The Last Knight, the Lion King.
That existence was one of the beacons of hope for humanity.
Despite the power inflation going off the charts, he was still a significant force, and later, he perished alongside an apostle, a power comparable to a dragon.
It clearly signified that he had entered the realm of transcendence, and it was also evidence that his power was nearly equal to that of an extraterrestrial being.
In short, it meant he was a person who shouldnât die now.
ââ¦The Lion Kingâs disappearance.â
âEven in the UK, only a few know him, but it wonât be long before it spreads. The Lion King is practically a symbol of the UK.â
Therefore, this mission must succeed, Baek Ji-yeon muttered.
âWhere do we go then?â
âThe last known location of the Lion King was in Nazi territory. Typically, if someone is kidnapped by the Nazis, their life cannot be guaranteed, but considering itâs the Lion King, the Association believes heâs still alive.â
If it were the Lion King I knew, he would be safe for at least a week.
The problem, however, was when he went missing.
âHis disappearance is presumed to be yesterday. Although the Lion King possesses extraordinary abilities, the Association thinks he can last about three days.â
âI see.â
âSo the Union will depart from France and invade Nazi territory. One side will cause a commotion while the other tracks the Lion King. Thatâs the outline of the operation.â
âIf Iâm the bait, I should depart first.â
âYes⦠and thereâs a high chance youâll die.â
âItâs okay. Didnât I say I can take care of my own life?â
âIndeed.â
Baek Ji-yeonâs expression remained grim.
âItâs quite a bitter task. Alright, I knew youâd go regardless of what I say. Do you know where youâre headed?â
âThe northern part of Paris, Amiens, right?â
âCorrect. Head towards the border area. You can collaborate with other heroes there.â
âHave you informed them already?â
âOf course. They have a deep-seated grudge against the Nazi regime. Families abducted and turned into demonic soldiers, lovers dissected and transformed into high-ranking demonic soldiers.â
âI see.â
âTheyâre driven by revenge. Tragic individuals.â
Baek Ji-yeon looked at me.
âIâll ask one last time. Are you going?â
âYes.â
I smiled bitterly.
âDinner is out of the question.â
I sent a text to Hong Yu-hwa with a sorrowful smile.
I headed straight to the Warp Gate. In this world where Warp Gates were commercialized, traveling to Europe was a matter of moments.
Paris, France.
It took less than 30 minutes to get there. Of course, thanks to the official documents from the Association, it didnât cost me a penny.
âPower sure is convenient.â
I walked around lazily, yawning.
The expressions of people on the streets were bright. A girl laughing joyously and a father smiling at her. And a boy stealing a wallet from the fatherâs back pocket.
The streets of peaceful Paris. On the surface, at least.
After taking a photo of the boy stealing the wallet with my phone and sending it to the nearby police, I started moving.
âOnly the strongest are sent, so the Nazis will react too.â
The members participating in the Lion King rescue operation were all incredibly powerful heroes.
Heroes who could create their own guilds and families. Individuals who would be highly rewarded no matter which country they settled in.
Even if the Association moved covertly, there were many people involved. Most of those moving were quite significant figures.
Moreover, the Nazis excelled in information and espionage. Even when the Association didnât know the identity of the being of prophecy, the Nazis found out and launched an attack, indicating the vast information gap.
âIn an extreme scenario, the Lion King might not have been kidnapped by the Nazis but lost in some forbidden place.â
Considering the Lion Kingâs personality, it was possible.
He had a terrible sense of direction.
I gazed at a part of Paris.
There stood a cathedral.
In the UK, the Round Table awoke; in Greece, Olympus descended; and in Sweden and Finland, Asgard emerged.
And in France, gods and holy knights descended.
They revered knights, and holy knights were born. Compared to the Hundred Temple, their power was weak, but their organization ranked within the top 20 worldwide.
It was an organization.
I started moving, using the alleys. I put on a coat and equipped the Mask of Illusions.
With a flick, flames burst at my feet.
With a roar, simultaneously, a Golden Light erupted. The Conceptual Statâs Refining strengthened the ground.
[Your proficiency in 'Phantom Body (S)' has increased.]
I moved cautiously with a single leap, jumping over five-story buildings with ease.
[Thereâs a modified motorcycle at the end of Paris. Take that.]
The Electronic Witch marked the location on the map. I followed her guidance toward the motorcycle.
It would have been great to use a Warp Gate, but the closest Warp Gate to the border area of Amiens was only in Paris.
I mounted the motorcycle. A panel in front lit up, revealing the SD form of the Electronic Witch.
[From now on, Iâll contact you here. You can just speak. It even has voice recognition.]
âReally? So, how long will it take to get to Amiens?â
[Itâs about 110 km to Amiens Cathedral, roughly one-third the distance between Busan and Seoul.]
ââ¦Thatâs pretty far.â
[Donât worry. Itâs been through several modifications and can reach a top speed of 300 km/h. It took quite a bit of effort to get it.]
The Electronic Witch puffed out her chest proudly. I couldnât help but laugh.
âThen letâs get moving.â
I rode the motorcycle towards the battlefield. As the Electronic Witch boasted, the motorcycle displayed incredible speed, quickly surpassing 250 km/h.
After a short ride, a city area appeared in the distance.
I focused on one side.
At the edge, the sky was dark. It was tainted by demonic energy.
Beneath it were many people.
Those who appeared to be heroes, those who couldnât become heroes and lived as hunters. Women trying to entice them to make money, and the thick smell of alcohol.
It was neatly organized yet oddly disheveled.
Well, it made sense. This was a border area that had been maintained for decades.
Thump.
The Black Flame Star lodged in my heart trembled. It wasnât dragon blood. This was the trait of the Energy of Defying Heaven, hostile to demonic energy.
âSo hostile.â
It was my first time experiencing this.
Perhaps it had become this way because of my influence. No, rather than being hostileâ¦
Footsteps approached.
I sensed their presence heading towards me.
Turning my gaze, I saw two people in uniform, a man and a woman. Black uniforms. The Taegeuk mark was pinned on their hearts, evidence that they were Association employees.
And the black uniforms indicated they handled the darker tasks. The man looked at me expressionlessly.
âAre you âAlphaâ for this mission?â
âYes, thatâs correct.â
âNot bad. It seems theyâve sent the right personnel this time.â
âYour reputation precedes you. But⦠that mask is quite familiar. Are you Koreaâs Dark Hero, Masked Man?â
âMasked Man?â
The man frowned.
âA peculiar nickname.â
âBut the skills are certain. You overwhelmed two high-ranking demonic beings and villains alone, didnât you?â
ââ¦Baek Ji-yeon must have assigned you here for a reason.â
The man looked at me.
âLetâs start with the briefing. The mission is simple. The âbaitâ draws the attention of the Nazis. Then the ânetâ cleans up the enemies attracted to the bait. During this, the âeyesâ unit searches for the Lion Kingâs whereabouts.â
âDonât worry about finding the Lion King. The British royal family is frantic. If they donât find the Lion King, they wonât have anyone to protect them, so theyâre searching desperately too.â
As I listened to the plan, I thought it wasnât a bad strategy. Though the personnel seemed sloppy, everyone involved was of the highest rank.
At this level, they had confidence in their combat sense and individual strength, so they were likely to act independently.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
They wouldnât easily follow othersâ orders due to their strong pride.
I nodded appropriately after hearing the mission overview.
Shortly after, all the other teams arrived.
âNow, we commence the Lion King rescue operation.â
In a place shrouded in darkness, a man sat on a chair.
âIndeed, heâs a man worthy of recognition. Already taking action.â
Adolf closed his eyes. It had been a long time since heâd faced such an opponent. His spine tingled, and his instincts told him to kill the enemy immediately.
But a man of that caliber deserved a fitting death. Not yet.
âI admit my arrogance. But this wonât be easy.â
He had taken a fierce jab in the first encounter.
The wound hadnât even fully healed. Most of the SS members were deemed irrecoverable.
Most painful of all was the death of Himmler.
In the skirmish, he and his empire had taken a hit from the Masked Man.
But this time would be different. This time, it was on his turf.
âLook forward to it, Masked Man. Iâll give you the best night of your life.â
It wasnât time for him to die yet.
He would offer an indelible, dreadful nightmare instead.