Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant-Chapter 179

Su-ho smiled as he looked at the people lying near the door.

“Timing was a bit tight, wasn’t it?” he said.

Kim Seung-hwan blinked in surprise and asked, "What do you mean, timing?"

"Shall I show you?" Su-ho took a step back, and as he moved, Kim Seung-hwan saw the group of men dressed in black suits, all lying unconscious near the entrance.

Kim Seung-hwan’s eyes widened. "Who are these people?"

“These are the ones who claimed they were from the Seoul District Prosecutor’s Office,” Su-ho said, casually lifting one of the men to show Kim Seung-hwan.

The man had a rough, intimidating face, the kind that could belong to a gangster or thug—not someone from the Seoul District Prosecutor’s Office.

"Not Hunters?" Kim Seung-hwan asked, his suspicion growing.

“No, they’re not,” Su-ho replied with a grin. He then dragged the three unconscious men into the office and continued, "They don’t seem to have caused much trouble, considering how calm they look."

"Yeah, everything seemed normal, but just before they could do something, you stepped in," one of the men, who had been hiding in the room, said with relief.

Su-ho checked their pockets and found a wallet with identification. "Huh, these guys aren’t even good at the basics," he muttered, finding it strange that they would carry their ID cards while involved in this kind of activity.

He checked the ID, and after a quick mental search through his library of memories, he realized the identity of the man.

"Ah, so this guy’s from Pi Seong-yeol's direct squad," Su-ho mused, his surprise evident.

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Pi Seong-yeol’s direct squad—Su-ho had encountered references to it back when he worked in the Special Operations Unit. Though he’d only known about them through paperwork, it was shocking to face them in person.

"These guys, huh? Guess they just didn’t know how to lay low," Su-ho thought, recognizing the names and faces. "But I’ve never had to deal with them directly until now."

He'd seen mention of them in documents, but it was only after everything had been reformed that he’d been able to dig deeper. Now, seeing them in front of him, he felt like the dots were finally connecting.

Su-ho smiled as he pocketed the wallet, ensuring that these men wouldn’t be a problem for now. "Let me just move these guys out of the way," he said, before closing the door. Inside, he used his skills to paralyze the three men, then transported them to his space for safekeeping.

When he opened the door again, he saw that the men had disappeared.

“What?”

“Where did they go?”

Kim Seung-hwan and the others were shocked. It was as though Su-ho had made the men vanish with a wave of his hand.

Su-ho chuckled, “Don’t worry. I just moved them for a bit, and they’re not dead, so there’s no need to worry too much.”

He turned to them, "By the way, I’m going to take you two to Seoul. Is that alright?"

Kim Seung-hwan nodded eagerly. “Yes, that would be a huge help. Honestly, after seeing Pi Seong-yeol's direct squad, I feel like this needs to be handled carefully. But Pi Seong-yeol, pulling strings like that, shows just how crazy he really is.”

"Crazy indeed," Su-ho agreed, "That’s why we need to get them out of here as quickly as possible. I'll handle things in Seoul, and you can take care of the rest."

As the two men climbed into his car, Su-ho hesitated for a moment but decided to head to a nearby building.

There, he used his [Military Tactics] skill to summon a clone, using Reverse Morphology to alter its face. He dressed it in jeans, a hoodie, and a mask, giving it instructions to wait near the prosecutor's office.

"This way, I can move quickly without raising suspicion," Su-ho thought. He knew it would consume some mana, but it was nothing compared to losing Kim Seung-hwan.

As the clone set off, Su-ho got into his car and turned to the two men.

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"Are you both feeling alright? No injuries or anything?"

“We’re fine, thanks to you,” they responded.

"Once the article goes live, things will get noisy. But during that time, let’s stick together," Su-ho said, signaling that they should be ready for what was coming next.

They nodded, and the car began its journey toward Seoul.

But then, Son Baek-geum spoke up with an awkward look on his face. "My car’s at the prosecutor’s office, though..."

Su-ho and Park Gyu-min exchanged incredulous glances.

Son Baek-geum, sensing the awkwardness, cleared his throat and said, "Well, we can have one of the subordinates handle it."

With a sigh, Su-ho replied, "Alright, let’s get going."

And so, they set off toward Seoul, unaware of the deeper forces at play.

***

About an hour later, Pi Seong-yeol sat at his desk, narrowing his eyes as he leaned back in his chair.

‘Why haven’t they contacted me yet?’

It had already been over an hour since he assigned the task. Still, no word from his men. The excuse of travel time didn’t hold up either; he had intentionally given the orders for the men in Suwon to move swiftly.

‘These guys don’t even have their identities checked, but they can’t even get this right...’

Moreover, Pi Seong-yeol’s direct squad members weren’t just ordinary thugs. They were elites—skilled and well-trained individuals who knew how to handle sensitive tasks.

As he pondered, trying to remain patient, his phone suddenly rang.

"Finally," Pi Seong-yeol muttered, but when he looked at the caller ID, it wasn’t one of his subordinates.

It was the president of the association, Jang Kyung-hwan.

"Jang President?" Pi Seong-yeol answered quickly.

– "Pi Chief, where are you right now?"

"I’m at the office. Why?" Pi Seong-yeol replied, furrowing his brows.

– "Why? Didn’t you see the news?"

"News?"

– "Internet! Check it right now!"

Startled by Jang Kyung-hwan’s tone, Pi Seong-yeol immediately hung up and started searching the news articles. When he saw the latest headlines, his eyes went wide.

– [Exclusive] The Reason Park Gyu-min Was Invited to the Junket Room Was Related to Real Estate Redevelopment.

– The Vice President of Daeheon Corporation, Park Gyu-min, Is Involved in the Save Zone Premium. What the White Gold Boss Really Said...

– The Junket Room Was a High-Stakes Event for Client Entertainment...

– White Gold’s Son Baek-geum: "It’s all true."

"What is this?"

Pi Seong-yeol stood up abruptly, almost knocking his chair over in his surprise. He didn’t expect this kind of backlash, and it left him rattled.

But he quickly regained his composure. He couldn’t afford to show weakness now, especially when Jang Kyung-hwan seemed equally shocked.

"I’ll check and get back to you," Pi Seong-yeol said, trying to maintain his calm.

After hanging up, he immediately dialed another number.

– "Yes, Chief."

"Where are you right now, Kim?" Pi Seong-yeol asked urgently.

– "I’m nearby, waiting near the office. What’s going on?"

"A news article just broke. Check it and find out where the Suwon guys are. Why aren’t they responding?"

– "Sorry, I’ll check immediately."

"Find them, and if you can secure Park Gyu-min and Son Baek-geum, bring them in. Don’t kill them, but make sure you get them alive. Got it?"

– "Understood."

After the call ended, Pi Seong-yeol threw his phone onto his desk, placing his hands on his hips and letting out a deep sigh.

"Shit. What the hell is going on?"

***

Meanwhile, Kim Cha-jang, still waiting for updates, issued instructions to his subordinates.

"Call the guys in Suwon, check the news feeds too," Kim Cha-jang ordered.

As his subordinates got to work, one handed him the latest news articles, and Kim Cha-jang’s expression darkened as he skimmed through them.

He realized now why Pi Seong-yeol had ordered Park Gyu-min and Son Baek-geum to be captured alive.

"Not only are they involved in this mess, but it’s also bigger than we thought," Kim Cha-jang muttered to himself, clenching his fists.

But despite the urgency, his subordinates could not reach anyone in Suwon.

"Seems like something’s ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ happened to the guys in Suwon. Gather everyone, we’re heading to Suwon immediately. Get in touch with them," Kim Cha-jang ordered, his voice sharp.

Just as they started moving, Kim Cha-jang’s phone vibrated.

It was a call from one of the Suwon staff members.

"Hello?" he answered, his suspicions mounting.

– "Kim Cha-jang, you got me?"

Kim Cha-jang froze, recognizing the voice immediately.

He quickly lowered his tone. "Who are you?"

– "I’m the one who took this phone from your guys in Suwon. You should know who I am. And you know about the Special Unit 2 that reports directly to Pi Seong-yeol, right? You’ve always been the only vice chief in that unit, haven’t you? Daeheon doesn’t have a position like that, so what’s really going on?"

Kim Cha-jang’s blood ran cold as the other person continued, "If you want to know who I am, I’ll send you the address. Come here, and bring your people. I’ve got Park Gyu-min and Son Baek-geum with me, so if you don’t want to disappoint Pi Seong-yeol, bring a lot of backup. I’ve chosen a place without cameras, so come ready."

The call abruptly ended, and Kim Cha-jang was left in a state of shock.

"Who the hell is this?" Kim Cha-jang muttered, his hands trembling. He quickly received a message with an address and several pictures—showing Park Gyu-min, Son Baek-geum, and three of his Suwon staff members bound and covered in blood.

"Unbelievable..." Kim Cha-jang hissed, his anger rising.

The message wasn’t just a threat; it was a direct challenge.

"Who dares to do this to us?" Kim Cha-jang growled, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of amusement.

Sometimes, a little chaos was necessary.

"Let’s make this interesting," he added, suddenly energized.

He handed his phone to a nearby subordinate. "Get everyone together. No one gets left behind."

The game was changing, and it seemed like everyone’s cards were on the table now.