The Foreigner on the Periphery

He finally came up with the topic. "We are trying to return the wealth of such people to ordinary people. I think Ha Eun-seong can be a big help in the process."  

=Is it me?!=  

To be honest, he would be lying if he said something he didn’t expect, but Ha Eun-Sung felt his mood rise rapidly.  

Red Star? Him? After death?! They were the idols of the slums. This was not a fictional hero in the story. This was a pragmatic hero who reached out his hand to escape the immediate hunger and threat. The woman explained succinctly. The sensitive person who witnessed Ha Eun-sung at the protest site and she had known each other for a long time.  

Then, she "accidentally" first heard the story, she said, and she was very surprised. And it was the content that he came to see himself after having an eyewitness ‘lock down' so that he would never spread it to other people.  

Red Star was paying attention to Ha Eun-sung’s special abilities. The reason for this was easy to guess.

‘Yeah, the exorcism doesn't work for me, so I can break in anywhere. If you avoid the spirit-sensitive person, you won’t even be noticed. But…’  

Even though he was happy to say that, there were only a couple of things he had to point out.  

=Hey, I’m not good at stealing, right?=  

He wasn’t talking about a matter of conscience. Ha Eun-seung raised his arm in the penguin costume. His hands, mimicking wings, passed through the desk. Red Star’s main area of ​​activity was, of course, stealing wealth, but it was fundamentally impossible for Ha Eun-seong.  

As he could not come into contact with matter. To the part pointed out by the ghost, the woman replied: "In today's world, it's common for things that can't be touched to sell for more than things that can be touched."  

= · · · · · · ·Something like information?=  

"That's right." It was hard to convince because of its non-money-related features, but once a mutual agreement was reached with the employer, the ghost would make a great spy. Of course, as the spear developed, the shield also developed, so methods to chase and block ghosts had been continuously studied.  

"Of course, if you help me, I will show my sincerity. After hearing some stories… you say you regularly send money to your living brothers?"  

‘How did you know that?' Unlike most ghosts, Ha Eun-seong needed money, and this seemed to be an incentive to organize the employment contract fairly neatly. Nevertheless, feeling a little wary, he responded cautiously.  

= · · · · · ·By the way?=  

"Excuse me, but I have a question. Do the younger brothers know that it is money from Ha Eun-seong?"  

The younger brothers knew that he was dead, but did not know that he had become a ghost.  

= No, I don’t know. Volunteers send money instead.=  

The woman said calmly. "Then we should also send money anonymously every month."  

= Yes? =  

She then put her sum in her mouth and Ha Eun-Sung felt like he was going to faint.  

= So many?!=  

"Yes. Considering that my younger sisters are all minors, we plan to donate a certain amount each month through a trustworthy foundation rather than sending a large sum of money at once. Of course, we will spare no effort in providing tangible and intangible support. As a starting point, we must first move. I don’t think it’s a good place for two young girls to live.”  

It was said that he had already figured out the address, but Ha Eun-seong’s head was full of thoughts about the amount she said. With enough money, it seemed that he would no longer be concerned about the livelihoods of his younger brothers.  

When he died, the father of the family, the life of his younger brothers became extremely difficult. There was no such thing as a mere state aid, and nothing could be expected of the mother of three. As far as he could remember, his mother never had a job, and when the man he was living with left and life became destitute, he met another man.  

As this happened, again and again, Ha Eun-seong had two younger brothers, each with different fathers. However, the birth mother seemed to have decided to reset once at this point, probably thinking that three was too many. She lost contact with him after leaving her home, leaving her then-husband and her children. Even the angelic orc, the biological father of her youngest brother and stepfather of Ha Eun-seong, died after being shot in the head by a bullet while going to work at four in the morning.  

‘The youngest has just entered high school… Actually, the money I send doesn't even have a ticket. But can I believe it so easily?’  

He wanted to believe and follow it, but at the same time was afraid. What if it was all lies? Even if she was deceived, she herself was a ghost and she was not protected by the law.  

“I’m afraid you’re worried…” She showed her tablet screen. Ha Eun-seong’s eyes widened wide. They had already transferred a month’s worth of support to her brother’s account.

= No, I haven’t even said OK yet…=  

“We showed our sincerity.” The woman said in a subdued voice as if encouraging him to be troubled. "It makes me reflect. I think we will have to work harder in the future."  

It meant that they did not believe the value of their names. Hearing those words, Ha Eun-seong seemed to be swayed.  

‘Yeah… there is someone else to doubt!'  

The opponent was the Red Star.  

"However, it can be troublesome enough. So, would you like to hear our story and decide?"  

To her already half-hearted ghost, she explained what she wanted him to do.  

"Have you heard of Chairman Kim Kwang-woo?"

  It was a name that even a pure-blooded human like Ha Eun-seong could not know if he was from the Orc community.  

= That rich orc?=

But why was this name appearing all of a sudden?  

“Yes. He’s not even the 7th chaebol, but he’s one of the most powerful wealthy people. As you said, he is also known as the richest orc in Korea."  

Kim Kwang-woo made a name for himself for a variety of reasons other than simply having a lot of money, mainly because of rumors about his vicious behavior.  

"If you put all the known facts together, he is a terrifying beast. On the outside, he pretends to be a normal businessman, but behind the scenes, he is doing all sorts of dirty things. Sponsoring the orc gang is a known fact, and he’s also been involved in drug distribution. There are rumors that collecting cash from illegal gambling is at a very intense level and that minors are forced into prostitution."  

In particular, Ha Eun-seong’s face burst out because of the last words. As having two younger sisters, it was something that he could not help but sympathize with.  

"We have been digging for Kim Kwang-woo for a long time. I also got help from a Ghost along the way."  

However, it was said that the ghost that was following him suddenly disappeared. "As a result of tracking back Kim Kwang-woo's actions on the day our assistant disappeared, I found an unexpected name. On that day, he said he met a tycoon outside the company whose name was not on the official schedule."  

= Who is it? =  

The ghost tilted his head when he heard his name.  

=Isn’t that the name of the bank?=

“That’s right.”  

= · · · · · · ·Ah!=  

The woman explained further to the ghost, who realized the meaning later. The person Orc met that day was one of the seven chaebol heads and a wealthy man in Korea’s finance, chemical, and medical sectors.  

"It is presumed that the assistant was caught by the chaebol. I followed Kim Kwang-woo for several months and was fine, but the day they met, they disappeared? There is a high probability that there was a spiritually sensitive person among the attendants of the chaebol. Then he would have been imprisoned in the exorcism camp…" She said, all while looking at Ha Eun-seong.  

"Of course, I will not make unreasonable demands to rescue the poor ghost. We don’t even know where he is now. Is it rare or is it the company headquarters, or is it somewhere else…"  

= That’s right.=  

"But now, I got to know Eun-Sung Ha. A special being who can not only nullify all physical shields and monitoring systems like a dead person but also freely enter and exit the exorcism like a living person."  

=Then what I want is…=  

"Yes. All you have to do is break into the candidate site we have in mind, find the place where the ghost is trapped, and let us know. We will plan and execute the rescue operation accordingly. There is nothing that could be a threat to Ha Eun-seong. It was already verified the moment I entered this office today that I could pass through even the most elaborate exorcism."  

=Ah, it looked like something was passing by.=  

She had set up a similar camp here to test Ha Eun-seong’s abilities. If he had been an ordinary ghost, it was a terrible barrier that would have screamed in pain that would tear his mind.  

Instead of elaborating on that fact, she said. "Information asymmetry is itself a great weapon. The opponent can’t even imagine an existence like Ha Eun-seong, and he’s sure he can defeat all the ghosts with the exorcism. So, after infiltrating, only sensitive people need to be careful."  

Shamans did not have clairvoyance, but ghosts could indeed walk through walls. If they didn’t stand out, success seemed certain. When Ha Eun-seong showed that he was still worried, the woman said as if driving a nail.  

"It's about rescuing a poor ghost caught by a chaebol. Just pinpoint his location and let me know. We will keep our promise."  

The woman lifted her tablet again. There was a history of remittance to her brother’s account and brief personal details and addresses of the children. She asked with a smile like a crescent moon.  

“How is it? Will you accept our offer?"  

***  

Orcs rarely screamed. The popularly well-known battle cry was a deliberate noise to suppress the opponent’s momentum and raise the morale of the allies before the fight, and the emotion in it was closer to anger than fear and astonishment.  

The reason people didn't hear the orcs’ screams was because they were a race that hid their emotions well. So, when Jeongpal screamed in front of Minjun, he was quite surprised. The expression of emotions other than the anger of the orc that he had not heard in a long time was drenched in terrible fear. It was so desperate that he couldn’t even keep up with the sound effects of any horror movie.  

After making such a free noise that was not bound by the form of language, Jeongpal shouted again as if in protest. “What did you say?!"  

At first, he couldn’t understand the meaning of the four-syllable sentence. This was because the volume was so loud that it felt more like pain than language.  

Rolling! The office windows resonated and shook. Minjun trembled as he lifted his finger that covered his ear.  

“Hey! you were surprised I will file a complaint!"  

"If there are complaints, I and my team will be on the go!"  

"Oh, is that so?"  

"Anyway, why are you sealing that good frying pan?"  

It was fortunate that Cathy borrowed it and the office didn’t have the cookware. If the person in the conversation had heard the conversation now, it would have sounded less noisy than Jeongpal’s scream, but it would have resonated for a much longer period of time and would drive people crazy.

"Hey, let's talk right away. Where do you see that being a ‘good' frying pan?"  

"The function is fine!"  

"No, the function is also strange." Minjun said firmly. He had already made a decision after receiving the tip from Cathy.  

"What has been revealed so far is an overkill for use in cookware." He had a belief that suspicious things were dangerous. "I'm digging into the background through various channels… I'm going to seal it up until it's clearly revealed. I know that as soon as Cathy brings it back today, I will make a barrier."  

"Hey, but next time it's mine!"  

Minjun also knew that they use the frying pans in turn by choosing the order. It was unfortunate for his friends who complained of ego frying pan poisoning, but he could no longer let his acquaintances come into contact with that mysterious magic tool.  

"Anyway, I know that it is because there is no overturn."

"Brother! please! Write one more time…"  

Then, he heard a knock on the office door. He opened the door with the shouting orcs behind him, and Dong-cheol was standing in front of it.  

After saying hello to the belly button, the goblin looked up at Minjun and said, “Master… hello…!”  

"Hey, how is Dong-cheol? It’s not even morning, what’s going on?”  

Then Dong-cheol glanced inside the door and said cautiously. “The boss… said to go upstairs… Upstairs… Orcs burning alive… sounds like…”  

It seemed that Lakefield heard Jeongpal’s scream and sent it away. It was a radical idea like a nobleman who immigrated to Earth in the middle of nowhere and was not able to retire due to his excellent abilities and was subjected to harsh conditions throughout the Cold War.  

"We don't burn orcs here. It’s nothing. Please tell me I’m sorry for the noise.”  

The orc muttered sullenly from behind. "I'm sorry, Dong-cheol. I’m also sorry for your brother. It wasn’t intentional, but I was making a lot of noise.”  

Knowing that the situation had already been settled, the goblin said with a relaxed expression.  

"Yes… and this…" He held out an envelope, nodded again, said hello, and disappeared downstairs. In the morning he had already received the mail, and in the meantime, another package arrived.  

‘Who are you?'  

A luxurious envelope with no sender, no postage stamp, and only the recipient's name. Furthermore · · ·

‘Magic!'  

It was a kind of magic that hardly anyone used because it took a lot of work compared to the effect that could unlock the seal only when someone who met various complicated conditions came into contact with it. These days, young wizards treated them as old-fashioned and did not learn spells.  

Pot! The seal on the envelope was unsealed, and Minjun’s expression hardened as he took out the contents and read it.  

That moment….

Wheeing! He felt someone trying to communicate with him magically.   "Jenkinson?" He gave the orc a congratulatory address.

"Jeongpal, let's talk later."

“Brother! Please stock up…" After sending him out of the office, Minjun accepted the communication requested by the Red Dragon. It was a video that only wizards could see.

“What?” The opponent immediately brought up the subject.  

=Minjun, I think we should go somewhere together.=

It was a tone that showed a very complicated feeling. Minjun, who had just read the letter, seemed to understand the reason.  

= The woman suddenly called. =  

A name came out of her dragon’s mouth. It was not written on the envelope but was the same as the name written in Chinese on the signature at the bottom of the letter inside.  

"What quarrel did you rob this time?"  

= It wasn’t like that. He wants to inform the Immigration Service on an unofficial assignment. =  

This was Jenkinson’s story. Goryong, who had maintained a close relationship with him, suddenly contacted him, and she offered to meet once. He expressed his hope that it would be done in the quietest way possible without informing the outsiders, and, on rare occasions, he pinpointed and nominated this agent as he wished he would take over this task. The target was, of course, Minjun.  

= You want to move an immigration contract agent for personal purposes. Since you didn’t accept requests from outside the government, you contacted the immigration officer directly. Even though I have a very difficult relationship with you. Surprising. At first, he didn’t even want to pretend he didn’t hear it. He thought he had been plotting to smack me. However, at the end of the day, he added something like this. =  

Jenkinson said with a sullen expression. = I know you and I are very interested in goblins these days. I hope both sides can have a progressive discussion on the subject.=  

Uh-huh. As soon as he heard those words, Minjun sighed deeply. "It leaked."  

The old dragon then spoke in a more depressed tone.  

=I tried to move as carefully as possible, but there were so many intertwined fields that I had no choice but to go to places I couldn’t grasp.=  

That part was extenuating. Perhaps it was a good thing that the other person had a bad relationship with Jenkinson, but didn't have any feelings for Minjun?

It was thought that if they accepted the request, ‘How far do you know?'  

In return, Minjun and Jenkinson would help with the goblin-related affairs that Minjun and Jenkinson were paying attention to these days.  

Jenkinson said without hiding his displeasure. = To be honest, I just want to say no because I don’t think it’s necessary, but if you help me, things will be very easy. I thought it would be right for you to hold her hand with her, even for a moment. Going together will speed things up. As you may know, hospitals, welfare administration, and insurance in this country are almost entirely controlled by the woman’s affiliates, right? =  

Minjun agreed with that statement. However, the worries didn’t last long. "I'll see you first."  

The counterparty, who originally started as a chemical company, was a victor who overcame fierce competition and devoured the nation’s No. 1 commercial bank after it was ruled unconstitutional of the Financial Industry Separation Act. Thanks to this, Jenkinson’s antagonism was never pushed by force.  

After ending the communication, Minjun looked at the bottom of the letter on the table. The names of Jenkinson and the dragon he had just mentioned were written there.  

Changcheon.