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Chapter 152
Due to the nature of the front office, their working environment often depended on the guild’s performance.
The better the performance, the easier the workload, better welfare, and if lucky, generous incentives.
That’s why the Kirin Guild was called the dream workplace among people working in the guild industry. There was no guild in Korea doing as well as they were.
However this Kirin Guild was changing, in a very bad way.
The head of the PR team, sitting at his seat, opened his tightly sealed mouth.
Ѐ n̆ ũm ӓ
“The representative says to redo it.”
“Wha??”
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“Did you hear me wrong?”
“Team leader! We even stayed up for several nights on this.”
“Everyone, quiet for a moment. Let me think.”
Even in the meeting room, the PR team leader pulled out an electronic cigarette and took a puff.
E̊nü m̌а
Since when has Han Jeong-do started going berserk?
Until the middle of the stove league, it hadn’t been like this.
He was obsessively managing things and fixated on the Mir Guild where Teacher Mountain King was, but it was nothing unusual. There was at least a minimum line.
‘But now it’s gone.’
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Completely gone.
The reason was obvious.
W̆еb́n оv е̃l̇ E̊ n̊ǔ mа̀
Han Jeong-do, having witnessed Kim Jong-pil getting younger in real-time, had something collapse inside him. In plain terms, he had lost it.
But the front office, unaware of this situation, was only confused by the sudden extreme hysteria of Han Jeong-do. At this point, one could even suspect senility.
‘What the hell do they want me to do, bury the Mir Guild in the issue? Even though they’re the guild holding the opening match.’
To make matters worse, the Kirin Guild had their opening match stolen before their very eyes.
Because of this, the new head of the information team was replaced again.
Honestly, in the team leader’s opinion, this was unavoidable. Who in common sense would think fans could autonomously wage a media war and even create multiple accounts overseas? These fans were insane.
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No, the mere fact that they shook the entire guild scene exceeded the power of an ordinary fandom.
Han Jeong-do wanted the opening match of the guild, defended by these crazy fans, to be buried. Just with some small videos.
The team leader, relying on nicotine, barely held onto his sanity to conduct the meeting.
“Everyone, don’t just sit there like corpses. Speak up. Anything is fine; we can reshoot if needed. Just speak freely.”
The team members, watching carefully, cautiously started speaking.
“Um, team leader, honestly, we’ve done as much as we can.”
Е̄ n̆ u ḿa
“Yes, there’s nothing left to shoot.”
The video promotion team analyzes the market using YouTube and other media, and produces promotional videos to publicize the guild.
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Therefore, they knew better than anyone else that the market, the public, did not want the Kirin Guild.
There were three main reasons.
First, excessive image consumption.
“We’ve made opening match promotional videos for five years. There’s nothing left to shoot.”
Ě n ǔ m̊а
“You saw the last research analysis, right? Aside from our fans, people don’t want to see us anymore.”
“Moreover, this isn’t even an opening match, right? Frankly, it’s like interfering with the neighboring festival. If we mess up, there’ll be backlash.”
The Kirin Guild, despite achieving five consecutive wins, had lost freshness. The public was cold; they would praise the greatness, but at the same time wanted to see less of it.
Of course, there was a solution.
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The team leader knew it, and so did the other team members. But this naturally led to the next problem.
Second, an uncooperative raid team.
Е ṅ uṁ а̇ .і̄ d́
“No matter how many ideas we come up with to show something new, they all get rejected. Honestly, it’s frustrating.”
“They always act cool, show off, look stylish… It doesn’t work, team leader.”
“When Teacher Mountain King was around, they’d at least move a bit for fan service. Now, there’s no way.”
To break the monotony, bold and fresh content was needed.
Mukbangs, singing, game broadcasts, or variety shows.
But the Kirin hunters’ egos were so inflated that even slight mistakes led to ‘No!’
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So what could the producers do?
The last problem was an extension of the above.
Third, Representative Han Jeong-do.
“Honestly, the representative is the biggest problem. When the raid team says it’s troublesome or they don’t want to, the representative should stabilize things!”
“Exactly. The representative hasn’t appeared on any broadcasts in three years, citing ‘rank.’ Coincidentally, it’s exactly when Teacher Mountain King left.”
“The more I see it, separating the raid team and representative for a perfectly fine guild…”
Е ñ_ů m ӓ. ї d̊
“Hey.”
“Sorry.”
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“Watch your words. I say it for your sake.”
Of course, he scolded them, but the team leader secretly agreed.
It’s not without reason that guilds divide the raid team, captain, and representative.
Each person focuses on their strong area, but when conflicts arise, they speak uncomfortable truths to find the best solution.
Ӗ n ú m̄ а_. і̄d
But if you are the general representative, you inevitably lean one way.
Usually, that side was the raid team, which led to the current state of Kirin. A situation no different from an all-out strategy party solely for the raid team.
The team leader, seemingly giving up, continued the meeting with an electronic cigarette in his mouth. Without nicotine, he couldn’t handle this despairing reality.
“Well, what can we do? We just have to keep at it. Love it or hate it, it’s our guild and our strategy team. If you’re unhappy, think of the salary in your account. Still, we’re the highest paid.”
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“Also, Mir Guild…”
“….”
Еnu m̀_a_
“Sorry.”
“…Right. Let’s push a little more. I’ll start. Then shall we boldly reestablish the concept?”
With the team leader pleading almost like begging, the team regained focus and entered the meeting again.
But unfortunately, the sky—or rather, the clownish representative of some guild—was about to render his efforts pointless.
“Huh… This is over.”
The team leader raised both hands, staring at Lee Shin on the monitor.
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Seoul, commuting home.
People were looking for the large electronic billboard. Our “retired gallery guy” Park Sung-cheol ran among the crowd to the spot he had scouted earlier.
“Is it happening today?”
“Yeah, 5 minutes left.”
“They’ve got money to spare. Doing it again?”
W е b̆ ǹovеl̄ Е n̊ ùm̈а
“It’s not their money…”
“Excuse me. Coming through.”
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Instead of taking the subway home, he ran. The spot he had scouted, near the largest billboard in the area.
Arriving, Park Sung-cheol scanned the surroundings.
A decent height, no need to look up too much, few passersby.
“Good.”
W̊ е̃bn̈ о̂ v_e l̊ .Е ṅ ũ m̀а
He set up a tripod and camera he had prepared at home, and one by one people started gathering.
Seeing a young person in their twenties take a tripod out of their bag, he nodded and silently greeted, ‘Oh, you too?’ ‘Me too.’
Once the setup was complete, Park Sung-cheol helped a friend who looked like a dragon fan set up their tripod and hurriedly grabbed his phone.
20 seconds.
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Almost time. Nervously shaking his hands, the friend who helped him handed over something.
A water bottle of suspiciously bubbling yellow water.
Ё numа̊. ї.d̈
In this dangerous world, it’s hard to trust food from others, but these two weren’t strangers. They were comrades.
Park Sung-cheol nodded and drank the yellow water.
Ah… not bad at all.
10 seconds. 9 seconds, 8 seconds, counting in his mind, the young friend got so excited that he eventually shouted.
“5!”
Not wanting to be left out, Park Sung-cheol joined in.
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“4!”
The people who looked like dragon fans shouted.
“3!”
Then ordinary people shouted too.
“2!”
Everyone shouted together.
Ẇе̃_b̄n о̆ v̈ ê ĺ Е́n û mа́
“1!”
The count reached 0.
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-Crack!
The city fell asleep as every single light went out.
Wow, could this really be possible? The darkness was almost unreal.
And at that moment a line of light appeared in the center of the electronic billboard, and a door opened.
Е ň umа̊.. іd
Soon, some cheered at the appearance of a familiar face.
It was Lee Shin. He swung the door open with force, clapped his palms in the darkness, and then smiled brightly like a child.
That’s cheating, right?
Regardless of gender or age, his natural smile captivated the entire country.
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On the screen, Lee Shin rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a faded film camera photo.
It was a photo of a man holding the championship cup among cheering people.
Wе̄b̄ń о̊v еl̇ Е nu m̌ а̌
Park Seong-cheol covered his mouth when he saw the photo.
It was a photo of MIR Guild lifting the trophy in the league’s first-ever championship.
“This is insane……”
As Lee Shin took a determined step forward, the darkness lifted in an instant, revealing familiar scenery.
Under the overall dim lights, the station appeared.
It was Busan. More precisely, Busan Station, and even more precisely, the Busan Station from the era of their first championship.
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Walking through the blurry scenery as if strolling through the past, Lee Shin looked around, perhaps searching for something, and waved cheerfully.
It was Lee Hye-jeong leaning against the door. They smiled at each other and descended the stairs together.
The scene soon changed as they passed a construction site. When Lee Shin nodded, Lee Hye-jeong kicked the metal door open with a flourish.
Inside, those moving the rebar looked askance at them. Tall figures in white shirts and jeans—it was the MIR Guild’s tank team, including Kang Mal-sook.
Lee Shin pointed his thumb back and shrugged, and everyone snickered before following him.
“They’re looking for their comrade.”
É n̈ û m̊а̊ .і d
“Wow…… it’s like a movie.”
As Lee Shin moved forward, more joined the group.
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Some came riding flames, some fell from the sky, some emerged like smoke from hiding.
One by one, the raid party grew until it was almost complete.
In the distance, lightning and thunderstorm clouds swirled from the sky.
The bolts struck in Lee Shin’s direction.
Ŵe b̄n о̊ v е l̄ Ё ǹ ůmа́
At that moment, it looked like they were about to be hit but a silver wall appeared, blocking the path.
It was Hwarang Kim Yushin. He smiled at Lee Shin as if asking if he was okay, then shouted to the other side.
Soon after, Yu Rira, running across the sky, landed beside Lee Shin with an apologetic scratch of her head.
“Did you see Yu Rira running on the sky?”
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“Didn’t Hwarang’s shield change? What’s going on?”
“Now, the remaining person is……”
Еn_ů m̄а̄.їd̆
Just then, they appeared.
Two figures standing on both sides of the bridge leading to Yeongdo.
The one on the right was well-known.
The local boy and the MIR Guild’s top-class prodigy, Park Su-bin flew through the sky with his trademark black mink coat fluttering. Behind him was the completed upper half of the giant.
“Wow!”
“It’s evolved from before!”
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“Hell yeah! That’s right!”
But on the left was someone new.
A youth in a pure white uniform, pulling a sword stuck in the ground. Sleek and mysterious, with sky-blue eyes shining—Baek Yeon-woo.
He stared down at Park Su-bin from above.
Fans’ hearts pounded at the apparent rivalry of the two.
Without explanation, they could only speculate, but knowing it was Lee Shin’s pick was enough to spark anticipation.
Ё n̄_û m̂ а̇
“Could it be the new LeeDo Children?”
“Did ShinGoat do this again……”
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“What do we do? He's so cute.”
It was maddening and fans stomped in excitement but soon, they had to stop as if by magic because now, the true protagonist had arrived.
At the end of the path to the stadium lay the throne.
Insert rLee Shing from the floor.
Еn ũmа̄.і d̈
Black shoes, black slacks, black T-shirt, a long coat and atop his head a golden laurel crown.
It was the Mountain King.
Mountain King Kim Jong-pil sat on the throne, overseeing the world, just as he had in the legendary days.
People were speechless.
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It felt like facing a majestic mountain.
All they could do was stare in awe.
Ẅе̌ bńоv̊e ĺ Ënŭ m̄ а
Meanwhile,
Step─ step─
Finally, the entire raid party gathered and entered the stadium.
As they passed through the darkness-filled corridor and revealed themselves, their outfits had changed into battle uniforms.
Armored, armed, and equipped, the raid party met the gaze of those opposite them.
Those who had held the championship cup in the faded photo.
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Two groups faced each other.
Past and present intersected.
Lee Shin and the raid party took a step forward.
“We will carry on the glory you achieved.”
As this unspoken will transcended time to the past, the man in the photo alternated his gaze between the cup and the raid party, then extended his hand holding the cup.
A zoomed-in smile appeared on his face.
Е ǹ ú m̀ а. і̄ d̆
“……I’ve been waiting.”
-Bang!
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Coming Soon
Opening Match Round 1 [MIR Guild] VS [Haemu Guild]
Saturday 6:00 PM. Busan Yeongdo Dragon King Palace.
The screen went dark as the city lights came back on, and the paused city returned to daily life but the fans couldn’t move.
Е̌ṅ u m а̃
They stood there for a long while.
“…Showing us something like this.”
“…Telling us to wait?”
“Bring that Lee Shin guy here, immediately.”
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Е̃ň u m̀ ã. іd
After such an unprecedented, heart-pounding showcase, the day finally arrived.
― “This is Busan, where the opening match will be held!”
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