The World’s Greatest is Dead

『Hmmm…』

Yu Chun-gil squinted as he surveyed the situation from the damaged roof of the location.

It was indeed a tense moment.

Bang Sung-Yun seemed to be seething with rage, his sword emanating qi.

His opponent clasped his weapon tightly, his expression somewhat flustered.

『What on earth is he doing?』

Even as Yu Chun-gil watched, he was filled with questions.

What on earth was he thinking?

『It’s unlike him.』

Yu Chun-gil had always seen Bang Sung-Yun as someone who disliked taking risks unless there was a clear advantage. So why was he acting so recklessly now? Yu Chun-gil couldn’t understand.

『Hmm.』

Yu Chun-gil’s gaze shifted downward. He looked at the child lying under the straw, having breathed his last.

The reason Bang Sung-Yun had come straight here was probably because of that child.

That’s why he had abruptly kicked open the carriage door and rushed out.

『… What is it?』

What was it? What was making Bang Sung-Yun act so strangely?

『He didn’t seem like someone with a strong sense of justice.』

There were people like that sometimes.

No matter how powerful they were, they would throw themselves into danger to protect the weak.

Throughout history, those who survived were hailed as heroes, while those who perished were considered fools.

『I didn’t think he was one of them.』

At least, Yu Chun-gil hadn’t thought Bang Sung-Yun was one of those types.

The Bang Sung-Yun he knew was different from such people.

In a positive light, he was someone who shrewdly sought profit without taking losses.

In a negative light, he thought only of himself.

Yu Chun-gil didn’t think badly of him for that.

Those who lived like that usually survived longer than those who acted recklessly without ability.

For Yu Chun-gil, it was beneficial if Bang Sung-Yun survived.

That was his line of thinking.

『This could be bad.』

Was there an unexpected side to him?

Yu Chun-gil furrowed his brows.

He felt his expectations had been wrong. He hadn’t thought Bang Sung-Yun would act so recklessly, especially when he was so furious.

『Why?』

What had triggered Bang Sung-Yun? Yu Chun-gil didn’t understand, but more than that, he shifted his priority to another matter.

So…

『Can he win?』

Could Bang Sung-Yun win against his opponent?

Yu Chun-gil observed quietly.

『Hmm.』

Based on his assessment, the bald man appeared to be at the first-rate level.

In comparison, Bang Sung-Yun was at the second-rate level.

The difference in their levels was considerable, but that didn’t mean Bang Sung-Yun had no chance.

Especially when someone like Bang Sung-Yun had a variety of tools at his disposal.

However, could Bang Sung-Yun even realize that?

『I’m not convinced.』

Yu Chun-gil wasn’t reassured.

Normally, it might be possible.

『Not now.』

Yu Chun-gil firmly dismissed the idea.

The Bang Sung-Yun he knew might have had a chance.

He usually had a cool head and a quick mind.

But not then.

Bang Sung-Yun was engulfed in anger, lost in his emotions.

There was no way he could think rationally.

Had he been capable of that, he wouldn’t have gotten into this mess in the first place.

『Hmmm…』

So, Yu Chun-gil was further mired in his thoughts.

『Should I intervene?』

Should he step in and handle it for Bang Sung-Yun?

Or should he wait and watch?

If he stood by passively, things might go terribly wrong.

Such thoughts crossed his mind repeatedly, but soon enough, Yu Chun-gil nodded.

『I’ll wait and see.』

He didn’t take long to decide.

If Bang Sung-Yun died here, it would be unfortunate, but…

『That’s all he amounts to.』

He had no attachment to him.

So, Yu Chun-gil watched Bang Sung-Yun with a hint of interest.

『Alright, let’s see what you can do.』

In this situation, what would Bang Sung-Yun display?

As Bang Sung-Yun always acted unpredictably, Yu Chun-gil found himself somewhat excited.

At that moment, the battle began.

Bang Sung-Yun moved first.

*Swish–!!* He swung his sword.

Bang Sung-Yun’s sword lunged towards his opponent, but the man sidestepped and avoided the attack.

The man’s face showed slight surprise as he dodged.

Seeing that, Yu Chun-gil smirked.

『He sensed it.』

The opponent had some awareness.

He was more crude than expected.

He was slower than anticipated.

That must have been what the man felt when facing Bang Sung-Yun’s sword.

His expression turned confused, likely questioning why such a person belonged to the Small Moon Division.

Shh-! Shhh-!

Bang Sung-Yun did not stop and continued to thrust his sword.

“……What is this?”

The man kept dodging the attacks, his expression gradually becoming more lively.

Eventually.

“You.”

Thud-!

The man who grabbed Bang Sung-Yun’s wrist holding the sword grinned fiercely.

“Weak…….”

Crack-!

“Urgh!?”

The man suddenly jerked.

In the instant when his wrist was grabbed, Bang Sung-Yun had thrown dirt at the man who came close to him.

The man, hit accurately in the eyes, staggered.

『Heh.』

Watching this, Yu Chun-Gil let out a breath.

『…When did this brat?』

Seeing Bang Sung-Yun suddenly with dirt in his hand was something even Yu Chun-Gil hadn’t noticed.

When could it have been? As Yu Chun-Gil recalled it.

『……Oh.』

As if understanding something, his eyes lit up.

『It was then.』

At the same moment when he warned him about the danger and told him to duck.

Bang Sung-Yun had grabbed dirt from the ground while holding the child and ducking.

『Ha ha ha. Look at this brat.』

Understanding the situation, Yu Chun-Gil’s disappeared smile reappeared.

At the same time, Yu Chun-Gil looked at Bang Sung-Yun’s face.

He was calm.

Bang Sung-Yun had erased all traces of rage from his face, returning to the usual composed look.

『This crazy bastard.』

Seeing this, Yu Chun-Gil felt chills.

Even the anger just now had been an act.

To divert attention away from the dirt in his hand.

And to make it seem like he was overtaken by emotion.

Bang Sung-Yun had planned and acted on all of this.

And that was.

『Even fooled me.』

He had even fooled Yu Chun-Gil who had been watching everything.

『Ha ha ha ha ha ha–!』

Unable to contain it, Yu Chun-Gil burst into laughter.

『I underestimated you too much.』

He admitted it.

He had vastly underestimated Bang Sung-Yun.

He had known that there was something broken about him.

But he hadn’t imagined he would be this bizarre.

To this extent.

Yu Chun-Gil’s eyes shone as if emitting fire as he glared at Bang Sung-Yun.

『All right. Then what will you do now?』

Having deceived both the enemy and Yu Chun-Gil to create an opening, what would he do now?

Yu Chun-Gil was curious.

『The opening is short. Boy.』

The opening created by the dirt was very short. Any top martial artist would soon open their eyes, and a moment’s hesitation could mean Bang Sung-Yun’s death.

『But even so, can you really do it?』

Bang Sung-Yun had never killed a person before.

Yu Chun-Gil knew this.

In fact, Bang Sung-Yun himself had said he had never killed anyone.

Could such a person really use a killing move in that brief opening?

Thunk-!!

“Urk!”

『Huh?』

Something buried itself into the man’s neck.

It was Bang Sung-Yun’s sword.

Splash-! Blood spattered.

“Groan…….”

Though the man desperately flailed his hands, Bang Sung-Yun tripped him as he staggered.

Thud-!! The burly man’s large body fell easily.

In his fallen heart.

Thrust—

Bang Sung-Yun drove the sword in.

“Argh…… ugh…….”

The man whose neck and heart, both vital points, had been pierced convulsed a few times before his eyes lost their spark and he went still.

『Ah.』

Watching this, the corner of Yu Chun-Gil’s mouth lifted.

He had been laughing already, but now it looked almost terrifying.

Yu Chun-Gil looked at Bang Sung-Yun with conviction.

『This guy has quite a few secrets.』

Swish.

Bang Sung-Yun pulled his sword from the man’s heart, splattering blood.

“…….”

Even at that moment, his face remained expressionless.

His eyes were void of any tremor or guilt.

Eyes that couldn’t make one believe he had killed someone for the first time.

The body gradually cooled as it lost life.

Blood was streaming from the wound on the neck.

“…….”

Bang Sung-Yun approached the dead body.

『Hmm?』

Yu Chun-gil tilted his head as he looked at it. Why would he bother to approach it?

As he watched with curiosity.

Bang Sung-Yun placed his hand on the forehead of the dead man.

“…ni…gu…ah…”

He whispered so softly that even Yu Chun-gil couldn’t hear.

At that moment.

– Kkiyaaaaa…!!

『… What?』

Something burst forth from the man’s body.

Yu Chun-gil’s eyes widened in shock.

A man emerged from the body of a man.

『What is that?』

It was a semi-transparent figure. It looked just like.

『A ghost?』

It matched the usual appearance of the ghosts Yu Chun-gil had seen.

Which meant.

『That guy… pulled out a ghost?』

It meant he had summoned a ghost from the dead body.

And if that wasn’t enough.

– Kkiyaaaaa…!!!

“Silence.”

– …!!!

Bang Sung-Yun uttered a single word, and the ghost’s mouth closed shut.

Bang Sung-Yun’s trembling hand grabbed the ghost.

Following his movements, the ghost let out a silent scream.

Watching this, Bang Sung-Yun spoke.

“I told you.”

Bang Sung-Yun’s eyes were cold as ice.

“You won’t truly die, even in death.”

* * *

“Ugh!”

A man urgently moved.

He clutched his injured shoulder, and blood dripped from his fingertips, indicating his poor condition.

Drip— Drip—

Even the rain began to fall.

The worsening situation.

Yet the man ran as if possessed.

“Damn it—!”

Curses spilled out of his mouth.

“Where the hell did those bastards come from all of a sudden…!!”

He had simply planned to obtain some information and then leave the unremarkable village.

Things had gone awry.

‘Of all times, the combat unit had departed.’

The combat unit that had prepared the ambush had disappeared just after completing their task.

Only the lower ranks remained.

In such a situation…

‘The Small Moon Division—!’

Monsters known as the elite of the Blue Moon Sect.

Even the upper ranks had warned not to engage if they encountered them.

But to think he, a mere low-rank, would face them.

“Ugh…”

He had to report the situation somehow.

‘I survived by any means.’

He had barely escaped, abandoning his comrades. He planned to contact the combat unit and inform them of the situation.

‘Where am I? How…’

Searching his surroundings frantically, he noticed something.

A carriage.

“… There it is!”

He halted his strides and changed direction.

He thought the heavens were on his side. It seemed someone was sitting in the coachman’s seat.

As he saw this, he drew his sword.

He would intimidate the coachman to leave immediately. Then, upon reaching his destination, he would kill the coachman.

To do so, he first ran towards the coachman.

“Hey—! If you don’t want to die, immediately—”

The words never left his mouth.

Thud.

Roll, roll, roll.

His head fell from mid-air, and his body staggered a few steps before collapsing.

Blood flowed from the body.

The old man sitting in the coachman’s seat did not turn his gaze at the commotion.

He showed no interest despite the decapitated man’s dead body.

His cold eyes were fixated on a direction.

That direction was where Bang Sung-Yun was.

“Interesting.”

The one-armed old man spoke in a dry voice.

As he spoke, the surrounding horses remained silent.

“How did he know?”

How did the young lad sense the presence so far away?

He himself had only sensed an odd feeling. How did that young brat know?

The old man pondered about someone’s face.

“Does that mean he’s not just a useless kid?”

With those words, the old man’s expression changed.

He had planned to kill him if necessary.

Yet, it seemed—

He needed to observe him a bit longer.

TL’s Corner:
I knew it!!! I mentioned from a previous chapter that Bang Sung-yun might know some curses. Close enough I guess?

I really hope that bastard suffers.