Seoul Station Druid

CH 163

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Dungeon access control room.

The container box, which is essential to be installed next to the dungeon, is an office where civil servants reside to record the entry and exit of mercenaries using the dungeon.

As one of the hundreds of thousands of dungeon access offices under the portal management department of the dungeon administration, this place now has a more rigid atmosphere than ever.

'Fuck.'

Myeong-gu Kim, a 9th-level official from the Portal Management Division, was only assigned to this dungeon portal in order.

Unfortunately, as a result of the dungeon measurement, it was judged to be 7 stars, and people's attention was drawn due to titles such as the first portal in the city of Korea and the renewal of the world dungeon energy record.

Naturally, the head of the Awakening Management Bureau, the chief of staff, was present in the office now. As far as they would go, the president even went to this narrow container office.

"Right now, we are entering the front line."

"How about the people who went with Park Soo-ho?"

I fully understand the President's concerns.

Because their official ratings are all bad.

No, most of them were not even registered as mercenaries in the first place.

"Awakening rating is only one part of evaluating a person's power. These are the best elite agents hidden in the Guardian Guild."

"You mean it was a secret weapon?"

Yes. They are the best special agents who assist President Park Soo-ho in dungeon raids."

"The best team is struggling to face the worst dungeon."

The Director General was briefing something enthusiastically, and the President was shaking his head.

9th-grade civil servant Kim Myung-gu did nothing, but pretended to work harder than anyone else and tapped the keyboard with a serious face, and reporters pressed the shutter hard.

Click, click!

'Go away.'

The reporters are taking pictures of all the useless things about how many times they have come. It's been two hours since I couldn't take out my cell phone and I'm almost dying from pretending to be focused on my work.

Honestly, it's a fight. It's done inside the dungeon, so what else can you do outside the dungeon?

'I just need to keep my luggage well.'

All I have to do is record the entry and exit details and keep the luggage that cannot be passed through the portal. Even then, the exercise of the rights of this dungeon belongs to the guardian guild, so he, as a civil servant, has very little to do.

You just need to play a game on your phone, make a list of mercenaries who use the dungeon, play a little game, and then go to work.

Dungeon guards, soldiers or private guilds occupying the dungeon, the real work is done inside the dungeon.

It's all about cheering on the outside.

"I hope that all the public and private forces will work together to destroy the dungeon."

Click, click.

The shutters of reporters will be rushing up at the very natural words of the president, and the prepared manuscript will be uploaded quickly.

After all, I must have come to take a picture after saying a word.

Public officials at work shook hands all the time, and Kim Myung-gu, a junior civil servant, also shook hands.

It is an honour.

"Take care."

Kim Myung-goo shook hands and thought to himself.

'Go away.'

Perhaps not because of his wishes, but the president left, and as the reporters rushed in, the director nervously gave orders.

"Close the door."

Yep.

shudder.

After locking the door, the director loosened the tie that was strangling his neck and saw Kim Mi-so sitting quietly to one side.

A person who was a subordinate until a while ago, but now he has become a difficult person to deal with.

"Suho Guild Vice President."

"Ah, chief. Take it easy."

"Huh, this isn't really a kid's joke."

The chief's expression was serious.

He has been reported by Kim Mi-so since the early days of the Guardian Clan. The main characters of the Guardian Guild already know it.

"Who is kidding?"

"If this isn't a joke, what is it?"

I showed you this list of participants.

A whopping 7 star dungeon.

Three mercenaries.

Park Soo-ho, Grade A.

Minsu Seo, Grade A.

Jang Soon-pil D grade.

The rest are all porters who haven't even registered as mercenaries.

Dangjincheol SS grade.

Park Gun-woo E-class.

Changchwia C grade.

Lee Sookja F grade.

"If this isn't a joke, what is it?"

"You spoke well before."

Kim Mi-so smiled softly.

"You are a specialist in dungeon attack."

" ."

That's what I was trying to get around.

It's impossible to become the head of the administration and tell the president the truth that this is an old woman who cooks and the two of them are little children.

"Hey, smile."

"Do not cross the line."

Miso Kim circled the name of Park Soo-ho at the top of the list.

"What's wrong? Are you anxious?"

" ."

Park Soo-ho came in, but you can't be nervous.

"You don't feel like you're doing your best, do you? Do you wish for sincerity?"

" ."

It's not just Seoul citizens.

is getting the world's attention.

A dungeon that was judged to be 7 stars because only 20 was not enough.

It is the largest dungeon since the Cataclysm.

72 7-star dungeons have been created so far on a global scale.

Of these, only four were attacked.

The rest have brakes or are waiting for the brakes.

It cannot be said that mankind has conquered the 7-star dungeon yet, and hundreds of thousands of cities around the world are afraid of the disaster of the 7-star dungeon.

So everyone is waiting.

The existence of a powerful advance squad that can reliably explore, attack, and provide information to 7-star dungeons.

"I didn't know that our boss needed more verification."

Kim Mi-so's smile deepened.

The last time Son Jin-woo and the elite of each guild gathered to rescue the Uijeongbu advance squad, it was as if it had already been verified.

Because of that, the government worked so desperately to provide all kinds of gifts and benefits to the city of Suho to promote the safety of Seoul.

"The Guardian Guild signed a level 7 defense treaty with Seoul, and has already done its due diligence. You obviously have crossed the line to try to crack down on other people's family members."

The Guardian Guild takes care of it.

do not touch

Miso Kim's message was clear.

"Whether you're sweating profusely or hahaha, the guardian guild takes care of it."

In response to Kim Mi-so's sharp line, the director reminded her that she was no longer a subordinate.

"I apologize to the vice president."

The manager quickly agreed.

I was excited to sweat in front of the president.

definitely crossed the line.

"Ah what between us."

" ."

bad year.

Now I'm trying to get my hands on it.

"Can I go out?"

"Thank you for your valuable time."

In order to match even the assortment, he asked for a seat with the president.

It's nominally a level 7 defense guild in Seoul, but it's strange that no one is involved.

"Hey, be hard on me for making fun of you."

"Huh, play with a very old man."

"Fufu, see you next time."

Reporters flocked to Mi-so Kim, who left the office.

"This is a dungeon that the world is paying attention to. Is there any reason for omitting the press conference before the attack?"

"I understand that you haven't filled the raid yard. Wasn't that too much self-confidence caused a crisis?

"I know three mercenaries and the rest are porters. Will there be any problems in obtaining dungeon exploration information and strategy information?"

"I know that there is only one video memory awakener. Based on international recommendations, it is recommended to collect more than two players. What do you think about this?"

"Is it true that among the porters there are SS-class unmanned from the planet Gucheon? Why didn't you finish your mercenary registration?"

"In Japan, the Guardian Guild was defined as an enemy and preparations for war began. Do you have any countermeasures?"

Kim Mi-so smiled, but did not give any answer.

"Get out of the way."

"Stand out."

At that time, there were familiar faces approaching the reporters.

It was the staff of the support department of the Guardian Guild and the chief of staff Lee So-jin.

People?

"It's a way to get you there."

"It was hard."

While So-Jin Lee and Mi-So Kim exchanged small conversations, the large support team created a barrier of humanity.

What would the support staff do, chasing after the mercenaries?

My job is to provide convenience when taking a break, and to have a bodyguard on a regular basis.

It is also the main job of dealing with journalists.

"Uh-huh, step back."

"I don't take questions. I am not allowed to investigate."

"Hey, don't step on your shoes. I bought it yesterday."

"I will arrange a separate press conference."

The support staff tried to beat the reporters, but once they asked for food, the reporters could not easily leave.

Miso Kim raised two fingers as a way to disperse.

"As you can see, there is a lot to be said about the early days of dungeon creation. I only have two questions. Please discuss it carefully."

At Kim Mi-so's words, the reporters put their heads together for a moment and chattered, and then the reporter who was the representative asked.

"The atmosphere in Japan is unfamiliar. Citizens are worried that war will really happen. Do you have any plans for this?"

"Is there a camera or a broadcasting station?"

Yes, that's right.

Kim Mi-so looked at the big camera and said with a smile.

"Before declaring war, spurring preparations for war?"

Yes, that's right. I understand that you are even referring to the use of nuclear weapons."

"Nuclear?"

Kim Mi-so laughed.

"I say it clearly. This is a warning, not a declaration of war."

The smile was erased from Kim's face.

"Before the nuclear strike, our boss will go first. We will release beasts equivalent to myth level in all military facilities, including munitions factories and Self-Defense Forces garrison. At the same time, the president will assassinate all government officials who have authority, starting with the Prime Minister of Japan."

One of the veteran reporters grinned at Kim Mi-so's sincere remarks.

It's going to be an article, but isn't that too bluffing?

"Why are you laughing there?"

"Ah, sorry. It's so stupid."

"Are you vain?"

Kim Mi-so smiled again.

"Investigate the damage done to the Gucheon Planetary Moorimmaeng and laugh."

I don't know when Miso Kim will air, but I looked at the camera and said it clearly.

"If a post-war negotiation on this matter is not prepared within 24 hours, the city of Suho will first declare war."

" ."

Japan has 14 large cities and 29 small towns.

A small town with a population of less than 500 issued a warning equivalent to a declaration of war against the country.

"Next question?"

" ."

This is an answer to the extent that my head is hardened and I can't recall the question I discussed a while ago.

What crazy is this?

"Then we know it's not there and we're done."

Kim Mi-so moved on, and Lee So-jin asked worriedly.

"Vice President. Aren't you shouting too hard?

why? Are you worried?"

"It's not that the boss may not come out within 24 hours."

Kim Mi-so smiled.

"Are you afraid that Japan will attack in the meantime?"

"No, that's what the kids will stop you from."

Sojin Lee also knows the power of the beast.

S-class has become common, and it is the guardian city of SS-class and SSS-class beasts.

There is no naming convention for Imoogi, so it's still hard to define, but it's not SSSS-class.

What the chief of staff was worried about was the boss's absence at the negotiating table.

Kim Mi-so smiled timidly.

"Do you need a boss to negotiate with someone who has already won?"

Kim Mi-so asserted.

It's a battle already won.

The naval base is destroyed and the battle is already over with the death of the naval commander. Only post-processing remains.

Talking about it in the media is nothing more than a dog barking.

If he was going to start a real war, he would have fired missiles first.

He wouldn't have let the prison ship go so easily before that.

There is no war in which Japan, which has already lost its spirit, starts first.

Conversely, because Suho City is afraid of declaring war, a negotiation offer will soon come in.

"Isn't Japan capable of my level?"

Lee So-jin smiled and smiled.

"I think so."

I have to accept this.