Chapter 92

I am not a reincarnator, Chapter 92

The Ancient Constellation (3)

A handsome man so attractive that even other men would exclaim in admiration.

A young man who exuded a freshness beyond mere tidiness smiled and extended his hand.

‘Chun Woo Sung.’

The son of the King of Owls, Chun Do Yun, and the one who actually leads the ‘Owl’ faction of the Black Star Society.

And.

“I heard you’re a board member, but you’re much younger than I expected.”

A loach that had secretly sneaked into the association.

“Haha! Thanks to the support of many people, I got here. It’s an honor beyond words for me.”

Honor, my ass.

He’s talking big despite using tricks and threats to secure his position.

‘Well, what can you do.’

If that’s a skill, then it’s a skill.

“More importantly… why are you here at the association?”

Chun Woo Sung narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Oh Jin.

“I’m planning to leave Korea soon, so I came to discuss my schedule.”

Of course, he had no plans to leave Korea.

There was something he needed to check.

“Hmm. Are you going to Italy again?”

As expected.

He knows I went to Italy.

“Haha. Isabella invited me.”

“An invitation from the Saint of Rome? That’s quite enviable, isn’t it?”

Chun Woo Sung shrugged his shoulders with a sly smile.

“Luckily, Isabella really likes me.”

“…Is that so?”

Startled.

Chun Woo Sung’s shoulders trembled slightly.

Oh Jin smiled, observing his reaction.

‘Good.’

Just as I thought, he’s wary of Isabella.

‘Well, it would be strange if he wasn’t.’

He recalled Isabella’s chilling smile as she seductively licked and drank blood.

Her overwhelming power that could sweep away hundreds of Awakened with a simple gesture.

Her cruel nature that mercilessly slaughtered those who annoyed her.

With the plan to eliminate her using the Marco Family failing, he must be burning with anxiety right now.

‘In such a situation, he can’t just mess with someone Isabella likes.’

Whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter.

The mere possibility is enough to restrict his actions.

‘And, well, it’s not like I’m lying, either.’

In a different sense, it’s true that Isabella really likes me.

“I hope you form a good friendship. If you become close to a world-renowned figure like the Saint of Rome, it will be a great help to the association.”

After a moment of hesitation, Chun Woo Sung smiled brightly and shook Oh Jin’s hand.

“By the way.”

His gaze turned to Haeun.

“Who is the person behind you….”

Haeun’s eyes widened as he looked at her.

“……!!”

Chun Woo Sung, with a look of shock, took a few steps back.

‘…What is it?’

Why is he so surprised to see Haeun?

“Is something wrong?”

“Ah… What? Haha. Nothing, just that she’s incredibly beautiful.”

Chun Woo Sung shook his head, trying to make an excuse.

‘He’s lying.’

He’s not just surprised by Haeun’s beauty.

There’s another reason.

‘What could it be?’

Why is he so shocked to see Haeun?

It’s hard to guess.

“Don’t worry about her; I’m not interested.”

Haeun frowned, looking displeased.

“Haha. I’m sorry. I was being rude.”

Chun Woo Sung bowed deeply and apologized.

“Anyway, it’s a great honor to welcome such outstanding Awakened to the association.”

With a smile, he pulled out a business card from his pocket.

“If you need any help, feel free to contact me anytime.”

“Sure, of course.”

Oh Jin nodded, taking the card.

“Then, I hope you both have a good day.”

With a formal farewell, Chun Woo Sung walked away.

“Hmm. Is he a spy for the Black Star Society?”

Haeun narrowed her eyes, watching him leave.

“He doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who’d join that crazy group. He looks normal.”

“Don’t pay attention to him; he’s rotten inside.”

Oh Jin’s voice turned harsh, bothered by the attention Chun Woo Sung had shown to Haeun.

“Huh? Are you jealous, Oh Jin?”

Haeun smirked, poking his side.

“You’re so cute.”

“…No, that’s not what I meant.”

“Kyahaha! How do you plan to live without me? You, you!”

“……”

He wanted to tell her she was mistaken, but seeing how happy she was made him hesitate.

“Anyway.”

Haeun crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes.

“…Is Isabella the Saint of Rome? How do you know her?”

“I met her briefly during the last mission. Remember when we caught Hydra? She said she saw the broadcast and pretended to know me.”

“Are you close?”

“Lying. We haven’t really talked much.”

“Hmm.”

Haeun looked at him skeptically but then nodded.

“Well, we’ll probably have to fight him someday, right?”

“Probably.”

‘Maybe sooner than we think.’

The Black Star Society’s actions are becoming more aggressive.

‘For now, only a few people know about them, but…’

Soon, they’ll be infamous throughout Korea.

‘No, that’s not it.’

Oh Jin twisted his lips into a smirk.

Soon, he would spread their infamy with his own hands.

‘Go ahead and hide as much as you want.’

It doesn’t matter if they hide or run.

‘I’ll drag them out by the hair.’

He will expose the cockroaches who hide in the shadows, concealing their true nature.

And.

‘I’ll chew them up, all except for their gold teeth.’

Last time, he couldn’t absorb the Saint’s relics of the Marco Family due to Isabella.

But this time, it’s different.

He will devour everything they possess, their Saint’s relics, magic power, and holy relics.

Everything they’ve built up desperately in the Hidden World.

He will take it all with his own hands.

‘They’re talking about setting up a center to protect non-Awakened.’

Perhaps, to the powerless, the Black Star Society might seem like saviors.

Heroes who protect the weak and challenge the strong.

‘So what?’

It doesn’t matter.

Whether they are saviors or heroes, what does it mean?

‘I…’

He looked at Haeun with deep, sunken eyes.

She was pretending to be fine, smiling and acting tough.

But he could feel her trembling hand.

“Huh? What’s wrong, suddenly?”

Haeun blushed and looked away.

To protect her.

To keep this warmth in his hand.

‘Nothing else matters.’

He doesn’t care how many powerless people suffer or are sacrificed.

As long as he can protect her.

He can crush thousands, tens of thousands of lives with a smile.

“…Oh Jin?”

That’s how he’s lived.

That’s how he’s living.

He doesn’t know any other way to live.

“Don’t worry. You don’t need to fight him.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I have a secret plan to deal with him.”

Even though he doesn’t.

“You just need to stay out of it.”

If possible.

He will create it.

“Hmph. I thought you were saying something else.”

Haeun pouted and tightened her crossed arms.

A soft, warm sensation wrapped around his arm.

“I’m still way stronger than you, you know? Didn’t you hear I reached Level 8 this time?”

“Pfft. I know.”

Haeun spoke with a haughty tone.

“You should stay out of it. I’ll protect you.”

“Sure, sure.”

“Hey, you don’t trust me, do you? Want to spar in the training room?”

“Let’s go get lunch first; I’m hungry.”

“Oh, great. What do you want to eat? I’ll treat you for my new job!”

Haeun smiled brightly and pulled him along.

“……”

Oh Jin followed her with a faint smile, getting into the elevator.

* * *

In the board members’ office within the association.

Chun Woo Sung, sitting in a luxurious chair, was on a call.

“Yes, I found him. Father!”

[Hehehe. I never thought someone with the ‘Dragon’s Eye’ would be hiding in such a place.]

A sly laugh came from the other end of the phone.

[This will allow us to advance our plan.]

“Hehe. I’ve already prepared everything!”

Chun Woo Sung shouted, his voice filled with impatience.

He looked like a child eager to eat a delicious birthday feast.

The gentle image was gone, replaced by a boy in a young man’s shell.

[Hehehe. You’ve been waiting a long time, haven’t you?]

“I’ve been eagerly waiting for this day, Father!”

His voice was excited.

[Yes, yes. How could I not understand your heart?]

The old man’s voice was low.

[Good. Implement the plan immediately.]

“Yes! Father!”

Chun Woo Sung nodded with a bright smile.

“But… it might be difficult to deal with the Messenger of Vega right away.”

[Hmm? Why?]

“The Leech Queen is showing interest in her.”

[……]

The old man on the other end of the phone fell silent at the mention of the Leech Queen.

[Hehehe. We must be careful with her.]

“Yes.”

[But.]

The old man’s voice grew chillingly low.

[If she interferes with the plan, don’t hesitate to eliminate her.]

“I will remember that!”

Click!

Chun Woo Sung saluted to the air.

[Hehehe.]

The old man’s laughter echoed through the phone, pleased with his son’s response.

[My son.]

“Yes, Father!”

[Do you remember your mother’s mission?]

Chun Woo Sung’s shoulders trembled.

The bright expression on the young man’s face turned cold.

His eyes, filled with chilling hatred, clenched his teeth.

“Of course.”

Black magic power swirled over his tightly clenched fist.

“I haven’t forgotten for a single moment since that day.”

[Hehehe, good.]

The old man laughed, satisfied.

“The grace of the Black Star.”

[The grace of the Black Star.]

The call ended with the short slogan.

“……”

Silence filled the room.

“Owls.”

-Swoosh!

At his low call, black feathers swirled, and men in black robes appeared in the office.

“Implement the plan immediately.”

“…But.”

One of the men looked up at him hesitantly.

“If we implement the plan now, many non-Awakened will….”

“It can’t be helped.”

His voice was firm, like a sword slicing through the air.

Chun Woo Sung slowly approached the man, his steps heavy.

Thud, thud.

With each step, black magic power swirled, filling the room.

“Gasp! Choke!”

The man trembled, overwhelmed by Chun Woo Sung’s suffocating presence.

He clutched his throat, twisting in pain.

“This is a noble sacrifice to follow the will of the Black Star.”

“Choke! Gasp!”

“Surely… you haven’t forgotten the will of the Black Star, have you?”

Chun Woo Sung’s eyes glinted chillingly.

“Gasp, choke!”

The man’s face turned pale.

“Are you not answering?”

As Chun Woo Sung’s expression grew more savage,

-Splat!!!

“Choke!!”

A long spear blade pierced the man’s stomach and emerged.

“Haha. There’s no need to wait for the answer of such a useless man, Mr. Woo Sung.”

The man who pierced the stomach with a black spear was a middle-aged man with a long sword scar on his right cheek.

“Mr. Geon Woo.”

Park Geon Woo.

A high-ranking executive of the Black Star Society and Chun Woo Sung’s right-hand man.

“━Well done!”

Chun Woo Sung smiled brightly and gave a thumbs up.

“Haha. Those who doubt the will of the Black Star cannot be allowed to live.”

“Haha! Only Mr. Geon Woo can do it.”

Chun Woo Sung nodded in approval.

Park Geon Woo, with a graceful motion, shook the blood off the spear and knelt on one knee.

“Mr. Woo Sung, I will take full responsibility for this operation.”

“Yes, I trust you.”

“Yes, sir!”

Park Geon Woo stood up and answered firmly.

“I will implement the plan immediately!”

Swoosh!

He and the dead man’s body disappeared into the air.

The other owls also vanished from the office.

“…Now.”

Chun Woo Sung looked down at the streets of Seoul below the association building and smiled.

“It’s the beginning.”

Now.

The day of revenge against the Awakened he hated and cursed was near.

“Haa.”

He raised his head, spreading his arms wide.

He reached out his hands toward the blue sky.

“Mom… are you watching?”

A tender smile appeared on Chun Woo Sung’s lips.

But it was short-lived.

“Watch me.”

The tender smile turned into a twisted, hateful grin.

“I will definitely… take revenge.”

The boy in the young man’s shell.

Looked down at the gray streets and muttered to himself.