Solo Swordmaster

#247. It’s not a drug.

It was also hardened for a while.

Yuna-kyung slowly turned her head.

Then he asked Limon, who was just listening to the story with his arms folded on the other side of the table.

[…Chief, is this all true?]

“Yes.”

[Then why did you just wait and see what happened to this country?]

Why didn’t Limon, the nemesis of the Seven Dragons, stop the spread of drugs in South America?

When Yun Na-gyeong asked as if she didn’t understand at all, Limon asked back in a cold voice.

“What if I wait and see?”

[Yes?]

“You mean I had to kill all the drug addicts?”

[It’s not like that. If I didn’t have to kill him to stop him from taking more drugs…]

“Then how?”

[That’s…]

Even in the past, when the population was small, there were more than a million, and now, if there is a way to get drug addicts in the billions to quit drugs, please let me know.

If there is a good method, I am willing to try it even now.

Watching Limon languidly ask, Yuna-kyung finally realized her mistake.

[…It’s not that he didn’t block it, it was that he couldn’t block it.]

“To be precise, it’s true that he didn’t block it. If we had cut down all the humans in South America, we could have stopped it.”

He would rather have fought with one snort if a million enemies had rushed at him.

But what if you had to rescue a million addicts?

I had no choice but to kill him.

He is a swordsman after all.

He was a problem solver by wielding a sword, not a miraculous god or a legendary pharmacist.

In addition, the drug that was improved by the Green Dragon clan had minimal side effects, except for the addictiveness.

Even so, killing them just because they were addicts was the same as killing people for drinking or smoking.

Limon had no choice but to leave the addict alone.

“Even the swordsman couldn’t help it. Nectar is a drug that has corrupted even the gods.”

[God became a drug addict?]

“Thanks to that, one church that was fine was even expelled from the Holy League.”

Yuna-kyung was at a loss for words.

The terrible thing that even the gods have corrupted.

The fear of the green dragon clan that created the medicine.

Even the Green Dragon Clan and the Seven Dragons and hundreds of years of fighting to the death, Limon’s achievements were enormous.

It all mixed together and left her speechless.

I guess I guessed her feelings.

Limon changed the topic.

“Anyway, the important thing now is not what kind of tribe the green dragon clan is.”

“The important thing is that a clone of Nectar has appeared.”

“okay.”

I don’t like that fact.

Looking at Li Mon, who frowned, Li Qingyu sighed lightly.

“I never thought this would happen.”

“I’m just asking for confirmation, but are you sure the Seven Dragons don’t have a recipe for nectar?”

“At least as far as I know.”

In the past, when the green dragon clan stopped producing nectar, they even discarded the manufacturing method.

Considering the dangers of nectar, he was concerned that an addict might appear in the Seven Dragons.

Therefore, even the records of nectar have been completely erased from history.

To the extent that even the green dragon clan would have to go through another ten years of research to recreate nectar.

However, it was embarrassing to see a replica of such a nectar appearing out of nowhere.

“If there are no clues even in the Seven Dragons, then it’s worthwhile for my master to step out and investigate that it’s Ambrosia.”

“I guess so. Even if it is a copy, it will be impossible to get rid of it if the original nectar drug is left unattended.”

“It must be more so for the green dragon clan.”

Limon frowned.

The reason why the green dragon clan can exert absolute influence on the South American continent is because they control the drug cartel that has already become a necessity of life.

But what if a fearsome competitor named Ambrosia steps in?

No matter how much Quetzalcoatl is the world’s number one pharmaceutical company, it will lose its current influence.

“In the worst-case scenario, there could even be a civil war.”

“Do you think there will be a drug war?”

“Originally, drugs can drive even normal people crazy. Needless to say, if it is a replica of Nectar.”

“There must be a lot of blood flowing.”

“okay.”

Having seen the South American continent in the distant past when nectar spread, Limon could be sure.

In fact, at that time, more than 100,000 villagers rushed at him with farm implements or kitchen knives to obtain nectar.

What if those with firearms become puppets of drug dealers?

The possibility of catastrophe comparable to that of World War II or the Demon God War was sufficient.

“What’s even worse is that I feel strangely uneasy about this drug.”

[It’s only natural that drugs make you feel bad, right?]

“Isn’t it natural to say that this replica gives off a more sinister feeling than the original nectar?”

[yes? Does that make sense?]

Yuna-kyung opened her eyes wide.

At her question, Li Qingyu opened his mouth with a puzzled expression.

“It’s common for cheap drugs mixed with impurities to be more harmful to the body than pure drugs, so it’s not

absurd, but …”

Limon frowned.

Nectar, a drug poisoned even by God, is an ominous item that is hard to find a partner for.

But the fact that there was a drug that gave off a more unpleasant feeling was just absurd.

Another bad feeling.

‘Besides, I feel like I’ve felt this unpleasant feeling before.’

It’s familiar because it’s unfamiliar.

It’s strange to be used to it.

It’s as if you couldn’t recognize a child who was three years old because you met him again after he was 60 years old.

The elusive vagueness made Limon even more displeased.

To the point where I began to seriously consider finding the man who made this medicine, setting aside slavery contracts and all that.

Li Qingyu, who looked at Li Mon with a complicated expression, sighed lightly.

“…Could this be a variable too?”

“What do you mean?”

“No, I was wondering who the hell would have done such an outrageous thing.”

Li Qingyu said with half sincerity.

Even cloning the nectar discarded by the green dragon clan to create an even more ominous medicine is a staggering feat.

Even selling it on the South American continent was an atrocity that can only be explained by saying that I really wanted to die.

I really wanted to see the face of the person responsible for this crazy thing.

“I can guess who it is.”

“Yeah, me too.”

[Yes?]

Yuna-kyung widened her eyes.

I didn’t know that ambrosia was a clone of nectar, so how could I know the source?

Limon and Li Ching-wi alternately opened their mouths to Yuna-kyung, who blinked with a face like a dove hit by a pebble.

“You said it before. The gang boss who was questioned by our master about the source of ambrosia committed suicide.”

“From then on, I thought it was a little strange.”

“Why would someone who knew that failing to commit suicide would be worse than dying would take such a risk?”

“It must be because someone as terrifying as Maia was behind it.”

“Yeah, and it’s not very common for a gang boss to be so feared as our master.”

“Especially in South America, there will only be one.”

Are you worried that someone will suspect that you are not a prospective couple?

For a moment, I rolled my eyes as I organized the explanations the two of them were constantly arranging in my head.

Realizing something belatedly, Yuna-kyung was startled as if her eyes would pop out.

[Wait a minute. Then, could it be that the place that makes and distributes ambrosia…?]

“Yes.”

Limon nodded.

And the only opponent in South America who can compete with the green dragon clan.

Among the teenage guilds that are the losers of the present age, he said in a cold voice the name of one place with unusual characteristics.

“He must be the Master of the Forest Guild.”

[The monarch created this drug?!]

* * *

Enemy.

“Nature is so great.”

A man with an oversized body who was walking in the jungle.

Gula muttered abruptly.

Then, with a smirk, he tossed away the cow’s hind leg, which was only a bone.

“You can make such a cool money-maker with just a little bit of management.”

A slimy mud swamp.

Gula laughed lightly at the stark-eyed, naked people riding around in a small boat on top of it and the golden lotuses they were gathering.

To him, each and every lotus they were collecting seemed like a treasure.

Not only money, but also the best weapon that will allow him to gain hegemony in the South American continent.

thud!

“Oops!”

Right then.

A boat caught on a tree root rattled and a person fell into the swamp.

“Huh! Save me!”

Maybe it’s because of the mud that absorbs the body.

Gula’s face hardened when he saw a man sinking into the swamp faster the more he struggled.

And he stretched out one arm.

Originally, the distance was too far for his hand to reach, but his arm stretched like a rubber band and snatched up a person struggling in the swamp.

“Heh heh heh. thank you! Thank you very much, my lord!”

Is it because he died and came back to life?

Gula opened his mouth as he saw the person who extended his gratitude with his wide-eyed eyes glowing with emotion.

“Thank you, X-Ral.”

Wood deok!

A man with a broken neck, half-bulging eyes, as if he didn’t understand what had happened to him until the very end.

Throwing his corpse into the swamp, Gula growled.

“If a baby fell into a swamp, it would just die fine. Why do you break a tough flower with such an outrage? You’re like a bastard who doesn’t even know how precious nature is!”

It took a moment to look at the golden lotus flower with a slightly damaged petal at the place where the man fell out, with regretful eyes.

Gula shouted, looking back at the others who were frozen in the boat.

“If you damage even one of my flowers, you will lose your life as well as the medicine! Do you all understand?”

“I see!”

“If you know, move quickly, you bastards! Don’t keep playing!”

“yes!”

The people who started to move quickly with the answer, perhaps because they were afraid that they would catch his eye and become the next victim.

It was only after seeing this that Gula straightened his grim frown.

Then, out of habit, he patted the left side of his face and asked casually.

“What happened to the Diego-inspired gift?”

“It arrived well…”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I personally confirmed that it was moved to Quetzalcoatl headquarters… Thanks to that, I was able to see some interesting things.”

“Anything interesting?”

“There is someone who can be of great help to the monarch’s plan…”

“Hehehe, is that so?”

It’s time to nod your head in satisfaction.

Gula picked up an apple from the tray held by the maid next to her and chewed it whole, swallowing it.

“I can’t wait to see what the girl will look like when she receives the gift.”

Master of the Forest Guild.

The one with the most bizarre skills among the nine lords.

He was suspected of secretly controlling all the gangs in South America until he suddenly went into seclusion a few years ago.

The monster lord Gula recalled what was about to happen and smiled sinisterly.

* * *

Headquarters in Quetzalcoatl.

In the lab, Maia picked up a gold acupuncture needle.

In addition, more than twenty gold acupuncture needles were inserted into the gimun, pylori, pyloric, and gihaehyeol of the restrained test subjects in turn.

‘…As expected, there is no pain.’

Even if it was lightly stabbed, there were only a few blood points that would make you faint from the pain.

Maia frowned as she watched the test subject continue to struggle as if she was unaware of the stinger.

‘No, the whole nervous system has already started to fail.’

There was no need to take X-rays or MRIs.

Because she was at the top of the green dragon clan, which handles bio-manipulation psionics, and she could clearly see through the condition of the test subjects.

Even the brain that was ruined like an insect ate it up.

A bizarrely mutated spinal cord.

Half-dissolved peripheral nerves.

Beyond being a mess, it’s a strange state to be alive and well.

Nonetheless, Maia quietly opened her mouth as she saw the test subject wriggling vigorously.

“How much ambrosia did he take?”

“I apologize, but I did not hear the testimonies. However, the blood test showed that the amount was five times higher than that of existing addicts.”

“How long do you take it?”

“It is estimated that less than ten days have passed since I started taking ambrosia.”

“Ten days…”

Maia’s eyes darkened.

It hadn’t been that long since the appearance of ambrosia, and only a small amount had been distributed so far, so the symptoms of the test subjects were relatively mild.

Therefore, they thought that ambrosia was only a clone of nectar.

It is said that minor side effects appeared due to duplication of the medicine without obtaining the perfect recipe.

‘This is not a drug.’

But at this moment.

The condition of the gang, which had consumed ambrosia in large quantities, made Maia certain of one thing.

‘It’s a drug made for a different purpose in the first place.’