Previously, after teaming up with Do-Jin and using Space Slash to defeat Loren, Jae-Hyeok had witnessed the Parent Zombies freeze in place. It was then that Jae-Hyeok had realized they had to be closely linked to Loren’s senses. In other words, so long as Loren was conscious, there was a high probability that he was watching the current situation through the Parent Zombies. “How long are you going to just watch?” Jae-Hyeok’s prediction proved right; Loren responded through the mouths of the Parent Zombies, “This is the only time I’m helping you.” Zombies trained through the necromancer’s ultimate move, Coffin, shared a certain level of sensory connection with their master and were directly controlled by their master. This allowed Loren to overcome the fatal shortcomings of zombies and fully realize their strengths—which was enough to threaten even an S-class player. With Loren’s agreement, Jae-Hyeok broke the glass using Two Scythes Block a Cart. Of course, Kwon Sa-Cheol immediately lunged toward Jae-Hyeok—only to charge head-first into a tribulation lightningbolt. That allowed Jae-Hyeok time to finish freeing the zombies, and for them to strike the still-stunned Kwon Sa-Cheol freely. “You small fries!” Kwon Sa-Cheol boomed. His lips and nose were torn and bleeding from the zombies’ bites. But there was no pain in his expression, only rage. A thick aura rose from his clenched fists. “Cooperating with a criminal to cause an incident? Very good! It looks like punishment is in order!” Jae-Hyeok retorted, “Cooperating with a criminal, you say? You’re the one who intends to let Loren go free. Isn’t Loren the criminal? As for me, I’m just helping a friend.” “You think you can play word games with an adult? The more I look at you, the more you resemble Kang Dae-Seong. You are destined to bring harm to this country.” Kwon Sa-Cheol punched the air, and Jae-Hyeok flew back as if struck by the invisible palm of a giant. He crashed through the broken window, hit the far wall ten meters behind, and coughed up blood. The aura and wind pressure from Kwon Sa-Cheol’s fist had felt like being rammed by a ten-ton truck. Is the entourage of the president of the Association so different? This bastard is on an entirely different level. Whether it was Guard Captain Byeon Cheon-Ju, Roxanne, Wolfgang, or White Tiger King Krellon—all of those S-class beings seemed lacking compared to Kwon Sa-Cheol standing in front of him. In fact, Jae-Hyeok’s intuition was correct; the gap between a low-tier and mid-tier S-class was so vast that it could be described as the difference between heaven and earth. Chapters first released on NoveI~Fire.net I want to deal at least one blow. Kwon Sa-Cheol had interrogated Do-Jin without giving him time to rest and mocked Do-Jin’s request for his parents’ bodies, saying they were nothing more than zombies—someone else’s objects. As an adult, as a senior, and as a human being, this man had failed Do-Jin. Jae-Hyeok wanted nothing more than to follow his heart and crush the bastard’s head then and there. He’d even gone so far as to ask Loren for help. “Do-Jin, hold my hand.” The parent zombies stood beside each other and helped raise Do-Jin up. Their hands were harder and colder than steel. It was far from the warm touch of his parents that Do-Jin remembered, and it made him angry. “Let go.” Do-Jin shook off the zombies and stood up on his own. He glared at the back of Kwon Sa-Cheol’s head. “I will definitely make you give my parents back to me!” Loren spoke through the zombies in a chorus, “Yes, I will help you reunite with your parents.” “Yes, I’ll settle our grudge later. First, let’s take down this bastard.” Captain of the Second Attack Squad, Kwon Sa-Cheol. Originally, this was someone Do-Jin didn’t even dare make eye contact with. However, this person had insulted his parents and was now trying to hurt his friend, who was fighting for his sake. Kwon Sa-Cheol had to be stopped. The two zombies nodded simultaneously. “I understand.” Loren had watched Kwon Sa-Cheol toying with Do-Jin from beginning to end and also felt great anger. I don’t want to help Kang Jae-Hyeok, but I can’t let the trash who tormented Do-Jin live. “If you really understand, then be sure to commit suicide later.” “Korean jokes are strange,” Loren said, oblivious. It was as if he truly didn’t realize how much he tormented Do-Jin, as if he truly believed that his choices and actions were all for Do-Jin’s sake. Do-Jin roared with a vein bulging on his forehead, “Next time! Next time, I will kill you!” Then, Do-Jin used Flash Steps and appeared above Kwon Sa-Cheol with his greatsword in hand and his crimson hair flying. Just as he was about to swing, someone grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. It was one of the Parent Zombies. “Damnit, Loren!?” He’d thought the Parent Zombies would help him, but they were actually interfering instead. Why did I trust that garbage’s words? Just then, a bright green aura brushed by the tip of Do-Jin’s nose, and the bones in his nose and cheeks shattered like pottery. The next thing Do-Jin knew, he was on the floor, flailing in pain. Even though he had avoided the brunt of the aura thanks to the Parent Zombies, the consequences were still so severe. Under so much pain, Do-Jin could hardly tell which way was up. The Parent Zombies split up and blocked Kwon Sa-Cheol's two-pronged follow-up attack, saving both Do-Jin and Jae-Hyeok’s lives. Kwon Sa-Cheol clicked his tongue in irritation. “Why are you suddenly playing house? Weren’t the three of you enemies?” “Did you not listen to Do-Jin’s story properly? Obviously, we are closer than brothers.” “That was a long time ago... No, forget it.” Do-Jin ground his teeth but decided to focus on the fight at hand. It was clear that Loren’s mental state was far from normal. There was no point arguing with a madman who turned his friend’s parents into zombies. “It is ridiculous to reason with brats like you.” The aura around Kwon Sa-Cheol’s hand morphed into a sharp blade. The pressure it radiated was tremendous. Everything around Kwon Sa-Cheol started to crack. “This is ridiculous...” Do-Jin’s hands and feet trembled. It seemed like he would become a mutilated corpse the moment he approached Kwon Sa-Cheol. Jae-Hyeok’s emerald earring gleamed as he struggled to his feet. He hoped the Earring of Confusion would catch Kwon Sa-Cheol off guard and give them an advantage. “Tricks can’t save you.” An S-class player’s eyes were sharp; Kwon Sa-Cheol was immediately wary of Jae-Hyeok’s earring. “I’ll cut it off first.” Kang Jae-Hyeok was not only Kang Dae-Seong’s younger brother but someone personally enrolled in the school by Seol Su-Ah, just like Loren. His very existence made Kwon Sa-Cheol’s blood boil. Even if it meant putting himself in an awkward position, Kwon Sa-Cheol seriously considered killing the boy. Soon, killing intent flashed in Kwon Sa-Cheol’s eyes and he prepared to swing his aura sword. Suddenly, a cold air brushed the back of Kwon Sa-Cheol’s neck, and he shivered. “Do it in moderation.” A voice that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere filled Kwon Sa-Cheol's ears. At the same time, his fingers turned numb. Kwon Sa-Cheol looked down and saw white frost creeping up his arms and legs. Kwon Sa-Cheol’s temperature plummeted and the world seemed to spin. What remained of his torn lips turned blue, and, as he struggled to speak, they split further. “Seol... Su-Ah... ” “Tsk. You and I are around the same age.” Seol Su-Ah pointed out Kwon Sa-Cheol’s attitude of omitting honorifics and slowly approached him. Jae-Hyeok, Do-Jin, and even Loren, watching the scene through the Parent Zombies, all gulped nervously. Beyond the door behind Seol Su-Ah, they saw a world of ice. All the members of the Second Attack Squad who’d made a name for themselves alongside Kwon Sa-Cheol now decorated the frozen hallway as sculptures. “Your... Excellency, are you... crazy?” Kwon Sa-Cheol had bloodshot eyes as he stared at Seol Su-Ah in disbelief. “Using force... against your allies...? Do you think... the Association and the government... won’t miss this opportunity?” “What are you saying?” Seol Su-Ah laughed lightly as she touched Kwon Sa-Cheol’s chin. “The captain of an attack squad tried to harm students of this school. As the chairman, how can I overlook this?” “Were you nervous to learn that students captured the terrorist that the armed forces failed to? I imagine you were. I imagine you were afraid of being reprimanded if this fact became known, which is why you persecuted those students.” “Wh... What?” Kwon Sa-Cheol was shocked. Loren and Wolfgang hadn’t revealed who they’d been defeated by, so Kwon Sa-Cheol hadn’t known who was responsible for overpowering Loren and ruining Seol Su-Ah’s plan until now. Rather, he’d thought that the person who’d managed to escape through the tunnel had been responsible. Kwon Sa-Cheol was speechless, then angry, then angry and nervous—it turned out he had been attacking the person who’d defeated Loren’s group and protected the dignity of Lion’s Castle. Kwon Sa-Cheol realized he had set himself up to be framed and hurriedly put his hand in his pocket. His forced movements caused several of his frozen fingers to snap off, but he had no time to care. What mattered was destroying the voice recorder that captured him saying he would free Loren. “In the worst case, you might’ve intentionally cooperated with terrorists behind the scenes. I am suspicious in many ways with all the evidence I have secured.” Kwon Sa-Cheol angrily tried to use a Skill, but he failed. Seol Su-Ah breathed out a white fog that froze Kwon Sa-Cheol into a solid statue, just like the attack squad members in the hallway. Seol Su-Ah picked up the recorder that had dropped from Kwon Sa-Cheol’s hand; approached Jae-Hyeok, who was sitting against a wall; and got down on one knee to meet Jae-Hyeok’s drooping eyes. “You suffered a lot this time. It’s time to rest.” Feeling the warm hand on his cheek, Jae-Hyeok finally let go and drifted into sleep.