The Foreigner on the Periphery

Ha Eun-seong muttered in despair.  

=But why the Red Star!=  

He tried to believe what he wanted to believe. And the truth that was neglected. "They are not the apostles of justice you think."  

It spread appropriate slogans and won support from the poor. However, the way of consuming people who have been completely overcome is cold and cruel. and. "Are the wealthy divided equally? Taking 10 and then investing 1 is redistribution if it is redistribution."  

=?!=

Not all activities of Red Star could be tracked financially or taxingly. However, at the end of the police report, which investigated the revealed parts as much as possible, this conclusion was reached. Contrary to their claims, the percentage of wealth reinvested in the public sector is very low compared to the total amount of wealth Red Star loots and earns. So, where did all the huge money they hold go?  

"Red Star is, after all, just an interest group."  

An interest group whose true purpose was unclear, and who relentlessly treaded on the poor who were protected. Ha Eun-seong grabbed his head in amazement.  

= You bastard… you bastard! =  

One had put their brothers and sisters in danger by pretending to be a righteous man. According to Minjun’s story, it was the bare face of the Red Star that relentlessly sacrificed even the talented people belonging to the organization. So what about the brothers who were taken hostage?  

=Damn!=  

It was a surprising and terrifying story, but he had no choice but to believe the other person. From what he has experienced so far, he must be the only being who can subdue himself. This was because he thought there was no need to invent such a story.  

While the ghost was suffering, Minjun observed his spirit body again. This was because he was so embarrassed.

‘What the hell is that knife?’  

The shape drawn with thick lines looked like someone was crying, and it looked like blood was gushing out of his neck.  

‘Hmm.'  

The memory was hazy. It was clear that it was an unusual object, but the perception was incomplete as if there was a hole. It must have something to do with knowledge before becoming a prisoner. The angle of the blade pierced through the translucent spirit body was visible. Ha Eun-seong’s cause of death was clear.  

In addition to this, at the tip of that sword… Minjun narrowed his eyes.  

‘The tip of the sword slightly touched the soul.'  

Since that sword was also a part of the spirit body, it would not be easy to remove it. It was clear that even if it was forcibly removed, it would cause damage.  

‘If the absorption is correct, where are the talents?'  

Ha Eun-seong, who was struggling with a sense of shame while he was thinking about it, raised his head again. crying face.  

=I… what should I do?=

"Simple." Minjun proposed a kind of legal transaction. Ghosts were not protected by law, nor were they subject to punishment. The rights and obligations granted to a company under the name of a corporation were not granted to the deceased.  

However, just as the state could capture an animal that was not a subject of legal rights, a ghost was also subject to the enforcement of the executive power of the state’s agent, Minjun. He not only took part in the crime, but promised to put Ha Eun-seong under proper protection management instead of classifying Ha Eun-seong as a ‘dangerous object’ and throwing it into another dimension.  

Instead, it was about fully cooperating. "For the time being, let's pretend that Red Star does what it wants."  

The safety of his brothers was also at stake. "I can't take your brothers with me right now. You’ll notice it right away. Instead, I will arrange for you to be protected in a safe house when everything is over."  

His concern was when this ghost gave up everything and just ran away. For example, what if Ha Eun-sung hid out of the atmosphere?

  Then, the method of recovering 1 million talents will also fall into a labyrinth. Also, if he couldn’t find a million talents for Changchun, he had to catch the culprit and get rid of it. That way, he would be rewarded for his efforts, even if it was not even 15% of the stolen amount. Ha Eun-seong accepted. In fact, there was no other way.  

"Okay, I wonder why they even lied to make me do this."  

The clue was a conversation between a woman believed to be a high-ranking Red Star executive and Ha Eun-seong. The ghosts were told in chronological order.  

"Internal structure of the safe at Changcheon Bank's headquarters?"  

=Yes, I asked in detail.=  

The Red Star was not aiming for talents. Even a woman, a high-ranking executive, thought Ha Eun-seong’s experience was just an accident. If so, why did you send it?  

The reason for spying on a ghost who couldn't come out with a single ten thousand won of the earth’s currency was obvious. This was because he planned to rob there later. kind of preliminary research.  

"By the way, that's where Changcheon himself spread the barrier."  

Minjun discovered a contradiction. "If you can get through it, why didn't you break it up sooner? If I could break that barrier, I would figure out the internal structure without your help."  

=That’s fine….=  

The most important thing was how to break through the barrier. How was he going to overcome that difficulty?  

The clue to that question was resolved by the statement that followed. "What did you see in Changcheon's Rare?! Say it again. Aren’t you mistaken?”

= Oh, no! I really saw it! Dragon ghost.=  

"Not a ghost, but a ghost?! Were you trapped in a magic circle?"  

=Yes, I can’t confuse that…=  

And the moment he heard the ghost’s words with a scream… "!"  

The puzzle was completed in Min-Jun’s head. "Red Star, you bastards, you just came out of the boat!"  

And, another existence hiding a secret. He ground his teeth. "Changcheon, this crazy old woman is real!"  

While the ghost, who was withdrawn from the sudden reaction, noticed, Minjun tried to call Jenkinson right away. However, he didn’t have to. Because someone tried to contact him through magic communication.  

***  

Red Star’s senior executive, Ji Seon-kyung, who had contact with Ha Eun-seong, was frowned upon because of an accident at school. The cradle of troop training, which had not been touched by the police until now, was attacked, and almost all of the officers there were either killed or extradited to the state.  

She knew immigration was involved in this case through the high-ranking police officers whom she had bribed her. Although her manpower loss was significant, Ji Seon-kyung did not consider this to be a fatal blow. It just hurt a little.  

‘Somehow, the teeth of a dragon’s hound hurt more than the hound of the country.’  

This was because outsourcing was such a sector to a general company was itself considered a waiver of the exercise of administrative power. It was both a crazy country and a crazy society. Ji Seon-kyung believed she was helping herself reverse this erroneous flow. Some sacrifices would have to be made in the process. It was completely unavoidable.  

“Hey! What the hell happened?!" The office door swung open. An old Orc whose age was evident on his face rushed into the office.  

Ji Seon-kyung’s eyes turned slightly cold when he checked the opponent, but then returned to his original expression. He then greeted in a low voice. “Welcome. Long time no see."  

He was a wrinkled Orc that was rarely seen in Korea. It was proof that humans who opposed the quick payment of pensions to that race were welcomed.

The fact that such wealthy Orcs live to be over 80 was evidence that the majority of Orcs died prematurely because they lived dangerously and dirty. This man’s name was Kim Kwang-woo, who would give strength to the argument that if they didn't give pensions to poor people quickly, you shouldn’t do it to orcs either.  

"Sit down."  

People thought that Red Star and Kim Kwang-woo were hostile to each other. In reality, the two had a very bad relationship because of the structural limitations that prevented them from maintaining and growing their power without the slums. That was, until some time ago.

"The school was robbed. is that a dragon? Maybe you noticed?"  

There was a rhyme in his voice. It was an attitude unworthy of having the largest orc gang in the country under their feet. Ji Seon-kyung understood such opponents while despising them. They were trying to deal with a worthy enemy. Dragon.  

"It was on Jenkinson's side that moved."

"What? Why all of a sudden there?"  

"It looks like our target has teamed up with Jenkinson."  

The Orc’s face was contorted a lot. "You two are enemies! If the relationship is restored, our plan is in vain."

"I don't think so." Ji Seon-kyung released the speculation that the give-and-take-type transaction seemed to have passed between the two ancient dragons. "We held hands for a while because it was necessary, but if the numbers are wrong, we can bite each other as much as we want. Think of the greed of those monsters."  

"And don’t worry about school. I will leave it there."  

"It must be so. That would be a pretty big blow."  

"It’s okay. Just start over. Any number of replacement troops are available."  

Ji Seon-kyung and Kim Kwang-Woo are confident. Poverty didn't go away. Those who considered themselves marginalized did not disappear. As long as such poor people existed, neither Red Star nor the Orc gang would have difficulties in supplying manpower. These two groups, with their roots in the Orc community, had always managed to strike a subtle balance in that area.  

That was, until an ‘ecosystem disruptor’ intervened to disrupt this balance. "What about Rare?"  

Ji Seon-kyung laughed. It was now time to deliver the good news that the Orc had been waiting for.

"I found a dragon ghost. If we analyze the contents of the psychiatric wave, it is clear that Changcheon's ex-husband is."  

The Orc’s expression opened up just then. He handed over the documents and quickly looked at them. Their eyes were overflowing with guns to the point where no traces of time could be felt.  

"Done! That’s enough! With such detailed documentation… that Red Dragon would have no choice but to believe!"  

There were not many reasons why two organizations that should be on bad terms were on the same boat, even for a moment. When Changcheon started working to help the poor in the Orc community, the Red Star and the Orc gang felt an eerie threat. For the residents here, what they desperately needed as much as food, clothing, and shelter was medical support. Likewise, it was a matter directly related to life. Therefore, medical supplies were not missing from the relief supplies that the Red Star was spraying on the streets and the Orc.

The gang also bought the hearts of the Orcs by paying the hospital bills for sick parents or siblings. However, Changcheon began to take over that role. Sprinkling suspiciously enough financial power to see if there was a floor. At this rate, the future business would be fatally damaged, but the opponent was the dragon.  

And, when Changcheon summoned the land owner, Chairman Kim Kwang-woo, saying that he had been in the pilot stage so far, he had no choice but to obey despite the fact that it was a business against his interests. The ‘audience' was held in Rare in Changcheon. The dragon demanded a lease from him, saying that he would build a university hospital-level clinic on the vacant lot around the oak community.  

The Orc could only bow his head and answer obediently.  

‘I'll do that.'  

It was the moment when the contract was signed under the threat of the dragon.

= · · · · · · ·Let me go!=  

Kim Kwang-woo heard a faint psychic wave. Few people knew him, but he was a psychic. If he was a ghost, he was sick of it, and he had been covering offices and cars with exorcism, so even the ghosts didn't know him, but his abilities were very good.  

Changcheon would not have known about it. Even if he knew it, he would have been convinced that the spirit wave of the ghost would not be transmitted to the place where he had attended the audience.  

What she didn’t expect was her president’s overly outstanding ability.  

‘Changcheon? That woman’s ex-husband… probably burned to death? But there were dirty rumors. There was a lot of talk about her intentionally killing that woman.'  

Chairman Kim Kwang-woo also had a dragon behind him. Since he was a dragon not even 100 years old, he could not serve as a shield for the old dragon, but he was able to spread rumors among the dragons. The president, who had understood this far, began to make a risky plan.  

Dragons were a dangerous species that ordinary Orcs should never be associated with. But, what if the beast was invading your territory? Should he be pushed to death like this? Kim Kwang-woo didn’t think so. Even if he died, he would have to do his best and die.  

He had children to pass on to the empire he had built. Kim Kwang-woo was no ordinary orc. However, he did not have the confidence to face the old dragon on his own. It was absurd to share the plan with the dragon behind it. Therefore, he decided to join hands with his former competitor.  

Likewise, those who had sufficient motivation to oppose Changcheon, who was reaching out to the slums. red star. His choice was right in the end. He didn't know what the tactics were, but they provided a solution that Kim Kwang-woo was satisfied with, with dragons as their main enemy.  

"At first, as we became dragons, we should have turned our minds off about things in this shit bin. Even if I were to lose money, I would lose too much. It’s like the people who are in good health are rushing in, eating three meals a day and rolling around…”  

Poverty must not disappear. Those who considered themselves marginalized must not disappear. Their anger and suffering were part of what the two organizations agreed upon so far.  

"What is happening in that hospital these days is unusual. How many prachs have already been planted?"  

What they reported before they were removed was also surprising. "People who were hospitalized sometimes disappear without a trace. Mainly for healthy kids. Isn’t it obvious? I must have taken it somewhere else. Because of the contract, we can’t openly form a military organization, so we’re secretly using the numbers behind the scenes. Why would you suddenly do something like helping the poor without such intentions?"  

Kim Kwang-woo knew a dragon whose eyes would turn over in anger if he revealed all these secrets of Changcheon. "Then I will make an appointment with President Jenkinson right away."  

Killing a dragon, catching its ghost and torturing it was an act that seriously undermined the dignity of a dragon. Korea was Jenkinson’s territory, and that didn't just mean that he needed his permission to make rares here. If a dragon living in Korea seriously violated the Dragonic Code, Jenkinson could directly punish him.

The sky would then be removed. She was like her by the hand of her old dragon. Orc laughed. "How much is the total value of all businesses in Changcheon?"

Ji Seon-kyung smiled softly as well. "Externally alone, it is well over 100 trillion won. There appears to be no legal heir. I can’t touch private property, but… considering the business alone, isn’t it quite appetizing?”  

"Jenkinson, the dragon isn’t going to eat it all. There will be fights, and the dirty and dirty things won’t even be touched by dragons. We can snatch it cheap."  

The rotten meat and feces-covered intestines that the dragon wouldn’t speak were meant to devour them like hyenas. When the plan was accomplished, it was a one stone two pair. Not only will they firmly secure their position in the slums, but they would also be able to pick up the Kongo water to sow as Changcheon fell.  

The Orc stood up. He stretched out his right hand as if encouraging a woman. "Don't worry, I will share with you as promised. You’ve done really well so far. Thank you. Wait for the good news."  

The chairman asked for a handshake, and Ji Seon-kyung took it.

“Thank you. President.” Chairman Kim Kwang-woo would take the role of privately speaking with Jenkinson. This was because the Red Star could not appear in front of the main enemy.  

"Look."  

Chairman Kim Kwang-woo closes the door and leaves.

"…" The warm smile on Ji Seon-kyung’s lips disappeared like a lie.  

Shh! Open the drawer and take out the air freshener. profit! She thought as she erased the odor of an Orc she might never see again. I don’t know if that Orc really decided to share something with the Red Star. However, there was no plan for Red Star.  

‘For now, let yourself be immersed in your delusions and be happy.' As soon as Goryong was removed, the main branch of Changchun Bank would soon be robbed.

An emergency artifact would be activated instead of a barrier that suddenly stopped functioning, but it was enough to respond to those who had already understood the internal design. She was not interested in the talents that had already evaporated.  

What the Red Star wanted was the global currency, precious metals, and artifacts that would be piled up in it. And all of that would be used solely for the sake of the organization. Not to fill the barns of greedy Orcs, but for their cause. After filling her room with the artificial scent, Ji Seon-kyung went to the bathroom.  

She then rinsed her right hand with cold water, which was holding the Orc's hand.