Player who Returned 10,000 years Later

"Who are you?" The person with a sword scar over one eye who was standing at the head of the conference room asked.

Sword Master Cheon MooHyeon…

He was second in charge of the Thousand Sword Gate and was Cheon MooJin's little brother.

KangWoo leaned his back on the chair.

"That's what I want to ask. You were the ones who asked for reinforcements, so what do you think you're doing?"

"If there are too many sailors, a ship can go to the mountains."

"Don't say stupid quotes you just read somewhere. I'm sure your heads aren't full of shit, so you should all know what's going on."

"…"

There was a heavy silence.

Their heads weren’t just for decoration, after all.

They were the ones who’d asked for cooperation, so they knew how rude it was for them not to let the guests participate in the meeting while asking them to just follow their orders.

But…

Everyone in the room looked at Cheon MooHyeon.

"How rude."

Cheon MooHyeon let out killing intent.

He grabbed his sword.

"Oof…"

KangWoo sighed and placed his hand on his forehead.

"I'm seriously tired of people like you."

"…"

"So I'm going to explain what kind of person Cheon MooHyeon is."

"What nonsense are you saying…?"

Cheon MooHyeon's eyes shone sharply.

What was he trying to explain about him?

KangWoo continued his explanation.

"There's an incredibly talented big brother and a little brother with an average talent."

"…"

"The little brother lived all his life in the shadow of his big brother. He always envied him, but he couldn't do anything because he couldn't surpass his big brother."

Cheon MooHyeon's expression hardened.

"But a perfect opportunity came. The big brother wasn't available, and an army of monsters was invading."

KangWoo kept talking in a low voice.

"He wanted to make a huge achievement. He probably wanted to show everyone he could also do it, which is why he placed the reinforcements at the back to ensure that they wouldn't be able to obtain huge achievements."

There was a drawing with the formation they would use within the meeting room.

Everyone's focused on the whiteboard.

The Korean players were placed near the rear end, around the supply unit.

In comparison, the Thousand Sword Gate was at the front.

They would be in a place where they wouldn't receive the bullets but would be able to show off.

"An idiot struggling to move from the shadow of his big brother… That's the sort of human Cheon MooHyeon is."

"…"

Cheon MooHyeon remained silent.

Someone he'd seen for the first time, and to make it worse, someone who'd he'd known for five minutes, was talking about him as if he knew everything about his life.

The problem was…

"You don't know anything…"

Most of what he said was true.

Cheon MooHyeon's expression distorted.

"At this point, just hearing your first words is enough to know. Seriously…"

KangWoo clicked his tongue as if he were bored.

"It isn't unique, fun, or even moving. It's too common and obvious."

"…"

"You're the type of person that seems to have been written in three seconds by an author struggling to meet the deadline. I don't want to see guys like you ever again."

* * *

"Ugh."

Cheon MooHyeon bit his lips.

It was the most unpleasant thing he'd ever heard.

He trembled in anger. Veins bulged in his hands that were gripping his sword.

The Qi inside his Dantian began spreading through his body.

"Ahh."

KangWoo sighed. He could already see what was going to happen.

"You probably won't be able to control your rage and will charge toward me."

There was no need to even think about it.

KangWoo raised his hands and called him out with a bored expression.

"Come on. Don't make me waste my time."

* * *

"H-how could this be?!"

"How could he defeat the Sword Master so easily…"

Everyone in the conference room was surprised.

Five seconds…

That was all it took for the unknown Korean player to overwhelm Sword Master Cheon MooHyeon.

After losing his temper, Cheon MooHyeon had taken out his sword, charged toward KangWoo, and lost.

The martial artists looked at Cheon MooHyeon in disbelief. His head was stuck in the wall, and he had lost consciousness.

Even Sword King Cheon MooJin wouldn't be able to overwhelm him so easily.

"So, let's do it like this," KangWoo said toward the rest, who were looking at him in disbelief for having overwhelmed Cheon MooHyeon instantly.

"There's no way we'll be able to cooperate in such an atmosphere. Although we will fight together, let's move and act separately."

He was talking about separating the command.

In reality, doing something like that during a war was dangerous, but there was nothing they could do about it in their situation.

'This will be better than fighting because we can't get along.'

It was a head-on collision in a non-complicated terrain. There wasn't much strategy needed in the first place.

In that case, it would be better if each side fought on its own.

"Then, let’s all do our best on our own, okay?"

KangWoo stood up and turned around.

"K-KangWoo. You…"

Chae YeonJoo called out to him with a surprised expression.

KangWoo placed his hand on her shoulder.

"In that sense, do your best."

"What…?"

What did he mean?

KangWoo smiled.

"YeonJoo, I want you to be in charge of commanding the Korean forces."

"Huh, why me…?"

"Or ask Mr. Jang HyunJae. I can't do it."

"But you're the one who did this."

"There's always someone who creates work and another one who does the cleaning."

"…"

Chae YeonJoo felt as if someone had hit her from behind.

Controlling an army… It was something not even she had experienced before. Leaving experience aside, it didn't match her personality.

"Y-you piece of thrash."

Chae YeonJoo sighed and grabbed her forehead.

She’d felt refreshed after seeing him teaching the Chinese a lesson, but in exchange, he'd put a huge burden on her.

"Why can't you do it? I'm sure you should be able to do it perfectly."

Commanding in a war was a difficult task.

Commanding wasn't as simple as shouting something like, 'kill them all!'

She had to know the characteristics of all of the squadrons and move the right one at the correct time.

'But if it's KangWoo…'

From what he'd shown until that point, it seemed like he should’ve been able to command the forces easily.

KangWoo shook his head.

"I have things to do."

"What else is there to do in a war except for fighting…?"

"Haha, that's a secret."

He avoided answering.

KangWoo smiled bitterly.

'I can't tell her I'm going to eat demons.'

The Demon Cult invasion consisted of thousands of demonic monsters and hundreds of demons.

What KangWoo needed the most were the demons.

'I'm going to take advantage of the chaos and hunt only the demons.'

He had to go deep into the formation of the enemies, but he didn’t expect there to be a problem with that.

KangWoo turned his head and looked at the confused Chinese players.

'They just have to make enough chaos so that the Demon Cult becomes restless.'

He had gone there for that reason.

Even to him, going through tens of thousands of demonic monsters and then facing hundreds of demons was too much.

It was necessary to drag the demonic monsters away and disperse the demons’ forces.

'I guess they should be able to do that much.'

Although they'd just lost, Chinese players couldn't be underestimated.

If he got rid of the demons, they should be able to deal with the demonic monsters by themselves.

And if Chae YeonJoo and Korean players were added on top of that, it wasn’t necessary to think too much more about it.

'Come.'

KangWoo clenched his fists expectantly.

Although he shouldn't have felt hungry due to how a demon's body worked, he couldn't help but feel a tickling sensation in his stomach.

* * *

Three days passed.

The preparations for war were done very quickly.

Chae YeonJoo had spent day and night studying formations and strategies to fulfill the commander role.

And finally…

"Th-they appeared!"

A player that specialized in reconnaissance shouted.

There was a heavy nervousness going around.

Everyone looked in the direction the player had pointed to.

A cloud of dust was rising over the horizon.

"Ugh."

"H-how many are there?"

"I feel like we've gone back in time…"

The players trembled in fear.

It was their first time seeing such a huge invasion after the Cataclysmic Day.

"Everyone, calm down and make sure you've everything prepared for battle! We still have some time!"

Chae YeonJoo, who was holding a loudspeaker, shouted. Her voice rang out over the area.

Just like she'd said, there was some time before demonic monsters got there.

It wasn't like demonic monsters moved at the speed of sound, and it didn’t mean they were about to arrive just because they could be seen on the horizon.

"They came."

KangWoo's eyes shone, and he stood up.

Unlike others, he was excited.

'They finally came!'

He used the Authority of Observation and looked beyond the dust over the horizon.

He saw the demonic monsters he'd seen through the news.

'Although I haven't been able to see demons yet…'

KangWoo clenched his fist while licking his lips.

Delicious meals were walking toward him on their own.

He wanted to thank the Demon Cult.

"Good."

He nodded and smiled.

They might’ve looked like horrifying monsters to others, but to him, they just looked like nutritious lunch boxes.

"Mr. KangWoo…"

Han Seol-ah walked toward KangWoo.

She had a rice ball in her hand.

"I made some food for you."

It was an attractive proposal. After all, the food that the Chinese provided was horrible.

But KangWoo shook his head.

"I'm okay. Give it to Echidna."

"Did you have dinner already?"

"Not yet."

KangWoo smiled and looked at the demonic monsters.

"I'm full just from looking."

He patted his stomach.

'Come faster.'

Thinking about the feast he was about to have made him full already.

KangWoo let out the gas that was bubbling up from his stomach.

Burp-