You Will Be Blessed If You Do Good Deeds¿ - Chapter 160

Lee Woon-gyeol's eyes almost popped out.
"Bird, bird brain? Trick?!"
I swear it was the first time I'd ever heard such abusive language in front of him.

"Are you exaggerating the word bird brain too much? Didn't you just parrot what your father said anyway?"
"Hey, watch what you say! What do you know about politics?"
"Even if you don't know anything, you know it's nonsense. It's not something your father, who worked for other members of the National Assembly for almost 10 years and worked as an ATM, and finally got a gold badge with a proportional representation number in the latter half of the year, would say."

"What, what... ...?"
Calling him a bird brain was ridiculous, but Lee Woon-gyeol's mouth fell open at the insult.
"That's right, if you have a brain, think about it. To be honest, yesterday's speech was fun, but if you think about it even a little, it's nonsense."

âWhat on earth are you trying to say?â
âIf a member of the National Assembly who has never even won a district puts forward a strategy to establish an administrative agency, who on earth would vote for him? In my opinion, I can only say that itâs a complete waste of time. Or⦠⦠thereâs someone whoâs blowing the wind.â
It was hard to believe that Jeong Da-on had been the one who had quietly laughed and listened to Lee Woon-gyeolâs words yesterday, but he was spewing out very sharp words.

Lee Woon-gyeolâs mouth fell open.
All yesterday⦠⦠while listening to my story, you were thinking those thoughts inside?
Furthermore, listening to what Jeong Da-on was saying now, it wasnât the kind of political insight that a twenty-year-old would normally have.

No, at least he knew better than Lee Woon-gyeol himself.
âYou fooled me.â
And when he realized that fact.

The first thing Lee Woon-gyeol felt was intense shame.
Even stronger than when he had shown his vomit to Jeong Da-on.
His hands began to tremble involuntarily.
Local constituency member, ATM. Lucky gold badge. And unrealistic pledges.

âEven the same words as mom⦠â¦!â
Others naturally say that a member of the National Assembly is great, but if you look inside, Jung Da-onâs words werenât so wrong.
In reality, Lee Woon-gyeolâs father was from a business family and had a lot of money, but he didnât achieve much after entering politics.

He barely earned his badge as a proportional representative in the last election, but honestly, it wasnât his fatherâs own efforts that helped him, but his motherâs support.
Maybe thatâs why his mother would click her tongue every time she saw him, saying he was pathetic.
-Your fatherâs only good point is that he listens well. You should inherit that good point too.

His motherâs cold words always lingered in his mind.
⦠⦠But, Jung Da-on said the same thing as his mother.
âYou, you damn ⧠NоvеIight ⧠(Original source) X!â

Lee Woon-gyeol pointed his finger at Jeong Da-on with a face that turned bright red.
Where the shame had passed, only anger remained.
This was⦠⦠a matter of dignity.

Anger that a being who should have been beneath him had invaded his position and authority, and even revealed the aspects he wanted to hide.
Lee Woon-gyeol clenched his teeth and shouted in frustration.
Just like he had done since he was born.

âI believed in the S-class hunter and tried to fool around, but arenât my family scary? Do you think a lawyer in the National Assembly is an X?!â
When Lee Woon-gyeol said this, the other person would usually get scared and back off.
Thatâs understandable, because heâs a member of the National Assembly, a lawyer.

Donât ordinary people fear getting involved in jobs just by hearing the name?
Even if Jeong Da-on is an S-class hunter, itâs the same.
Power and wealth.

It was a power that worked just like status in modern society, and it was Lee Woon-gyeolâs weapon.
No matter how tall and tall Jeong Da-on was, he was an orphan anyway!
Lee Woon-gyeol was born on a different level from him.

At least thatâs what Lee Woon-gyeol thought.
Lee Woon-gyeol spit and twiddled his fingers at Jeong Da-on again.
Not realizing at all that his appearance was no different from that of a child throwing a tantrum.

âIâm going to sue you all for this. Iâm going to completely ruin your life! Iâm going to throw your brother into hell too!â
â⦠⦠â
âAnd our fatherâs promise wasnât just empty talk?! In Europe, itâs already been administratively reviewed⦠⦠!â

âSo what?â
However, unlike the people Lee Woon-gyeol had dealt with so far,
Jeong Da-on didnât care about Lee Woon-gyeolâs threats.

âWealth or power? Thatâs not what Iâm afraid of.â
âWhat, what?â
âThatâs right. Think about it. Will public opinion criticize me for helping a son of a member of the National Assembly who assaulted a commoner while drunk by a S-class hunter?â

âPublic opinion? What does that have to do with anything! Do you care what pigs say?â
âOh, you shouldnât say that. Members of the National Assembly were born to represent the public.â
Jung Da-on didnât look scared, but rather seemed happy.

âYouâre the ones who should be carrying the will of the people, but you donât care even more than this devil.â
âWhat are you talking about!â
Lee Woon-gyeol, who was now almost unconscious, swore, but Jeong Da-on didnât pay any attention to what Lee Woon-gyeol said and just stared blankly.

And, Lee Woon-gyeol, who was about to rush in at that gaze, soon gasped.
âMi, crazy!â

Behind Jung Da-onâs back.

A huge magical power was surging menacingly.
The moment he sensed it, Lee Woon-gyeolâs anger cooled as if someone had poured cold water on him, and only then did he come to his senses.
In fact, you have to stretch your legs to see where youâre going to lie down.

âWhat the heck! Isnât this a scam?â
Lee Woon-gyeol had already seen Jung Da-onâs battle videos.
However, when he experienced it himself, it was on a different level.

A powerful magical power that seemed like it would tear Lee Woon-gyeolâs body apart at any moment!
âI didnât think he was an unbeatable opponent⦠â¦!â
Honestly, even though heâs an A-class, heâs never cleared a dungeon on his own, and heâs been completely defeated by butterfly teeth and slime.

Lee Woon-gyeolâs sword-holding hand dropped weakly.
How could someone who had never achieved anything completely with his own hands overcome such adversity?
Lee Woon-gyeol, who had preyed on the weak according to the logic of the strong, shrank like a burst bubble the moment he recognized the new strong.

âWell, thatâs right. Honestly, no matter how democratic South Korea is⦠⦠itâs a country where materialism is rampant, so I think itâs not wrong to say that lawyers in the National Assembly have different statuses from ordinary people.â
Then, Jeong Da-on slowly spoke to Lee Woon-gyeol, who had completely lost his confidence.
âSo your mother⦠⦠lawyer Nam Sung-hee did everything she could to help her husband become a member of the National Assembly?â

â⦠⦠What on earth are you trying to say?â
âYour mother is amazing.â
Jeong Da-on folded the fan he had been holding open and aimed it at Lee Woon-gyeol.

âAttorney Nam Sung-hee, heâs a pretty good guy. I remember that name too.â
He didnât expect to see it here, but Jung Da-on added in a tone that sounded bitter.
âThat European administration thing, isnât that your motherâs work? She lived in France with her mother for over two and a half years when she was young.â

Lee Woon-gyeol swallowed hard.
â⦠⦠You, did you really do background checks on me?!â
âAre you that surprised? Then you donât think Iâve been playing around for a month, do you?â

â⦠⦠â
Lee Woon-gyeol felt creeped out and shut his mouth after hearing Jung Da-onâs words.
To be honest, he was even scared now.

You could find out about your fatherâs actions as a member of the National Assembly just by looking through the newspapers, but to bring up the actions of his mother, Attorney Nam Sung-hee?
He could only say that he had completely made up his mind.
âMaybe from the beginning⦠⦠âWas I the one who fell into the trap?â

Lee Woon-gyeol swallowed dry saliva.
Thinking about it carefully, this whole situation was strange.
Even if he entered the dungeon drunk, why on earth was Jeong Da-on here?

He could only say that he had followed him.
And⦠⦠.
âThe main body of the butterfly teeth⦠⦠It seems like Jeong Da-on is supplying the magic power?â

Lee Woon-gyeol, who was a so-called A-class hunter, was not completely incapable of analyzing the magic power of monsters.
It was even worse when the monster stopped moving as if it had received an order as soon as Jeong Da-on appeared.
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The giant plant that had been moving very cleverly and pressuring Lee Woon-gyeol had now grown even bigger behind Jeong Da-on, casting a shadow like a large tree.
As the wave of anger passed, Lee Woon-gyeol realized it anew.
What he was dealing with was⦠⦠The S-class hunter who shook not only South Korea but the entire world as soon as he woke up!

Lee Woon-gyeol asked cautiously, as if he had never acted so brazenly.
â⦠⦠Was it really your plan to drag me into this dungeon?â
âYouâre asking so quickly.â

Jeong Da-on said, as if he was pathetic.
An alarm bell rang in Lee Woon-gyeolâs head at the words confirming his suspicions.
This is dangerous.

He had fallen into a clever trap!
âSince when⦠⦠.â
âI just provoked you a little while you were drunk, and you threatened to go into the dungeon and prove your skills? Oh, I didnât know youâd beat up the old manager. If I had known, I would have tried something else.â

Jeong Da-on took a step closer, aiming his fan at Lee Woon-gyeol.
What he was holding in his hand was just an ordinary fan.
He just took a step closer.

âUgh⦠â¦!â
Lee Woon-gyeol felt his breath catch in his throat.
Pressure.

A force that could only be described as such was pressing down on all sides, and the air became suffocating.
It was because Jeong Da-on had taken control of all the magical power in this area.
Clang!

As Jeong Da-on took a step closer, Lee Woon-gyeol unconsciously stepped back and fell down badly, landing on his butt.
Lee Woon-gyeol swallowed hard.
âOh, I think thereâs a misunderstanding.â

It may seem mean, but he couldnât help it.
Lee Woon-gyeol regretted it inwardly.
âI shouldnât have brought up my family!â

The power that Jeong Da-on was showing right now was so strong that he could think that.
Lee Woon-gyeol hurriedly made an excuse.
âI really did you a favor because I thought you were being treated badly. I donât know what kind of misunderstanding there was⦠⦠Huh!â

Jung Da-onâs fan stretched out and aimed at Lee Woon-gyeolâs neck, who had fallen.
Lee Woon-gyeol froze.
It was just a fan, but it felt much scarier than a sharp sword.

That was because he felt a murderous magic.
If that fan touched his skin even a little⦠⦠.
âHonestly, I didnât plan on going this far until yesterday. At best, I thought Iâd try to find a higher-ranking member of the National Assembly who was looking after your father. But⦠⦠.â

Jung Da-on said in a flat tone.
âLetâs give it a hundred steps, even a member of the National Assembly could find out my whereabouts by persuading the deputy director of the Hunter Management Agency. But⦠⦠Only a few people know my personal history.â
But in contrast to that tone, Jeong Da-onâs eyes were filled with a clear murderous intent, like a beast hunting its prey.

Or, it seemed as if he was angry at the insult.
âI care about Jeong Da-jeong, and Iâm close with Han Jae-young, but Iâm also suspicious of her⦠⦠Yes, even this is within the realm of speculation.â
â⦠⦠â

âHowever, despite my personality⦠⦠I trust the judgment of a human named Yoo Han-ul. Thatâs something that no human in this world would know.â
âWhat are you talking about⦠⦠.â
âOr, Theodora Yovanovitch.â

Lee Woon-gyeol opened his eyes wide at the name that came out of nowhere.
And, surprised by the fact that he had reacted, he tried to control his expression⦠⦠.
It was already too late.

Anyone could tell that it was the reaction of someone who had heard this name before.
No, it doesnât end with just knowing it.
Jung Da-on chewed over each of Lee Woon-gyeolâs reactions.

âYeah, if itâs Theodora, you might know about me.â
âWh, what are you talking about? I, I, I donât know that kind of person⦠â¦!â
âYeah? But why are you shaking so much?â

Jung Da-on didnât waver even as he watched Lee Woon-gyeol start to shake unnaturally.
It was as if all of Lee Woon-gyeolâs actions were within the expected range.
Jung Da-onâs eyes stared at Lee Woon-gyeol.

âThen, now I just have to ask you one more thing.â
â⦠â¦â
âTheodora Yovanovitch. Have you ever heard of that name?â

Shiver shiver.
Lee Woon-gyeol could feel his body shaking.
However, he couldnât figure out why he was shaking.

Itâs not that scary. No way, even so, thereâs no way Jung Da-on would kill me.
My head thought that way, but my body refused to listen and trembled without mercy.
âI donât know, I donât know!â

Beep!
The moment I answered that, a loud ringing sounded from somewhere.
At the same time, my vision went black.

Crack, crack.
It felt like something was growing and strangling my throat.
Lee Woon-gyeol tried hard to suppress his gasping for breath and continued to speak forcefully.

âEven if you, even if you take me hostage⦠⦠itâs no use. Even if you threaten Mom⦠⦠yours⦠⦠â
I couldnât hear Jung Da-onâs words in response.
No, in reality, I couldnât breathe properly. My bones were twisted. It was painful, but I didnât have a mouth to appeal to.

It was as if my body was claiming to belong to someone else.
And soon, consciousness, was cut off.
Ppeu-eok!

No, it almost was cut off.
âKeuk! Kk!â
Lee Woon-gyeol came to his senses again after spitting something grandiosely on the floor.

This time, it wasnât because of the hangover.
And the one who kicked Lee Woon-gyeolâs stomach so hard, Jeong Da-on, looked down at him with an indifferent expression.
It wasnât the first time Iâd seen someone who reacted to a set keyword and was banned from dying in the worst case.

In fact, I had fully expected this since I heard the story last night.
Now that Lee Woon-gyeolâs loneliness had been eliminated, all the preparatory work was done.
Jeong Da-on spoke to Lee Woon-gyeol, who still hadnât come to his senses.

Even though he himself wouldnât be able to hear it.
âI think youâre ready to meet your mother, lawyer Nam Seong-hee.â
Lee Woon-gyeol couldnât answer.

Instead, as if responding to Jung Da-on's words, the bug that Lee Woon-gyeol had vomited out wriggled on the floor.
Jung Da-on stomped on it with his foot as it wriggled on the floor.
The bug had grown plump by eating human magic and flesh.

When he stomped on the soft bug, a horrible thud came out.
"... ... You're not even the emperor anymore, Orbis."
And Jung Da-on's expression as he looked down at it was also horribly distorted.

"It seems there's still someone by your side who loves you like his life."
Just like me before.