Chapter 75 Meeting (2).
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Chapter 75 â Meeting (2)
After hearing the news, Melody was so surprised that she went searching for her goddess.
She knelt in front of Ariaâs statue.
"Oh goddess... That man saved other people."
The unbelievable part was the method that he had used to save the people.
"He... His body... He put his body in front of other people... "
Even as she said it, she couldnât believe her words.
"It might be someone else... Yes. It canât be him... â
Melodyâs head was dizzy from the confusion. He looked exactly like the Immortal in her memories, yet he did something that she would have never imagined him doing. She was confused as to whether he was the same person or not.
Her anxiety overlapped over more anxiety, and she felt an enormous amount of stress.
âHeâs someone else. Someone else... â
Sheâd rather wished that was the case.
Melody prayed to her goddess, but there was no answer forthcoming.
*
Minchan wore a clean suit, but his expression looked gloomy. He was waiting for the Titan Guildâs car. He had come out ahead of the appointed time.
âDirector Jung.â
âAh, senior vice president Jung.â
Jung-chansung exited the hotel that was across the street. Afterwards, Baek-jungdo appeared, and he greeted Minchan.
âThereâs no news about Woojin yet?â
âHaha. Heâll probably contact us soon.â
âWhat could go wrong? Isnât he the greatest Roused of Korea? Hahaha.â
âHaha... â
Minchan let out a weak laugh. These people didnât know Woojinâs true nature. His President returned alive after being sent to a planet called Alphen. He was a person, who would charge at a missile, so why would he worry about Woojin Minchan was worried about the unnecessary misunderstandings that might happen.
âHe might even think that the US carried out an attack against him.â
The missile attack happened here. This city was none other than New York. Woojin was shot at with a small missile capable of taking out a building. Minchan was sure that this would cause some misunderstandings.
US Department of Defense wasnât some scarecrow where they would do nothing when a missile was launched in a city like New York.
âPlease donât let there be any misunderstandings.â
Minchan prayed that the US wasnât the aiming for Woojin. If that was true, they had basically crawled into the middle of the enemy territory.
âIâm probably wrong.â
When the world turned chaotic, terrorist attacks continued to occur at a frequent basis. Moreover, the Rousedâs abilities were too fantastic, and there were a lot of terrorist attacks carried out by them. The Roused possessed the ability to access the sub-dimension, so they could even carry a missile in there.
âI hope president also thinks along that line.â
If he considered Wooijnâs past behavior, it wouldnât be strange to see Woojin attack the Pentagon without a momentâs notice.
âSo where is he at... â
He was very worried. It felt like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. If he left a child unattended near a river, he wouldnât feel as nervous as this. It felt like he gave away a button capable of launching a nuke after disguising it as a childrenâs toy.
âItâll probably be boring. Letâs go together.â
Baek-jungdo, Minchan, and Chansung rode in the same car. They headed towards the Titan Guildâs headquarters for the appointed consortium.
The invitation letters were sent out to every guild in the world, and only those with the invitation letters could attend the consortium. The reporters were already gathered around the entrance, and it was like they were attending some award ceremony. They felt like celebrities.
The reporter and his cameraman chased their group down when the reporter realized that they were Korean. The reporter got in their partyâs way.
âMay I interview you?â
âWhat?â
âMr. Kahng-woojin stopped a sickening terrorist attack, which might have killed a lot of innocent people, and I know that you are in the same guild as him... â
âYes. Yes.â
The reporter was speaking too rapidly in English, but Minchan followed the gist of the conversation as he picked up words he knew intermittently.
âSurprisingly, it seems that he is still alive. Do you know where he is? Iâm speculating, but I think he might have been kidnapped by the terrorists. As a fellow guild member, what are your thoughts?â
âThatâs... â
Kidnapping? He didnât think that that was possible.
Minchan decided to give a vague answer.
âMaybe, he might be watching this news. Do you have any words thay you would like to convey to Mr. Kahng-woojin?â
Minchan looked into the camera as he spoke earnestly.
âPresident. I trusted president from the start! Where are you, president? Please come back to me.â
âI was wrong. I thought president made a big mess again. It was my misunderstanding. Please just return safely.â
âThe US government will catch the terrorists. Please just return to us, president. I beg of you. Please, before the incident become much large.â
âYou might cause a war by trying to catch him by yourself. Please come back.â
Minchan sincerely wished for it.
The reporter didnât understand Minchanâs words, since he was giving the message to Woojin in Korean. One of the reporterâs staff approached him to hand a paper with the translated words.
âYes. This is quite surprising. It seems this guild member believes Mr. Kahng-woojin is currently chasing the terrorist... â
Uh? It was just speculation...
Minchan let go of the uncomfortable feeling, then he entered the entrance being guarded by a line of guards.
The large conference room was like the chamber for parliament. It was like an opera theater.
Minchan was surprised, since the Titan Guild possessed a large space like this inside their office. It just reaffirmed the fact that they were the number one guild in the US, so something like this was probably par for the course.
Since the seats were designated beforehand, Minchanâs seat was far away from KH Guildâs Baek-jongdo, and Jung-chansung. The empty seat next to him had a name card for Kahng-woojin. When he saw it, a heavier weight pressed down on Minchanâs heart.
Soon, the Titanâs guild master Deacon appeared on top of the stage.
âI want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for attending this consortium.â
Deacon gave a short greeting, then he looked around at the faces in attendance.
There were people from the Chinese, European, and Japanese Guilds. These guilds were always in competition for the right to be called the best in the world. Even Russia sent two Guilds to the meeting this time.
The Titan Guild had sent 4 invitations to Korea.
They sent it to the 3 large guilds, and Alandal.
Hammer, KH and Alandal were in attendance, but the Hwarang Guild was absent. Moreover, Alandalâs guild master was currently missing.
Deacon paid special attention to the Alandal guild, since Melody spoke about them until his ears was about to fall off.
âThis consortium will deal with a matter too big for the guilds to deal with alone. We will broadcast this event to ask for help from all the Roused on earth.â
The consortium would be shown to the public in a couple of hours. It wasnât a live broadcast, but numerous cameras were placed inside the conference hall to film the consortium.
Deacon gave a short greeting and thank you to each countryâs guilds. Then, he shifted gear to deliver the message about the threat posed by the Dungeons and monsters. His speech heightened the tension in the room.
âThe news I have is about the origin of the Dungeon, which is a mystery to mankind.â
Everyoneâs attention was immediately focused on him.
âWe were able to find out that the Dungeons are acting as a Dimensional Gate. They are currently acting as a bridge between earth and a planet called Alphen. The time difference between here and there is 4 times.â
Deacon took a short breath as he looked at the surrounding people. More than hundred people were focused on him. Moreover, the cameras, which will allow numerous more people to view him, were also on him.
âThe monsters of the Planet Alphen are using the bridge called the Dungeon to invade earth. Humanity has to prevent this from happening.â
Someone yelled out with displeasure in his voice.
âDoes this mean that you want to shut down the Dungeons?"
It was a man from the Daken Guild, who had flourished from the Dungeon Business.
âEven if we destroy the bridge, they will put down a new bridge. It is an impossible task. I invited all of you here to propose a single request.â
He paused before he continued speaking.
âHumanity has to cross the bridge first, and we have to wipe out the monsters.â
Pre-emptive strike.
âInstead of fighting on earth, let us take the fight to them.â
It was an idea quite typical of an American.
If the war happened on Alphen, then they would surely prevent the damage caused by the Dungeon Breaks on earth.
âYou keep saying that the monsters are coming from a planet called Alphen. Is that credible?â
âOf course. We have a living witness, who could corroborate the fact.â
When the door to the conference hall were opened, the Holy Knights entered. Everyone turned their backs to the stage to look at the door.
âI would like to introduce the Holy Maiden of the Aria church. She came from the Planet Alphen to ask for earthâs help.â
Every Roused knew who she was. However, there was different significance in viewing her in the flesh instead of a video.
More Holy Knights walked behind Melody.
She wore a plain nunâs habit that was of a slightly different style than the ones on earth. Still, the plain clothes couldnât hide her elegance and beauty.
She slowly walked down the center aisle of the conference room towards the stage. Hamilton followed behind her.
âI am the Holy Maiden of the Aria church. My name is Melody.â
The people inside the conference room became restless once again when they heard her beautiful voice.
Melody hadnât slept at all yesterday night, but she was still beautiful and overflowing with life. If they accepted her speech, she would be able to save her allies suffering on Alphen.
She had put her life on the line to come here for that sole purpose.
âI am earnestly asking for your help to insure Earthâs safety and peace. Please, help me free Alphen.â
Unlike her words, her attitude was dignified, and her expression was haughty. She had the goddessâ protection, so an unknown air of dignity flowed off her entire body.
âPlease give us some proof. You said you are a Holy Maiden from the Alphen Planet, but you are only a mere Roused on this planet.â
It was still the man from Japanâs Daken Guild. It seemed that he didnât welcome the current staus quo changing. It was understandable, since Japan boasted the most numerous number of subway stations.
There were a lot of casualties, but it was also a new business opportunity. The Dungeon Business was most active in Japan. The Mecca of Dungeon Business leading the world was Japan.
Melody stepped forward on the stage.
A mere Roused?
She was of the 9th Circle. If she converted the term into Earthâs Rank, she was a Rank SS Cleric.
Melody opened both of her arms wide. Light shone from her body, and it filled the conference room. The holy and warm light swept through the entire conference room, and it gave a buff to every single person in attendance.
The Roused clearly felt the change, and even the normal peopleâs bodies were filled with vitality.
âIsnât that proof enough?â
She was haughty and dignified. Those words personified her. The person from the Daken Guild let out a moan, but he wasnât to be deterred. He continued to find fault with her words.
âYou will have to clear my misgivings. Monsters crawl out of the Dungeons. However, a humans can only come back out when they enter a Dungeon.â
The Dimensional Fragment named the Return Stone was a key used to reach Earth. However, the Return Stones werenât the only Dimensional Fragments in existence. There were keys that allowed one to head to Alphen.
She had formed the Holy Knights to search for it.
âThe way will be opened by the me and the Holy Knights. For the safety of earth, you all will have to head towards Alphen. If you hesitate, Earth will be turned in a desolate land like Alphen. It will happen in short order. This is a war to stop Earthâs destruction.â
The heart of some people heated up at the Holy Maidenâs words. Some started pounding on their calculators. Not everyone would join the war from a sense of duty. Those people moved only for money.
She didnât care what their reasons was.
Melody felt relieved as she looked over the people. Her goddessâ words were right.
There were saviors here on earth. These people would once again regain the freedom of the Planet Alphen.
As the door to the conference room opened, a raucous sound leaked in from outside. Between the open door, an Asian man wearing a black sweat suit was standing there. One corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk, and he had a mischievous expression on his face.
âStop spouting bullshit.â
He walked slowly into the conference room. He followed the center path to walk a straight line towards the stage.
He was slow, and very languid.
Everyone inside the conference room focused their gazes on the man.
Some were glad to see him. Some showed curiosity, and there were even some uncomfortable gazes pouring toward the sweat-suit wearing Kahng-woojin.
Melody stood atop the stage.
She was shaking like a leaf.
It worsened as Woojin approached her one step at a time.
It felt like Melodyâs heart was dropping step by step towards the floor.
âIt is him.â
It felt as if she going crazy.
He was really on earth...
Woojin stopped in front of the stage. He looked up at Melodyâs face. She seemed to be in a state of panic.
âIsnât this quite awkward?â
â... â
She couldnât reply since she was too afraid. How many people were killed in front of that smiling face?
If he was oneâs ally, one felt anxiety. If one became his enemy, this man was a calamity.
âI would have never thought that I would have the occasion to look up at you.â
â... !â
The very surprised Holy Maiden Melody got off the stage. The haughty woman moved without any grace. She scrambled down the stage to stand in front of Woojin.
Then.
â!â
Melody started to slowly lower herself to the floor.
âThe King, who rules over the Undead Army... â
Alphenâs language flowed out from Melodyâs lips. One of her knees touched the floor.
âGod of Destruction Thrashâs Champion... â
Then her other knee touched the floor, and she knelt on the floor.
âAlandalâs Monarch....â
She started to slowly bend her waist forward.
Her two trembling hands grabbed Woojinâs sneakers.
âThe Undying... Immortal... â
Her lips touched Woojinâs shoes for a brief moment before her lips fell away.
âAriaâs lowly servant... â
Melody retreated backwards as she walked on her knees. Then, she lowered herself forward as if she was giving a kowtow.
â... gives greetings to you.â
Woojin let out a bright smile as he looked down at her.
âItâs been awhile. Right?â
This was the first meeting between him and his friend, who had come all the way from Alphen to earth.