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◈ The Precious Demon King

Chapter 66: The Sword That Brings Disaster

The house already belonged to Kim Junyong. There was no need to go through a realtor.

A Hunter Management Bureau agent came along to punch in the passcode and guide the family inside.

"Sangsu, open the door."

"Yes, sir. The passcode for 10-8 is..."

Kim Sangsu fumbled through his phone to find the passcode and opened the door. The family entered in anticipation.

"Oh, it's clean."

"Wow, the entryway's big."

They liked the house as much as the builder had put effort into it.

"Whoa, the room's really big! This one's mine!"

"You take it. I'll take the one with the bathroom."

"Huh? There's a room with a bathroom?"

"I called it!"

The siblings seemed excited about the move already. Puzzled by the spotless interior, Kim Jangmi asked.

"Didn't the previous owner live here until this morning?"

"Haha, yes, that's what I heard."

"Wow."

Kim Jangmi exclaimed in amazement.

How much money must have been spent to move the previous owner out in just one day? And in that time, to have cleaned everything spotlessly and even brought in new appliances still wrapped in plastic–how many people must have been involved?

Her brother was contributing to the country to the extent that so many people were deployed.

"The children seem to like it."

"Well, it's better than an apartment, after all..."

"Then Noona can live in this house."

"Hm? There are plenty of rooms. Why don't you live here too?"

"No, it's fine. I already have plenty of houses."

"Well, that's true..."

It wasn't a matter of rooms. Nine houses in the area had become Kim Junyong's property.

"My current house is enough."

He had already established a base and couldn't move it. Not that there was any need to anyway.

"Hm? Are you not going to run the restaurant anymore?"

"No, I'm going to move it across the street."

There were nine houses in total, with his existing house by the road as the reference point. Three houses across the street formed one block, and six houses–including his original house–formed another.

If I expand, it looks like everything will more or less fall within range.

It was best to leave the dungeon as it was. Since not only he and his familiars but also his family would now be living together, it seemed better for security reasons to move the restaurant across the street.

Of course, he couldn't abandon his source of Lucky Stones. This was a kind of power that interfered with causality itself–something not even mana could affect. So even for Kim Junyong, the only way to obtain Lucky Stones for now was through Edmond.

Abandoning it would be foolish.

"You can go ahead with the move as early as tomorrow."

"Wow..."

"As for the other houses, if you let us know their intended uses over time, we'll assist with remodeling."

"Remodeling? No need. They're old–just tear them all down."

"What?"

"Tear them down."

"Ah, yes."

What power did Kim Sangsu have? He diligently reported in the Special Advisor Support Division group chat.

– The Special Advisor picked 10-8 as his sister's house.

– He will stay in his current house.

– Restaurant to open across the street.

– Wants all the remaining buildings demolished.

Soon, a message from Choi Hyunju came up.

– Got it. Keep checking if there are any other requests.

– Yes, understood.

After looking around the house, Kim Jangmi took her excited children and returned home for the time being.

When Kim Sangsu arrived in front of the apartment, he got out, opened the door, and bowed politely.

"Then, we'll make sure the move is finished by tomorrow."

"O-Okay."

She was still dazed. Was it really okay to decide on a move this easily? It was astonishing how quickly every administrative and physical step could be completed, as if roasting beans over a lightning fire.

Moreover, was it really okay to accept such benefits so nonchalantly...?

"To the Special Advisor, your family's presence is a great source of strength."

Upon hearing Kim Sangsu's spirited words, Kim Jangmi gave a gentle smile.

"That's reassuring to hear. I should be the one thanking the Hunter Management Bureau for always looking after Junyong."

"Oh, not at all. It's the Special Advisor who takes care of the world."

Since tomorrow was a weekday, she had to go to work. The Hunter Management Bureau would send people to handle the move themselves.

"Ugh, I don't want to go to the clinic tomorrow."

"...Mom is the director. You have to go."

"Right."

"Haha, Mom, are you excited too?"

"It's just...I feel relieved, that's all."

Her brother had been missing for twenty years, and when he returned, he soon moved out on his own. She had regretted being too neglectful and not caring for him enough. Now, she had a chance to make up for it.

"I'm so excited! Ah, I want to skip school tomorrow!"

"Go to bed."

"Ah, okay."

She sent her playful son off to bed. Yu Jia didn't show it, but she was just as excited as she sorted through her things in her room.

Yu Jihun returned to his room, looked around, and nodded.

"Okay, looks like there's nothing I really need to pack."

The moving company would take care of everything anyway. A second-year middle schooler didn't have any precious belongings to pack separately.

"Okay, okay."

"Hey, Mara and Tanghulu, how are you two?"

"Mara."

"Tanghulu."

"Oh, so smart."

After making the two parrots repeat words for a while, he quietly turned on his computer.

"This'll be the last night in this place."

Should he leave one last trace behind? As he hurriedly searched for his earphones, the parrots, Mara and Tanghulu, quietly turned their heads toward the wall.

* * *

The next morning, Kim Junyong woke up early. When he saw the man who had come with Kim Sangsu, he tilted his head in puzzlement. For some reason, he thought he had seen the man before.

"Hehehe, it's been a while."

"Oh, right. Hm."

When it seemed that Kim Junyong had forgotten him, the man was shocked. However, befitting his seasoned age, he soon introduced himself.

"We've met before. I'm Bureau Director Park Taejun of the Hunter Management Bureau."

"Ah, back then...that..."

As Kim Junyong tapped his head lightly, Park Taejun's expression darkened. It was a pain he never wanted to recall again.

"I-I'm truly sorry about back then."

"Haha, it's all in the past, so let's forget it. Still, I guess you're my boss now?"

"Y-Your boss?"

"Isn't that so?"

It was a meeting between the "Bureau Director" and the Hunter Management Bureau's "Special Advisor."

"Ah, that...no, that's not it. It's a cooperative relationship. Our Hunter Management Bureau does not treat Special Advisor as a subordinate."

"Oh, that's a good mindset. You won't be called old-fashioned."

"Hahaha."

Park Taejun laughed while breaking into a cold sweat.

"I came about the neighborhood houses. I was hoping to oversee the renovations."

"Ah, that."

As Kim Junyong came to own more houses, vacant houses ended up appearing around the area.

Only three were needed: his sister's house, his current house, and the restaurant.

The remaining houses were vacant after all the residents moved out.

"How about entrusting it to the experts? I'll take command personally and deliver the best results."

"Hm, well, go ahead."

"Oh! Thank you!"

Park Taejun inwardly rejoiced. More and more conspicuous foreign agents were appearing in the area.

The design and reconstruction has to be carried out with security as the central focus.

For that reason, it was best that he be entrusted with full authority.

"By any chance, do you have any requirements you would like to be sure we include?"

"Hm, maybe just decorate the garden a bit."

Since all the vacant houses were old villas, Kim Junyong chose a garden instead of tearing everything down and rebuilding.

"Just ask my sister. My current house is enough for me."

"Oh! Understood."

"As for the restaurant, ask Ed."

"Yes, understood. I'll show you the designs as soon as they're finished. As for the construction start, perhaps we should align it with your vacation..."

"Vacation? Hm. I'll go when Director Cheon and Deputy Director Lee return."

"Yes, I'll set the schedule that way."

From what the deputy bureau director told Park Taejun, Cheon Yubeom and Lee Mina were having quite a hard time. It seemed it would still be a long while before they could leave the Demon Realm.

That gives me some time for the design.

Park Taejun headed to the first floor to ask Edmond about the requirements. Left alone on the second floor, Kim Junyong stretched and looked at the house his sister would be moving into.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Living near his family gave him a peculiar sense of security. More than his sister, it was the face of his nephew, to who he had grown attached in just a few days, that lingered vividly in his mind.

"When is Remi coming back?"

Was it because he was thinking of his family? Being alone today felt especially boring.

* * *

Planet Belhaim.

The only nation that could claim an emperor. A grand banquet was held in the imperial palace of the Adrian Empire.

Augustus Adrian III.

The most exalted person alive was hosting a victory banquet.

It was the day to officially announce the Demon King's subjugation and declare the end of the war. It was also the day the Allied Forces, which had united all of humanity as one, would disband.

Through the amplification magic of an archmage, Emperor Augustus Adrian III's voice spread far and wide.

"...and so the Demon King's corpse has been confirmed! The Mad Monarch's body was not found, but it appears he was annihilated during the battle with the Demon King. Therefore, I proclaim the victory of our Allied Forces!"

"Uwaaah!"

He smiled, waited for the cheers to die down, and then shouted. 

"The Allied Forces may disband today, but the Demon King's army has not been completely destroyed!"

"..."

"Though the Demon Realm monarchs have all been annihilated, demons still lurk in every corner of the continent!"

The Demon King was dead. And though not equal to the Demon King, the Demon Realm monarchs who had ruled each region had also perished.

The Mad Monarch, who seemed to have perished with them, had also died.

Through their self-destruction, the Allied Forces gained an effortless victory. What remained were the demons and monsters that had hidden themselves away in darker, more sinister places.

They had to be cleared out...It was not yet time for humanity's force to be dispersed...

"The Empire will fight, and until the day not even a single monster remains on this continent, the Empire's sword shall not cease!"

The emperor's declaration, carried by amplification magic, shook the hearts of the people.

"That the masters of this continent are once again humans! That we shall fight until the flourishing age our ancestors enjoyed two hundred years ago is restored! I, Augustus Adrian III, swear this upon the names of our ancestors!"

"Uwaaah!"

After waving to the cheering crowd for a while, the emperor stepped down from the podium.

The kingdoms of the allied nations had dispatched envoys to join today's victory banquet. Among them were two neighboring kings who had come in person to celebrate.

Two hundred years of shared struggle had bonded them deeply.

"A splendid speech. Hahaha."

"Haha, King Daul, King Yunapa. Thank you for coming."

"It is an honor that we were able to end this calamity together with Your Majesty."

"Haha, King Daul, will you continue to fight alongside us?"

"Hahaha, when it comes to hunting down stragglers, it's better done in scattered fashion. Now, shouldn't we each turn to tending our own kingdoms?"

At King Daul's words, the emperor laughed. Truly tenacious.

Two hundred years had passed since the invasion of the Demon Realm. In that time, countless lives had been lost and kingdoms had fallen. Humanity had naturally united under the name of the Allied Forces to survive.

Though so much time had passed, the emperor shuddered at the stubborn vitality of the kingdoms that still clung to life. But even that would give way, for today would mark the start of a great unification.

"The Allied Forces may disband, but the spirit for humanity's reclamation of the continent will remain with us."

"Indeed, King Yunapa's words are correct."

The emperor gave a sly smile and gestured. His bodyguard drew his sword like lightning and struck King Yunapa's neck.

"...What?!"

"W-What!"

"Aaahh!"

The imperial palace knights standing by drew their swords and began to kill. The emperor looked upon the bloody scene, then turned his back and walked toward the throne set high upon the platform.

Truly, a feast of blood.

Was it not the sweetest scent? On this planet where the Demon King had died, the most exalted person was none but him, Augustus Adrian III.

And on this continent, one nation was sufficient...

Trembling with ecstasy that made his whole body quiver, he furrowed his brow at the banquet hall that had suddenly fallen silent. Seated in his chair, he turned to look back.

At the entrance stood a man with a cold, grim expression. In his hand was an all-too-famous sword.

"...!"

Startled, the emperor leapt to his feet. This was a man he absolutely did not want to face.

No–if that man was here, didn't it mean that guy was here too? His body began to tremble like a leaf in the wind.

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