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Chapter 49: Epnol Company (3)
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A joke called the "newest method of suicide" often appeared on the Transcendent Gallery.
Of course, it was rare for anyone to meet true death in the literal sense.
Most members of the Transcendent Gallery were Transcendents with at least mid-tier divine rank.
So the occasional topic was usually the deaths of recreational duplicate bodies.
Stories about bodies sent to lower civilizations in the Great Heavenly World or places like the Upper Realm.
-I'm fucked. I messed with a clan-based sect lol. This one's over.
ㄴYou just committed suicide...
ㄴThis guy's just naturally hot-tempered lol. Whenever he goes out to have fun, he messes with a Magic Tower or sect and gets himself killed.
Duplicate bodies that could not grow beyond a certain level under the world's laws would eventually meet their end anyway.
Usually, though, they died before reaching that point.
Most often because they provoked someone they could not handle.
That was why Oz's post, uploaded at one o'clock one day, drew a remarkably uniform reaction.
[ This is new. ] - Oz
I've never received a formal notice in my life.
Can someone check whether I interpreted this correctly?
Due to your unauthorized use of force, our company's magical industrial complex was burned to the ground, and we have confirmed that key industrial facilities, including production equipment and magical power reactors, have suffered irreparable damage.
[Hey, you fucking bastards, why'd you wreck our factory?]
Our company has never declared any hostile action toward you, and the facility in question was unquestionably private property operated through lawful procedures.
[Don't be ridiculous. Who the hell do you think you are?]
Accordingly, we demand that within 72 hours of receiving this notice, you clearly explain the circumstances of the incident and the matter of responsibility, and formally declare your intention to compensate us for the full amount of damages.
[Explain yourselves, you fucking bastards.]
If no satisfactory response is received within the deadline, our company will consider you to have refused an amicable resolution and pursue accountability using every means at our disposal.
[Before you die lol.]
Feels like that's what it says.
What should I reply?
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Comments (2004)
-What is this now lol
-Wait, all this "our company" stuff. Are they actually a company? How did they send a formal notice?
ㄴYou think they sent it to Oz? lol They probably sent it to someone under Oz.
-Wow, this is terrifying lol. This is why, when someone looks like they've got powerful backing, you should investigate them first.
-Just observe a moment of silence...
-RIP
-My condolences...
-This is an all-time suicide lol
Oz had personally received a "written protest."
Naturally, while the expected ending took slightly different forms, it all came down to one conclusion.
-There's no way Oz lets this slide...
ㄴBased on Oz's earlier posts, they've got a temper lol.
ㄴFor real. Even if they're a benevolent deity, there's no way they'd put up with someone showing up out of nowhere to provoke them.
ㄴCalling it an industrial complex and all, they sound like genuine small fries lol.
Transcendents were all people whose egos and pride were second to none, and judging from Oz's actions so far, Oz was no great exception.
The future awaiting those who sent that protest letter was ju-ok: "pearls and jade."
Not literal gems. Say ju-ok quickly and it sounded like the Korean word for "dick."
In other words, they were completely fucked...
* * *
"You've got to be kidding me."
I found myself reciting a line from a movie I had watched in my previous life.
The reason was an absurd formal notice that had arrived at one o'clock one day.
The letter, sent under the name Epnol Company, could be summarized simply.
We know you destroyed our factories.
So let's have a proper showdown.
Of course, it was true that I, or rather Wendy acting on my orders, had destroyed every last one of those factories.
But there were several issues that came before that.
First, Epnol Company's factories were illegal facilities.
Yoseong Island, where the factories and research complexes stood, had an independent status even within Haedong.
That was why it used the title Island Lord rather than mayor or provincial governor.
It meant the position held immense authority and power.
Since they had been caught establishing unauthorized factories and research facilities on Yoseong Island, there was nothing they could officially do about their destruction.
Yet they had sent this letter anyway. That likely meant they considered us easy targets.
They probably viewed us as something like accomplices of the Island Lord of Yoseong Island.
That was more plausible than assuming a force from Hyeondeok City, located deep inland, had destroyed those facilities for no reason.
And this formal notice had been sent based on that judgment.
My impression after reading it was clear.
"The nerve."
Epnol Company was a fairly important villain in the early parts of the original story.
The incident they caused on Yoseong Island was the spark that set several disturbances into motion.
The original protagonist resolved those problems one by one and gained momentum for growth, but...
That momentum for growth was entirely useless to me, so I had simply removed them.
More accurately, I had gotten rid of them in advance because they were annoying.
That was all the importance they held.
"They thought they could take us."
They were likely also angry that a Magic Tower belonging to a mere upper-tier city in Haedong had dared to interfere with them.
Then I would have to show them that we were not merely some insignificant force.
The method was simple.
I would crush whoever stood behind them.
* * *
Several countries lay north of Haedong, but only two could truly be called major powers.
One was the Rolan Empire, while the other was the Daemin Kingdom.
Of the two, Daemin was closer to Haedong.
They could not be considered completely friendly, but compared to Rolan, Daemin took a much more amicable stance.
Epnol Company's chairperson, Kang Yeonggyeong, had roots in the Daemin Kingdom.
The company was not particularly impressive in its home country, but it had connections with several Daemin officials and high-ranking Ability Users.
The biggest of those connections was the Deputy Palace Master of Cheonsogung, a first-rate sect within Daemin.
"I trust you have been well."
That was why the first place Kang Yeonggyeong had rushed to after this incident was Cheonsogung.
Whatever trick had been played, one of the attackers sent from that small Magic Tower in Haedong had reached the mage realm.
Few people who could be hired with money had reached the mage realm or higher.
Even the Nascent Soul cultivator stationed on Yoseong Island had only been hireable because they were a half-baked cultivator who had not even consolidated their initial-stage realm.
Kang Yeonggyeong had needed to make every effort to win that cultivator's favor just to bring them in.
"I came because I have a few requests to make."
To hold that Winter Tree Mage Tower or whatever it was responsible, Kang Yeonggyeong needed at least equivalent force.
Cheonsogung had hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators, while several high-ranking elders had already reached Spirit Transformation.
They had been able to borrow several Nascent Soul cultivators in similar cases before, so Kang Yeonggyeong had hurried here to make that request.
"Requests?"
One unexpected problem was that the Deputy Palace Master's expression did not look very good, but what trouble could that cause?
So Kang Yeonggyeong broke out in a cold sweat and carefully began the story they had prepared.
"There are people interfering with the task you ordered me to carry out.
"The factories and research facilities operating to produce the Oryeongju you ordered were destroyed by some rat-like bastards. I have investigated, but they have no substantial backing, and we cannot completely crush them with our own strength..."
Of course, the production of Oryeongju had little to do with the Yoseong Island factories.
But there was some connection, and the factories and laboratories really had been destroyed.
If Kang Yeonggyeong tied those two facts together well enough, they should receive a favorable response.
"...Is that so?"
Sure enough, the Deputy Palace Master's lips twisted unpleasantly.
Cultivators were people whose pride reached the heavens. There was no way the Deputy Palace Master would sit idle after hearing this...
Cough, hrrk!
"You fucking idiot. How dare you make a fool of me?"
"Kh... hrrk...?"
The Deputy Palace Master's hand shot out and seized Kang Yeonggyeong by the throat.
Kang Yeonggyeong reflexively clawed at their neck, their movements growing increasingly frantic.
"You got hold of a little money and started strutting around. I tolerated you because I thought you might be useful in your own way, but you still went and did something like this. You vermin."
Urk, blegh...
Blood and fragments of viscera spilled from Kang Yeonggyeong's mouth.
Before they could utter a single excuse, Kang Yeonggyeong died not long afterward.
The Deputy Palace Master watched coldly, then sighed and sent a voice transmission.
Send a reply. Tell them I handled one piece of vermin myself.
In that brief moment, only two feelings remained for the Deputy Palace Master.
One was anger toward the corpse sprawled on the ground.
The other was a vast question.
"What the hell had this bastard been doing for letters to come from those old monsters in the Upper Realm?"
Thinking that one piece of trash had nearly complicated life after ascension made the Deputy Palace Master feel they had made a mistake by letting Kang Yeonggyeong die so easily.
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