God of Blackfield

Receiving the sunlight coming into the window, the lecturer presses the call button.

“Hello?”

[“Basilida. ”]

What's he doing?

Kang Chan lowered his phone and looked at the outgoing number for a moment.

[“You heard I went to Korea, right? ”]

“Don't say what you want to say, Basili. ”

Beyond the phone, I heard Basilica's distinctive laugh.

[“Have you made an appointment with Lanoke? ”]

“I promised to have dinner tonight, but what happened? ”

I can't fool Basili, but there's no reason to hide dinner, so Kang Chan replied with a gentle reply.

[“Monsieur River. UIS is after you and Ranoc. South Korea is inexperienced, making it difficult to guarantee safety against terrorism. I don't know why, but I'm telling you because he doesn't seem to be asking you for help right now. ”]

“Basili. Why is UIS after you and me? And why did the Russians want to co-develop genetics? ”

[“I like to hear that from Lanok. I've given you this much hint, so I'd better ask you some questions at dinner. And, Monsieur River. ”]

Kang Chan waited for the next words of Zamjaco Basili.

[“I know there is a lack of talent in Korea and a lack of national capacity. Even so, running through Mongolia and Africa is not good. It's more like telling an enemy that you can stab anywhere in Mongolia or Africa if you want to hit the Monsieur River. ”]

Is that what you take for granted?

I thought it would be so different.

["The information war recognizes the vengeance of the desperate. A vengeance that never touches those close to it again. Instead, if you get involved in everything, you get mixed up. Enemies touch any place with their hearts. ”]

I've taken it very well.

However, the last words of Basilica were not well understood.

“Basili. Vengeance means someone has lost someone valuable, right? Does that mean you can't take revenge on everyone right now? ”

[“Definitely understands fast. If your favorite people are in crisis at the same time, who are you going to save first? ”]

I've never thought of a question like this.

[“Who cares? Who will play an important role? Who are you, Monsieur? At least if you've stepped foot in the information world, think about it. It's definitely a one-off situation. ”]

Basilica spoke in a calm voice in the silence of the sermon.

[“Now it may be most effective to protect everyone directly, but don't forget that it puts everyone at greater risk. ”]

Is that really what this is?

It was time for the hymn to come to mind.

[“Sooner or later, why don't you give Jo some time? ”]

What kind of a joke?

The moment Kang Chan slammed his head, his phone was disconnected.

However, it is not uncommon for a human being to lose his identity like this. Even with Andrei, it's hard to tell if Basilica is an ally or an enemy.

The sunlight that felt so lonely in one phone call came to a completely different meaning.

Kang Chan sighed and stood up.

Coffee and cigarettes were pulled out of the room slowly and into the room with the lagoon.

Glug.

When he opens the door, the lagoon scratches his impression with scissors as if he were about to cut off the table.

“What are you doing?”

“Hey! This isn't easy. ”

As Gangchan took the coffee and moved to the table, the lagoon saw the box and the wrapping paper.

“Don't you have to cut it right here? ”

“Where?”

Kang-chan goes to the wardrobe and pulls out the black head he left in the pocket next to his military pants.

Given the unique dark red glow, it looks like a bit of money.

Once the two of you have wrapped the cut paper around the box, you can put one adult's fist in the black head.

That's it.

However, it was not easy to cut the packaging and pack it beautifully. It took me half an hour, but I felt a subtle lack of something.

Oh, shit! Gifts are important to you, not packaging.

“That's it! This is for the best. ”

Kang Chan lit a cigarette and told me about his call with Basili.

“Is that why you're out there? ”

“Let's meet with the Ambassador and find out why UIS is targeting him and us, and why Russia and Saudi Arabia are making proposals that don't work. ”

“Let's do it. I'll take care of dinner. ”

“Yes.”

Kang Chan nodded and asked the agents outside to prepare a car and clothes to move to the embassy.

“Huh! That's it! ”

I put the paper bag back on the table as if it were stuck.

A common gift paper bag.

Who would have guessed there was a blackhead in here?

An agent came with clothes while you two were smiling.

Suits, comfortable outfits, and workouts.

Kang Chan wore a comfortable shirt and formal jacket on his trousers.

“Won't it be cold? ”

“I'm gonna drive straight into the embassy, and then I'll be right back. ”

“So is Howe. ”

The dressed auditorium leaves the room with a paper bag.

The sharp tension felt by the agents was so intense.

When the first floor elevator was lowered, agents dressed in suits came to the car at shovel hours, and blocked people from coming within 10 metres.

As Kang Chan got into the car, another agent was in the passenger seat, and the car immediately departed.

The car was moving with the agents in front and behind.

Kang Chan placed his gaze on the windshield of the car.

Angled jaws and an outward wind gust were seen between the shoulders of the straightforward agents.

It is those agents who have lost their lives in the Republic of Korea and in the mission.

There are such talents that Basili looks down on the Republic of Korea.

“Don't eat lunch tomorrow, stay. ”

An agent in the passenger seat turns his head and looks at the hymn.

“My father is buying sushi, so I'm going to eat with him. ”

“You can't eat anything but self-procured food while on guard. ”

An agent who saw the expression of hymn smiled briefly and turned his gaze forward.

“Is there such a rule? ”

“In order to be prepared for food problems for any reason, the regulations apply to all security personnel from the President's Office. ”

“Isn't it too tight? ”

“It's about protecting the deputy commissioner. ”

It was a stubborn answer, but the hymn was just funny because it wasn't soft.

The streets of Seoul were peaceful.

It was the warm sunshine of winter, the vehicles that filled the roads, and the look on the faces of street walkers.

Kang Chan recalled Gerar and his men left behind in Africa, and the elderly and the acryons.

Sometimes I wish Gerar was by my side. Even though all kinds of things happen here, sometimes I want to smoke a coffee together in this peaceful corner of the street.

"Smythen, why isn't this son of a bitch in touch? ’

Then I forgot one of my cubs.

With this in mind, the French embassy came into view, and the car with the hymn literally entered the parking lot.

The agents who arrived with him completely surrounded the car of the auditorium, and the French agents from the inside were impotent, so in a word, the black suit filled the parking lot of the French embassy.

It's a hymn from two days ago for fighting the desperate battle to protect the crew in Africa. This look was uncomfortable and turtle, but it was difficult to say anything else when I saw the sentimental expression of the agents.

“Monsieur River. It's been a long time.”

As he entered the embassy entrance, Raphael was waiting for him himself.

“The Ambassador is waiting. ”

Kang Chan takes a paper bag and follows Raphael to Ranok's executive room.

Antique walls, doors, and carpets in the hallway.

The French embassy remained unchanged.

“Monsieur River! ”

“Ambassador!”

It was nice to meet you.

I didn't know Lannock had such a pointy nose in his cold eyes.

He embraced her with a big hug and greeted her with a loud voice in French, but with a cheerful heart above all else.

“Let's sit down. ”

Lanoke points to the table with his long arms.

Quickly.

Raphael's preparation of tea and cigarettes was not the same as before.

“Is your body okay? ”

“I was told not to lift heavy things. And, Ambassador! ”

Kang Chan handed out the paper bag he was holding.

Ranoc watched with suspicious eyes as he was exposed to the ice.

“This is a gift to celebrate my time in Africa. ”

“Can I rip it off? ”

“Absolutely.”

Kang Chan pulls out the box containing Ranok in front of the tea drinker.

"What is this? ’

Lanoke's face looked at the box.

Crumb. Crumb.

The Westerners rip the packaging really hard.

Ranoc, who had finally ripped off all the paperwork, opened the box after watching the hymn.

Stop it!

“Mr. Kang Chan...? ”

The reaction was so embarrassing that I wondered if anyone would change it to dynamite or C4 instead of blackheads.

“This...? ”

I never heard Ranok's voice tremble.

And a panicked, red-breasted face.

“Mr. Kang Chan...? ”

“Ambassador, I'm so embarrassed. You're not upset, are you? ”

“That is……. Mr. Kang Chan, didn't you give this to me without knowing what it was? ”

Lannock hasn't even taken his black head out of the box yet.

“Isn't it a blackhead? ”

Ranoc smiles strangely as if he were laughing with his lungs.

“That's right, Blackhead. Are you sure you want to give this to me as a gift? ”

“Yes.”

Lanoke laughed in a row with his lungs.

And at the end of the laugh, he saw his eyes wet with certainty.

“If I had a blackhead like this..... ”

Lannock carefully pulls the blackhead out of the box and looks down.

A man who knows a few billion jokes wouldn't do it just because blackheads are expensive.

“Is this really a gift for me? ”

“I wanted to give it to the ambassador. ”

Ranoch swallows a dry saliva as if he were trying to suppress emotions, then exhales for a long time.

“Can you tell me how to get this? ”

“If you want to hear it. ”

Lecture commented on cigarettes, and Ranoc began to explain what had happened in Africa with cigars. It is hard to explain the latter without a front anyway.

It was brief, but roughly 40 minutes passed.

“After that, the cave was completely blocked. ”

When he finished speaking, he drank a sip of red tea.

Ranok stands up and goes to the corner behind his desk and palms against the wall.

Tirurook.

And then the electron sounded.

Sweet.

A frame-sized door protrudes from the wall.

Lannock opens the door, opens the vault and puts the blackhead inside.

Ranoc, who pushed the wall and made it completely unknown, trimmed his face and sat in front of the auditorium.

“I have something to tell you while eating. After that, if Mr. Kang Chan gives it to me, I will receive it. ”

Lannock was showing me in a row that he never imagined before. That means there are things that Blackhead doesn't know about.

Lannock moves to the desk and presses the Interphone button.

[“Yes. Ambassador.”]

“I'm going to eat in my room. ”

[“I will prepare it that way. ”]

After a while, Raphael pushed in and installed a large table, laid a white tablecloth, and set the bowl, fork, and knife back.

“Move it away. ”

After moving to the table, Lannock followed the wine to the cup of hymn and also to his cup.

French meals are long and long.

“I am most pleased to see Mr. Kang Chan again. ”

I drank a sip after raising a glass of wine to meet Ranoc's demands.

Raphael brought back hors d 'oeuvres consisting of salmon, caviar and snail dishes.

Ranok, who put food in his mouth with a small fork, opened his mouth as if determined to watch the hymn.

“Mr. Kang Chan. In fact, the biggest utility of a blackhead is the energy it has. ”

It's a tribute to the energy of blackheads in Britain and Africa. And Lannock knows better than anyone what happened in England.

I thought it would be better to hear it now, but Kang Chan focused on Lanok's words by putting food in his mouth in line with the aids.

“There was also the biggest reason the mainland created the ferryman collider. ”

Ranok swallowed a sip of wine and opened his mouth again.

“The original blackhead was a jewel that condensed energy, so there was no way to use that energy. So in a way to take that energy out, the home country developed a ferrite collider. We had to unbalance the energy that the blackheads had in any form. ”

“Is that why you planned to make an earthquake? ”

Ranoch shakes his head at once, answering the question that Kang Chan put the snail in his mouth.

“It was to shoot energy out, not envisage an earthquake. The British misinterpreted it as a weapon, and things got bigger. ”

I see.

Kang Chan nodded and drank a sip of water.

“The problem is that our artificially made blackheads are so unstable that they can't be used as energy sources. It's experienced enough in Eaton's driven formation impactor, so I'm not going to explain it any more. ”

Ranoc, who received a complimentary glance, opened his mouth without drawing any time.

“But since Kang Chan's visit, Blackhead in the U.K. has started releasing energy steadily. ”

Kang Chan somehow felt a new hole unfolding before his eyes.

“By the way, there's no way to fill all the three energy wavelengths in the U.K., except for the energy that Mr. Chan has. So, according to Mr. Kang Chan, the blackhead that I gave you a little while ago is a stable source of energy that I and Basilica have been waiting for with their lives. ”

Ranoch was so splendid that he drank a sip of wine while putting down a fork.

“Ambassador, I'm not sure how much energy Blackhead has. ”

“If we only expect research, and if we can continue to provide denadite and cetinium, that black head will allow the Republic of Korea to use unlimited electricity for the next five hundred years. ”

Feeding.

Kang Chan laughed at the grin.

This is supposed to sound like something that makes sense, or at least 'huh? "Don't even look at me.

“Usually in Africa, you get a black head every few decades, and assuming you have a black head that was previously traded, the supply can be met to some extent. And in the future, oil will become increasingly obsolete. ”

At least this makes sense.

“Is that why UIS is targeting you and me? ”

“The friends we met in Basili and Loriam, and in the Republic of Korea, Mr. Kang Chan, the President, the National Intelligence Commissioner, would be the target. ”

Honestly, wouldn't anyone stop me if I first heard this?

I must have felt the sense of hymn.

“What do you think? It's energy that South Korea will use for the next five hundred years. Will you give this to me as a gift, even if you know it? ”

However, when Lanok went, he was forced to look at the question with the same face.