A New World for Readers
Meetings
In the President's room.
“Sial alright I will do it”
“What's with your expression ? You're not satisfied?”
Jinhoo giggled and laughed then walked up to a large table and spread out his hands.
“Now forward”
Dohan Walk tightly grasped Jinhoo's smooth and light hands.
‘There is nothing to worry about anyway this is just a bet indirectly and there is no agreement, so anyway I will not be your slave jerk’
Putting an evil smile on his face dohan smiled and clasped tightly and prepared .
The face of Jinhoo who was bearded and moustached was clearly visible and his face felt very close in front of his head.
“Huhu, I need to do this”
Jinhoo snapped his Finger and a Paper Floated over his head.
Jinhoo bled on his finger and stamped her.
“How? Are you also afraid to sign here”
‘Sial she's pretty smart’
‘Calm down, after all I can't lose to a bastard with this little hand’
“Have you made me look bad huh? Do you want me to destroy you? I add another agreement, what if I win you become my slave also”
“No problem”
Jinhoo exhaled making an expressionless expression and replied quickly as if victory was definitely in his hands.
‘Hah, you fool will die and be my slave for the rest of your life Tol*l’
Dohan smiled in her heart and looked at Jinhoo.
“Are you ready? I'm not happy if I win and you say that you're not ready”
“Haha, it is really like this. This is how humans feel should”
“I'm very ready Bocah”
The immense magical power thrust and Mana flowed into Dohan's body and moved completely into her right hand.
Dohan grinned and pushed with that soft little Strong Hand.
“???”
Dohan tried hard but the strength of her hand that had been strengthened was not even enough to push a single inch of Jinhoo's hand.
Dohan moves more of her magic power and maximizes her power throughout her hands.
The mana that flowed like a huge water was trying to die pushing Jinhoo's hand.
“Salah, you did it with salah”
Jinhoo looked at Dohan's hand and his entire body emitted that leaked magic power.
“First as much as you pour Mana into your Hands, you won't be strong”
While talking Jinhoo used his Left Hand to give clues to Dohan's hand that hardened like a rock.
“Secondly, the Magic power you use is too wasteful and your Control is not good enough”
“Did you see where it radiated in my body like you who kept on intimidating with which one came out?”
“Third, Gripping and Hiding the Hands of Opponents Is Not Allowed In Panco”
“Hahaha, damik”
‘What is this guy? His strength is so strong, is he really this strong? Really even that question doesn't fit, is this old man really human? It feels like I lifted a very big Stone with empty hands’
‘No, it's even like Berton ton Truck!’
With a pale face and sweat flowing Dohan tried to die past her limit and continued to exert her strength on her Hand.
‘This is this weird table? Why so strong? And able to withstand my strength and these monster people?’
“What's up? Do you think this table is weird? Just relax I have made it strong enough not to crumble “
‘Sial crazy bastard, is he a person From my Brother? No longer can my sister not have a person as great as her, continue this terrible monster who's a bitch?…’
The pale face of the dohan and the goosebumps all over his body were very clear.
His pale face died trying to exert his Strength.
Even until the blood came out because it forced his body too much.
How many minutes passed ?
…. Is that an hour?
Is it still minutes?….
I feel like I've been trying to die with the guy in front of me with that flat face of his
‘Sial, I challenged and made a silly agreement’
‘....d-he's a demon...he's a true devil’.
‘Haha, he made me feel superior and made me bet something like this and made himself look weak, he was really a dangerous demon’
His pale face and insufficiently exhausted power began to try to hold back again and push Jinhoo's hand again.
“You've lost “
Jinhoo pushes his hand which is like a trok of tons of power and destroys the Table .
[Victory In Obtained]
[Contract Has Been Successful In Making!]
[Dohan Byuek Has Become Your Slave!]
[You are now the Slave Owner of Dohan Byuek!]
“Alright this is good, now it's time to go”
“I hope you dream with Lovely Boy”
Jinhoo goes to take Eunkyung and disappears from the room.
……
The great palace of the American Emergency Meetings .
In the magnificent grand palace a long table with many benches was present.
In front of the table was a Projector featuring a ruined City.
That city is New York City.
Note: Conversations in English
At this table stood the 9 people present here and sat down with their gloomy expressions.
“….”
“….”
“…..”
This silence lasted for quite a long time, they were still silent and sat down with gloomy expressions and faces looking down .
“Damn it until when we're going like this don't you know the citizens have panicked and protested how we're going to deal with this?”
“…..”
“I agree, how can we just be quiet? Yesterday we were like this too until when do you want to wait for the Boy from that small country?”
Two people opened their voices.
They were High-level Players From the representatives of each of the different Guilds.
The first voice was Michael Glown
Fluto Guild Representatives in America.
The second voice was Joan
Representatives of the Halim Guild.
The 7 people were just silent and the leader of the government official who was organizing this right still closed his eyes with his two hands he was on the table.
“Hey you! Where's that boy from your country!”
“?? Are you talking to me?”
Guild Representative Lanz, Sung Lee.
Sung Lee turned his head with a flat face and spoke to Joan.
“Yes, where is the other representative from your country? Who do you think he is to come late like this! We postponed the meeting yesterday and want to cancel today's meeting too huh? Small country like you do not know in profit huh?”
Sung Lee growled at the veins of his face and the veins of his hands and his blood rose trying to be patient and keep calm staring at Joan who was very disrespectful and insulting of her mulu state
“I don't know, how do I know where he is you think I'm the father?”
“Hahaha, boy do you really want to die huh?”
Joan looked on in annoyance and her Magic power overlapping pieri pressed down on the entire room and made the table and a few glasses sway shake.
“Quite you guys are not polite here there is Leader”
“Cih”
The bodyguard using the Black Gaz standing on either side of the leader reprimanded the reckless Joan and stopped his actions
The other 6 were still silent without saying a single word not even moving like the dead.
“Sorry will this be delayed again? I think it's been too long”
The woman with Red Hair and white skin spoke.
He is a Representative From Japan, Akira
Kimitsu Akira, the representative of the Daroka Guild.
“Sorry miss, the leader will not speak and still with the same command that is wait”
One of the bodyguards spoke and Akira just sighed and leaned back waiting in that long chair.
Geck!poke!
The 9 people sitting at the table heard the knock and the door opened.
Yunhoo entered using her Dark Glasses coming alone quietly.
“Hm?…. Is something wrong?”
Yunhoo spoke, gazing at those 9 people who were staring towards Yunhoo all with different expressions.
“K-you!…”
Joan with her irritated expression clenched her hands and stood with her extremely angry face and her protruding veins showed she had lost her patience.
“Quiet, we will start meeting now”
The silent leader stood up with his gloomy expression and began to make a voice that echoed to the thoughts of those present.
“Fuck shit, you survived Korean” boy
“??? “
Yunhoo who did not understand what he meant just stood still and sat down on that empty chair.
“Alright we'll Start meeting Today.”
The atmosphere of the room began to tremble, which was originally gloomy and devoid of life was now starting to turn into a hot field listening to the information of the Great City's destruction.
First meeting at Start.