Chapter 73 – Hell of Disbelief (1)

Jenkinson was a dragon who valued ​​the value of trust. It was because they believed that a world where everyone distrusted and betrayed everyone would eventually become hell. Such beliefs were also reflected in the management, and Jenkinson was known as a CEO who promised high degrees of freedom and welfare benefits to his employees.

He appreciated the goodwill and abilities of his subordinates. He believed that the trust he puts on them would not betray them to satisfy their selfish desires. And so, the anger he felt was bigger and deeper than ever.

=Everyone has gathered.=

Jenkinson’s Rare. Seven secretarial staff were summoned here, where they rarely came. These were the closest to Jenkinson’s assistants, and a group that shared confidential information that other employees could not handle. They were also the ones who helped make-up and filming when Ha Eun-seong was possessed by Orc.

One of them didn’t look good together. The interior, which was designed to allow the ancient dragon to move around the body, was too wide. The expansive space beyond imagination made them feel like dust in the cosmos and evokes a sense of fear.

However, there was another reason why the subordinates’ bodies tremble thinly. The Red Dragon, who rarely exposed its body because it caused unnecessary discomfort and rigidity, was looking down this time with its huge body exposed. A sight that was overwhelming at the same time and made the bones of the bone mournful.

= I think you are well aware of the reason for this place. =

A heavy anger flashed in the dragon’s eyes. = Some time ago, an important witness I was protecting was kidnapped. Some of them, who had never received this energy head on, had their knees relaxed and sat down.

= Yes, I know. In my original way, instead of calling all of you, I would have punished the traitors separately. But this time, I have a different opinion. =

=It’s because of you, Hyungyu.=

The secretary called by name screamed. “Help me! I was wrong! Please! President!”

As the dragon beckoned, the designated human assistant floated in the air. The vertical flight continued until the secretary’s face was at eye level with the dragon. The rest felt the screams move away quickly. On the ground, he was already unable to breathe properly when he was fixed at an altitude that appeared to be a small dot. On the ground, twelve eyes of terror were staring at him.

= Thanks to you, I have been thinking a lot. =

A mental wave close to self-reflection followed.

= I also tried to convince Changcheon’s subordinates. As a result? It’s a shame, but we’ve only managed to secure one cook. Her executives who kept her close to her never crossed. But what was her case against her? =

Her high ranks among those ruled by Changcheon dared not betray her. On the other hand, Jenkinson’s closest aides betrayed him. The Elder Dragon pondered the cause and came up with the answer through his introspection.

= There’s a reason my people betrayed me, but the people of Changcheon didn’t. The closer she looked at the woman’s reality, and the more she touched her, the more terrifying she became of Changcheon. =

They were so terrified that they could not even imagine that they would dare betray. This was because he knew that words more terrible than death awaited him. And so, what about Jenkinson?

= I’ve tried my best to consider your convenience as much as possible and work with mutual respect. =

The fairy, who had little experience with him, was terrified that he would be eaten when he robbed the rare, but the elf, his entourage, was worried about that. didn’t Because he believed in the boss’s personality. As a result, the dragon, who was reduced to a personality that remained only a façade, said.

= Even if that were the case, I wouldn’t be delusional that I would forgive even the traitor. I wouldn’t be that stupid. =

However, the fear towards him wasn’t deep enough. The lust ignited by temptation spread and spread until he finally overcame the fear.

=I think that was the decisive difference.=

To investigate the rarity of Changcheon and put the inside story into the psychic wave…

= Were the long-lived species so coveted? Is it not enough for a human born with it? =

Why did the traitor take the risk of revenge on the old dragon Changcheon suggested it to him. If one were to cooperate in this work, he would remove the man’s soul from the human body and transplant it to the Jangsaengjong. Since that day in 1945, humanity had come to know of intelligent beings that outlived themselves. If he had not known, he would have been jealous and envious of them since he found out, but there was nothing he could do about it.

At best, in order to extend the lifespan of their descendants, all they could do was mix blood with an elf-like race. However, Changcheon’s proposal stimulated a sense of inferiority and desire that could never be satisfied. To help you live tens or hundreds of times the given lifespan… He even showed evidence that he had the ability to do so.

=Changcheon really… did you really think that psychopath would make such an “investment?” For the races that do not disdain? That’s stupid. Truly… pathetically stupid.=

The traitor barely mumbled. “Sa… Save …!”

= Thanks to you, I figured it out. It doesn’t mean that Changcheon’s way of dealing with his subordinates is always right. But the way I’ve adhered to it doesn’t seem flawless either.=

With that, tears of despair flowed from the secretary’s eyes. = Considering that Changcheon and I are two extremes, isn’t the wisest way to follow the logic of antithesis? =

“Please…!”

= If it were her, she would have tortured you for hundreds or thousands of years and captured all of your relatives and made them miserable. I’m not going there. =

The dragon beckoned again. That was the last scene the traitor saw.

Duck! The man couldn’t scream.

This was because the dragon didn’t allow it. As the old dragon intended, the traitor’s body was bent and folded in a bizarre shape. Pieces of his skin peeled off and broken bones broke through his flesh and tissue. The sound of limbs crumpled like pieces of paper echoed through Rare for a while. terribly.

It was a scene that would be more than an instant death for a normal human being, but the secretaries knew it instinctively. The traitor was still alive, simply because that red dragon wasn’t the one to unnecessarily anger the body.

That was a sample for a class teacher. It was to hold in their minds like an iron in their minds about what would happen if something similar happened in the future. In the midst of the cruel sound, the dragon turned his gaze and spoke to the survivors.

=Nevertheless, my fundamental beliefs have not changed. You all deserve respect. No matter what body they have, no matter how long they live, whatever abilities they have… All those who possess intelligence are noble. The moment we ignore it, we can become so cruel. The moment the minimum trust in mutual respect is broken, everyone will be reduced to a terrible beast. Self-control over it and the ability to distinguish right from wrong make us noble.=

The dragon then added with a low psychic. =But to trust someone, you need the courage to take the risk of betrayal. Help me to carry on with this courage. I hope that we will work together so that the respect between the ruler and the ruled is not damaged.=

Wow! Thick! Pieces of broken bones, bile, brain water, and clots of blood fell like uncool raindrops. Seeing the scene, the dragon sought the cooperation of his secretaries who could still hear him.

= So that the relationship between me and you can be maintained as it is now. =

He then asked in a respectful tone. = And so that the result of the antagonism does not deviate more than this… Help me not to be more interested in Changcheon’s methodology than now. =

In conclusion, that prediction was only half correct. Even after scientific and magical methods proved that the mechanism of the afterlife and the soul in their religion was completely different from reality, most religions on Earth were able to maintain their lives.

The secret was simple. The priests of each religion embraced in their doctrines the newly acquired knowledge and the miracles that mankind had never seen before. If one were to think about it, a similar phenomenon existed even before 1945.

This was because, with the development of science, religious people always had to explain a lot. In the past, the phrase ‘the earth is in the form of a tray carried by a giant tortoise and an elephant’ was not a realistic poem, but a symbolic metaphor expressing human spirituality, and the scriptures ‘the sun moves instead of the earth’ were also expressed from an observer’s point of view.

Something similar to the claim that it was not wrong if one had to think about it had occurred in each religion. Moreover, as time passed, something that could be called good news from a religious standpoint occurred. As he experienced in other worlds, as the concentration of mana in the atmosphere increased, people who displayed this ability called divine power appeared.

Although there was a low probability, there was only one condition for the ability to be expressed. One must be a person of deep faith. What should not be overlooked here is that the object of faith is not specified. That was, the form and type of religion did not matter in order to experience the divine power.

Proven miracles that required faith to work had given some reason to dive deeper into religion. As a result, the overall number of religious people decreased compared to before 1945, but the solidarity and action power of the remaining religious people became stronger than before.

“President, this is a list of priests who have responded to this request.”

Over at the executive meeting room of the Jenkinson Company headquarters. Located on the second-highest floor of the tower, Jenkinson, Minjun, and Blair were having a conversation. When the elf handed the documents with a nervous gesture compared to usual, Goryeong and the agent reviewed them together.

“Hmm. All three. A priest in the Roman Catholic Church. One Mobed from the Zoroaster side. and···”

The eyes of a dragon polymorphed into a human grow bigger. “Dreamland? What kind of religion is this?” The name was reminiscent of a theme park rather than a religion.

Blair then explained. “It is a religion that is rapidly increasing its number of believers, mainly in Germany.”

From what he had heard, it was one of the emerging religions of today’s style that dogmatized the empirical worldview of the multidimensional world. It was said that the core of the doctrine was that all dimensions were, in fact, only dreams of transcendent beings and that every time they were to wake up one by one, the dimension disappeared, and when they slept again, a new dimension was created. ‘Isn’t this kind of nihilism hot these days?’

Unlike Minjun, who was so convinced, Jenkinson made an expression that he didn’t even know he knew. “Is the divine power certain?”

“Yes, they are one of the most talented people in the world in terms of exorcism.”

The reason why Jenkinson invited the priests was that dragons could not appear, even when they were dead and awake, and the Warlock Minjun needed their abilities that were even more impossible. They intended to safely enlighten the ghosts of Changcheon and Ryuho into the spirit realm.

Jenkinson then asked Minjun. “You don’t have any more memories to take out?”

Minjun nodded his head. When Blair was by his side, he treated him politely and respectfully. “My ability is not as good as a top-class necromancer, but from my experience, if the ghost is in that state, nothing more will come out of it. If you’re not sure, invite a proper necromancer from outer space…”

The dragon then shook his head. “No, I trust you.”

Minjun searched through the memories of Changcheon, who had become her ghost in the meantime, and collected clues about her carbide communication with her. In addition to this, Jenkinson decided that there was no reason to hold on to the two souls anymore, so he decided to send them to the spirit realm.

Instead of letting the dragon’s ghost wander around the Gucheon, he paid a high price to send him to the other world to protect his duty as a dragon and also protect the dignity of the race.

“This time, the Balaur Meeting was specially suggested to be a little earlier.”

“Is that so?”

“I thought it was necessary given the seriousness of the work. I’m going to share what you found out there…”

Then, Blair hesitated and intervened. “I, Chairman…”

After the incident at Rare a few days ago, his tone and gestures had changed significantly. “Actually, I just got a call from the Lord’s secretary…”

Here was a summary of what Blair had to say around him: Jenkinson’s request was denied. Goryeong was confused. “What? Why?!”

“It is said that Rod went on maternity leave without notice. He said he would return until the next meeting of the Balaur, and he left without designating an acting chairperson, so the schedule of the meeting cannot be adjusted as it is…”

The Red Dragon then exclaimed as if it were ridiculous. “A maternity leave? Is that crazy old man really… a man laying eggs? Why is he on vacation?!”

Jenkinson burst into anger and attempted to communicate with the Dragon Lord directly. Meanwhile, Minjun whispered to the elf. “You lay eggs? Is that gentleman married again?”

It was only a few years ago that Minjun was invited to the 26th divorce party of the old dragon who served as the chairman of the Earth Balaur Council. Since then, no wedding invitations had been sent… Blair responded to Minjun with a red-remembered face today. “This time, we decided to live together without a marriage contract and only lay eggs.”

“Why?”

“No matter how much the contract is broken by mutual agreement between husband and wife, it’s repeated dozens of times, so it’s going to put a strain on the body…”

When the Dragon Lord did not respond to the magic communication, life gushed out of Jenkinson’s eyes. “How funny I wish I had looked!”

Then, the air quickly became heavier. Dragon Fear. Minjun was startled and beckoned to him. “President! Fear!”

Well, it was okay to shower like this, but he felt worried about Blair. However···

‘What, what’s on his face?’ That was when Minjun looked at Blair with a strange look.

“?!” Minjun quickly turned his head again. At that moment, the other two witnessed except for Jenkinson, who turned his back to the window.

There then came the sight of a black shadow falling outside the window on the 108th floor. Minjun bounced back reflexively. As he stood right in front of the window and checked the outside, the elf finally screamed a beat late.

“Damn!” It sounded like a scream, not because of Pierre, but because of what he had just seen. Minjun captured a few feathers fluttering at eye level and several people already falling dozens of floors in his sight. Without looking further, he immediately memorized the order. There was wealth (浮遊).

Then, as if an invisible hand grabbed hold of them, those who had fallen floated in the air. All of them had lost their minds. “Huh, the accident was avoided.”

The agent breathes a sigh of relief. Then I looked at their droopy appearance below. Although the weather was more suitable for early summer than late spring, everyone was wearing autumn jackets, but there was a big hole in the back that made the cold protection function discolored. In addition to this, two pairs of wings resembling that of a bird, extended to the left and right around the body. The wind blew and white feathers fluttered. The body turned over, revealing beautiful faces with their eyes turned upside down.

It was a sight that could be misunderstood as an angel revered in some religions fell from the sky and was rescued, simply if it weren’t for the wipers and glass cleaner containers that were caught by magic and floated around.