With a refreshing explosion, the thick iron door creaked and shrapnel flew into the sky.
However, the recoil felt from my fist was quite considerable. Was there some kind of strengthening magic? It seemed to have the durability of a castle wall. I guess I must have spent quite a bit of money.
Well, it wasn't so bad that I couldn't break it, so it didn't really matter.
"The door is open. Come in."
"Sir Wolfgang! This is the center of the system! Aren't there too many eyes watching?"
But this old man is really dishonest.
He tried to stop me with words, but in the end, he let me break the door down, and now he quickly unleashed a sacred power barrier to block out the noise.
And instead of telling me not to use violence, he considered other people's opinions first. It was a very desirable attitude. A bishop should be able to do this kind of work.
This is why I like the Cheonshin Church. It's not too tedious and is moderately worldly.
I brushed off the scraps of iron stuck to my fist and said with a smirk.
"It doesn't matter. If you cared about what other people thought, you wouldn't have come armed in the first place."
"Ahem… But please refrain from killing as much as possible. Violence is only permitted to pagans and devils."
"Well, if you say so, I'll try to control my strength."
Now, let's go treat them.
I'll take care of the mental education and physical therapy, and Bishop Roberto will take care of the trauma, so it couldn't be more effective.
We carefully entered the magnificent building that was built with the tears and sorrow of the victims.
The splendid lobby, reminiscent of a high-class hotel, was already in chaos.
—Aaaaaaaaaa!
"Emergency, emergency! An attack by a top-level dangerous individual! All staff, prepare to respond! I repeat! All staff…"
A magical feast of alarms blaring so loudly that it almost deafens your ears. The lamps hanging in the hallway were constantly flashing red, warning of danger.
What kind of systematic response are they?
I can't help but frown. Why is a media company so concerned about security? How much of a big secret do they have inside?
In addition, I vaguely remember experiencing a similar security system. When was it? When we attacked the northerners' frontline headquarters?
At this point, it's definitely suspicious. These guys are definitely dirty.
"Gyaaaaahhhh!"
"This is a big deal! Everyone, run away quickly! If they catch you, it's over!"
The staff and reporters were terrified and trying to run away through the back door. Of course, it was useless.
"Stop."
—Kuung
If a massacre were to occur, it would be difficult, so they lightly stomped their feet to give off an extremely faint impression.
"What the…!"
"A monster, a monster! The knights are all monsters in human skin! Why on earth would they mess with someone like that…"
At that, the lower-ranking staff members stumbled violently and fell to the ground, unable to even control their bodies.
Thank goodness they didn't all explode at once. When dealing with civilians, controlling your strength is the hardest part.
I lowered my head and spoke to the bespectacled man who looked the most slender of them all.
"Hey, you over there."
"Hey, hey! Please save me! I, I've committed a sin that deserves death!"
At that, I frowned slightly at the sight of him begging for his life with a pale, frightened face.
But why are you overreacting so much? You just picked anyone, but could it be that this guy is the one who wrote that article?
"That reaction is suspicious. Did you write that damn article?"
"Oh, no! I just did some proofreading… There's another reporter who wrote that! I swear to God it wasn't me!"
"Proofreading? Then you're saying that you also participated in lowering my social reputation. Am I wrong?"
"I, I committed a mortal sin! Please…"
I was dumbfounded. Why on earth would the perpetrator pretend to be the victim?
Doesn't this make me sound like a villain? I was angry, but I didn't have time to waste on petty things, so I decided to end it here.
"Fine. I don't plan on needlessly persecuting you. I don't plan on killing you. So just stay where you are. Where are the executives hiding?"
"Up, upstairs…"
Up. As expected, they all seem to be gathered there.
I left the trembling man alone and got up.
"T-is this even okay…?"
"What are you talking about? Didn't these guys dare to insult the saint? It's extremely merciful that they didn't immediately send him to the Inquisition and gave him a chance to correct himself."
"Well, I see. If Lord Wolfgang is so angry, then that article must be nothing more than a fabrication."
"Of course. He must have had two lovers in the first place. There's no way such a great knight would only choose beautiful women of high status and have relationships with three of them at the same time."
However, the back of my head tingled strangely at the stories that the impromptu group was talking about among themselves.
Rather than insulting me, they were actually supporting me, so why did they sound so grating?
'Well, if you include the Master, it's three, but… '
No matter how much you say it's messy, such a blatant expression hurts my heart.
"T-This is going to be difficult! This is Iris's private property. Trespassing is a crime against the Empire's laws!"
As I walked toward the stairs leading upstairs, a woman with an intelligent appearance stopped me with both arms outstretched.
"Insulting the nobility, insulting the royal family, and insulting the clergy are all clearly crimes against the Empire's laws. Do you only seek out the law when you need to? The law does not exist for cowards."
"Please... stop..."
However, since she seemed smart, she said something a bit foolish, so I was dumbfounded and tried to give her a proper answer, but what she did was truly amazing.
She immediately unbuttoned a couple of her shirt buttons and leaned over to show me her cleavage.
What on earth is she trying to do?
"My, my name is Jenna. I heard that Lord Wolfgang likes beautiful women. If you were to pass away now, would you like to spend the night with me…"
"Hey, what are you talking about in front of the priests?"
I didn't think so, but she really started to act ridiculously and grabbed my ankle.
She was indeed a pretty woman to say such things, but compared to my women, she was just an ugly woman. Her looks were ambiguous and her breasts were really small.
You dirty bastards. What on earth do you think of people? Why were you so desperate to do such nonsense?
"Get out of the way."
Why on earth are you doing this? What are these bastards really up to?
A little while ago, I half-jokingly suspected that they were possessed by a demon… But now I think it could really be true.
Usually, if something like this happened, the CEO or a similar executive would be the first to jump out, grab the trouser leg, and beg for forgiveness.
Common sense tells you that it would be a more reasonable decision. Rather than using all means to buy time, it would be much easier and faster to calm my anger.
It was also the case that the priests of the Cheonshin Church, who were welcomed everywhere, were turned away. There were more than one or two suspicious points.
"Bishop Roberto and priests. Do you sense any evil spirits around you?"
"Hmm... I'll try to focus."
After asking the priests to detect magic, I used my senses to the max to detect any signs of life around me.
As the man with glasses said earlier, there were mostly people moving busily on the upper floors, but I had a strong feeling that it wasn't really there.
—Gooooo...
Closing my eyes for a moment, I placed my hand on the floor and sent out waves of mana toward the ground, like a bat trying to echolocate by sending out ultrasonic waves.
Then, the mana waves soon returned, indicating that there was an empty space in the basement of this building.
Along with the movements of several people, the silent reaction of other creatures, and the appearance of life phenomena.
"Nonsense."
I wondered if I had tried to secure my mana detection in my own way, or if I had not fallen for the method of detection that reporters usually use. However, I didn't know they would try this method.
This was the method used to destroy the North Korean bastards emerging from the tunnels.
Which means, if I hadn't been a veteran of the northern front lines, I would never have known.
These crazy guys. What on earth are they doing in the middle of the system? Could it be that this isn't a media outlet, but a rebel stronghold?
Things were going much more seriously than I expected, so I was frowning and thinking about how to deal with them.
—Thud, thud!
"Look, Sir Wolfgang! I am the president of Iris! I will cancel all weekly magazines with unpleasant articles and promise to correct them in the next issue. So please step aside!"
A man wearing a frilly red shirt and a look that looked mean at first glance suddenly came down and stopped me.
The president. So, you finally showed up.
I looked at him with cold eyes.
"You want me to step aside?"
"Yes, that's right. I won't hold you accountable for the damage to property and trespassing, so let's end it here. If you commit such an outrage, it won't help Kyung's reputation at all."
I let the president's words go in one ear and out the other.
What on earth do you believe in that you're acting so brazenly?
This guy just now.
It was a very brief moment, but he clearly stopped talking to me and glanced down.
Then there was nothing more to see.
—Kugu-kung!
Instead of answering, I stomped my feet hard and the ground caved in.
"Damn it, no!"
"Sir Wolfgang! Why are you doing that all of a sudden?"
There was no need to raise my sword. The ground was much thinner than when I did something similar in the Fersen County.
A hole opened up in the ground with a loud noise, revealing a hidden underground space.
Then, Bishop Roberto, who was startled by my sudden action, frowned and quickly released his divine power.
"It's magic! It's weak, but it's definitely the aura of the devil!"
—Kiek, kieeeek!
And then, below that, a monster with large eyes attached to Ophelia's head rose up while screaming eerily.
The president, who saw that, closed his eyes tightly as if he thought everything was wrong and sank to the floor.
"Ugh, ugh…!"
"This won't do."
—Wadduk!
"Ku, kkuaaaaak!"
A move to bite his tongue or swallow the poison he had hidden in advance and commit suicide. I pulled out his lower jaw to prevent him from doing something foolish, so that he couldn't close his mouth.
—Kwak!
I didn't forget to sever his cervical vertebrae to render him paralyzed, just in case he tried to commit suicide in another outrageous way.
"Oh my, oh my..."
That was okay. If he didn't die, there were countless ways to keep him alive and extract information.
"Oh, my. Oh my god..."
Bishop Roberto calmly made the sign of the cross, glanced at me, and released his divine power to save his life.
I sighed.
A famous media company located in the center of the empire, could it be a sect of rebels?
It seems that the Imperial Counterintelligence Agency and the Inquisition will be very busy for a while.
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