of Yumir's head.

"This girl can't stop talking nonsense."

It wasn't me who said that.

Nor did I hit her.

It was another presence that struck her.

"Hey. If you keep acting like that, your sisters will scold you harshly."

"Ugh, ugh...."

"No matter how much you want to, you shouldn't say things like that at such important moments. When it's time to learn seriously, you have to learn seriously, don't you?"

"That may be true, but."

Hyeon Se-rin, who emerged from my body, began to discipline Yumir.

"There's no one else who teaches you this meticulously anywhere else, right? Did anyone at the academy teach you their techniques in such detail? No, right? We take goblin tutoring seriously, so what should we do if you keep saying things like that? Hmm?"

"Ah, ahaha, sorry, sister...!"

"Does your mana pouch have patriotism in it? Should I squeeze it out? Hmm?"

"If, if you're going to squeeze it, why not let the teacher do it... Eeek?!"

Hyeon Se-rin quickly grabbed Yumir from behind.

In an instant, she seized Yumir's mana pouch and started shaking it, leaving me at a loss for words.

Hmm.

It was quite impressive.

"Uh, sister...! Le, let's make an alliance! Anyway, both you and I will lose if we fight the teacher!"

"She's talking about patriotism again. How can a kid have nothing but patriotism in her head? Is patriotism everything?!"

"It is everything!"

Yumir began to argue back.

"I'm doing this for patriotism, so what's wrong with having a head full of patriotism! It's not like I'm being patriotic with someone else, I'm being patriotic with the teacher!"

"Haa. This kid is really hopeless. Manager Do, say something. You're the one who turned her into a patriotism parrot."

"Good things are good."

Honestly.

"Learning Gwang Ik Gong's combat techniques might be less valuable than one act of patriotism. Who knows... you might come up with new techniques."

Practicing combat techniques might be less beneficial than patriotism.

"But, I have a hypothesis I want to test."

"...What is it?"

"Union."

Until a moment ago, I was united with Hyeon Se-rin.

"It might be possible with Yumir."

"Of course, the yin-yang union-"

"Not with me."

But maybe.

"You two."

What if Yumir and Hyeon Se-rin could unite?

==Chapter 276: Resurrection Of The Dead (6)==

For these 'former' maiden ghosts, who were both spirits and in a ghostly state, to gain physical power, they obviously needed magical power.

But this was a story based on the world of abilities, and naturally, if we talked about ghosts, gaining physical power typically involved possessing someone's body.

In movies where exorcists were active, just like an evil spirit possessed a girl's body to act, these ghosts could also possess someone's body.

But did that possession go as they wished?

There was a significant problem here.

The ghost was an ability user.

And that ability user was a being with a highly developed brain, having a cognitive and perceptual range different from ordinary people.

Would it be possible for such an ability user to properly possess an ordinary person's body and brain?

Not at all.

The body was unstable to accept the mind of an ability user, so even if an ability user possessed it, the body would soon burst.

Moreover, if the possessing entity was an S+ grade ghost, at least an S-grade ability user was required to endure the possession.

But would such an S-grade ability user willingly offer their body?

Unless they intentionally offered their body, or if they did not become a medium like me to allow possession, no ability user would voluntarily offer their body.

In other words.

If the body had no problem accepting the soul of an S+ grade ability user.

If the owner of such a body had no problem accepting the soul.

If these two conditions were met, there was no big problem with possession.

But.

"I didn't expect this."

"Wow...."

Yumir admired, looking at her green glowing eyes in the mirror.

"Why is that? Teacher's hair and eye colors changed to match Se-rin's, but not mine."

"I'm being consumed by Se-rin, and you consumed Se-rin."

"Hey. I'm still alive, you know?"

"Hmm.... It's really weird to hear two people talking with one mouth."

Unlike when I merged with Hyeon Se-rin, Yumir still maintained her brilliant golden hair.

It's natural.

Yumir had more mana than the other four.

'I didn't expect the hypothesis to hit accurately.'

Honestly, I didn't think the possession would succeed.

I thought it would fail even if we tried.

Yumir was the protagonist, and it's unimaginable to possess the protagonist's body.

But now that it's actually achieved, I couldn't help but be amazed.

"How do you feel now?"

"Who are you talking to?"

"Me? Or Yumir?"

The voices of both followed each other.

As soon as Yumir spoke, Hyeon Se-rin immediately followed, and the trailing voice was Hyeon Se-rin's.

"...Hyeon Se-rin, try speaking without using mana. Yumir, you hold your mouth for a bit."

"...Ah, ah. Hmm. How does it sound now?"

"Yumir. Without mana, I can't tell who is who."

"Right. Wow, this body is really amazing. Look at the size of the mana pocket."

"You're talking about mana, right?"

Hyeon Se-rin, fully possessing Yumir's body, marveled at her, Yumir's, body while touching it.

"It's even bigger than when I was alive."

"When you were alive, wasn't it your body?"

"Yeah, that's right. Still, this size is really enormous. If it were a bit bigger, it wouldn't be outshone even by the chairman's full power mode."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

I stopped their conversation.

"Se-rin. Could you use some mana to talk?"

"Why?"

"To me, it sounds like Yumir is talking to herself."

If we were to watch this scene in a movie or video, it would seem like the actor playing Yumir was doing a dual role.

Even though the voices were the same, the slightly different tones made it hard to distinguish.

Unless judged by context.

"Really? Ah, can you hear me now?"

"Now it's better. How about the feeling? Do you feel alive?"

"Hmm... It's kind of ambiguous?"

"Is there anything different from when you merged with me?"

"Yes."

Hyeon Se-rin answered vaguely, then spoke firmly as if this part was certain.

"When possessing Yumir, it's less stable compared to possessing Director Do. I have a sense of unease that I can't lead."

"Oh my, when you possess the teacher, you lead?"

"Of course. I mean, leading when moving mana, not the body."

Yumir stretched her arm forward.

It rose awkwardly, as if being forcibly lifted.

"Oh. I get what you mean."

"Could you explain it so that I can understand too, both of you?"

"Simply put, it feels like two people lying together on one bed."

"......."

What kind of metaphor was that?

"The bed belongs to Yumir, but it feels really strange since we're both on the bed together."

"To compare with the teacher, hmm, imagine you and Gwang Ik Gong lying together on the same bed."

"Ah."

I understood.

Even though it felt unpleasant, I understood immediately.

"There's no discomfort if a man and a woman lie on the bed together, but it's kind of weird if two people of the same gender lie together."

No matter how close friends they were, lying together on the bed felt strange.

Usually.

Of course, I had never laid in bed with another man, but just thinking about it made me feel dirty, so I can understand that feeling without having to experience it myself.

"Se-rin seems to feel more comfortable in my body."

"It could be because she's used to it, or it could be because someone mentioned that the union is like the union of yin and yang. It might be weird for a female soul to inhabit a male body, but for us, it seems it's not."

"Because you're not trying to take over the body, but rather to help the owner. Still, do you feel alive?"

"Well, a little? It's more uncomfortable than you, but at least I can lie on the bed."

I felt a strange sense of whether to be happy about finding a new host for possession or relieved that it's more uncomfortable than me.

"Huh, what? Were you worried I might possess Yumir's body? Afraid Yumir would devour me?"

"A little."

"You're honest. But I'm still an S+ grade villain, you know? I was a notorious figure in my prime."

More than anything, it felt awkward and unfamiliar to hear Hyeon Se-rin speaking to me with Yumir's face.

"What was your name?"

"Ah, me?"

Hyeon Se-rin answered nonchalantly.

"Are you asking about my hero nickname or the name I had as a villain?"

"...?"

"Oh, you didn't know that. I thought you did."

Hyeon Se-rin shrugged her shoulders casually.

It seemed that during the brief moment when Yumir had a question, Hyeon Se-rin took control of the body.

"I used to be called 'Tigris' when I was a hero."

"...What?"

For a moment, Yumir seemed completely stunned.

And rightly so, the name Tigris was quite famous, especially in Korea.

"Uh, excuse me? Se-rin, isn't Tigris...the S+ grade hero from Korea who went missing?"

"Yes, that's right."

"And then went into exile abroad, and was said to have died fighting a villain there...."

"In Northern Europe, I was known as 'Fenrir'."

Slither.

Hyeon Se-rin began to withdraw from Yumir's body.

Soon, she resumed her original form, and Yumir's eyes returned to their blue color.

"I thought you were talking about Gunggi."

"I only mentioned that I was a villain. I only revealed that she was the Black Flame Phoenix, not about the other executives."

"Loyalty? I'm touched. Haha, introducing myself seems fun."

Hyeon Se-rin grabbed Yumir's shoulders, who was genuinely flustered.

"By the way, I was 19 when I died, so can I call you sister?"

"Not really. You were born in 2001."

"You're strict with this."

Hyeon Se-rin pouted and stepped back.

"Since I've introduced myself, shall we talk a bit about the past? Hmm, what should I talk about? Right. How about a story about being born in this country, expelled from it, and becoming a tainted existence in this country?"

"..."

"Once you hear the story, you'll understand why Gwang Ik Gong wishes to remain the hero Gwang Ik Gong. Whether or not Gwang Ik Gong can actually step forward, they want the existence of Gwang Ik Gong not to disappear."

Although it suddenly became a heavy topic, Hyeon Se-rin's voice remained cheerful.

"He was a being that shone brighter than anyone but had his feet deep in the dirtiest of waters. Oh, no bad meaning. Just someone who took the initiative to clean up the trash for others."

"Telling you to become Gwang Ik Gong is a kind of insurance. Not to inherit Gwang Ik Gong's position as it is. Just the existence of Gwang Ik Gong alone can be an enormous pressure on some people."

"Who on earth...?"

"The darkness of this country."

I pointed to the floor.

"The shadows hiding behind the light of Gwang Ik Gong, committing all sorts of atrocities in the name of the country to elevate Gwang Ik Gong."

"...Are you talking about something like the Illuminati?"

"Yes. It would be better if it were something like that. This side is even more malicious than the Illuminati. For example..."

"People who force patriotism on others just because they don't agree, and when they go into exile abroad, they immediately brand them as traitors. Or those who pour hot broth into the noses of people they don't like using execution squads."

"..."

Yumir's expression began to harden.

"Do they really exist?"

"Of course. Just like the demon Laplace was secretly hiding in Thailand, do you think there wouldn't be any here?"

"There are. People who turn S-grade heroes from this country into traitor villains and make them so resentful that they become ghosts seeking revenge even after death."

Hyeon Se-rin grinned as she put her arm around my shoulder.

"Shadows. Do any names come to mind?"

"...Haegneul?"

"Correct!"

Hyeon Se-rin winked and smiled brightly.

"They fear Gwang Ik Gong the most. He is the only hero they failed to control, and the hero of this country and the world."

"Are you implying there might be a demon behind them...?"

"No."

Something scarier than a demon.

"It's not a demon, but a human. There was a human behind them."

A human.

"From a genuine pro-Japanese family, who went to study in China with the support of the top party, and sold an S-grade ability user baby to North Korea."

A traitor villain.