## Chapter 517. Appearance! (1~)
What occurred at the **Marine Union**.
Even in the **RMPAG** community, where various incidents never cease, all attention was focused on this event.
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**<The official stance of the Transparent Corporation has been released!>**
## They say that due to an error of unknown cause, even the game system has been unable to identify the reason! Even so, fortunately, they say it has already normalized!
Reactions to the official stance were varied.
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* Isn't it crazy? These Transparent guys have lost their minds lately. f*ck.
* It's because the president of Transparent is losing his head fighting with **Ahn Roh Man** these days. Yeah.
* True. In fact, aren't they unable to give explanations about that fanatical religious group called the God of Chaos or something?
* But does it make sense for the system to say it's an error that even they don't know?
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There were also many diverse posts.
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**<Right now I'm at the Marine Union>**
Everything is very quiet.
* How is it going?
* In front of the central sea, it's chaos because tomorrow the 17th Grand Conference is convened, right? No, it's totally silent. All those bastards of the Generals have already arrived. But after the commotion a while ago, the atmosphere is eerie but silent.
* Is it quiet or is it chaos?
* I don't know, idiot. It's both. It feels like a real war is about to break out. haha.
* They say all the streamers and people from the TV networks are running toward the **Marine Union** right now.
* Since they can't enter Island 1, they'll be snooping around and making a fuss near there.
* Let's all support Island 12 together.
* Because it's the user alliance?
* Let's wait for a user to dominate the **Marine Union**.
* I don't want to.
* ¿?
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Seeing this, **Second Emperor Yi Hwang** of the **Five-Colored Family** set the tablet on the table and looked forward.
“What happened?”
“… We are evaluating the situation.”
the **Hunter** from the **Transparent Blood Family** lowered his head.
“I know the president is in a difficult situation right now.”
The president of the Transparent Corporation or the leader of the **Transparent Blood Family**. He was fighting a fierce battle for the truth alongside President **Ahn Roh Man**.
“But we must not lose sight of the essentials.”
“… Yes.”
Toward the **Hunter** of the **Transparent Blood Family**, who bowed his head even lower, the **Second Emperor** spoke softly.
“I'm leaving it to you.”
“… I am very sorry.”
“You may leave.”
“Yes.”
The **Hunter** of the **Transparent Blood Family** left the study, and a subordinate approached the **Second Emperor**. While the **Third Emperor** had three sworn brothers, she had two subordinates.
“Did you see his expression?”
“?”
At the **Second Emperor's** inquisitive look, the subordinate curled his lips and said:
“He dared to frown.”
Although he pretended to be submissive by bowing his head, the subordinate read the annoyance on that face as he walked out the door.
“How dare he...”
“I see.”
The **Second Emperor** spoke with a casual tone.
“I didn't see it, so I didn't know.”
At those words, the subordinate smiled. He had understood the hidden meaning.
**Second Emperor**.
She wouldn't even remember the face, let alone the expression, of a mere messenger. (From now on, the second emperor is a woman).
“It seems things at the **Marine Union** have gone awry.”
She simply focused on the assigned task.
“It's problematic.”
Her face truly looked worried.
“Lately, things are going wrong one by one. The **First Emperor** shouldn't feel uncomfortable because of this.”
The moment she mentioned the **First Emperor**, the subordinate closed his mouth tightly. He felt that at times like this, he shouldn't say a word.
“It's strange.”
The **Second Emperor** began organizing her thoughts.
> <It is said that someone capable of destroying the soul prison has appeared on Island 1. It is presumed to be true.>
Her hand gently tapped her chest.
“The Grand General is still in here.”
If someone had extracted King **Zed's** soul which was inside the Grand General's body, the Grand General's soul would instinctively show minimal resistance wanting to return to his empty body. But now, the Grand General's soul was silent.
“That means there are still no changes in the Grand General's body.”
Of course, there were other possibilities.
*‘… It wouldn't matter if another soul had taken the place inside the Grand General, but...’*
Occupying a body that has become a prison without damaging the soul at all?
“Unless it's divine level, it's impossible.”
The subordinate simply listened in silence to the **Second Emperor's** murmurs. He should not interrupt at times like this.
“That's right. It has to be divine level for it to be possible. Furthermore, he would have to know that I handle souls and be quite an expert in this field.”
She raised her head. The wall located in front of her desk. The portrait hanging on that wall.
“If you think about it that way, there aren't many possibilities, are there? Isn't that right, **First Emperor**?”
It was the portrait of the **First Emperor**. The subordinate pretended not to notice the **Second Emperor's** smile.
“He must possess divine-level power. And he must know me well.”
Furthermore.
“He must know of the existence of **New World**. And he must know that we are conspiring in the **Marine Union**.”
The letter sent by the **Wanderer** **Cho** was still in her hands.
“Today, such an immense power suddenly appeared on Island 1 that it caused an error.”
With the exception of a few gods, no one knows **New World**.
“And the Third General calls me suddenly to Island 1?”
And right at this moment, the Third General calls her. Saying there is someone who can destroy the Grand General's prison. Regardless of whether that is true or a lie—
“And the Third General follows the **Third Emperor** like his sworn brother.”
A frigid flame erupted in the **Second Emperor's** pupils.
“How dare they, in the presence of the **First Emperor**.”
It was a truly intolerable situation.
“… Not following the one who will walk the great path—”
It was a total lack of respect. And the **Third Emperor** was also insolent. Someone who always showed his greed without hiding it.
“**First Emperor**, doesn't it seem like a trick of the **Third Emperor**?”
A warm smile formed on the **Second Emperor's** lips as she looked at the portrait. The woman with black hair and green eyes looked at her subordinate and spoke:
“Contact the Third General. Tell him that I will also go to Island 1 tomorrow.”
“Yes.”
“It's time to teach those insolent people a lesson.”
Her smile and expression as she looked at the portrait of the **First Emperor** seemed as pious and sacred as the smile of a saint following a god.
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“And why have you come?”
At **Cale's** question, the white-haired man with green eyes, **Clopeh Sekka**, showed a warm smile.
“I have come to guide you. Tonight I will return to help Miss Rosalyn.”
“… Couldn't it be that your objective wasn't to guide, but to show me this tablet?”
“Fufu.”
**Cale** ignored **Clopeh**, who was chuckling. He left the tablet on the table showing the **RMPAG** community forum, plunged into chaos by all sorts of conspiracy theories and interest, and greeted the two beings beside **Clopeh Sekka**.
“It's been a while, Mary.”
“It is a pleasure to see you, Young Master.”
He was happy to hear Mary's voice, which reminded him of a mechanical sound, after such a long time.
“It seems you're eating well, eh?”
“… I have no other choice.”
**Eden Miru**, who had become quite robust to the point where it looked like he could roll, avoided **Cale's** satisfied gaze and turned his head.
“!”
There was the group of children looking at him with shining eyes.
“It's good old Mary after a long time! The little one too after a few days!”
*Meow!*
*Meow!*
While **Mary** showed a soft smile at the shining gazes of the group of children and the **Dragon Half-Blood** showed discomfort on his face:
“Have you heard of the **Second Emperor**?”
“Yes.”
“I've heard it.”
“When you see the **Second Emperor**, I ask for your advice.”
Cale felt satisfied seeing the reliable attitude of the necromancer and the dragon, who nodded as if to say not to worry. At that moment, **Eden Miru** spoke with concern:
“Will you be able to lure the Second Emperor?”
“Don't worry.”
What happened on Island 1 due to the descent of the **God of Death**. After analyzing it, Cale immediately sent the **Wanderers** **Cho** and **Ryeon** to Third General Wo-ho.
*‘I'll tell them the **Third Emperor** has grown stronger and is preparing to overthrow the **Second Emperor**’.*
The **Wanderer** **Ryeon** took charge of handling what **Cale** wanted.
*‘If I tell them he's preparing a trap to kill them all at tomorrow's 17th Grand Conference, and that he must lure the **Second Emperor** without fail, he'll like it if I frame it properly’.*
**Cale**, remembering the words of **Ryeon**, who had understood the Third General to some extent, eased **Eden Miru's** worry.
“Someone quite intelligent has gotten to work, so you don't have to worry too much.”
And—
“Because of what happened today, she will probably come if only out of curiosity!”
The **Second Emperor** would be curious about this event, which was like an error that the system couldn't identify.
*‘We just have to use that well’.*
The enemies still don't know that **Cale** is here. That was the biggest advantage.
“Anyway, stay around here.”
**Cale** left **Mary** and the children and headed to the next room.
*Step, step.*
As he walked down the hall, the contents of the community he saw on the tablet were in his head.
*‘An error that can't be identified?’*
*Psh.*
**Cale** couldn't help but let out a dry laugh.
*‘System’.*
This guy is quite funny.
*‘The one who created and distributed all sorts of missions with the descent ceremony of the God of Chaos in mind, says he doesn't know about the descent of the God of Death?’*
Does that make sense?
“… He's pretending he doesn't know.”
He certainly is smart.
*‘That's right’.*
Now is the time to pretend he doesn't know and hide it. After the descent ceremony of the church of the God of Chaos last time, situations were occurring where rumors arose whether the system was sending signals asking to protect **New World** from the Transparent Corporation. And with the **Transparent Blood Family** on guard due to the attacks against the Transparent Corporation. The system was currently acting in a way that wouldn't be annoying to the Transparent Corporation.
*‘And he's subtly helping in this way’.*
It's very skillful behavior. And later, when the time comes—
“… He plans to be our ally, right?”
Cale spoke looking at the air.
“He's watching us.”
Whether it's an error. Whether they should log out. Whether a field block— Despite the **God of Death** saying he would descend with a force that could be endured, the system made all sorts of fuss.
“Will you continue to help us well in the future?”
A partner who coordinates his movements well without needing to speak was an excellent being.
*Reeeak.*
Naturally, the companions who are always with one were also valuable. **Cale** opened the next room and entered.
“Haaa.”
And he let out a sigh.
*Munch, munch.*
An **Elder** eating a steak with his mouth full. Cale remembered the moment he met the **God of Death** for the first time. The **God of Death** he met in a place resembling a modern Earth office looked dignified, cool, and proper for a god, but—
“… How did he end up like this?”
The **God of Death** in front of his eyes seemed hopeless.
“Eh?”
**Cale** shook his head at the **Elder** who asked while chewing.
“It's nothing.”
Better to say nothing. He had already heard everything he needed to hear.
“How is he?”
At **Cale's** question, Crown Prince **Alberu** Crossman spoke while looking at the translucent King **Zed** in the form of a doll, lying in a small bed similar to a baby dragon's.
“Still.”
The **God of Death**, who was shoving food into his mouth as much as he could, intervened.
“It will take a while for him to regain consciousness. Even so, how many days were left? Well, anyway, he won't die immediately.”
**Alberu** and **Cale's** gazes turned toward him.
*Smile.*
The **God of Death** turned up the corners of his lips.
“The soul has been largely damaged. You have to find the original body soon and return the soul to it.”
The voice coming out was cold.
“Of course, even so, he will die in half a year. A damaged soul does not return. Recovery is impossible. It has been damaged more than I thought. He will die slowly.”
It meant he wouldn't die now, but in half a year. **Cale** looked at **Alberu** unable to say anything. At that moment, **Alberu** spoke with an indifferent face.
“… Clean some of the sauce from the corner of your mouth.”
“Ah?”
The **God of Death** had sauce on the corner of his mouth, which contrasted with his cold voice and his smile. The **God of Death** asked with a foolish face. **Alberu** mentioned it quite naturally.
*Psh.*
**Cale** finally let out a relaxed laugh and sat on the sofa.
“**God of Death**.”
He asked the only thing he hadn't answered yet.
“Who is the one who tried to kill you?”
Someone who discovered the way to annihilate a god. Who could it be? The **First Emperor** who dreams of being a **Transcendent**?
*Munch, munch.*
The **God of Death**, after swallowing all the food and cleaning even the sauce from the corner of his mouth, asked:
“Will you help me if you know?”
“No.”
“Tsk.”
The dignified-looking **Elder** pouted as if he were resentful. When **Cale's** brow furrowed.
“It was a human.”
What?
“The guys from the **Heavenly World** came along with a human.”
The law of the hunt. The god-killing talent that devours a god. The secret about this slept in the closed sanctuary of the **Heavenly World**. The one who discovered this was the first **Wanderer**, the **First Emperor**. And the one who already knew it was—
*‘**Heavenly World**’.*
Ha!
**Cale** let out a laugh that sounded like a sigh.
“The gods fight among themselves, the **Heavenly World** tries to eliminate the gods, and those hunter bastards try to devour them all, whether they are gods or whatever.”
Really,
“It's a mess.”
**Cale** stored the new information in his head while looking out the window. The long day was ending. Tomorrow the 17th Grand Conference would be held.
Island 1.
In the sea in front of it, the 17 Generals dominated the ocean with their numerous ships to attend the meeting. It was a sea where the winds of war were felt, as if they could start fighting at any moment.
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And the day dawned when the 17th Grand Conference would be held. Everyone checked the time. Both the people of the **Marine Union** and the numerous users who came to observe. While the sea bustled with people who had their own thoughts.
*Wuuuuu---wuuu---*
The barrier surrounding Island 1 began to vibrate.
The second hand of the clock moved slowly. It was heading toward 11 in the morning.
It was the time when the barrier of Island 1 would be deactivated for the Grand Conference.
“You look very good, Young Master.”
At that moment, **Cale** was adjusting his clothes, wearing the suit that the butler **Ron** had prepared for him. And he put on his glasses.
