Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 12

< The King of Kwon, all fired >

When Dokjonghori Cheolmyeongho came out into the gambling hall with a disheveled face, tattered hands, and injuries all over his body, the gamblers who had been tilting their heads due to the commotion inside looked at Cheolmyeongho.

I thought it was the scream of the Grand Duke of the Galaxy, but why did Cheolmyeongho appear in such a state?

The gamblers exchanged glances.

'There comes the Iron Man.'

'You've become a cripple.'

'We can beat that kind of iron man too.'

Those who harbored ill feelings toward Cheol Myung-ho rose from their seats. They intended to use this opportunity to beat him to death or force him to spit out the money he had amassed.

Then Cheol Myeong-ho smiled with a face covered in blood.

Thinking about it, it didn't seem easy to escape this place in this state. Even if the gatekeeper stopped him, he'd likely be caught by others and beaten to death. Only then did Cheol Myeong-ho feel the pressure of the weak. Yet, a smile still escaped his lips.

“Huh ·····.

Cheol Myeong-ho said, looking around with mad eyes.

"If you can't kill me here today, those who attacked me are dead. Think carefully before attacking."

One of the men blocking Cheol Myeong-ho said as he pulled a dagger from his waistband.

“Give me the money. If you don’t want to die, then… I’ll just take the money I’ve squandered here.”

The man's gambling den colleague also intervened.

"Okay. Let's start with the money. Dokjonghori."

Cheol Myeong-ho said with a smile.

"You ridiculous bastards… Did I force you to gamble? You fucking gambling addicts. Have I ever forced you?"

At that moment, the door opened with a clanging sound and the Danwoo-seong and Ssangbo brothers walked out.

As Danwoo Seong took the lead, those who had been gathered around made way for him.

Danwoo Sung was familiar with the faces of those blocking Cheol Myung Ho's path. They were less vicious than Cheol Myung Ho. But they were determined to beat the half-crippled Cheol Myung Ho to death, as if they had the moment.

Aren't humans truly cunning?

Weak to the strong, strong to the weak.

One of the men who was intoxicated by the atmosphere laughed and said as soon as he saw Dan Woo-seong.

“Hey, Gaechaban, are you the one who bought the Ssangbo brothers?”

It might seem that way to them.

The Grand Duke was fine, but even the Ssangbo brothers following behind were injured. It was a situation that could easily be mistaken for a double-crossing plan between the Ssangbo brothers and Cheolmyeongho.

Danwoo Sung, who had been trudging forward, slapped the man he'd just spoken to. With a thud, the man tumbled backward. The simple slap sent him flying, unable to control himself. The people in the crowd flinched in shock and backpedaled.

Danwoo Seong said as he walked.

"What the hell are you talking about? You crazy bastard. Stop messing with the atmosphere and get out of here. If you want to kill Cheol Myung-ho, come after he's recovered from his injuries. If anyone tries to attack before then, I'll make them as crippled as Cheol Myung-ho is now."

Cheol Myeong-ho stuck his mouth out and glared at Dan Woo-seong.

Danwoo Seong continued speaking.

"Where did those guys who normally wouldn't even make eye contact find the motivation to start talking nonsense? Get out of the way."

The road is open.

Danwoo Seong, the Ssangbo brothers, Cheolmyeongho, and the gatekeeper walked along the path that people turned left and right.

Cheol Myeong-ho was cursing while looking at Dan Woo-seong's back, but he was muttering as if he was reciting a Buddhist prayer, afraid that he would be hit by the Grand Duke again.

'어휴, 개새끼······ 멋있는 척 하기는. 재수 없게. 무공은 어디서 갑자기 배워가지고. 아, 열받네.'

In any case, in order to escape from this place safely, I had no choice but to chase after the Archduke.

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The number of members of the Galaxy Upper Family has increased by two.

On the day that Danwoo-seong brought the brothers Yuk Myung-bo and Yuk Jin-bo, the Milky Way Tower was lit up all night long.

Dan Woo-seong, who had been watching the upper-level members treat the Ssangbo brothers, went to his second son, Lee Hwa-eon, and entrusted him with the property he had taken from Cheol Myeong-ho.

Although the governor was in charge of storage and accounting, the money was classified as the Archduke's personal property. Excluding gold and silver, the cash alone was worth a staggering five hundred thousand nyang.

Lee Hwa-eon was also shocked.

“Where did you get this much money? Did you steal it, brother?”

“I hit Cheolmyeongho and took him away.”

"ah······."

Lee Hwa-eon was both absurd and funny. Since his older brother had mastered martial arts, it was the first thing he would steal.

Of course, what was more important to Danwoo Sung than money was his twin brothers.

Danwoo Sung planned to teach the Ssangbo brothers a martial art called Heukgubantangong (黑狗反彈功) as soon as they recovered from their injuries. It was a martial art that hardened the entire body to the point where even spears and swords could not penetrate it. It was incredibly difficult to master, and for those with normal bodies, it was a painful process that would be best avoided.

However, of all the martial arts Danwoosung knew, this one was the most suitable for the Ssangbo brothers. The Ssangbo brothers' bodies were perfectly suited to mastering the Black Ball Strike. It wasn't just their bodies, but the fact that they'd never groaned loudly even when beaten by Danwoosung made it even more ideal.

Danwoo Sung returned and stared blankly at the twin brothers lying side by side after receiving treatment.

“As soon as you receive treatment, the people here will guide you to my annex.”

"All right."

That was all the conversation entailed. The Ssangbo brothers were reserved, but Danwoosung didn't bother to speak at length either. Before they knew it, a brief exchange of glances was enough for the three of them to converse.

Danwoo Seong was the last to look around the upper part of the building before going to his quarters and going to sleep.

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Sibi spoke cautiously in front of Danwoo Seong's room.

“Your Majesty, the meal is ready.”

Danwoo Seong replied with his eyes still closed.

"Call the brothers you brought last night too. They'll be in the annex. Their names are Yuk Myeong-bo and Yuk Jin-bo. They'll be staying with you from now on, so tell the others their names. Think of them as your bodyguards from now on."

"All right."

"Prepare a generous breakfast. We'll be eating together. The Lu family will probably eat a lot. Wake them up when they're ready."

“Yes, Confucius.”

After sleeping late at night, Danwoo Sung closed his eyes again.

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While eating the rare feast, Yuk Jin-bo would often close his eyes tightly.

Danwoo-seong stared blankly, wondering what they were up to. A moment later, as the Ssangbo brothers chewed on their meat dishes, they simultaneously closed their eyes. Danwoo-seong tilted his head and asked.

“Why are you closing your eyes?”

Yuk Jin-bo opened his eyes wide and looked at Dan Woo-seong, speaking in a serious tone.

“It’s so delicious.”

It was actually a bit funny, but Danwoo Sung didn't laugh.

"Thank goodness. It's delicious… Still, keep your eyes open when you eat. If you eat in a place like a guesthouse, you might get attacked by a dark spirit, or a sinister person might put poison in your drink or water."

It was difficult for Dan Woo-seong, who lived in the world of martial arts, to understand.

The Ssangbo brothers accepted Danwoo's advice as is.

"All right."

The two of them now had no intention of closing their eyes even if they were eating something delicious.

Danwoo Seong spoke in a calm tone.

“Let’s eat together often.”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Thank you, brother.”

Danwoo Seong said to the Ssangbo brothers.

"Don't starve if I'm not around during mealtimes. You can eat in the communal dining hall shared with the upper-level staff. Some people work late into the night or return from far away, so you can always ask for a meal to be prepared."

The twin brothers looked at each other with surprise.

“This is truly a tremendous achievement.”

“Then I’ll eat dinner often at night too.”

Danwoo-seong nodded.

"Eat as much as you want. Somehow, the more you eat, the stronger you'll become. It's a strange feeling, but… I think it really is."

The Ssangbo brothers did not show any humility.

“Yes, I will eat it often.”

“It’s really good.”

Suddenly, Danwoo Seong put down his chopsticks and spoke to the two people in a polite tone.

"Myungbo, Jinbo. I ask for your continued support. I need someone to protect me when I'm away. I'll help you grow stronger, so you two should guard the upper ranks when I'm gone."

“Yes, I understand.”

Danwoo Seong tried to include the Ssangbo brothers in the escort team, but ended up failing.

They had peculiar personalities and unusual appetites, so the escorts seemed like they'd be a tough sell. It would have been better to have them stay in his annex and teach them martial arts when they had time.

The Twin Brothers were not at all curious as to why the Grand Duke of the Galaxy had suddenly become so powerful.

Just as we were finishing our meal, the governor's messenger came in and told us that a general meeting was about to be held.

It was a general meeting that, shamefully, the former Grand Duke had never attended.

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The general meeting was led by the general director.

Representatives from each department were present, as were the executives of the headquarters, such as the head of the escort team, the head of the inspection team, and the head of the management team.

Danwoo-seong listened silently for a while, but when the topic of 'greetings' came up, he opened his mouth.

"Where is the leader of the escort group? Isn't he attending the general meeting?"

As people looked around and responded with an expression of ignorance, Dan Woo-seong continued speaking.

"I was going to speak to the escort leader in his presence, but I can't help it. The Gu Yang family's guests have caused a disturbance, and the escort leader bears some responsibility for it. Even the commander was injured. And the Gu Yang family hasn't been of any help in dealing with the Soseon faction's demands for money. The crucial role of the escort leader is to protect the Sangdanju, but as far as I know, it seems like Vice-Chief Hanyeop has been in charge of that role. Is that correct?"

Hanyeop nodded.

“Yes.”

Danwoo Seong said.

"Since it's a general meeting, I'd like to propose additional personnel matters. A motion to dismiss Guyang Hou, the head of the escort group… Furthermore, I'd like to see the payment of protection money to Guyang Se-ga cut off. Of course, all Guyang Se-ga outsiders within the upper ranks should also be fired. It's ineffective and only costs money, so there's no point in continuing it. I'm saying this because if I don't say so, you'll be forever handing over your hard-earned money to Guyang Se-ga."

There was no response from anyone.

As Danwoo Sung said, it wasn't a simple task, said Lee Si-yang, the manager in charge of personnel.

"Your Highness, the matter of the Goyang family cannot be easily decided here. The Lord of the Upper House must also be present for a conclusion to be reached."

Danwoo-seong shook his head.

"Uncle, since Father is unwell right now, it's better to just relay the results of the general meeting. He'll decide. If the family members don't express their opinions and just wait for Father's decision on every matter, there's no need for a general meeting. Even if he does make a decision, they'll be curious to hear what the family members think."

Lee Si-yang closed his mouth.

Lee Si-yang was an orphan raised by a former lord of the upper class, and was a sworn brother to Lee Seong-min, the lord of the upper class of the time. Therefore, his proper title was "Ui-suk-bu," but Dan Woo-seong deliberately called him "uncle."

Danwoo-seong continued speaking while looking around the room.

"Things are decided by a show of hands from those present… I'll start with the dismissal of Guyanghou Danju. Only those who oppose, please raise your hand."

When only two out of twelve people in attendance were opposed, Dan Woo-seong spoke to Lee Hwa-eon.

“Tell them that we have reached a consensus on dismissal and ask for their approval.”

Lee Hwa-eon replied.

"All right."

While Danwoo Seong was making his own arbitrary judgments about personnel matters, a middle-aged man's voice was heard from outside the main hall where the general meeting was being held.

“Who are you going to fire?”

As soon as he heard the voice, Danwoo-seong smiled.

Outside, the leader of the escort, Guyanghu, walked in, his pack on his back. Of course, having heard the Grand Duke's words, his expression was rotten.

<The King of Kwon, All Fired> End

ⓒ Eugene Sung

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