Chapter 395 – Survival of The Fittest (4)
Han-Yeol was accompanied by the Gurkhas, and they immediately moved to control the crowd as soon as Han-Yeol gave the command.
The total number of protestors in Seoul numbered three million, but they were spread out throughout the city. The actual number of protestors gathered in front of the Blue House numbered four hundred thousand.
Controlling such a huge crowd with just one hundred Gurkhas was an impossible task, as there was no way their voices would reach all the way back.
“Get back, everyone!”
“Please move faster!”
Fortunately, the Hunters with flying abilities flew up and helped the Gurkhas control the crowd. They flew back and forth to alert the crowd of the danger up ahead.
“H-Huh?”
“What did they say just now?”
The people at the back failed to realize the severity of the situation. They stood around looking at each other and did not listen to the warning to quickly move back.
“Ugh...”
“We have to make them move back quickly...”
The Hunters in the air continued to fly around and warn the crowd, but they were not taken seriously.
This reaction was understandable as the crowd couldn’t assess the situation for themselves, given their extreme distance from the front where the threat was located.
They had to come up with a solution fast.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, one of the flying Hunters landed beside the soldiers and snatched away one of the megaphones.[1]
Fortunately, Han-Yeol did not destroy the speakers, so they could still be used.
Beep!
The sound of feedback from the speakers captured the attention of the crowd.
“Huh?”
“What’s going on?”
The Hunter who grabbed the megaphone was none other than the one who agreed with Han-Yeol’s ideology—Se-Na.
[Everyone! A horde of monsters has appeared in front! Please run away!]
‘Eh? Why is Se-Na lying?’
Her comrades were perplexed by her sudden lie.
“Kyaaaaah!”
“H-Hey! Run away!”
“Help me!”
Her white lie was very effective.
The Hunters repeatedly failed to convince the crowd to retreat no matter how much they flew up and down, but just a few words from Se-Na worked magic in making the crowd retreat. She cleverly used the innate fear every ordinary person felt toward the monsters, and that worked wonders as the crowd immediately retreated as if they all had received evacuation training.
Fortunately, no casualties occurred while the crowd ran for their lives.
The massive crowd finally dispersed, and the assailant Han-Yeol had been searching for and finally made his appearance.
“Hoho! This is why these foolish commoners have to be ruled with fear. Hmm... it seems that youngster has realized things quite quickly for his young age. I’ve been trying to teach my grandson for twenty years, but he still hasn’t gotten it.”
Whoosh!
A powerful gust blew past the Blue House gates. The gust created a small twister in front of the gates, and a person’s silhouette was visible within the twister.
Then, a small man holding a cane appeared from the twister.
“I didn’t expect it would be you...” Han-Yeol muttered.
“Hoho! An old man like me would not be of interest to a passionate young man like you.”
“Hmm...”
Han-Yeol had completely forgotten Woo Han-Jong. There were no problems with his memories—the old man simply did not leave that big of an impression when they had first met.
“Hoho! What’s wrong, young man?”
“No, nothing... You’re probably here to fight, right?” Han-Yeol asked. He did not bother using honorifics for Woo Han-Jong.
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