Hoarding in Hell Novel

The plane carrying Kang Hyunmoo flew north toward Moscow.

While entering Russia through Ukrainian airspace, Hyunmoo suddenly looked out the window. Just in time, the co-pilot hurried into the cabin.

"Russian fighters caught up. They told me to turn right away."

"What?"

"Keep going."

Hyunmoo said without looking at the co-pilot. He just looked out the window and watched the squadron of fighters catching up.

The co-pilot looked at Albert in bewilderment. Albert's complexion turned pale.

" Kang Hyunmoo. If we go on like this, we will be shot down. The situation in the US is not good with Russia right now. Russia is in a civil war with the rebels in the Far East right now, and it was discovered that our country provided weapons to the rebels in the Far East. Unless we see any exiles... ."

"Because I'm going."

The co-pilot looked startled at the name Kang Hyunmoo, but looked even more choked at the command to keep going.

Albert reluctantly nodded his head and headed towards the cockpit with the co-pilot.

From the cockpit, there was a shout, believed to be in Russian. The pilot wiped off a cold sweat and said to Albert.

"You are told to land at a nearby military airport immediately. If you approach Moscow for more than a minute, they will shoot you down."

Albert took the pilot's microphone and shouted.

"Russian Air Force! I'm Albert Cromford, former President of the United States! I came here for diplomatic purposes with an important matter, so please allow me to land at Moscow Airport!"

Then I heard a radio exchange from the Russian Air Force.

Not long after, a harsh voice was heard. Then, the pilot interpreted with a confused expression.

"It doesn't matter, so I'm going to turn the nose."

"I know you cursed."

Albert also knew Russian well. And the fact that the pilots poured swear words at them that encompassed three generations of ancestors and three generations of descendants.

Albert thought it was a mistake to give him his name.

In fact, it was he who signed the order to support the armed forces of the Far East rebels.

But he wondered if he would shoot down the diplomat plane the former president was on.

"Russian Air Force, I repeat. If we shoot down this plane, we will have a big diplomatic problem..."

But the answer came back with a fierce beep.

The pilot screamed.

"It's being aimed!"

"flare!"

At the same time as fierce flames and smoke erupted, the plane veered wildly. A missile flew past and exploded in mid-air.

Albert, who was standing there, rolled over to the floor. A familiar shadow fell on Albert, who was lying there.

"It really shoots."

Kang Hyunmoo stood calmly in the staggering plane.

"Then did you think those crazy people could shoot fakes! If the plane explodes, you'll be safe! You have to surrender quickly and land!"

“At least, surely you guys must have done something else.”

It wasn't wrong, so Albert bit his mouth. Then Hyunmoo took the pilot's microphone.

"Russian Air Force."

He was fluent in Russian. It was precisely thanks to her translation skills.

"I'm Kang Hyunmoo. I came to see Ivan Cherenkov. As long as Ivan is alive. Or anyone else."Russian, which had been loud for a moment, became quiet. Hyunmoo continued to speak alone in the stillness.

"I don't know if you remember, but I'm still in a military alliance with Russia. Another attack on this plane will be considered a breach of the alliance. Act with a responsible person."

There was no answer for a long time.

Albert looked at Hyunmoo with a puzzled expression.

Kang Hyunmoo is great, but do you think he'll do anything with his name?

Crazy people attacking the diplomat planes of the former president of the United States?

Albert said that it would be better to look for a parachute if he was expecting this, and he crept up to stand up.

It was then.

Russian Air Force fighter jets were seen flanked on either side in a formation flight.

Then, a short radio was heard.

[We will escort you to your destination.]

***

The plane landed safely at Moscow airport.

Albert followed Kang Hyunmoo down half-heartedly.

As soon as the plane landed, military troops and airport police rushed to surround the plane.

Although not expecting a welcome crowd, Albert was nervous again when armed forces surrounded him. But the soldiers were also nervous and perplexed.

They didn't even know whether to warn or guard Kang Hyunmoo.

As such, the situation at the upper level was rapidly turning.

" Kang Hyunmoo?"

But someone soon arrived to ease their burden. Hyunmoo smiled as he saw the bald head rushing through the soldiers.

"Ivan Cherenkov. Time can't cure that baldness."

"Damn, time can bring the dead back to life, but not my hair roots."

Ivan said as he looked Hyunmoo up and down with a puzzled expression.

However, Hyunmoo only accidentally saved Ivan, and Ivan only saved Hyunmoo because he could not kill him. There was no reason for the two to greet each other friendly.

If there was any further relationship, there was only one military alliance.

"So, what made you suddenly come to life?"

"Does there have to be a reason to survive? But, to put it bluntly, I came here because I needed some of that power."

Ivan contorted his face. The moment his gaze turned to Albert, his expression distorted even more.

"Albert, when you say that you brought that bastard and say, 'I came here because I needed some power'? That bastard instigated the Far East rebels and led an armed uprising, so it doesn't make sense for the country now. It's a no-brainer!"

"What? Your troops must have attacked ours from the beginning! Besides, it's unforgivable that you dared to set foot on the US mainland with those dirty feet!"

At Ivan's wrath, Albert did not hesitate to shoot.

There are Russian soldiers everywhere, but the appearance of not being discouraged at all, I wondered if his name was the former president.

It didn't sound very smart though.

"Come on, everyone, calm down. It's not like that's a coincidence in life."

As Hyunmoo dried the two of them and calmly continued the conversation, Albert looked at Hyunmoo with a furious expression.

"Somehow...! Wait, the Russians attacked the Americans in the first place, since the days of US forces in Korea! It was also during the Leviathan mission that I set foot on US territory!"

"The fact that the Far East rebels broke out was when USFK armaments fell into the hands of local warlords."

The two growled and began to stare at Hyunmoo. Hyunmoo came to pick up the hump and he felt like he was stuck.

Ivan continued his words in a sharp voice.

" Kang Hyunmoo, you said we had a military alliance, but I don't remember how much we owe you. But we put a nuclear umbrella on your country and mobilized troops. We even sent troops to the US mainland. It's obviously a balance. Wouldn't this be a bad deal?"

Still, Hyunmoo was more demanding. Hyunmoo thought that it would be difficult even for himself to make such a thick transaction request.

Hyunmoo tilted his head and opened his mouth.

"Hmm. You said the Far East rebels were the problem. Is the Russian regular army only armed with rebels?"

At Hyunmoo's words, Ivan gave an angry expression.

"With conventional weapons alone, we are overwhelming. But they have nuclear missiles hidden in the Siberian nuclear base."

Ivan grunted, grinding his teeth.

"But it's nothing. Rather, the problem is with the monsters that have spread in Manchuria. It seems that the 'Demon King' Kazat and the Far East rebels have joined hands. They use them to hide or fight, so we can't do anything about it."

"Oh, yes? Is Kazat that strong?"

"It goes without saying. As his family absorbed a lot of the monsters released during the Thousand Tower incident, their power grew enormous. No country or any organization has ever overcome them. I can't seem to afford it..."

Hyunmoo answered with a bright expression as if he had found the answer.

"Okay. That's it."

"What happened..."

Hyunmoo snapped his fingers open a black crack.

As the rift in the air cracked, slowly someone appeared with black smoke.

Ivan and Albert rubbed their eyes as they saw the beings appearing from within the rift.

Gold and silver jewels adorned with splendid robes, ratman's skulls constantly muttering curses at the tip of their wands, and their apparently heterogeneous black fur and purple-flaming eyes.

It was a face I had already seen through reports and media hundreds of times. I could never be confused.

An absolute evil that exists in the world after the Leviathan mission.

It was 'Demon King' Kazat.

"Kah, it's Kazat!"

"Bar, ready to fire!"

Soldiers, who were on guard around them, let out screams that were close to screaming and pointed their guns at them.

But Kazat glanced around, gleaming purple eyes without agitation.

Then, Kazat made eye contact with Kang Hyunmoo and immediately fell face down with his forehead on the floor, submissive like a slave.

"I see the Great One."

***

A confidential VIP room inside Moscow Airport.

Although it was officially created for the distinguished guests who have difficulty entering the country, today, it has received an unprecedented number of visitors.

Albert and Ivan looked at Kazat, who was sitting on the sofa in front, with uncomfortable expressions.

Kazat was quiet, but his staff was not.

The rat skulls murmured in an eerie tone to Ivan and Albert incessantly.

I didn't know what they were saying, but it was clear that these were offensive words.

Albert opened his mouth with the feeling that he had to say something until Kang Hyunmoo returned.

"...what are the skeletons talking about?"

Kazat looked at Albert and grinned.

"If it's the original, there's no reason to tell people, but today is a good day and I'm asking you to learn with a low attitude, so I'll tell you in particular."

Just then, the skeleton shouted something.

"You just insulted your mother."

"What?"

“No, not only that, but they say that they will insult their father and grandfather by tying them together.”"No, what now..."

"Not only that, he pulled his hair out and put it in his throat...."

Right before the words that he couldn't afford to hear continued, Kang Hyunmoo returned.

What Kang Hyunmoo had in his hand was the lunch box cup noodles.

"Ah, I thought it was because of my mood that the ramen tasted different, but they said that the taste could be different because of the air pressure of the plane. Just in case."

" Kang Hyunmoo!"

Then Ivan couldn't take it any longer and got up from his seat. He shouted, pointing to Kazat with a half-excited expression on his face.

"What the hell is that! Do you know how much trouble it must have been for the soldiers to keep their mouths shut? Demon King Kazat says you are the master? Are you really going to be the 'worst person in the world'?"

"Ah, I forgot to say it, but it's good to be careful in front of my subordinates. I'm okay with talking a little bit, but my subordinates tend to be a bit over-loyal."

Hyunmoo's warning was delayed. Because Ivan was already vomiting dead rats out of his mouth.

As dead rats poured onto the floor, repeating the nausea, Hyunmoo sighed and beckoned Kazat to stop.

It was only when Kazat stopped waving his staff that Ivan could barely stop his vomiting.

"A load?"

Albert asked in disbelief.

"Demon King Kazat? Then, Ha-hyeon, Yerdan, and Kirson, who are his subordinates..."

"Exactly, it's my family."

“What the hell… what is your identity? Are you going to become a real demon lord?”

"Which one would you like?"

"What?"

Hyunmoo smiled playfully and opened the lid of the lunch box. The smell of ripe ramen spreads.

"I wish I was a human or a demon lord? Would it be better for Kazat and his enormous horde of monsters to be controlled by a kind and kind human being, or would it be better to follow the control of a demon lord who wants to destroy the world someday?"

Albert swallowed his saliva. After being silent for a moment, he opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Sa, a kind and good human being..."

“Then it will.”

Hyunmoo answered while eating ramen noodles.

"If you think of me as a kind and good human being, and if you treat me like that, then Kazat and the monsters will forever be controlled under that kind and good human. You understand?"

"Yeah, yes."

"Okay. As expected, good people are treated well."

But Hyunmoo mumbled the ramen he put in his mouth and closed the lid again as if he didn't like it.

At that moment, Ivan, who had barely vomited the last mouse left in his mouth, gasped for breath and stood up.

Already having a nightmare experience, Ivan no longer had the strength to argue with Hyunmoo.

He opened his mouth, carefully choosing the words.

" Kang Hyunmoo. If Kazat is in your family..."

"Oh, yes. We decided to make a deal."

Hyunmoo smiled and told Kazat.

"Kazat, kill all the rebels in the Far East. Except for trainees who are less than a month old."

"Yes."

Kazat bowed his head in reply without hesitation. With that, the dissolution of the Far East rebels was decided.

Ivan looked at Hyunmoo with a blank expression. Hyunmoo smiled and squatted down in front of Ivan.

“Is it okay to expect that our friendly relationship will be strong in the future?”

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