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Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 410

A sea of people. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐹𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Among the phrases that could describe the front of Hiro’s mansion right now, could anything fit better than this?

In front of Hiro’s mansion, people literally formed mountains and seas.

There were so many that not only Sumiyoshi’s employees but even police fearing safety accidents had been mobilized en masse to control the crowd.

“When is he coming out?”

“Chairman Yasuda, please show your face!”

“Ahh, Lord Hiro!!”

The cries of the people beyond the thick concrete wall were so clear that even someone hard of hearing could make them out.

Yet Su-ho didn’t feel fed up; rather, he let out a faint laugh.

‘This brings back ◆ NĐŸvĐ”lіgÒ»t ◆ (Only on NĐŸvĐ”lіgÒ»t) memories.’

By “the old days,” Su-ho meant both his previous life and the relatively recent past.

No wonder—both in his past life and this one, after reaching the realm of Sword Saint, Su-ho had always lived the life of a superstar under constant attention.

So he didn’t particularly feel bothered or anything like that.

If Su-ho were an ordinary human, he would have been tormented by stalking and paparazzi like other celebrities, but he had long since stepped into the domain of the superhuman.

Ordinary people could never really bother Su-ho.

So he didn’t find them troublesome and instead always felt grateful.

Not because they loved him.

Because they believed in him like a religion, and depending on how he used that, they could become a powerful weapon that no chaebol or celebrity could even dare imitate.

Of course, going out to the press conference in place of his disciple wasn’t only for that reason.

Anyway, since it was something that had happened because of him, it was only right not to push it onto someone else but to finish it with his own hands.

“Yasuda Hiro!!”

“Sumiyoshi!!”

“Come out! Come out!!”

The people’s cries rose higher.

After getting off the elevator, Su-ho deliberately didn’t head straight to the press room but stood at the door and let the moment simmer long enough.

And when their anticipation reached its peak, only then did he open the door and reveal himself.

“Wow!!”

“It’s Yasuda!!”

“It’s Hiro!!”

“Chairman!!”

“Yasuda! Yasuda! Yasuda!”

Thunderous cheers poured out, and Su-ho... no, Su-ho transformed into Hiro deliberately showed a slightly tired look as he entered the press room.

Thankfully, no one charged him like a mob.

Thanks to the control by Sumiyoshi employees and the police.

Instead, they cheered endlessly.

To the point that, without help, the interview looked impossible to conduct.

But because the interview spot had been set up in a rush, there was no host or anyone to assist with the proceedings.

However, Su-ho didn’t care.

No, it was fine.

He figured they wouldn’t be much help even if they were there anyway.

At least, that was what Su-ho thought.

At length, standing at the press room, Su-ho looked out over the audience for a while.

“Yasuda! Yasuda! Yasuda!”

“Hiro! Hiro! Hiro!”

“Sumiyoshi! Sumiyoshi! Sumiyoshi!”

The people’s cheers.

They were like fanatics.

Su-ho looked at them without a word.

As he watched them in silence for quite some time, the cheering people must have sensed something; their voices gradually dwindled, and soon they fell completely silent.

Gulp—

Someone swallowed dryly.

Someone even got nervous.

No wonder.

What people felt from Su-ho’s silent eyes wasn’t simple social cue-reading.

Though his eyes looked tired, there was a strange overwhelming force in the gaze of Su-ho, who stood at the peak of humanity.

Of course, he didn’t use a skill.

But Su-ho’s unsmiling eyes were so keen that they created a peculiar pressure even for ordinary people.

When the audience fell silent, only then did Su-ho pick up the mic.

Biiii—

As he gripped the mic, that characteristic electronic sound rang out.

The sound soon subsided, and Su-ho brought his mouth to the mic.

“Nice to meet you. I am Yasuda Hiro of Sumiyoshi.”

“Wow!!”

“Yasuda! Yasuda! Yasuda!”

“Hiro! Hiro! Hiro!”

“Sumiyoshi! Sumiyoshi! Sumiyoshi!”

Pressed for a moment by the sense of pressure.

When Su-ho opened his mouth, the crowd cheered again.

Then Su-ho looked at them again without a word.

And curiously, the crowd fell silent again.

“Huh.......”

A strange and alien sight.

A reporter watching that scene belatedly realized the odd mood and pressed the shutter.

When only the shutter clicks echoed through the quiet press room, Su-ho finally spoke again.

“Thank you. Since this press conference was put together in a hurry, I was worried because there was no host, but thanks to your consideration, it seems I’ll be able to speak comfortably.”

A light smile.

And a word of thanks added on top.

Perhaps that’s why?

Instead of cheering hotly as Su-ho wished, they held their breath.

And they listened attentively to Su-ho’s words.

Su-ho continued.

“First, we probably won’t be able to do today’s interview as long as you might think. I just cleared a Gate and came out, so I don’t have much left mentally or physically. So I’ll prioritize and tell you the core parts quickly first...... First, I’ll explain in detail later, but the Takamagahara you saw in the notifications is indeed the Takamagahara you’re familiar with.”

“......!”

“......!”

“......!”

Su-ho’s attestation.

At those words, people’s eyes widened, and a few who couldn’t help themselves exclaimed in surprise.

But due to the restraint of those beside them, they had no choice but to hold their breath again.

When the slight commotion calmed, Su-ho continued.

“However, regarding the phrase in the notifications that the story of Takamagahara has begun, the several conditions thereby fulfilled, and the fact that several beings were released and the options of unknown some were strengthened—I don’t really know about that either.”

“You don’t know?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

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