God of Blackfield

Chapter 121.1: I’m Sick of This! (2)

The National Intelligence Service agents arrived while the medics were taking care of the wounded.

“Mr. Kang Chan! Are you really going to the Bang Ji Hospital?” Kim Hyung-Jung asked.

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“Yes, Mr. Manager, so please rest easy and leave first. Anyway, should we really call agents to this covert operation?”

“We have enough reason to because the Japanese agents are here.”

Since Kim Hyung-Jung said it was okay, Kang Chan thought it should be fine.

“Thank you for granting the section chief’s wish,” Kim Hyung-Jung said with difficulty. He had just asked the medical team, who was going to help him, to wait for a bit. “The operation in Mongolia destroyed the morale of the special forces members, so he probably did this to breathe life into them again. He wanted to show that we also have the ability to complete operations that are as difficult as the one that France’s Foreign Legion had done. Please just consider this as our defiance against defeat, even if only in spirit.”

“I was already aware of how everyone felt before the battle started. That’s why I chose to fight with you all. Now, please get treated.”

Kim Hyung-Jung collapsed to the stretcher the medical team had prepared, unable to endure any longer.

Two new agents then approached Kang Chan and Seok Kang-Ho. They stood behind them, guarding their perimeter.

Yoo Hun-Woo ran over while Kang Chan was wondering if they should’ve just gone to the same hospital as the others.

“Mr. Kang Chan!”

Yoo Hun-Woo looked surprised when he saw the yard. However, he quickly controlled his expression as he approached Kang Chan and Seok Kang-Ho.

After Kang Chan and Seok Kang-Ho lay down in the ambulance with the help of the agents and two paramedics, the ambulance immediately left.

“I wasn’t aware something this horrifying was happening...” Yoo Hun-Woo muttered to himself as they quickly drove to the hospital.

***

Yoo Hye-Sook was lying in bed, looking gaunt.

“Let’s get you to the hospital already. Your complexion looks terrible,” Kang Dae-Kyung said.

“I’m okay, honey. I was just startled. It’s really bearable now.” Yoo Hye-Sook said, then stared at Kang Dae-Kyung. “You already knew Channy is involved with the National Intelligence Service, didn’t you?”

Hesitant to answer, Kang Dae-Kyung wordlessly held Yoo Hye-Sook’s hand.

“I never thought the female employees could fight like that. Did you also know about that?”

Kang Dae-Kyung shook his head. “Let’s just think that we can’t understand everything because our son is too remarkable. Look! He was the youngest attendee in the presentation hall for the Eurasian Rail, and he made people like the President and Prime minister seek us out.”

“Honey, I feel so sorry for not knowing that side of Channy. I was so scared that I trembled when I saw our son.” Yoo Hye-Sook burst into tears while pursuing her lips. “It breaks my heart so much that I was the reason Channy looked so sad, honey. He did what he had to do to save me, yet all I did in return was make him upset. What should I do? I feel so guilty!”

“Don’t cry.” Kang Dae-Kyung reached out and wiped Yoo Hye-Sook’s tears away. “Channy really cares about you. He gave me a heads-up that you’ll be worried no matter what he does or where he goes. He even immediately got worried about you when you hit your chest because you might have indigestion. I’m sure he’ll understand. It’s not like your love for our Channy has changed, right?”

“It would never change!”

“Then everything will be okay. You just have to give him a big hug when he comes home, then we’ll just act like nothing happened. like now. Okay?”

“Our Channy isn’t doing anything dangerous, is he?”

“My goodness, madam. Channy’s heart will break if he sees you like this. Please be up and about quickly.”

“Yeah. I’m going to do that. I’ll recover and protect our Channy.”

Kang Dae-Kyung nodded with a faint smile. “Yeah, let’s do that. Let’s become parents that can hug him whenever he’s having a hard time. Okay?”

“Alright. It still breaks my heart that Channy might be out there feeling upset.”

Yoo Hye-Sook burst into tears again. Kang Dae-Kyung gently stroked her head.

***

“I can’t believe you gave such an order, Director.”

“Mr. President, this matter concerns the agents. You understand why the chief officer of security made that decision, don’t you?”

Hwang Ki-Hyun, the Director of the National Intelligence Service, didn’t budge an inch even though he was talking to Moon Jae-Hyun.

“This isn’t something that can be explained by something like loyalty or spirit. The head of a chaebol family was murdered in broad daylight in a law-governed country. I am well aware of the crimes that the chaebol committed, but proving someone guilty before punishing them according to the law is the country’s biggest duty and the reason why I’m in this position as the President.” Seemingly frustrated, Moon Jae-Hyun took out a cigarette. “That’s not even all. South Korea’s Chief Officer of Presidential Security joined the knife fight and, as a result, is now in critical condition. Does it make sense to you that I, the actual President, wasn't aware of this happening and that I’m now receiving your letter of resignation?”

Moon Jae-Hyun sighed. As he lit up his cigarette, Hwang Ki-Hyung took out a white envelope and put it down in front of Moon Jae-Hyun.

“I’ll resign and take responsibility for this matter. I’m truly happy and thankful that I was able to serve and work under you. I don’t know how this matter will be settled, but please accept my letter of resignation, Mr. President. That way, I’ll be able to end things and fix any problems that could arise,” Hwang Ki-Hyun said.

Moon Jae-Hyung inhaled loudly, then slowly exhaled.

“Mr. President, please allow me one last piece of advice.” Hwang Ki-Hyun looked at Moon Jae-Hyun with stern eyes. “Appoint Kang Chan as the South Korean representative for the Eurasian Rail.”

“Phew, he’s still a high schooler.”

“Mr. President, it will take three years for the Eurasian Rail to become operational. Please think about how much Kang Chan would have grown by then and what he can accomplish by the time he’s thirty. This is a golden opportunity for South Korea to get someone like Lanok.”

“Everyone knows that, but people will bite at us and chew us out like a pack of dogs for appointing a young student to such an important position. Who would interfere and protect Kang Chan?”

“Even so, you still have to do it. We haven’t been able to properly teach anyone, even if they were talented, because of their age, school ties, and regionalism. If the Eurasian Rail proceeds as planned and Kang Chan keeps growing at this rate, South Korea’s conviction will be well received by the entire world in ten years,” Hwang Ki-Hyun argued.

Moon Jae-Hyun bent the cigarette in the ashtray as he softly exhaled. “How’s the section chief?”

“I heard that today or tomorrow is the critical moment, and then we’ll know if he will survive.”

“Hmm.”

“Jeon Dae-Geuk blamed me a lot when our juniors’ morale plummeted due to the operation in Mongolia. He even called me just to hurl an enormous amount of complaints and ask why we couldn’t give the same support that France did.”

Moon Jae-Hyun smiled dejectedly and nodded. “That’s definitely the section chief I know. How long will it take for him to make a full recovery?”

“Even if he survives, he won’t be able to move for three months.”

Moon Jae-Hyun picked up two envelopes that had ‘Letter of Resignation’ written on them. “I can’t believe the Chief Officer of Security will be going on a paid vacation for three months on this momentous occasion. I can’t just forgive him for that.”

“Mr. President?”

“Furthermore, while we’re planning to support Kang Chan, the Director of the National Intelligence Service is thinking of running away instead of being extra alert. What will you do if Kang Chan finds out about this?”

Hwang Ki-Hyun couldn’t say anything.

“Let’s protect him. Let’s give it a try, at least. I’ll do everything I can, so you and the section chief should do your best as well. We’ll create a talented person that’s powerful enough to give a warning to the United States, Russia, and China with just a phone call,” Moon Kae-Hyun said.

Moon Jae-Hyun looked at the letters of resignation, then at Hwang Ki-Hyun.

Rip. Rip.

“From now on, don’t ever think about writing a letter of resignation until I fire you,” Moon Jae-Hyun continued.

“Understood, Mr. President.”

“Moreover, you are to report covert operations to me at all times.”

Hwang Ki-Hyun didn’t answer.

“Alright. The Director of the National Intelligence Service should have that much determination and tenacity. Right! I heard that Kang Chan’s parents got attacked too?”

“That’s correct, Mr. President.”

“Please ask them if we can have a meal together at the safe house. If we’re going to appoint a minor, then we need the parents’ consent.”

“I’ll have it arranged.”

Finally looking relaxed, Moon Jae-Hyun took out another cigarette. “Will we really be able to create the South Korea that we dream of?”

“We’ll do whatever it takes to turn it into reality.”

“Yes, we will. You’re right. We’ll make it happen.”

After nodding in agreement, Moon Jae-Hyun dropped the cigarette on the floor.