“Come to an end, my foot!”0

Lee Hyeon-Su grumbled unhappily.0

Of course he knew he said that all the freaking time! He repeatedly said it to the point of getting sick and tired of it, but… Dealing with the aftermath was always, always more challenging than making a crazy mess.0

The war might be over, but the hellish task of mopping up the mess left behind still remained. And the person saddled with the responsibility of handling that hellish task was… As usual, Lee Hyeon-Su!0

‘Why do I have to do this in England, too?!’0

Isn't it logical for Wiggins and the Master to handle the aftermath of an event inside the United Kingdom?! Why was a Korean man forced into running around as if his feet were on fire, trying to deal with all the crap in a foreign country!0

‘Aaaaargh! God-freaking-dammit!’0

Unfortunately, Lee Hyeon-Su couldn't bring himself to voice his displeasure. After all, Wiggins and the Master were trying to deal with a matter much more serious than the aftermath of this war.0

Thanks to Kang Jin-Ho creating one mighty explosion while trying to enter the Round Table’s lair, the whole area was currently surrounded by the members of the British army and the police.0

Obviously, the higher-ups in the British government must know about the Round Table HQ’s whereabouts. They must’ve immediately figured out that the Round Table was currently under attack and mobilized the army and the police to deal with the situation.0

Although mobilizing the army to handle the matter within the martial world was tacitly forbidden…...0