Martial Arts Returnee’s Game Broadcast

Chapter 134

The support team from the administrative building arrived in full force, with a team leader who conveyed the instructions from Seong Gye-seok.

"Since the guild leader personally caused this incident, it could easily escalate into an unreasonable uproar, so we will need far more manpower than we originally thought."
It was an excellent foresight.
Even though they avoided becoming like the monks by having their heads shaved with the clippers, there were still a large number of people wanting to join the guild.
Until all of these issues were resolved, it would be hard for the guild to return to its usual operations.

“What about these people? Do you plan to send them all back?”
[I want to accept them.]
“If we do that, we’ll have to perform that Reverse Use Technique, the plastic surgery, on all these people.”
[Plastic surgery is too much, but if they engage in regular training, their body types can improve.]
“Understood. We’ll inform them of the conditions and perform the procedure only on those who request it.”

The support team from the administrative building quickly handled the visitors, and within 30 minutes, hundreds of people either left or stayed.
Even with the reduced number, there were still forty-some left.
Suddenly, the number of trainees had more than doubled.
However, there was still no one to teach martial arts in Hae Eung-eung’s place.

‘For now, I’ll have to focus on training until we can cultivate instructors to teach the trainees.’

It seemed like the Silent Swordmaster’s reverse quest would not come easily this time either.

The gate expedition team’s return ceremony.

"Get those flowers out of here quickly!"
"Who put down the carpet? Do you think this is a festive occasion?!"
“Send the reporters away. Shut them up so they can’t say anything unnecessary.”

The association, which had been preparing a grand ceremony with wreaths and reporters for a celebratory event, abruptly canceled the event and sent everyone back.
Director Kwak Hun of the Inspection Department wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked his subordinate.

“How many casualties were there?”
“It’s reported that over 30% were casualties.”
“This is bad. What are these guilds going to think after we bring back such valuable talents only for this to happen?”

The gate expedition, which had been eagerly anticipated for the past two months, had technically been successful, but the casualties were enough to overshadow any celebration.
While many A-class awakened from the ten major guilds had perished, none of the A-class awakened from the association had died.
Kwak Hun could easily guess why.

“Was it thanks to that person that our A-class members made it through safely?”

The highest power of the association, the returnee who referred to himself as a “martial arts annals survivor.”
A survivor from the [extremely difficult] difficulty level.

“Yes, Baek Dae-hyeop took good care of us. Without him, the A-class awakened from the association would all be dead.”

Baek So-cheon, the returnee.
He had finally returned to the association.
The formidable deterrent to fight against the powerful guilds or new threats was now back.

“It’s been a long time, Baek Dae-hyeop.”

Baek So-cheon, dressed in a blue scholar’s robe and a cap reminiscent of an official from the Three Kingdoms era, waved his fan as he greeted Kwak Hun, who trembled with fear.
Before Kwak Hun had become the director, his predecessor had openly laughed at Baek So-cheon when he first came to the association.

"Hahahahaha! Isn’t this Zhuge Liang? What a complete weirdo. I knew there were some crazy people among the awakened, but this level of oddball is a first for me."
Baek So-cheon laughed off the mockery of the previous director.
A few days later, that director mysteriously disappeared, and Kwak Hun became the new director.
Baek So-cheon congratulated him.

"Congratulations on your promotion. If the previous director had half the tact you do, your promotion might have been much harder. You were lucky with an incompetent superior."
There was a warning beneath the polite words: “There’s bone in my words.”

‘Despite his pleasant smile, he’s a dangerous person. I must never offend him!’

Fortunately, Baek So-cheon didn’t seem upset.

“I knew you’d come by soon. There’s a new problem in the association, right?”
“Have you seen the data?”
“I wouldn’t bring the data if I didn’t have some genuine intentions. Show me the information you brought.”

Kwak Hun handed over the documents, and Baek So-cheon stretched his hand out to receive them.
For a moment, Kwak Hun hesitated, wondering if he should lean over the desk to pass them, but in the blink of an eye, the documents were snatched away from his hand.

‘Huh?’

The document was pulled with a force that reminded him of a vacuum cleaner. The pressure he felt from Baek So-cheon’s grip wasn’t something that could be explained with just paper.

‘Could he kill someone by just snapping their neck like this?’

Baek So-cheon, one of the three strongest members of the Awakener’s Association, had a level of power that could only be compared to the guild leaders of the Ten Major Guilds or the ghost agents from the National Security Bureau.
His power was so overwhelming that it was easier to list what was impossible for him rather than what he could do.

‘This is strange. Why isn’t he bragging about himself like usual?’

Baek So-cheon, who normally prided himself on his feats, seemed unusually quiet as he flipped through the documents, his expression stiff and his lips sealed.

“You’ve heard before, haven’t you? The martial arts annals I experienced—there were people stronger than me scattered everywhere.”
“Considering Baek Dae-hyeop’s unparalleled martial prowess, I still find it hard to believe, though.”
“Then you should listen carefully. Hae Eung-eung. This person was one I personally dealt with while using the Martial Arts League’s power.”

Kwak Hun’s face brightened.

“Does that mean this person is also a survivor from the Martial Arts Annals like Baek Dae-hyeop?”
“Exactly.”

It was shocking, but Kwak Hun felt relieved.
After all, if Baek So-cheon was targeting someone, it was unlikely they would have a positive view of Hae Eung-eung.

‘But could it really be possible for someone Baek So-cheon wanted dead to survive?’

Kwak Hun couldn’t comprehend it.
He couldn’t even imagine how it could happen, and it made him even more anxious.

‘Something is wrong.’

Baek So-cheon, who had been fanning himself leisurely, suddenly stopped.

“In the martial world, they called her ‘self-portrait demoness.’”

The obsessed, concept-focused person suddenly couldn’t keep up with their concept.
It wasn’t a good sign.

“Self-portrait demoness? What does that mean?”
“Don’t try to understand. It won’t do you any good to know.”

Baek So-cheon, who had been staring at the documents for some time, suddenly pushed his chair back and stood up.
The chair slid back as if it were about to crash into the wall, but it slowly came to a stop just before it made a sound, pressed gently against the wall.

“Hae Eung-eung became a martial arts hero, and even though she had the entire martial world as her enemy, she didn’t die. That’s the only thing you need to know.”

Even the powerful Martial Arts League had failed to eliminate her.
While the Awakener’s Association wasn’t small, even the Ten Major Guilds couldn’t defeat her, so making her an enemy would be foolish.
Baek So-cheon’s eyes narrowed as he stared deeply into Kwak Hun, as if seeing right through him.

Kwak Hun trembled like a rat in front of a snake.

‘The former head of the guilds couldn’t deal with her, and even with all his power, he couldn’t kill her. Now, she’s back with even stronger martial arts.’

The stories from the past, about a legendary warrior who had survived even the greatest dangers, haunted him.

‘It’s been ten years since she came back. She’s probably stronger than ever.’

Baek So-cheon, once a master of the Martial Arts League, knew this.
But no matter how powerful he was, he didn’t want to face her.

“The matter with Hae Eung-eung ends here. This is my direct order as the Planning Director of the Association.”

To solve the problem, all of his subordinates had to be removed from the equation. Baek So-cheon’s eyes were sharp as he focused on the papers in front of him.

[Haenampa Guild Entry Application - Online]
[Training Hall One-Year Disciple Course]
[Payment Amount - Free Payment]
[*Benefits will be given according to the payment amount.]
[*The top disciple of each month will receive one Reverse Use Technique session as a reward.]
[*Violating guild rules or dishonorable behavior will result in penalties such as one month of solitary training, expulsion, or sealing of internal energy.]

"……."

Behind all of this, what exactly were they hiding?
What did the real self-portrait demoness look like?
How far had her martial arts reached since the peak of her power?

[Completed payment for the 1-year disciple course at the Training Hall.]

It was time to see for himself.