Vilhelm stroked his beard.
“This must be a dream.”
He denied reality.
“This dirty dream…”
“Did this battle not happen?”
“It’s because I have too much work… I need a vacation when the war is over…”
Even though Kang Chul-In called him twice, Vilhelm didn’t seem to accept his existence.
No, he couldn’t.
The leader of his enemies had entered his house and called him?
Also, the Pentagon prided itself on being the most secure base in all of Pangaea, so he couldn’t believe the situation.
“Winning the battle was a dream…”
“I suppose I...”
Just then, a sharp scream pierced his ears.
It was the scream of his wife, Mei Ling.
Vibrant red blood gathered on Mei Ling’s collarbone and began to flow down to her chest.
Shock filled Vilhelm’s eyes when he saw this.
If that black sword, the magic sword Kaiforce, entered just a centimeter deeper, his wife’s blood would pour out like a fountain and she would die from bleeding out.
-Do you see now?
-I guess our almighty Gullveig Alliance leader doesn’t want to hear what a small fish like the Supreme King of the West says, hm?
Kang Chul-In smirked, his sword still on Mei Ling’s neck.
-Oh my~! I’m so honored that I don’t know what to do. Do you recognize me now?
On the other hand, Kang Chul-In was overjoyed.
Kang Chul-In chuckled devilishly.
-Do you get the situation now?
-See, if my sword goes a little deeper…
Kang Chul-in made an exaggerated gesture.
And the sword entered even deeper!
A fearful groan escaped from Mei Ling’s mouth.
“What are you doing, Kang Chul-In! Putting a sword to someone else’s wife’s neck! Don’t touch family…”
-Shut up, you bastard.
-I guess you forgot already.
Kang Chul-In spit out.
-Didn’t you release monsters into my home country, in the city of Seoul?
-Your personality’s coming out.
-Do you know the saying “naeronambul?”
Of course, Vilhelm wouldn’t know a phrase from Korea, so Kang Chul-In kindly decided to explain it to him.
-In Korean, there’s a saying that goes like: “If I do it, it’s romance, but if you do it, it’s an affair.”
-You know what I’m talking about right? You split personality bastard.
Even at Kang Chul-In’s harsh words, Vilhelm was silent.
The dungeon gate incident was an act of terror to cause confusion and financial struggles in society to cut Kang Chul-In’s money off. That meant that someone in Kang Chul-In’s family could’ve easily died.
-You did something dirty and cowardly like that, but you’re telling me… what? Don’t touch family?
-Know to be embarrassed at yourself.
Kang Chul-In, the greatest villain in Pangaea who was holding someone’s wife at knife’s edge, was teaching Vilhelm a lesson.
Naeronambul is mine, not yours.
It was humorous that Kang Chul-In was an even worse guy.
-Anyways, what should we do? Off with your wife’s head? Or maybe...?
Kang Chul-In glanced at Viktor Vilhelm.
Vilhelm’s face paled. Of course it would.
Right now, Kang Chul-In was basically saying that his son was next. Kang Chul-In wasn’t being serious, but Vilhelm didn’t know that.
Mei Ling shouted.
-I-I’m okay… b-but… our child.. Viktor… p-please…!
And she pleaded.
-Alright, that’s enough for the family reunion.
Kang Chul-In pushed Mei Ling away and hoarded the screen.
“Kang Chul-In! My wife and my child!”
-Ah, don’t get too angry.
“What kind of bullshit is that!?”
-Do you know about the saying that marriage is life’s grave?
-Socrates, Oscar Wilde, Homer Simpson, Nietzsche, Anton Chekov, and more... People better than us hated marriage, so what makes you different?
“What are you trying to say…?”
-I’ll get rid of your annoying son with this.
Kang Chul-In spoke with a grin.
It wasn’t something he should say since he had three wives, but right now, there was nothing more fun than teasing Vilhelm.
-How is it? Are you tempted? Since you’re the leader of the Gullveig Alliance you’ll probably be acknowledged as an R.S.
-A Returned Single. Oh, do you not know this either?
-Transliterated, it means “fancy divorcee.” Yup, I think that explains it.
“Are you… telling me that you’ll make me a divorcee for my benefit?”
-Yup, that’s right.
Kang Chul-In responded with a smirk.
Obviously Vilhelm’s anger soared through the roof.
“What… do... you… want… Kang Chul-In…?”
Vilhelm asked with a tight voice.
-For 72 hours from now, I won’t allow the Gullveig Alliance’s attack on my army.
“Is that… all?”
-Would it be?
Kang Chul-In was a man who took everything he could get; his conditions wouldn’t end there.
-Request for a ceasefire negotiation after 3 months, and announce your defeat.
-And we can’t forget about the reparations, right?
-Keuk… are you trying to get off easily? Compensation for my dead soldiers and for their families, and 120% more of what I spent on this war. Also, things like installments or discounts aren’t manly, so don’t ask. Pay me everything at once, and send it to my territory with your signature on the ceasefire negotiation.
A man always paid everything in a lump sum!
Kang Chul-In was always the same.
“Isn’t that unfair?!”
Vilhelm argued right away, but Kang Chul-In just became more vicious.
“Why this son of a...!”
“Are you joking with…?”
Eventually, Vilhelm shouted with fury.
“Dammit! This is a war you caused! Your army attacked our territory without any declaration of war, and you want not 50%, but 120%? And you even raised the price from that? Kang Chul-In, your conscience…”
-You should’ve won if you feel so wronged.
-Isn’t it the victor’s right to take from the loser?
Vilhelm almost collapsed from the sudden pain in his heart.
What was this bullshit? He was the victor. He sacrificed many. He even sent in support troops. He was just on the verge of taking back the Deathwin fortress but… his parade was suddenly rained on. Also, it wasn’t an army of millions, but just Kang Chul-In himself to rain on it…
“I can’t… do that… Kang Chul-In…”
“Sure… marriage really is life’s grave, as you say.”
Vilhelm glared at Kang Chul-In with an icy face.
Then, he ordered the cold words to kill his own child.
It was his ambition.
He could have a cold indifference, even getting rid of his son if it meant he could be emperor.
-Wow… what an unsympathetic Lord? That’s some great ambition. But…
-Even if that goes for your son, what about them?
Kang Chul-In turned the camera around.
“Make the army retreat! Quickly!”
“Are you going to kill us all?”
The people who had been receiving mental training shouted at Vilhelm.
Vilhelm’s face darkened. He looked like he ate shit.
-Well, if you won’t acknowledge your defeat… I’m planning on sending them back each with one arm.
-Should I do that?
Kang Chul-In asked in a derisive tone.
This was what he had aimed for. He could kill all the small fish inside the Pentagon, but that would only cause confusion. No, it was more likely that the confusion would be doing something nice for Vilhelm.
If he killed the small fish Lords, Vilhelm or Ao Xin would get the empty territories!
-Let’s say they’ll become one-armed Lords because you don’t move your troops back.
-Do you think they’ll stay still? I heard even a cat bites when they’re backed up into a corner.
It was a heavy threat.
If he didn’t move the troops back, the Bifrost territory would be looted by the angry Lords, and it would be the division of the Gullveig Alliance.
Then, someone who wasn’t Vilhelm, like Ao Xin or Andrei Ivanovich, would become the new leader of the northern alliance.
Vilhelm ground his teeth.
There was nothing he could do but force his troops to retreat.
By ignoring Kang Chul-In’s requests, his political life would be over, and he would be attacked by the northern alliance!
-You’re taking too long; I should raise the price.
Kang Chul-In urged Vilhelm.
-This is the final amount, Vilhelm.
-Compensation for my soldiers and their families, and 200% of war costs.
-In a lump sum, right now.
It was an excessive request. He went from 120% to 200%, an 80% increase!
There probably wasn’t a thief like Kang Chul-In anywhere else.
But Vilhelm had to let himself be scammed. He had no other option.
Some documents started to spew out from the compartment of the magic engineered communication device.
Vilhelm realized one thing when he saw this.
The great king of the Valhalla Kingdom, the Supreme King of the West ‘Kang Chul-In (the contractor)’ and the leader of the Gullveig Alliance ‘Vilhelm (the contractee)’ agree to the following…
1.The contractee acknowledges he lost to the contractor and will announce this to all territories in Pangaea.
4. The contractee will compensate 200% of the contractor’s war costs and will pay this in a lump sum as soon as he signs the ceasefire negotiation (anything other than currency or gold and silver is impossible).
The 200% had been decided from the beginning!Previous Chapter Next Chapter