You Will Be Blessed If You Do Good Deeds¿ - Chapter 177

âIs this really a misunderstanding?â
Nam Sung-hee didnât seem nervous at all even as Jung Da-on â NоvеlÑgÒ»t â (Only on NоvеlÑgÒ»t) approached.

Lee Pyeong-hwa was startled by Jung Da-onâs appearance and shouted, trying to somehow untie the rope around her body.
âHey, donât come! If you come, youâll die, Jung Da-on!â
Jung Da-on responded to Lee Pyeong-hwaâs shout in a very indifferent tone.

âIn this situation, wouldnât you die before you kill me? From my perspective, Iâd rather you do that.â
Lee Pyeong-hwaâs mouth fell open at Jung Da-onâs words.
The words he heard pierced Lee Pyeong-hwaâs lungs like a sharp sword.

He had already thought that he was far behind Jung Da-on, but hearing it from his own mouth was even more shocking.
âNo, I didnât even believe it⦠⦠!â
Nam Sung-hee thought it was ridiculous that he believed for even a moment that Jeong Da-on cared about Lee Pyeong-hwa.

He didnât really want to hear that he would save her.
But that really⦠⦠!
Isnât that just telling me to die?

While Lee Pyeong-hwa was silent in shock, Jeong Da-on continued.
âAnd honestly, itâs pathetic. Even though he was rated as an A-class⦠⦠How can he be defeated by an ordinary person so easily?â
âT-an ordinary person?â

Lee Pyeong-hwa couldnât suppress her shock.
âT-how is this an ordinary person?â
Even though Lee Pyeong-hwa hadnât awakened for long, she wasnât stupid enough to be defeated by an ordinary person like this.

âThatâs ridiculous. Then whatâs all this?â
What is this rope thatâs wrapping around her entire body right now?
The rope, which glowed with a soft golden light and glowed even in the dark, showed no signs of breaking no matter how much he struggled.
Can an ordinary person really use an item like this?

In addition, Lee Pyeong-hwa had seen Jung Da-on tense up against Nam Sung-hee before the dungeon break.
So, naturally, he had thought that Nam Sung-hee was also a hunter⦠⦠.
âHow could an ordinary person⦠⦠hmph!â

âWhat the heck.â
Nam Sung-hee laughed as he tightened the rope that completely bound Lee Pyeong-hwaâs body.
Lee Pyeong-hwa, who couldnât open her mouth because she was out of breath, just rolled her eyes between the two of them.

âIt was a good attempt, but it didnât work. Why, did you think Lee Pyeong-hwa would attack more boldly if he found out I was an ordinary person? Itâs not an item that can be released like that.â
â⦠⦠tsk.â
Jeong Da-on clicked his tongue briefly.

Lee Pyeong-hwa didnât know, but Jeong Da-on clearly saw the magic power in the strings that were squeezing Lee Pyeong-hwaâs body.
Itâs Orbis.
Nam Sung-hee received another item made by Orbis and invested it in kidnapping Lee Pyeong-hwa.

âYou received the item in such a short time⦠⦠It must be worth it to rob them.â
âAhaha, are you confident that you can beat me? As you can see, your friendâs life is in my hands.â
Nam Sung-hee smiled confidently.

At that moment, Nam Sung-hee looked very much like a lawyer.
âThatâs not all. If you planted bombs in this entire area⦠⦠What are you going to do?â
â⦠⦠What?â

âItâs not just this building. Iâve acquired a considerable amount of explosives. Especially near the bunker. Oh, donât think that you can dismantle them if you kill me.â
Nam Sung-hee said with a singing laugh.
âI set it to explode the moment I die.â

Lee Pyeong-hwa, who was listening to the story from the side, felt dizzy.
âS-sorry.â
However, Nam Sung-heeâs voice was persuasive as he spoke.

âSo?â
Jeong Da-on crossed his arms and nodded at Lee Pyeong-hwa.
âIf youâre going to kill me, then kill me.â

âYou think Iâm bluffing?â
âI killed my son, so I donât think Iâm bluffing. It just has nothing to do with me.â
The way Jeong Da-on spoke was so strange that even Lee Pyeong-hwa got goosebumps for a moment.

âMass slaughter, it must be fun to watch.â
Jeong Da-onâs eyes, shining under the flickering lights of the old commercial building, did not seem human.
âI donât care who or how many die.â

Kukukung!
The building shook violently as Jeong Da-on walked.
âThe important thing is that Iâm going to tear you to pieces here and now.â

This time, it wasnât a bomb explosion.
The flow of magical power that was normally invisible and unfeelable had become a physical entity.
Lee Pyeong-hwa felt her breath catch in her throat.

âMa, the density of magical power⦠â¦!â
Unlike magicians who use the magical power around them, prosecutors usually accumulate magical power within their bodies.

So itâs true that prosecutors are usually less affected by magical power control and are more insensitive than magicians.

However, it wasnât to the point where they couldnât sense the magical power rippling around them.
This is what is called magical power control.
âIs this really Jeong Da-onâs skill?â

He had gone missing in a dungeon with Jeong Da-on in the military before, but even then, Jeong Da-on had separated Lee Pyeong-hwa from the raid.
In addition, when we were clearing lower-level dungeons together, he only played a supporting role from behind, and he didnât really come forward.
Thatâs why Iâve only seen Jeong Da-on fight in videos, and this was the first time Iâve seen him fight in person.

-When magicians fight each other, itâs completely different from swordsmenâs fights.
Shin Ji-eum once said that.
-We swordsmen basically fight using our own bodies and compete with pure skill⦠⦠but when magicians fight each other, itâs a bit more complicated.

-Is that so? Donât magicians also fight using their own magic power?
-Well, there are so many different types of magic. You could say itâs a water fight.
-If itâs a water fight⦠â¦

-Water canât beat fire, and no matter how strong the fire is, the direction will change when the wind blows. Thatâs why in the Encounter with Magic, itâs important to read the numbers to decide which magic to use. Or, itâs not bad to kill the momentum from the beginning.
-How do you kill the momentum?
- They say that they start by taking control of the area with their magical power. For us inspectors, we can only figure it out with our senses⦠⦠.

So, is Jeong Da-on trying to pick a fight with Nam Sung-hee right now?
Trying to subdue him from the beginning?
Lee Pyeong-hwa swallowed hard.

âAnyway⦠⦠I have to find a chance and get out of this situation.â
I couldnât just get caught by Nam Sung-hee and die, or wait for Jeong Da-on to save me.
And he even installed explosives!

He had to somehow get out and let people know.
âThere must be a dagger in his thigh⦠⦠!â
Lee Pyeong-hwa moved his hands while fidgeting.

At first, his body was tightly bound and he couldnât move, but as he kept moving, his hands were now able to move a little.
âOh my, I didnât know he could do something like this.â
âBam!â

However, Lee Pyeong-hwaâs attempt didnât last long.
The rope that had been loosened slightly once again choked Lee Pyeong-hwa.
âOh, why did you do something so strange⦠⦠I didnât know that magicians could do this.â

Jeong Da-onâs strange sense of pressure seemed to have no effect on Nam Sung-hee.
Nam Sung-hee was actually laughing as if he enjoyed the situation.
âIâm an ordinary person, so it wouldnât be a big deal to take away my magical power control, and if that were to happen, the effect of this item, which automatically replenishes magical power around you, could be temporarily weakened⦠⦠If I hadnât heard the advice in advance, I would have been helpless.â

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Jeong Da-on remained silent without answering Nam Sung-hee.
âWhew, crunch⦠â¦!â

Lee Pyeong-hwa thought that Nam Sung-heeâs words were getting farther and farther away.
He was losing consciousness because of the rope that was completely tightening around his neck.
âOh, no⦠⦠!â

He tried to struggle somehow, but now he really had no time to move.
And he was really on the verge of losing his breath.
âKeuk!â

The rope loosened a little and Lee Pyeong-hwa let out a ragged breath.
âGasp, huh⦠â¦!â
If the rope hadnât been tightly squeezing Lee Pyeong-hwa, he would have gagged.

He was finally released just before he died, but he was still not in a normal state.
âYou canât kill me.â
Unlike Lee Pyeong-hwa, Nam Sung-hee didnât believe a single word Jung Da-on said.

Thatâs because Nam Sung-hee had more information.
â⦠⦠What do you want?â
After a long silence.

Jung Da-on opened his mouth like that.
Nam Sung-hee burst into hysterical laughter at Jung Da-onâs words.
âAha, ahahahahahahaha!â

The laughter resounded loudly.
The two just fought each other to the limit⦠⦠and Jung Da-on lost.
Just like Theo Yovanovicâs master said!

âThat kid is restricted from attacking ordinary people first. No matter how much you attack that kid, that kid canât attack you first.â
And so far, it was just as he said.
Even after Jung Da-on saw that he was clearly breaking the dungeon break, he couldnât attack himself right away.

He even used up his magic power to prevent himself from attacking ordinary people.
And even though he was threatening to kill Lee Pyeong-hwa like this, he couldnât kill Nam Sung-hee right away.
For whatever reason, Jung Da-on couldnât attack himself!

â⦠⦠â
As proof, even though Nam Sung-hee was blatantly laughing at him like this, Jung Da-on didnât do anything.
How could he have such an advantage over an S-class hunter that he, a normal person, would not even dare to challenge?

An overwhelming sense of superiority dominated his body.
Nam Sung-hee enjoyed dragging the privileged class to the courtroom and using the law as a weapon to destroy them more than anything else.
However, now that he had become too accustomed to such competition.

It was so enjoyable to be able to completely trample on a hunter who had power that normal people could not have no matter how hard they struggled.
And that opponent was none other than Jeong Da-on.
He was the one who had kidnapped Lee Woon-gyeol and threatened Nam Sung-hee a while ago.

That Jeong Da-on was now unable to do anything and was silently responding to Nam Sung-heeâs threats.
Now that he had seized control of the magical power, if he had the will, he could kill Nam Sung-hee right now!
âI didnât know he had such a weakness.â

Even if Nam Sung-hee woke up from the dead, he couldnât forcefully crush Jung Da-on.
However, if he had such a weakness, it would be different.
Jung Da-on couldnât let go of Lee Pyeong-hwa.

Not only that, it had been proven that taking a civilian hostage against Jung Da-on was an effective means.
Even if it was Nam Sung-hee himself.
âIâll tell you what I want.â

And just by holding onto this weakness, Nam Sung-hee thought that he had achieved an eternal victory.
For someone who tries to save someone, their morality itself is no different from a shackle.
After all, you canât save everyone.

Nam Sung-hee looked at Jung Da-on with joy.
âI want you to⦠⦠.â
âYes, tell me.â

Jung Da-on crossed his arms and urged Nam Sung-hee to speak.
Nam Sung-hee continued.
âMy⦠⦠My⦠⦠.â

âHaha.â
And then, Jung Da-on laughed.
Nam Sung-hee couldnât understand why Jung Da-on was laughing.

Why was he laughing?
He won.
Jung Da-on lost.

So now, whatever he asked, Jung Da-on had to follow⦠⦠.
His mouth wouldnât open, and his tongue was as hard as a stone.
Why on earth was he doing this?

No matter how difficult the legal battles were, his tongue had never been stiff.
âMy⦠my⦠⦠.â
Nam Sung-hee kept trying to speak, but his tongue wouldnât move.

That wasnât all.
Before he knew it, his knees had lost their strength. Nam Sung-hee realized that he had fallen when the cold concrete floor touched his cheek.
âIt was a good idea to spray smoke that paralyzed hunters in this building itself⦠⦠But, Iâve already been hit here once.â

Jung Da-on's slow words flowed into Nam Sung-hee's ears, who had fallen without knowing what was going on.
"That's why I also sprayed some poison on this building. Hunters might be able to resist a little, but for an ordinary person, their internal organs would melt in 30 minutes... ... ."
'I, you poisoned me?'

That's ridiculous.
Jung Da-on... ... wouldn't be able to attack an ordinary person first?
So wasn't he unable to attack even though he clearly saw himself breaking the dungeon break?

If that premise was wrong, this situation would have ended a long time ago. No, this situation wouldn't have happened in the first place.
But why now?
"I've thought about what my duty is for a very long time."

And Jung Da-on said that while looking down at Nam Sung-hee, whose consciousness was fading away.
Of course, it wasn't something that anyone here could understand.
- The system reminds the user, âJung Da-onâ, of the quest âIf you do good deeds, you will be blessed¿â.

- Poisoning the weak is considered âantisocial behaviorâ.
- If the quest fails, the user, âJung Da-onâsâ ability limit will be strengthened.
Except for the system.

âAnd I concluded.â
The glory he had achieved with his own hands was actually just an arrogant crown stained with the blood of others.
Because he did not know his arrogance, he paid a terrible price and was kicked out.

So he had no glory left in his hands, and he still thought he had a duty to pay.
âThe duty I have left is to punish the wicked.â
A flame rose in the air.

It was enough firepower to burn at least one person to death.
What a human believes in with his soul, that belief can certainly change the world.
Even if that change was unacceptable to some.

That was also something that Jeong Da-on had to endure.
Jeong Da-on glanced at the system window.
At the same time as notifying of antisocial behavior, other messages were appearing in the system window.

- Successfully achieving the 'good influence' item, the ability restriction is lifted.
- The current user, 'Jeong Da-on', has saved 682 users.
"It seems I saved 682 people today."

Jeong Da-on said, thinking of Nam Seong-hee, or rather, Orbis standing behind him, with eyes shining like the skin of an insect in the flames.
"I wonder which way the scale will tip?"