Volume 20. Chapter 4. -Solo Leveling -(i alone level-up)

Volume 20. Chapter 4.

I’m going to meet with you right now chapter 2 And again in the United States of America, somewhere in a quiet area on the outskirts of the city. The black sedan, smoothly driving along a certain road, finally arrived to their destination

-a small but cozy and welcoming little house with a red roof. * top top top CIA Director David Brennon and two of them got out of the car his bodyguards. The director carefully studied this dwelling with a red roof for some time. Then he gave a new order to his subordinates.

-You two are waiting for me here.

-But, sir…

-since these two agents were assigned to guard him, such an order was quite difficult for them. accept. But the director’s attitude remained unchanged. “It’s all right,” he dismissively waved a hand to his subordinates who tried to convince him, “Madame still does not like such noisy visits. He left his retinue standing near the car, and he alone went to the front door, trying to put his appearance in order on the road. He smoothed his hair and brushed off an invisible speck of dust from his suit. After that, apparently deciding that everything was in order, he gently knocked on the door.

-Madam?

It’s me, Dev…

-even before he managed to introduce himself, the door opened. The curly head of an African-American child appeared in the doorway. The director recognized the grandson of Mrs. Selner. He sat down so that his eyes were on the same level as the child’s eyes, and patted the boy on the head. “Your grandmother is at home?

” “Bearded uncle, she has been waiting for you for a long time,” the boy answered, pointing his finger at him. David Brennon looked at the baby and couldn’t help but grin. Of course. This once again proved that the woman with whom he came to talk was unusual. A psychic, a fortuneteller, a true “clairvoyant.” No matter what title she was given, none of them would seem inappropriate for Mrs. Selner. She was the most outstanding fortune teller in the world. That’s who he came to see that day. Of course, you should not think that he blindly believed her words from the very beginning. But, after she successfully began to solve serious problems associated with the supernatural, he had to believe in her gift. She could handle such difficult tasks that even the CIA could not cope with. And this organization was at the top of the entire intelligence sphere. Now the director had no choice but to stop being distrustful of her forecasts. She was a real case. “A real superman…”

-so he mentally called her. So it was easier for her to predict his unannounced visit than, for example, switching the TV channel with the remote control. Accompanied by her grandson, the director went into the living room. There Madame was already waiting for him with a cup of warm tea on a coffee table. He politely greeted her.

-How old, how many winters, madam.

-Glad to see you, Dave. The director raised his head. About a year has passed since the last time he was in this room. He examined the interior of the living room. Nothing has changed since his last visit. The man carefully sat on one of the sofas. “Madam, you probably can’t imagine how complicated our work has been since you announced your resignation,” he said to the hostess. It could be said that information about the past is nothing compared to information about the future. For a long time, the CIA was reaping a huge harvest through collaboration with Ms. Selner. So the feeling of loss at the agency after she left was beyond imagination. The director said it with a smile, as if joking. But his true feeling, hidden under a mask of courtesy, could be seen if you look closely. Unfortunately, the lady answered him calmly, as if reassuring a child who hysterically required more cookies.

-Dave I already told you, right?

I can no longer see the future after he arrives.

-And… Is she again about that story with the “God of Death”?

The director could only squeeze his lips from the same answer she gave him every time. It was a story about how her forces became useless after a creature descended into this world that was strong enough to change fate at its own discretion. The director even forgot to what question did he come to see Mrs. Selner, remembering the reason for her resignation. A reason that could not be understood by logic.

-… And so heavy silence fell between the two. David Brennon was thinking about how he should defuse this awkward atmosphere. And then his nose caught the alluring smell of food.

-Madam, you probably had lunch?

Did I come at the wrong time?

She slowly shook her head.

-Actually, I was with another guest.

-Ah… I see. Although in fact, just the opposite. He knew that she was not particularly fond of meeting people. But, at the same time, was she with another guest?

The director perplexedly tilted his head to the side. But he soon decided not to beat around the bush. The smile disappeared from his face.

-In that case, I will go straight to the point and leave you alone as soon as possible. As soon as he said this, Madam, as if expecting this, answered.

-The answer to the first question is “yes”, and the second “no.”

-W-wait…

-the director sat with an embarrassed expression on his face. He found himself in a strange situation

-his questions were answered even before he managed to ask them out loud. She grinned animatedly.

-You want to ask me how I can know about your questions if I can no longer see the future. Am I wrong?

“… Well, yes,” he said. “Dave!

” The answers you seek from me are actually questions of the past. I just took a small portion from the past and gave you a suitable answer.

-Oh. Oohh…

-the director nodded, not really understanding what she meant. A slight moan escaped his lips. She carefully continued, “Well, then I will give you appropriate answers to your questions?

David Brennon took a handkerchief from his pocket and drenched the sweat that appeared on his forehead.

-Of course. Please, Madam. And she began her explanation.

-That’s right, Dave. I know who you want to know about. Her answer to this first question was “yes.” But the answer to his next question was “no.”

-K unfortunately, I will not give anyone any information about this man, “she said in a tone that would not allow objection. ” But, madam!

-Director’s voice suddenly became louder. He did not try to threaten her or anything like that. He was just so overwhelmed that he finally cried out so much.

-Madam, you probably already know what he did!

We can’t allow someone like that just to wear it like this… At that very moment the lady cried out, as if she couldn’t restrain herself anymore,

-I decided not to say anything precisely because I know!

This must have been the first time anyone had seen her like that. The director, first confronted with the rage of the lady, did not know what he should do. Unfortunately for him, she didn’t end with that.

-Director, do you have eyes only for decoration?

-Madam!

-Didn’t you see the shooting on that USB flash drive?

-…

-of course, he saw it. He saw a sight where a man did not take a step back, standing against these frightening giant monsters. The power that this man possessed was terrible and incredible, but this time it saved humanity.

-Will you believe me if I tell you… that this was not the first time?

-the lady was sitting with a serious, or rather, even a gloomy expression on her face. And the director’s face instantly froze.

-…

-there were other similar cases in the past?

the moment when the director thought that mankind had faced the threat of extermination many times without his knowledge, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. But when he thought, he realized that this was no longer so surprising. Even this recent event was placed under the heading “Top Secret” by the US government. And besides the incredibly small number of people associated with this affair, no one else knew what happened, or who did what that day. If everything was like that, could he really take it and say with full confidence that nothing like this happened in other countries?

“Maybe, as the lady said, this man really…”

-the director put his hand on his chin and thought a little more before raising his head,

-Yes, I believe you, madam. He only knew her for about three years. But, for some reason, he sometimes had the feeling that he had known her for much longer. Perhaps it was precisely this feeling that explained why he had such faith in her words. It really was not based on anything other than an inner sensation. Madam nodded in response. The director carefully asked her another question.

-That person from this shoot… Can you say that he is not a dangerous person?

She did not hesitate for a second, answered.

-Yes, I can. He nodded again, this time himself, and as if having come to some decision, he looked up.

-In that case, I understand. I’ll pretend you never talked about this man, “the director rose from his seat with a sad, but soothing expression on his face,” Well, then I’ll go. ” He said a goodbye to her and turned around, to leave. But her voice stopped him.

-Dave, I baked cookies. Will you try?

-Oh…

-he noticed a box of cookies in her hand, but could only refuse with a smile,

-No, thanks. Thank you for the offer. Once his official visit was over, his face returned to his usual, normal expression. Madam with a kind smile said goodbye to him and called her grandson to take him to the car. For some reason, the child liked this bearded uncle. The boy hastened to David Brennon and hung on his arm.

-I’ll see you again, madam.

-Be careful, Dave. Director, whose hand is tight held by her grandson, finally left the house. Immediately after his departure, her second guest appeared, hiding on the other side of the living room.

-Hmm. I do not like this old man. Hey granny, maybe I should teach him a lesson for you?

He turned to the woman. It was a giant man with blond hair licked back. He took a handful of cookies from the box in the lady’s hand and put it in his mouth.

-Thomas, I think that you can be deprived of the athlete’s license if you arrange another incident outside the ring!

Thomas grinned shyly and began to chew the cookies with which he filled his mouth. * hrum hops

-Well, that… This man was none other than Thomas Andre Few knew that the current UFC heavyweight champion was one of the few friends she decided to have. If reporters knew this, they would jump wildly in their seats, without stopping, clicking the shutters of the chambers. Thomas, in no time, emptied the box of cookies. But it did not seem like he was full. He took the box in his hand and poured the crumbs into his mouth. When he finally finished chewing, he spoke.

-Hey, granny. Can I ask a question?

She mockingly grinned and nodded. Thomas crushed the empty box into a lump and continued.

-I’m sure that many people die in accidents, and not just anyone like me. Especially in car accidents. In them, almost every day, countless people die. But almost none of them receive a phone call from you, madam, before this happens. That long-awaited weekend, Thomas was already getting into his precious sports car to drive at breakneck speed on country roads. And he became one of the few lucky ones who received this fateful call. After the warning he received, he hastily checked the tires of his beloved car and found a small carnation sticking out in one of them. Fortunately, he escaped a fatal accident. But if he then started the car and drove out, he would have lost his life, as his mistress had warned. Which meant that Mrs. Norma Selner saved his life. After that, Thomas became so close to her that he could even have dinner with her like that. But still, what happened that day was still a mystery to him.

-Why did you save me that day?

Well, she couldn’t be a UFC fan, which could prompt her to quickly grab onto the phone, so… Thomas Andre was always curious why she did not spare her precious time to help him.

-…

-Mrs. Selner, having heard his rather sudden question, did not say a word. She only looked at him before belatedly answering her friend, one of the best athletes in the country, “Because… You did a lot of good things in your past life.

-… Me?

”

-Thomas Andre, known as the “UFC Bad Boy,” or rather, “Octagon Devil,” did what?

He thought for a moment. But did this granny eat something that should not?

But then he decided not to voice what had crossed his mind when he remembered that he owed a lot to her. “Hohhh,” the lady smiled softly. She turned her gaze. outside the living room window. The black sedan, with the director of the CIA sitting in it, was just driving away from the gate. Her grandson waved a hand to his “bearded uncle” until the car disappeared from sight. These are “relationships.” She saw that the relations of the past were built by the parties involved in it anew consciously or unconsciously. It seemed that all the same, maybe “fate” was really a real force. That’s what she felt then. After making sure that the director had definitely left, Thomas plopped down in the same place, where the head of the CIA just sat.

-Well then. But what did that person do on the video that such an important guy came to you?

The lady answered with the tone of the person who hangs the clothes to dry.

-He saved the world.

-… Sometimes it was difficult to understand whether this elderly lady was joking, or, on the contrary, she was extremely serious. “Well, that’s why it’s so fun next to her,”

-thought Thomas. He put on the sunglasses that he liked to wear all the time, and turned his already darkened look at Mrs. Selner.

-And in that case… What is the hero doing now, who saved the world?

The lady who looked at her grandson returning to the house smiled softly.

-Hmm, I don’t know… Maybe he enjoys his youth with might and main Anything?

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-Uuaaaaaaa!

-The venue for athletics and running competitions, where participants from all schools in South Korea gathered, was filled with hot screams of approval from the audience. When the captains of the two school rival teams met on the site, in their eyes, probably in a natural way, the notorious lights come on.

-Oh, Cho Tae Woon!

It looks like you lost your way!

You even allowed the first year to take part in all kinds of competitions!

Jin Woo’s running team now faced a clear mockery from the captain of their longtime rivals team

-Hwason’s high school team, Joe Guy Sok.

-I heard that your former ace Wu San Ying was injured and took a break for a couple of months. Is it because of this that your skill has fallen so much that you had no choice but to how to put the first year with your new ace?

Joe Guy Suk continued his jokes. In response, Cho Tae Woon only grinned broadly and put his hand on Jin Woo’s shoulder. “Soon you will not be able to pick up jaws from the talents of this first year,” he said mockingly.

-He-e eh-heh, instead of breaking records, you started to joke better!

Figure sparks flew in all directions when the exchange of barbs of these two reached its highest point. At that while Jin Woo scratched his temple with his index finger. “At such a pace it would be difficult to stick to my plan not to stick out so that they would not notice me…” Jin-Woo stood in a view where a slight note of difficulty was read. Joe Guy Suk measured him with a look and received a new influx of confidence from the expression of the first year’s face. The corners of the mouth of the captain of the Hwason school went up.

-Although here it is. What a funny coincidence, you know?

-and he turned and gave a sign to his teammates. When he did this, the big guy standing behind them stepped forward. His face radiated complete, unshakable confidence,

-You know, we also got a creepy newcomer. It was the turn of Jin Woo to let out a surprised sigh when he saw the face of this so-called creepy newcomer.

-AND?

-It seems your newcomer can also feel it, right?

-and Joe Ki Suk spoke louder. He laid a hand on the shoulder of his new team member. The newcomer had a physique that far exceeded the level of an ordinary high school student,

-This guy is the secret weapon of Hwason’s high school. His name is Kim Chul, the first year.

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Author: Chugong, Jang Sung-lak, 추공

Translation: Artificial_Intelligence

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