Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 392

There was nothing else to call him but a madman. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

What kind of person could possibly do things like this?

No—maybe I should be grateful instead.

Especially that Necromancer Project. Just hearing the name gave me goosebumps. But...

“Do we have proof?”

Proof that the Chinese government is really planning a Necromancer Project?

What if Su-ho just made up something that isn’t true and simply wanted to kill a high-ranking Chinese official?

Those thoughts crossed my mind for a moment.

Because the more I listened, the more unreal the Su-ho in front of me felt.

“Overwhelming power, close to omnipotent... Right, if a god exists, Su-ho would be that god.”

As soon as I thought that, Su-ho started to look different.

But that thought also lasted only a moment.

“A god? Fine, let’s say Su-ho really is a god. Then why on earth would a god be here, doing this under me of all people?”

There must be far easier and more reliable methods. Why choose these inconvenient ones on purpose?

Amusement?

Just for fun?

Ridiculous.

Jeong Cheol-min, who lit his second cigarette, stared at Su-ho for a while without saying anything.

Su-ho had that good-natured smile on his face.

Watching that, Jeong Cheol-min involuntarily snorted a laugh.

“Why are you laughing?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Right.

Truth or falsehood, the devil’s or a god’s amusement—so what?

What could I even do with that knowledge?

Until Su-ho stepped forward, all I could do was move within the system the Association built.

Su-ho prodded me.

“Why? What is it?”

“There’s just stuff like that, punk. So then, why did you pull all that off and come back to the Association?”

“It’s an emergency, so of course I should come to the Association first. Isn’t that the basics for a civil servant?”

“The fact that something like ‘the basics for a civil servant’ comes out of your mouth is comedy. Fine, let’s say that’s that. What’s next? Are you planning to clean up after the Second Cataclysm now that you’re here?”

“Close, but a bit different.”

“How different?”

“I already gave the kids a heads-up, but I wanted to tell you in advance too—and ask a favor.”

“So what?”

“Please keep it official that I’m still in North Korea.”

This was the point.

Jeong Cheol-min’s eyes widened at Su-ho’s words.

“What?”

“Since it’s you, not anyone else, I’ll be honest. At this pace, and if things go according to my plan... I’m thinking we might be able to bring an end to the Gates faster than expected.”

“And the Association work gets in the way of that process?”

“If I don’t sugarcoat it, yes.”

“Then do it.”

“Sir?”

“Do it. Frankly, even if I said no, you’d find a way and push it through anyway, wouldn’t you? If that’s the case, just keep in touch with me now and then so I can at least be reassured. Like you said—no, just as you want—I’ll stay at the desk, back up the field, and support you.”

“Why are you being so cool about it?”

“Cool, my ass. You’re a guy with your own clear objective. A guy who went and cut the Chinese Chairman’s throat because he needed to—what meaning is there in a mere department head at a small peninsular country’s Association telling you no? And honestly, is this even ‘permission’? It’s just a notification.”

“Come on, even so, I observed the proper courtesy and asked you formally...”

“I know, man. That’s why I’m saying ‘go ahead’ just as coolly. No matter how much we separate public and private, the whole reason the Association and Player institutions exist is to aim for ending the Gates. If pointless procedures and processes blur that essence, then it’s right not to do them.”

“Chief...”

“That’s why I’m actually grateful. To be honest, it’s a [N O V E L I G H T] blessing you didn’t throw your resignation down over this. No—frankly, it’s a blessing you didn’t go bad. You’ve got the kind of power that could make you the god of a new world, like in some comic book, and yet here you are... I support everything you’re doing.”

At Jeong Cheol-min’s words, the corners of Su-ho’s mouth lifted.

Right.

This is the Cheol-min hyung I know.

Recruiting Cheol-min hyung early really was a divine move.

Su-ho bowed his head sincerely.

“Thank you, Chief.”

“What chief... just call me hyung. What’s the use of titles now? Watching you makes everything we’re doing feel like kids playing.”

“Oh, what kind of kids’ play is this. But really—call you hyung?”

“You hate it?”

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