The Foreigner on the Periphery

Inspector Park Jeongpal then planned to retire in the next five years. He was between the middle age and old age range, but he had never experienced the crisis of middle age that people his age would call it. 

Born as an Orc, his life itself was a series of crises. His work life, let alone, was not easy. The contempt and discrimination that the people who were familiar with handcuffed paintings were engaged in the occupation of handcuffs could no longer be considered. It was not because he was fed up with it, or because he was traumatized and erased it from his mind. 

It was because such events had unfolded throughout his social life to the extent that it was meaningless to pinpoint any single incident. The current situation in which he was assigned a task that all his colleagues shunned was merely an extension of his past life. 

“Hey Nimmy, where else is that bastard going to go tonight?” A vigilante murmured from an undercover investigation car parked in an alley in a luxury residential area. According to the investigation protocol, Jeongpal quietly started the engine instead of responding to the lamentation of a young non-regular worker who should not be mobilized for such a mission.

The door to the townhouse parking lot opened, and a foreign car then came out quietly. Jeongpal started the car and followed behind him. The scandal between actor Kwak Do-chul and a popular idol was once hot enough to be heard by Jeongpal, who was normally not interested in the entertainment industry. 

However, he never imagined that the incident would affect his life. He said that he would be in a situation where he had to follow that affair every day and take care of himself. 

“Inspector, how long do we have to follow him?” 

“Hold on one more week. He said he was friendly with the chief. Even if you receive threats, you can’t use public power as your own escort without limit, right? The Personal Protection Committee will review it again.” 

“They say that the threat was that her wife called and threatened to kill her. What a great threat… If you find out that your husband is messing around with a ten-year-old half-elf, you’ll hear the words of killing the Virgin Mary from her mouth!” 

At the time of the scandal, the parties had desperately denied it. In fact, the only witness was a Ghost who was not recognized as a witness, and there was no evidence photo. In addition, Kwak Do-chul had silenced the wife who discovered the scene using what means was available. 

He never divorced, of course. The rumors were eventually covered. Things were settled quickly, and it seemed to end without the parties dropping out of the film they were filming or paying alimony from the advertising contract. Meanwhile, her wife suddenly changed her attitude and disappeared, leaving him a phone call from her saying, ‘I’m going to kill you.’ 

“And it would be a lot of money for Kwak Do-chul, but if I were a wife, I would file a divorce suit right away and take out a lot of alimony. What are you going to do with the burrow after you threaten me?”

Jeongpal also agreed with that part. It was a much better way for her because her husband was at fault for her. However, in the midst of this, what was missing? The vigilante lowered his voice and said, “The way I see it… Kwak Do-chul, that’s all a show. Isn’t it that her wife didn’t disappear on her own feet, but Kwak Do-chul just did it?” 

She sarcastically pretended to hit her neck with the blade of her hand. “I barely kept my mouth shut, but Kwak Do-chul got scared because he kept threatening to reveal it to the media and made a fuss, so he buried his wife.” 

“And you asked the police to protect you in the form of a red flag? With the intention of covering up her own and her sins?” 

“Isn’t that reasonable?” Park Jeongpal snorted through the nose. 

Then, the vigilantes got excited and raised their voices. “In the first place, this is all useless. How can she kill Kwak Do-chul, a woman who said that she wasn’t even this talented and that she was born with leaps and went in and out of her hospital like a house?” 

“You don’t know guns, don’t you?” 

“Ah, if you were really worried that someone was going to kill you, then Kwak Do-chul would wear something like a bulletproof amulet all over his body. Isn’t it?” 

It was all reasonable, but Jeongpal quietly stopped the car instead of helping. This was because the car that was leading Kwak Do-chul eventually stopped in front of a luxury villa.

Then, the vigilante looked out the window and spit out harsh swear words. “Hey! That dog. I’m here to make rice cake again!” Jeongpal also sighed softly. This was a new place that Kwak Do-chul found for the purpose of secretly escaping the scandalous half-elf. 

‘The liver is too big.’ 

The commotion had been put to rest, but the media was still watching, but the affair continued. It was to the point of sticking my tongue out at that arrogance. ‘It’s too much of an act to even ask the police for protection. If it wasn’t for the chief…’

Receiving their gaze, Kwak Do-chul began to ring his bell. However, unlike usual, the front door on the first floor did not seem to open immediately. Kwak Do-chul grumbled. “Ah Mr. Don’t sleep, wait.” 

After ringing a few more times, it finally dialed. Meanwhile, a vigilante in the car was looking at his cell phone. “Oh! But it sure is pretty. Look, lieutenant. How the hell did Kwak Do-chul seduce him?” 

As he flipped through photos of idols who were having an affair, he then burst into admiration. Jeongpal glanced at the screen and looked back. Then, he began to shoot out, “Hey, we’re working. I can’t get my mind right…!” 

At that moment, Jeongpal felt goosebumps running down his back. “·····!”

He then turned his head in the direction his foreboding was pointing. There came one step. At the boundary where darkness and hazy light met, a faint figure of someone could be seen. Until now, it was a woman who had been hiding her body in the dark. As the shadows cast by her lights shattered the figure, she looked like a monstrous creature with her left arm exorbitantly long and her right fist oversized. 

Another step. When she reached the position where she received the light head-on, her regular arm realized that her two hands were not deformed, but each was holding something. In addition to this, she had her face on too. “·········!” 

The person approaching turned out to be Kwak Do-chul’s wife. 

Whoa! Whoa! low ringing sound. Not long ago, Jeongpal had misunderstood, but this time it was certain.

The source of the sound of ‘Sword Myung (劍鳴)?!’ was the long sword held in the left hand. It was quite a brave weapon he was holding with that slender arm. Even carrying a sword without a sheath at night like this was a problem, but the bigger problem was in her right hand. The other hand grabbed the half-elf’s head. Her face was messed up by the mascara smeared with her tears, but Jeongpal thought that the hair was very similar to the idol singer she had seen on her cell phone a while ago. 

“Fuck! get off!” The moment the two of them roughly opened the car door and ran out, Kwak Do-chul seemed to realize the situation as well. She turned her head to the side of the noise and her face went white. 

“Uhhhhhhh!” 

At that moment, Kwak Do-chul’s wife kicked the ground with a terrifying force. Before Jeongpal and the vigilante could finish aiming with their guns, she swept past the place like a breeze. The moment she turned her body reflexively, Jeongpal saw her back running frantically towards Kwak Do-chul. 

Bang! A gunshot then cut through the night air. The bewildered vigilante did not aim properly, but turned the gun and fired. However, the bullet didn’t even seem to have hit. Rather, she began to leap into the sky to her roar, as if she were treating it as a blank in track and field.

“······?!” 

Its figure was like a swallow that flew at the water. The cypheric life was pouring out in an arc. The blade then began to ring heavily. 

Uh! Whoa! The moment her sword ripped through the air and drew a great trajectory, Kwak Do-chul’s head soared high into the sky. 

*** 

The name of the judge who followed Minjun to Korea after work in Germany was Yuntus. The fact that he entrusted Minjun to the committee should not be known to the committee, so the prisoner made him stay in the safest place. It was the basement where Ha Eun-seong once stayed in a state fused with talents. 

Yuntus was thrilled to have been given the honorable ordination, and he was spending each day with satisfaction even though it was in the basement where there was no sunlight. Waiting for Minjun to make a decision about what was to come and connect him with the mother-dimensional priests. 

At first, the day was filled with prayer and meditation as usual, but as time passed, a certain thought came to mind. ‘Maybe my time here will be longer. I don’t know what the incarnation had in mind, but there must be a reason why he came here as a prisoner!’

If Hwa-shin had a particular reason for choosing Earth, he had to consider the possibility that he wouldn’t be able to leave for a while. ‘Then I also need to get used to this world even a little bit.’ 

Such was a situation where one couldn’t go outside freely, but he wouldn’t know what would happen later. Since he was dispatched in a hurry, Yuntus, who could not even learn the basics of this field, looked at the TV in front of him. 

‘Shinryong said that this video transmission device is a terminal for viewing information and works of art.’ 

He did not forget that Ha Eun-seong gave this closet to Yuntus and explained it to him. The heretical judge turned on the TV. In line with Ha Eun-seong’s setting, the Netflix logo came to mind. Also, the last program that the previous guests watched came to mind. 

Yuntus then clicked by operating the remote control with clumsy hand gestures. Then, what unfolded on the screen was a video of Orcs living in a large mansion facing the sea. It was difficult to guess the purpose of the video for Yuntus, who had to understand the situation only through the gestures and expressions of the performers as they did not know the language here. 

Even the more he looked at it, the more he felt like he was falling into a labyrinth. ‘Looking at the size of the mansion, they seem quite wealthy, so why are they fighting so vulgarly? It must be a tribe that lives together, but why is it that there are no children and the elderly…? Even if you’re a noble, how can you only show scenes of drinking, dancing, and courting each other all day?’ 

It was because he had seen many men and women tangled together on the bed. Even by looking at the expression on his face, he looked insane. The judge couldn’t help but admire this. 

The question of ‘Isn’t that our denomination’s worship ritual?!’ was resolved. 

‘Yeah, they all belonged to the district parish. If so, then this is a religious propaganda!’

The judge, who had never imagined he would be so strong on Earth, nodded with satisfaction. ‘It is true that the dead man committed a terrible deed, but he seems to have forgotten the important purpose of missionary work on Earth. If it had been made into a video like this and disseminated so that anyone could see it.’ 

Feeling satisfied, the judge watched TV, and then gradually fell in. 

*** 

Gadwick was astonished to see the report that Dothes had sent. He was faithfully carrying out (despite complaints) orders from his subordinates to regularly report trends in ‘Asif-666’. 

Gadwick perused the report without biting, even though he was all focused on the unusual thing happening at the Mint.

In the end, it was the right choice. “400,000 Talents?!” 

He knew that the delegates had given a sudden mission to a dimension called Earth in the local area. However, it was unexpected that Asif-666 completed the mission alone and monopolized the reward. The story that 400,000 Talents were deposited in return was even more surprising. 

“Did the delegates give their missions without such an arrangement? If it was a mission that a prisoner could easily accomplish alone, the amount of Talents offered as a reward should have been reduced!” 

Conversely, it meant that the great commissioners paid so much attention to the head of the patriarch. “What the hell is that?” 

The head sent by Asif-666 through the Commission’s District Representative Office was delivered directly to the Superintendent without touching the hands of a middle-level officer such as Gadwick. Gadwick didn’t know whether the members of the crew who retrieved the body they wanted so much were satisfied with, or what they wanted to see in the head. 

However, he knew that the recent fluctuations in the balance of Asif-666’s account were dangerous. Since the retirement allowance was over 5 million talents, it could be dismissed as still a long way off. However, the fact that it had increased more than 40 times in just a few months felt threatening. 

“This is dangerous. and award-winning Even with the exception of the 400,000 talents I received this time, I made a lot of money surprisingly quickly in a short period of time.” 

He immediately tried to contact the delegate. It was for a suggestion. There was a tax investigation by the Tax Collection Command against Asif-666 a while ago, but given this speed, it was thought that it was necessary to investigate his tax evasion allegation once more and confirm whether his memory was restored. 

However, before he could access the communication network, the office door opened with Ki-cheok and Hyung-no posted a report. Gadwick responded bluntly when he heard that a message had arrived with him as the recipient. “Wait a minute, I have an urgent business!” 

Prisoner Bezny, who would bend over and back off at this level, stood still, hesitating. 

“What?!” Hyung-no, as if frightened, withdrawn, but spoke cautiously. This meant that it was an important story that must be conveyed. And when he heard it, it sounded right. 

At this, the other began to ask in a suspicious voice. “The Princess of the Endelion tribe… asked me to interview you?”