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The story is about the life of Marcelis the adopted son of the Morton family and his life after obtaining the System of Creation & Destruction with it; he will dominate everything in his way.

I'm writing this story to become a better writer and learn more about the English language.

P.S I'm 15 years old and English is my third language.

Kim Na Hee trusted the Kirukawa Mai matter with Ahn Soo Ho. That meant she respected what he would do whether he convinced her or kidnapped her. What was unfortunate was that despite his magical powers, it was quite difficult to suppress reason.
Dating techniques and intelligence weren't directly proportional.
Ahn Soo Ho didn't really know what women were interested in. The only reason why he didn't run away was because of his magic. Jang Seol Hyun wasn't the only woman in the world who would listen to his old man jokes.
The Rosette Hope Volunteer Group was busy with their schedules. It was a big team that included celebrities, famous people, the filming team, as well as guards to ensure their safety.
And the bigger the group, the harder it was to control everyone. Han Chae Kyung was cut out to be a boss. She didn't have strong charisma like Kim Na Hee, but she had the type of leadership of a young woman.

"Please check your group every once in a while, and if anything happens, please report it to me."

The first destination of the volunteer group was a native village in the East of Nairobi. Kenya played a leading role as a native nation in Africa. There was a reason why many international rescue groups came to Nairobi.
There were almost no civil wars within Kenya since its establishment.
There were some conflicts and protests here and there, but there weren't little boys shooting guns like in the other African countries. After America's Nigerian War, Central Africa was in the middle of a dispute with Ethiopia, but Southern Africa didn't seem like they were going to back down easily either.

"What's funny is that most of the countries fighting over dominance of Africa are a part of the Common Wealth."

South Africa, Kenya, and Nigeria were all a part of the Common Wealth.

"Why is that? Because England is great?"

In the same way, France, who colonized Africa were on the decline, but British colonists weren't completely gone. Why? Because they were less cruel than France? Not at all. Both England and France had a great number of colonies.
As soon as Ahn Soo Ho paused, Go Ah Jin raised her hand.

"Is it because of America?"
"Why?"
"Because they speak English, too."
"Oh."

Ahn Soo Ho exclaimed in surprise.

"Am I right?"

Go Ah Jin was surprised.

"You're right. England is America's biggest asset and strongest weapon."

Culture came from language. In order to understand an English-speaker, one had to know English, and in order to learn about the basis of English, one had to know English literature. People had to learn about the identities and customs of other people in order to predict how they would think and act.

"Then why are they joining England instead of America?"

No one could answer that question.

"That's because America stresses democracy. They have a sense of duty to protect human rights and democracy. However, that's another type of imperialism. Luckily for England, they've shared many aspects with America, and America needed a bait in order to hide their intention."

Following the Second World War, France managed to become a leading country, but they were unable to rid themselves of their image associated with Germany. And that caused them to speed up their break away from the colony. International order functioned based on the reasoning of power. If a country grew weak, its uncivilized side would begin looking elsewhere.
The reason why England's colonial empire didn't collapse like that of France was because people saw America and England as one. And that was a misunderstanding. But the fact that they shared the same language worked in their favor.
America didn't have anything to lose either. In order to have more power in the following generations, the influence of the English language had to grow bigger. Unlike how French used to be the common language in Europe, it was now English, and America didn't hesitate to invest in England for that reason.

"America and England filled in what was lacking in each other."

The American and British empire's strategy was a success. After all, not everyone in the world had the kind of intelligence that was needed to graduate from Harvard. While America sold freedom, England sold the royal family. They sold the past and future at the same time.

"America used England as a shield while England used America's superiority in order to regain their reputation."

The topic that Ahn Soo Ho raised on the bus was random. However, there wasn't a single person that didn't listen. The fact that they came out to volunteer meant that they had an interest in the public interest. Just because they were young didn't mean they had no interest in politics or diplomatics.

"So are you saying language is also a national power?"
"Being able to communicate is more influential than you can imagine."

The worth of a language depended on the number of people that used it. Korean was a superb language, and it was impressive to know it. However, that was all.

"People have different mindsets depending on what language they speak."

People who mainly used Korean died as Korean. That was why Ahn Soo Ho had no choice but to be Korean. He was able to use his magic to speak all the languages in the world, but since Korean was his first language, that was his default basis for his beliefs and way of thinking. Even if he spoke English, French, and Spanish, he interpreted them in a Korean way.
Ahn Soo Ho didn't only talk about difficult topics. He even added some humor and some stories of corruption here and there. As soon as he revealed a president that had an affair with an actress and how much slush funds a famous dictator had, loud exclamations could be heard. 
The best story was the one of the kidnapped reporters in Nigeria. As soon as their rescue stories came out, their eyes sparkled. They couldn't hear these stories anywhere else, so it was more stimulating than any affair story.

"To be honest, affection fell upon Korea. Not Onami."
"Wow!"

Go Ah Jin looked impressed. No one expected him to pull out an old man joke at a time like this.

"I'm sorry."

Ahn Soo Ho immediately apologized. Do Min Ho's joking skills were definitely trash. There was nothing to learn from him.

"We're here."

After racing through the empty roads for 5 hours, they arrived at a village. As soon as they got out of the bus, Ahn Soo Ho realized what was going on.

'They're actors.'

Just like how foreigners looked at traditional villages in Korea and marveled at how Korean it seemed, the volunteers looked at the shabby-looking houses and marveled at how African it looked.
One of the main industries in Kenya was volunteer experience. When considering the safety of the volunteers, they couldn't bring them to remote areas. What if they got hurt, kidnapped, or even killed? That would be the Kenyan government's responsibility. So they secretly made a native village for volunteers to gain their experience.
Every single adult, elder, and children were educated actors. And the volunteers that knew nothing believed that they were actually volunteering. If one compared them to a real African that require help, they could be distinguished quite easily. But foreigners were unable to tell them apart.
He had no intention of ruining the fun for the volunteers who were handing water to the natives. Ignorance was bliss. Ahn Soo Ho approached the native guides gathered at the entrance.

"Where are we going today?"

Their eyes flinched when they heard Ahn Soo Ho speak their language so fluently. His pronunciation made him sound like he was a native.

"Huh?"

One of the bewildered guides got a hold of himself and stepped up.

"We're going to go to two more places after this."
"I see. Well, let's see. Then today's accommodation must be in… Garissa?"
"Um, yes."

Ahn Soo Ho took out a cigarette and handed one to him. He turned happy. Just because they were a guide in Kenya didn't mean they made good money. Africans also had a tendency to become friends if someone gave them something.

"How are the borders these days? Is it still hectic?"
"Somalia? It's always crazy there."

He obtained all sorts of information by smoking with the guide. During the days of the European empire, all sorts of borders were drawn, but they were rarely followed. Borders didn't mean much in Africa. Even the concept of a nation was vague, and the tribal mindset was so strong that not many thought of themselves as citizens.

"The UN is also planning to reduce the size of the refugee village. So the vibe has been strange these days."
"Why is that?"
"Do you seriously have no idea? It's because of the Al Shabab. They've already penetrated deep into Nairobi."

Al Shabab.
Just the fact that their name started with "Al" suggested that they were an Islamic group. They were one of the worst terrorist organizations in Eastern Africa.
Ahn Soo Ho thought that SI was actually worse than Al Shabab. Al Shabab at least didn't kill any Muslims but not the SI. They were close to heathens, and they punished Muslims.
After Boko Haram went to shit from the Nigerian war (they were actually shit on by Ahn Soo Ho), the African Islamic organizations naturally took over Eastern Africa. Due to the baseless rumors claiming that the US military's next target was Sudan, there was an energy of an oncoming war, but the Islamic terrorist groups exploded rather than reducing in size.
People with intelligence felt doubtful.
'Where did all that money come from?'
Where did they get the money to create a military of thousands of people? Some claimed that they must have made an agreement with the Somalian pirates. There were rumors that their funds came from those pirates.
Ahn Soo Ho shook his head. There were limits to how much money pirates could secure. And since there was no guarantee that they would succeed, it was common for the account of the pirates to take the money and leave.
And on top of that, the US marines were going in and out of Djibouti, so it was hard to be pirates nowadays. In order to protect the paths to the Suez Canal, India, Japan, China, Korea, and even Australia, they sent their Marines to help.

'That's why they needed the label of being environmental activists.'

The inside of Somalia was always chaos, but toward the ocean were marines of multiple countries. The NR Peace Keepers worked toward saving the Somalian refugees, and as a result, James Bungee's black heart decided to go a different direction.
The IAEA was huge with more resources than anyone could imagine. And when it came to modern civilization's nuclear fuel tracing technology, they were at a level of hitting below the pictogram range.
In other words, there was no hole to crawl out of.
Despite never having been near North Korea's nuclear facilities, the IAEA was able to predict what kind of experiments they were conducting. However, the IAEA weren't perfect either. If they targeted a region, they would find it 100%, but when looking through the entire world, it was impossible for them to detect nuclear materials.
And if they were hidden well, it was possible they would never find it.
After serving the native actors, the volunteer group proceeded to their next destination. That place was probably going to be similar to this one. Thanks to the photographer's passion, the famous people holding a black child and looking sad would probably be reborn as art.
Humanism
It could be described with that one word.
It had been a long time since rescue became a business. Average people believed that their small donations went to children in need, but the truth was, it all went toward a reserve. The money that actually went to the sites came from large sums, not small ones. Most of the small funds were spent on the preparations of the rescue operations.

"Huh?"

The bus was blocked by cars on their way to their next village.
They were Japanese cars in disguise.
While they loved Toyota cars, they killed way too many Japanese people. Just like Boko Haram, their flag was always a black background with white letters on top.

"#w$@^%#$!"

The bus driver immediately turned the handle, but as soon as he could, gunshots were fired.

Bang, bang-

As soon as the bullets went through the bus, it was pandemonium. The cars suddenly popped out of nowhere and shot at the bus from all sides.

"Agh!"

The guards that were supposed to protect everyone ran away, and some of them got killed in the process. Rosette Group's guards didn't have real-life experience.
Ahn Soo Ho felt weird.
He had very little memory of being attacked in such a way in the mercenary world. Just as Do Min Ho put it, this was a very fresh and new experience. He whispered something to Go Ah Jin, who was frozen beside him, and got up.

"Get down and lower your heads."
"Pardon? Ok… okay!"

As soon as Ahn Soo Ho got out of his seat, he met eyes with Han Chae Kyung. Ahn Soo Ho mouthed the words to her, and she reflexively nodded.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang-

An automatic gun landed in each of his hands, and as soon as he pulled the trigger, the heads of the assailants blew up like watermelons. A huge smokescreen followed.

Bang, bang, bang- Bang, bang-

The terrorists were taken aback by the sudden impairment of their vision. The shabby mercenaries ran away while the rest were taken care of quite easily, but the resistance grew stronger.

"Agh!"
"Agh!"

The screaming of his allies could be heard from within the smoke.

"W… what's going on?"

On their way from kidnapping the National Geographic filming team, they found another delicious prey and pounced. The more hostages they had, the better their negotiation would be.

'A… a trap?'

Was this a trap of the Kenyan government? He hadn't heard of anything like that though. While the command panicked, Ahn Soo Ho sniped the bastards one by one. As the gunfires slowed down, the smoke cleared up, and among the dead assailants was Ahn Soo Ho.
And with him at the center, red flowers bloomed.
And then there was a sunset.

"Gulp!"

It made no sense.

'This is crazy.'

Wasn't war a cruel thing? However, among the dead assailants' blood and death was Ahn Soo Ho looking more beautiful than ever. A famous Korean photographer, Yoon Ki Hyun captured this beauty on camera.
He blamed it on the instincts of an artist.

< Protect – Episode 225 – Green Peace [4] > The end.

Original Synopsis:

In a world where money and power trumps all, Ahn Soo Ho, A.K.A. Magician, uses his superhuman abilities and his knowledge of the intelligence world to climb to the very top of the totem pole.
 
Due to his intimidating stature and cold personality, most would assume he’s doing it out of greed, but what many don’t know is that he has three weaknesses: His mother, his little sister, and his top star girlfriend, Jang Seol Hyun.
 
Join Ahn Soo Ho on an adventure through the mercenary, the establishment of his own entertainment company, and a trip around the world as he makes his way to become the richest man of Korea and protects what truly matters to him.

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Translator's Introduction

In a world where money and power trumps all, Ahn Soo Ho, A.K.A. Magician, uses his superhuman abilities and his knowledge of the intelligence world to climb to the very top of the totem pole.
 
Due to his intimidating stature and cold personality, most would assume he’s doing it out of greed, but what many don’t know is that he has three weaknesses: His mother, his little sister, and his top star girlfriend, Jang Seol Hyun.
 
Join Ahn Soo Ho on an adventure through the mercenary, the establishment of his own entertainment company, and a trip around the world as he makes his way to become the richest man of Korea and protects what truly matters to him.

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We corrected the title from "Protect" to "Sooho" when we discussed with Munpia Editorial Team

Frustration had Nao grumbling back to the women's tent. How was she supposed to understand him? She didn't even know what language he spoke.

She dropped the empty basket by the entrance but didn't go in.

Instead, only moments later, she was inside father's tent. He was still up, writing in his proud, elegant hand.

"Twice in a day, Nao," father said, not even glancing up.

"Father, where is Gyuri from?"

His dark eyes lifted, then. "Interested in the stranger, are you?"

Nao swallowed. "If we want to communicate, it would be good to know what language he speaks."

"Very true. However, I don't know the answer."

"May I borrow a map?"

The General waved to a stack of rolled parchment. "The one with a green ribbon."

"Thank you, father."

Back to Gyuri's tent went Nao. The huge man had his hand on the tent flap, but he paused when he saw Nao returning.

Feeling like a terrible hypocrite, Nao tapped on her chest with her free hand. "Nao."

Though he didn't smile, his eyes closed partially. "Nao."

Inexplicably, her name in his round language had terror streaking through her.

His hand went to his chest. "Goraidh."

"Goyuri."

He laughed, brightening his eyes and shocking Nao. His hand stayed on his muscled chest. "Gohr-ee."

"Goyori."

He chuckled, rich and deep, and took a step toward Nao, lifting one finger. "Gohr."

"Goru."

He licked his lips and ducked down so he could look straight into her eyes. "Gohrrrr."

She sucked in a breath. "Gohrrrrr!"

He nodded and lifted a second finger. "Eee."

"Eee."

"Gohr-ee."

"Gori."

His wide grin had Nao short of breath. He nodded once and sighed as though relieved as he straightened to his full height.

Everyone had been mispronouncing his name! 

Encouraged, Nao unrolled the map and tapped Japan. "Nao. Nihon."

"Japan." He pointed to his tongue.

Nao nodded, thinking she understood. "Gori?" She held the map out for him.

"Goraidh. Ah-la-pay." He pointed.

"Sukottorando?" Nao pointed at her tongue.

"Nn." He pointed at his tongue with two fingers and wiggled the second. "Scotland."

Nao held two fingers up, a question on her face.

He held up his first finger. "Gaelic." Second finger. "English." He wiggled that finger, brow furrowed.

So he knew Gaelic first, and English but not as well.

Nao smiled. This was working!

Gori's pale eyes widened on her face. Then they narrowed as he smiled back.

The night was silent, making Nao remember how late it was. Other than the men on night watch, she and Gori were the last ones out. She hastily nodded goodbye to Gori, rolled up the map and returned it to her father's tent.

The General didn't look up from his scribbling.  "What did you learn?"

"Gori is from Scotland. He speaks Gaelic and English."

"Hmm. I know nothing of Gaelic. But..." He reached into a desk drawer and pulled out a small book. "I was given this primer years ago, when I had hoped to learn English. Alas, my head is too full of Japanese, Chinese, Korean... Western tongue proved too difficult for me."

Father's eyes were curious as he held the book out for Nao. She had never studied any language but Japanese. Surely someone else should be responsible for communicating with Gori. Yoso, perhaps.

Yet, she stepped forward and took the thin book from her father.

"Does he interest you, Nao?"

Nao is a quiet, well-behaved, young woman, working hard to maintain the warrior camp of her father and brother.

Gyuri is the warrior responsible for saving the men of Nao's camp. He's huge, strong, and doesn't speak the language.

He seems to have no interest in the women in camp.

Except Nao.

"Did you hear about the new game created by Exotic Pear Gaming?"
 "There's a new game? What is it called? What is it about? Has it been released yet? Hurry and tell! Tell me! TELL ME! TELL ME!"
 "Dude chill, I just heard about it today, apparently it's supposed to be the best new game of the decade! It's called Imperium it's an mmorpg that has a xianxia theme. Registration will be open on Saturday at noon."
 "What the hell?! Why noon? That's such an inconvenient timing. I'll have to miss class if I want to register."
 "It's not my fault, who told you to have extra classes on Saturday."
 "Hmph, if it wasn't for my old man do you think I would go to these stupid classes?"

 Huang Hualing was currently eavesdro- ahem- I mean overhearing a conversation between two of her classmates, Xiao Chonglin and Long Fan, two infamous gaming nerds at her school. After hearing the word "game", Hualing's ears immediately perked up as she intently listened to their private conversation. 'Hmm a new game huh?' she thought to herself, 'maybe I'll just have to give this one a try'. 
 As a bonafide gaming addict, Hualing was constantly searching for new and addicting games to pass her free time with. She was average in all aspects regarding academics, however, she is known as the queen of tech within her friend group. No matter the issue, as long as it had to do with tech in some aspect, Hualing was the person to look for. Sadly, she was completely clueless in every other aspect of life, leaving her to be rather ignorant.
 Born into a wealthy family, Hualing didn't particularly care for her grades or academics in general, but ever since she was able to walk and express her thoughts, she has been addicted to all technological devices. At a tender age of four, she was introduced to gaming by her indolent brother, Huang Yong Rui; ever since, she cared about nothing else. Other than learning some skills dealing with tech, she didn't bother with any subjects at school. Regarding this, her parents were rather exasperated, as they already had a lazy son to deal with, they truly hoped to have a hardworking daughter. However, the heavens are unkind and gave them two slothlike entities who only knew how to laze about and play games. 
Sadly, they could never truly get mad at these two seemingly hopeless children, as they both were geniuses in some aspect. Their son, had a gift for business, making investments on what seems like a whim, yet earning millions after the projects were highly successful. He was already named the heir to the family's large luxury hotel chain at the age of 19.
Their daughter on the other hand was an abnormal genius at programming; even winning several national programming competitions and coming in third in a world wide competition at the age of 15. After learning that she couldn't access her games at school, Hualing even decided to learn some basic hacking skills which allowed her to hack into her schools mainframe and unblocking the games. However, she wasn't particularly skillful in that department and a couple days later she was discovered. Consequently she got suspended for a week leading her parents to become exasperated and helpless. 
 Not only that, because she was so addicted to games, she took it upon herself to learn several language, English, French, Korean, and Taiwanese. This led her to become fluent in English and Korean, while being able to read and write sufficiently in Korean and Taiwanese. How does this correlate with gaming? Well of course it's because this lazy gamer was bored with her current server and wanted a change in scenery, leading her to learn these languages in order to communicate with people in the other servers across the world. At only 17 years old, she has already become this unreasonable. Truly, this girl is a hopeless maniac when it comes to gaming.

A new game called Imperium has been released and as a bonafide gaming addict Huang Hualing decides to try it out. 

Huang Hualing is a lazy good for nothing who would've been disowned if she wasn't a genius in tech. As a sloth like entity Hualing spends her days lying about and playing games to satisfy her addiction. 


Author's note: OOF

<018. Frog Out of the Well(2)>

"182cm to 189cm?"
"That's right, Ho Yung."
"Yes!"

Ho Yung pumped his fists.

Basically unlimited height growth. 

This was an ability that he couldn't have ever earned with effort. His height wouldn't even cause any rumours concerning the matter of if he was the true child of his parents, as Hwang Sun and Ho Yung looked amazingly similar.

His mum was on the taller side, anyway. 

He made his mind up to treat Hyung Jun Suk to a meal if he ever ran into him on the world stage. 

"So is this it for the medical test?"

All he had done was a blood test, X-ray, and some heart tests; all just regular health tests. 

"Yes. Right now, it's just very basic health checks. We'll start more extensive medical tests before you officially enter the team."

So the inbody tests that measure general body balance like muscle density will be conducted later. Lukas then took Ho Yung through the current schedule laid out for Ho Yung. 
First, information regarding the youth team and the academy.
Second, information regarding FIFA transfer laws, article 19. 

"Do you understand?"
"Yes. So I don't have to worry, I just need to focus on soccer?"
"Yes."

There was no reason to worry - there were other players under 18 years of age from Mexico, Bolivia, Chile and Korea who belonged to the team. 

"Even if that becomes a problem, later on, it's not going to be a huge issue. Ho Yung, you won't live here forever, right?"

He was right.
He wasn't going to belong to San Paolo for all of his life. 

Brazil was just a step in his career - it wasn't the league he would forever live in. In fact, Ho Yung's thoughts couldn't be further from that. 

'There are so many teams I want to go to!'

He wasn't a one-club man - more of a journeyman. It would be frustrating to be stuck in one place. 

Of course, it wasn't something he could decide before he experienced it himself. 

"So when do we sign?"
"In April, there will be a signing season for new players. Then you'll be officially in the youth team. Until then, you'll learn the fundamentals at the academy. You'll be judged personally and given training - the results and the medical test will be combined to make the GPA."
"GPA?"
"It's basically a score. That you need to sign."
"Oh ~ to judge whether I get into the team or not?"
"Yes, the cut is 6.5 out of 10, and the contract will differ with your score."
"Hmm."
"Haha. I know it's a bit hard. To explain again…"
"No, I understand."

Ho Yung decided to ask about something else.

"What if the score is less than 6.5?"
"Then you train at the academy and wait for the next opportunity. You've come all this way, you can't just go back!"
"Haha, of course!"

He began to understand the relationship between the youth team and the academy. 

"What's the personal judgement test?"
"Well. It judges whether you, Ho Yung, have the mental health to be able to cope with the youth team's training. You'll also want to learn Portuguese."
"Portuguese?"
"The personal test has a Portuguese test section."
"Ah…"

Nothing was truly easy. 

4 days later, there finally came the time to say goodbye. 
"Ho Yung, take care and keep in touch."
"Yes, don't worry, I'm a big boy now~"
"You talk like a big boy haha."

His son was his son, whether he was 20 or 40. A parent always saw their child as a child, no matter their age, so Hwang Sun naturally worried. 

"Ho Yung Wu, you can do this!"
"That's right!"
"I'm very proud of you."

Hi Sun couldn't seem to make herself walk away. She hugged Ho Yung tightly. 

"If you ever feel exhausted or bad, tell us."
"Yes."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."

Later that day.

It would have been understandable to spend the first few days lazily with the excuse of getting adjusted, but Ho Yung didn't waste any time. 

His parents were paying his living expenses so he couldn't afford to do that. 

Plus, he was going to attend grade 5 in a private primary school next month; it was vital that he learnt the language. It was lucky that he knew some Spanish from his mum. 

It helped a lot that Spanish and Portuguese were very similar.
Moreover, Maria Cho held classes for all the kids from foreign countries so Ho Yung was able to build his skills incredibly fast. 

He purposely didn't use Korean. 

From the morning to the afternoon, he was trained in the U9 (under 9) academy. 

Truthfully, the academy was not of a high standard. It was only a stage to build a foundation before entering officially. 

He entered the highest skill-level class but actually, it was a system designed that anyone with money could get into the academy. There were more Asian international students than Brazilian kids - that should say enough. 

This might have been why there were nearly no kids with skills. 

It could be taken as a warm-up for the entrance to the youth team?

The real thing started after getting into the U11 or U13, which were official teams belonging to San Paolo FC. 
The signing season was April, so he would wait for that deadline while training. 

Communication was hard but since the sport was played with the body, it was bearable. Every day, he returned home after sunset.

He wanted to kick the ball around alone into the night but there was a higher crime rate in Brazil than in Korea. The problem began there. 

He didn't have a phone or a roommate and it was incredibly lonely and frustrating to be alone in a room.

"I wish I could have a beer…"

After becoming independent, all his repressed urges came back.

'Ha. I need to make friends to learn the language quicker, too.'

Ho Yung's strength was in socialising. He hoped that he could communicate with body language and make some friends. 

'Let's just try it.'

That was his way of handling everything.
Squeak. 

"Oh!"

The moment he opened the door, he ran into her. 

Monica.

She smiled and waved.

"Hello."
"Um, hello. Are you…"

Ho Yung closed his mouth. He wished that he could speak more but actually speaking was a lot more difficult. 

'Did I forget?'

Language was a problem.

Ho Yung searched for anything to say at all and scratched his head. 

"Do you know how to speak Korean?"
"Huh?"
"No, I'm an idiot for asking."

It wasn't like K-pop was big yet so he would be lucky if she even knew where Korea was. There was no way that anyone would know Korean. 
"Wait."

Monica called him in a familiar language.

"Do you speak English?"
"Very little."
"What about Russian?"

He shook his head.

"Spanish?"
"Huh?"

Ho Yung got a flash of recognition in his eyes. 
"My mum used to live in Spain!"

He made his first friend that day. 

Her room was full of amazing smells. 

That was Ho Yung's review. Monica had invited him into her room. 

"So your dad is Brazilian, your mum is Russian-American and your grandma is Spanish?"
"Yeah, I was named by my grandma."
"That's amazing!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"

'How many races did she have in her…?'

Ho Yung truly felt how he was in a multicultural country. 

"How many languages do you speak?"
"Spanish, Portuguese, Russian, and English, but I don't speak every one of them fluently."
"Wow… you're that?"
"That?"
"Prodigy."

Monica's eyes sparkled as she looked at Ho Yung. 

[Monica Stoki]
Skills Possessed
Gymnastics prodigy (B)
Natural talent in linguistics
Centred body balance (B-)
Soft flexibility (C)

(A skill can be taken if the criteria are fulfilled.)
(Criteria 1: Converse 6000 minutes in a foreign language)
(Criteria 2:  Pass the certificate of proficiency in Brazilian Portuguese, CELPE- Bras)
(Criteria 3: Stretch together for 300 minutes)

'Talent in linguistics… tempting.'
You didn't absolutely need to have talent in linguistics to speak multiple languages but he had also seen the skill 'excellent sense of language (C)' in Maria. 

The criteria of speaking a foreign language made it a little difficult but he would be able to achieve it with his housemate, Monica, with some time. He just needed to slowly build it with Spanish even if it's frustrating. 

"Do you… learn a sport?"
"Yeah."
"Ah~"

Kids who were in homestay situations around here were mostly elite athletes.

"What do you learn?"
"Rhythmic gymnastics!"

Of course, the Russian heritage…!

"But aren't Russia and Spain famous for rhythmic gymnastics?"
"I was living in Rio de Janeiro with my family and I started it as a hobby. My coach told me I've got some talent, so I came here to learn it for free. If I do well here, they might let me train in Spain too."

He felt once again that this was the birthplace of Brazilian elite sports, Victoria Hashpe.

"Yeah. Even I can see that you have gymnastic skills."
"Hahah. You're a funny one."
"Yeah? Let's be good friends, Monica."
"Okay!"

Monica felt refreshed at Ho Yung's manners compared to boys his age. 

Time flowed fast.

He studied hard, trained hard, and developed his skills with fire and passion. One month was a breeze.

In February, he started at a school that was 10 minutes away by bus. Thanks to his open personality, he was able to make friends quickly.

There was the occasional racism and practical jokes, but all trouble was solved with soccer. 

Brazil was a soccer nation after all!

In Physical Education class, the students went outside to kick the ball around and Ho Yung drew eyes with his outstanding skills. The best part was that there was so much more time allowed for students to be outside than in Korea.

This also helped him develop his skills. 

However, the $7000 yearly school fees always stuck out in the corner of his mind. This motivated him to think about the future and focus on soccer.

Eat, soccer, eat, soccer. 

In the evening, Monica's tutoring. 

He had never lived as passionately and as busily as now. Every day was hard, but he thought about his future and his family. He stayed with sheer willpower. 

His loneliness was lessened by good friends, including Monica. 

It was April before he knew it.

It had only been 2 months but there had been a lot of changes in Ho Yung.
Even though his communication skills weren't perfect, he acquired 'rhythmical flexibility (C)' and 'quite showy footwork (C+)' and kept improving his skill set. 

On top of that, he achieved the beginner ranking in the CELPE-Bras test which he needed for his personal judgement. 

On the contrary, the world did not change.

The war in Iraq or natural disasters and other heavy events happened. There was nothing Ho Yung could do about it.

It was hard, but he focused on his future only.

Thursday, April 3rd, 2003; the day he had been waiting for. 

Bianca, the TSN Manager of the San Paolo FC youth team, spoke to Ho Yung who had just finished the entrance process.

"Ho Yung. Good job for your effort."
"Then…?"
"Congratulations, your GPA is a 9.13. Would you like to look at the contract?"

10-year-old Ho Yung, finally, had climbed his way to the front of a negotiating table. 

Months of effort and determination lead to this moment. He felt as if he could cry.

Woo Hoyoung has returned to the past and gained the ability to steal the abilities of others!

His goal is to now become the greatest soccer player to have ever existed.

"Man, you've become a doenjang doctor. How do you know such random stuff?"

Jongil became proud at Youngho's compliment.

"Dude, you need to study. I've been studying since I'm teaching Karajan about Korean fermented foods these days."

Sure enough, Karajan who had been listening to Jongil was putting her spoon in doenjang-jjigae. Jongil had been putting a lot of effort to make Karajan like Korean food. Living with foreigners needed effort due to the cultural differences. Youngho was the same. Whenever he missed Korean food, he just had to satisfy himself with instant ramen and kimchi. However, it changed after Insoo's parents moved to the farm. Insoo's mom felt bad for Youngho, who had not been eating well, so she had been providing meals for the farm family. Even though something like doenjang-jjigae could not be on the table often since the siblings hated the smell, she made it for special occasions like the barbecue party today.

"Mother, do you need more doenjang? Should I tell Yunush to send some more from Korea?"

"No, you don't need to go through the trouble. I brought enough for this year, and father had just planted beans in the garden. We'll be able to make our own deonjang next year."

"Mother, I'll get to see how doenjang is made because you're here."

"Phew, how did you manage to live here if you missed Korean food that much?"

"Mother, there are a hundred Koreans living scattered around Azerbaijan; you've got to make some more so we can provide doenjang under Zeynep Farm's name."

"Of course. There's not much I can do here but I'll cook a plenty of Korean food for you. All you guys need to do is stay healthy."

There were benefits that Youngho could enjoy while having elders in the farm. Insoo's parents were generous, since they had lived in a small rural town in Korea.

"Insoo. You've got to learn the Azerbaijani language and take your fiancé and parents for trips."

"Hey, I'm still busy learning English. You think I'd have time to learn Azerbaijani?"

"Study during the night, man. Don't just cuddle with your fiancé all night."

At Jongil's joke, Youngho slapped his back with full force. Jongil acted exaggeratedly, like he was dying in pain. Youngho stopped him because even though he said this in Korean, Karajan and Fatima could understand some Korean since they had been studying the language. Everybody laughed, including Szechenyi, which meant that they all understood.

The night of May was getting deeper.


***


Yaniv contacted Youngho with good news. He had received the approval of President Putin. The mission could only succeed with Russia's cooperation and President Putin thought it was a great opportunity to raise Russia's voice to Azerbaijan. Yaniv laughed, saying he was complimented by the president.

After hanging up the phone, Youngho immediately called Michael. Now that Azerbaijan's side was ready, they needed to let the other camp, the Armenian government, know. The place of the battle would be picked by Armenia.

The fake battle would work the same way as Pakistan and India's battles. To maintain the tension of the war, they would often fire cannonballs into each other's camp. Without making many casualties, they had been doing the same thing over and over for years. It was neither for a battle nor for a provocation. It was almost like a ceremony to show that they were still at war. Now, Armenian and Azerbaijan would be having a similar ceremony soon too at the borderline.

A few days later, a TV anchor was broadcasting the two countries colliding again. The camera showed exchanges of cannonballs and explosions, but no casualty list was reported. The people of Baku were somewhat stirred, but they were also relieved that the war was not expanding any further. The government also issued a statement that the frontline was stabilized and reassured the people to go back to work.
Michael, the director of the CIA's European chapter, called Youngho in excitement and said that the mission was a success. He promised Youngho a reward bonus since Youngho was the one who made it all possible.

From Panama, Edward also called Youngho to thank him. Although he still felt bitter toward his people, he was relieved that the war had not expanded. The situation of Nagorno-Karabakh was also getting better. At the borderline, they bought whatever they needed to continue to live on.

Because Youngho had been busy for the CIA's work, he called Mustafa in Turkey to buy grape plants for the new farm that he bought from Charles Wine Company. Knowing that Youngho had been working for Armenians, Mustafa gladly helped Youngho and did not forget to say to help more Armenians. He was pathetically patriotic. Armenians living outside the land supported the country unconditionally, but the government was putting up a show now to keep the support.

Youngho loved the Armenians' pure and compassionate attitudes, but he despised their politicians. He wondered where all the money remitted from overseas were used for. Of course, they would use the funds for strengthening their army, but the gap between the rich and the poor in Armenia was unbelievable. Youngho had seen so many luxury brands in the downtowns of Armenia, which generated the national income worth half of Azerbaijan's. It did not make sense when poor people were dying in poverty.


***


Yaniv from Volgograd visited Baku.

He came to oversee the construction of pipelines for oil production at the request of the Azerbaijani government. The deal for investment was already sealed, and he came to Baku to meet President Aliyev and give him a little gift. He was also recognized for his role behind the current mission, so President Aliyev also started looking at him highly.

Youngho was invited as well to the presidential palace because of Yaniv's recommendation. Although Yaniv could not say that Youngho was part of the mission, he could inform the president that Youngho was a great business partner and provider of wine. Yaniv complimented Youngho in front of President Aliyev. It was Youngho's third time meeting the president.

Now that he had a meal with the president, his status is Azerbaijan was lifted even higher. Policemen on the road even saluted Youngho when they saw Youngho's car. Korean corporations that made a foray into Azerbaijan were even being benefited by Youngho unwarily. Korean ambassadors in Korean embassy of Baku often came to Youngho to discuss the difficulties that Korean construction companies and corporations faced in Baku. If he could help solve the problems, Youngho called officials he knew to request resolutions to the problems, and they often granted his requests. Youngho tried his best to help Korean companies since he felt bad that Korea could only survive when businessmen worked hard enduring difficulties they faced in foreign lands. Therefore, Korean corporations usually sent presents to Youngho's farm in appreciation for his help.

Many of them also came to build great relations with Youngho because he was known to be a successful businessman in Baku, who even met the president personally multiple times. They were busy flattering Youngho. When they left the farm, Youngho did not forget to fill their cars with gifts of Korean foods and farm products because Youngho did not want to hear that he acted high and mighty to people for his high status in Azerbaijan.

Many representatives of Korean corporations visited Youngho's farm, and a lot of times, they had meals together with the visitors. Cha Insoo's mom and dad welcomed them because she liked hosting and sharing foods. They treated the guests as if they were their own children.

Moreover, they started learning Azerbaijani from the siblings. Every evening, the conference room in the management quarters got loud with their language class. Even nearing their sixties, their enthusiasm to learn the language was great. It seemed that they were frustrated with not being able to communicate with the farmers working on the farm. 

Since Cha Insoo was wholly focusing on the farm work, Youngho could move around freely without worrying about the business if needed.

Regarding Russian matters, Sergey often called Youngho to discuss any issues going around the nation. It was because he trusted Youngho's business insights. He asked for advice to see if he could make money out of different situations. Youngho also asked him to tell even any small piece of information for his business, but he was actually collecting money for the CIA. The quality of Youngho's information was great since he was meeting many high officials. The director, who was now promoted to chief manager, was a good information source for the Azerbaijani government's directions.

Now that Youngho had saved some money from distributing wine, he paid off the mortgage on the Charles company's farm early. He also planned to buy more oak tanks since he would be earning three million dollars from this year's profits. Youngho had not expected that he would make this much money from the farm when he started. After all, the spontaneous decision to install the wine production facility because of the Charles company's unethical business manner was beneficial to his farm.
This year, Youngho would be planting seedlings on the former Charles company's farm and it would make him even more money next year as he could produce double amount of wine. He decided to hire more local people for the farm for the expansion of the business. Also, if he hired more local people, he would have more influence and power in the Azerbaijani government.

However, Youngho's hasty actions were becoming another cause for other tradesmen's wrath. It was a mistake to have forgotten Baku's tradesmen's manners.

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

If you don't know some of these kpop idols feel free to search because I cannot put pictures in. (I will put which kpop group they're from.)

Kim Family

-Smart
-Beautiful/Handsome 
-Rich

Y/N

Full Name: Kim Y/N
Age: 22 years old ( 24 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Dec. 23, 1996
Siblings: Kim Ji Soo, Kim Seok Jin, Kim Tae Hyung
Bestfriends: Park Chaeyoung (Rose), Im Nayeon (Nayeon), and Jeon Jung Kook (Jungkook)
Relationship Status: Single
Languages she can speak: English, Korean, and a bit of Japanese and Chinese
Birthplace: Seoul, South Korea
Lives in: Australia
About:
Badass and Hardheaded
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
Lived in Australia for 5 years already
Graduated last year (2018)
Doesn't want to fall in love
Nice to others when others are nice to her
Youngest at their family

Blackpink Jisoo (as the older sister of Y/N)

Full Name: Kim Ji Soo
Age: 24 years old ( 25 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Jan. 3, 1995
Siblings: Kim Y/N, Kim Seok Jin, and Kim Tae Hyung
Bestfriends: Kim So Jung (Sowon) and Kang Seul Gi ( Seulgi)
Relationship Status: Married (Forced)
Languages she can speak: Korean, Japanese and basic Chinese
Birthplace: Seoul, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea
About:
Fun to be with and Kind
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
Graduated at 2017
2nd oldest / 3 youngest at their family

BTS Jin (as the older brother of Y/N)

Full Name: Kim Seok JinAge: 26 years old (28 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Dec. 4, 1992
Siblings: Kim Y/N, Kim Ji Soo, and Kim Tae Hyung
Bestfriends: Park Jimin (Jimin), Park Jin Young (Jinyoung), Min Yoongi (Suga)
Relationship Status: Has a girlfriend (Kim Jennie)
Languages he can speak: Korean, Chinese (Mandarin), and Basic English
Birthplace: Gwacheon, Gyeonggi-do, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea
About:
Funny and Very Handsome (Worldwide Handsome)
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
Will take over the company when their parents passes away
Graduated at 2015
Oldest at their family

BTS Taehyung / V (as the other older brother of Y/N)

Full Name: Kim Tae Hyung
Age: 23 years old (25 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Dec. 30, 1995
Siblings: Kim Y/N, Kim Ji Soo, Kim Seok Jin
Bestfriends: Jung Hoseok (J-Hope), Park Jimin (Jimin) and Kim Namjoon (Namjoon/RM)
Relationship Status: Has a girlfriend (Lalisa Manoban/Lisa)
Languages he can speak: Korean and Japanese
Birthplace: Daegu, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea
About:
Cute and Cool
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
Graduated at 2017
2 youngest / 3 oldest in their family

Park Family:
-Rich
-Pretty/Handsome 
-Smart (but Kim family is smarter)

GOT7 Jinyoung (as the husband of Jisoo/the older brother of Jimin and Rose)

Full Name: Park Jin Young
Age: 24 years old (26 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Sept. 22, 1994
Siblings: Park Jimin and Park Chaeyoung
Bestfriend: Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam (Bambam) and Kim Seok Jin (Jin)
Relationship Status: Married (Forced)
Language he speaks: Korean, Japanese, and English
Birthplace: Jinhae-gu, Changwon city, Gyeongsangnam-do, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea
About:
Kind, but Over protective
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
They work with the Kim Family that's why he was forced to marry Jisoo
Graduated at 2016
Oldest in their family

BTS Jimin (As the older brother of Rose/Younger brother of Jinyoung)

Full Name: Park Jimin
Age: 23 years old(25 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Oct. 13, 1995
Siblings: Park Jinyoung and Park Chaeyoung
Bestfriend: Kim Seok Jin (Jin), Kim Tae Hyung (V/Taehyung) and Choi Beom Gyu (Beomgyu)
Relationship Status: Single
Language he speaks:
Birthplace:
Lives in: Australia
About:
Player but kind and cute(for some flipping reason)
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
They work with the Kim family
Graduated at 2017
Middle child in the family

Blackpink Rose (As the bestfriend of Y/N/ The younger sister of Jimin and Jinyoung)

Full Name: Park Chaeyoung
Age: 22
Birthday: Feb. 11, 1997
Siblings: Park Jin Young and Park Jimin
Bestfriend: Kim Y/N and Im Nayeon
Relationship Status:
Language she can speak:
Birthplace: New Zealand
Lives in: Australia
About:
Funny and Adorable
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Their company is one of the biggest and richest company in South Korea
They work with the Kim family
Graduated this year (2019)

Others (Bestfriends / Relationship):

Bestfriends:

Y/N - TWICE Nayeon 

Full Name: Im Nayeon
Age: 23 years old (25 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Sept. 22, 1995
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Kim Y/N (Y/N) and Park Chaeyoung (Rose)
Relationship Status: Single
Language she can speak: Korean, Japanese and English
Birthplace: Sangil-dong, Seoul, South Korea
Lives in: Australia
About:
Bubbly and Badass
Very rich because of her parents company in South Korea
Graduated at 2017

Jisoo - GFriend Sowon

Full Name: Kim So Jung
Age: 23 years old (25 in Korea maybe.)
Birthday: Dec. 7, 1995
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Kim Jisoo (Jisoo) and Kang Seul Gi (Seulgi)
Relationship Status: Has a boyfriend
Language she can speak: Korean and Japanese 
Birthplace: Seoul, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

Jisoo - Red Velvet Seulgi

Full Name: Kang Seul Gi
Age: 25 years old (26 in Korea ye?)
Birthday: Feb. 10, 1994
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Kim Ji Soo (Jisoo) and Kim So Jung (Sowon)
Relationship Status: Single
Language she can speak:
Birthplace: Ansan, Gyeonggi-do, South Korea.
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

Jin - BTS Suga

Full Name: Min Yoongi
Age: 26 years old (27 in Korea right?)
Birthday: Mar. 9, 1993
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Kim Seok Jin (Jin) and Jeon Jungkook (Jungkook)
Relationship Status: Single
Language he can speak: Korean, Japanese and English
Birthplace: Buk-gu, Daegu, South Korea.
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

V - BTS Jhope

Full Name: Jung Hoseok
Age: 25 (26 in Korea)
Birthday: Feb. 18, 1994
Siblings: Jung Jae Hyun (Jaehyun)
Bestfriend: Kim Taehyung (V/Taehyung) and Kim Namjoon (Namjoon/RM)
Relationship Status: Single
Language he can speak: 
Birthplace: Gwangju, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea 

V - BTS RM

Full Name: Kim Namjoon
Age: 24 years old (26 in Korea)
Birthday: Sept. 12, 1994
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Kim Taehyung (V/Taehyung) and Jung Hoseok (J-Hope)
Relationship Status: Single
Language she can speak: 
Birthplace: Ilsan, Gyeonggi-d
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea 

Jinyoung - GOT7 Bambam

Full Name: Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam 
Age: 22 years old (23 in Korea)
Birthday: May 2, 1997
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Park Jin Young (Jin Young) and Lalisa Manoban (Lisa)
Relationship Status:
Language she can speak:
Birthplace: Bangkok, Thailand
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

Jimin - TXT Beomgyu

Full Name: Choi Beom Gyu
Age: 18 years old (19 in Korea)
Birthday: Mar. 13, 2001
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Park Jimin (Jimin)
Relationship Status: Single
Language he can speak: English and Korean
Birthplace: Daegu, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

Relationships

Jisoo x Jinyoung

About:

Since Kim family and Park family worked together, Jisoo and Jinyoung was forced to get married in order to finish the contract the families had to sign. Jisoo and Jinyoung got married last year (2018) at first Jisoo didn't like the idea nor did Jinyoung, but they had to accept it. After a year of being together they realized they both grew a bond and became closer to each other. The contract was going to end when their parents passed away or when Jin takes over his parent's company, but since they both grew a huge bond they decided to really get married, not forced but true love marriage. Their wedding would be on June 12. 

Jin x Blackpink Jennie

Jennie

Full Name: Kim Jennie
Age: 23 years old (24 in Korea)
Birthday: Jan. 23, 1996
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Jung Ye Rin (Yerin) and Lalisa Manoban (Lisa)
Relationship Status: Has a boyfriend (Kim Seok Jin)
Language she can speak: Korean, Japanese and English
Birthplace: Anyang, a city in the province of Gyeonggi, South Korea
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

About:

The two have been dating for two years already. They met at a cafe when Jennie accidentaly spilled coffee on Jin's new hoodie. After that, they both started hanging out and ended up dating.

Taehyung x Blackpink Lisa

Full Name: Lalisa Manoban (I ain't using the Thai version of her name if ya'll know what I mean)
Age: 22 years old (23 in Korea)
Birthday: Mar. 27, 1997
Siblings: --
Bestfriend: Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam (Bambam) and Kim Jennie (Jennie)
Relationship Status: Has a boyfriend (Kim Tae Hyung)
Language she can speak: Korean, Thai Japanese and English
Birthplace: 
Lives in: Seoul, South Korea

About:

The two have been dating for 4 and a half years already and Tae Hyung is already planning to ask her to marry him next year! They both met when they we're at a library and Lisa was trying to get a particular book she wanted but couldn't reach so Taehyung helped her and chatted a bit. After that, they became bestfriends and dated.

A/N:
Whew! This chapter well not really chapter. Okay rephrase! This character introduction was long (took me about afternoon till night since I didn't have wifi so I had to use data and I suffered and now it's past my bedtime, but like who cares!) Anyway, hope ya'll won't be confused on who is who now. Any questions or suggestions? FEEL FREE TO ASK! See ya at the next chapteeeer...!

Along the way, there were so many people, but no one felt that this was anything strange. Everyone took the initiative to give up their seats. Some people even mistakenly thought that Yan ru was sick or something, and even gave Dongfang Mo a thumbs up.
Yan Ru was almost angered to death. She gritted her teeth in hatred. When she saw good people, she could not help but shout for help. In a moment of desperation, she used Korean again. The others in the elevator could not understand at all, so no one came forward They still looked at her with a smile on their faces.
Dongfang Mo immediately explained to everyone in French. After listening to his explanation, everyone looked at Yan ru with sympathetic eyes, and then looked at Dongfang Mo with pity, pity, and admiration.
Yan Ru did not know what kind of bird language Dongfang Mo spoke to these French people, because she did not speak French. Only the languages that she did not understand were classified as bird language.
She knew three languages, Chinese, Korean, and English. She only learned Korean when she went to Korea. That was because she had to integrate into that city. She had to learn it.
Yan Ru had no choice but to ask for help. She could only be carried out of the elevator by Dongfang Mo and walked towards his presidential suite.
"Dongfang Mo, what did you say to those French people just now? Why aren't they willing to save me? " Yan Ru shouted angrily Fortunately, she had already spoken Chinese because she was angry. In fact, she did not know that Dongfang Mo could understand Korean.
"They didn't say anything? " Dongfang Mo responded to her words this time He said indifferently, "I just told them that you're not in a normal state of mind. I just picked you up from the mental hospital and told them to keep a distance from you so that they wouldn't be accidentally injured by the mental patient. "
When Yan ru heard this, she almost couldn't catch her breath. This d * Mn Dongfang Mo, what the F * CK! He was the one who was crazy, the one who was mentally deranged!
Dongfang MO completely ignored Yan ru's feelings and killing gaze. After the assistant at the back helped open the door, he lifted his leg slightly and kicked the door open. Then, he carried Yan ru and walked in Then, he threw Yan ru heavily onto the SOFA.
"Dongfang Mo, what are you trying to do? " Yan Ru jumped off the SOFA and glared at Dongfang Mo with her clear eyes.
If looks could kill, she would have killed the devil, Dongfang Mo, because he was not human at all.
"What are you trying to do? " Dongfang Mo frowned slightly when he heard her. At the same time, he took off his clothes that were wrinkled from hugging her and threw them on the SOFA As he tidied up his sleeves, he said coldly, "Xi Muru, I think I asked you when I first met you? Where's my child? "
"Child? " Yan Ru was completely stunned. Then, she took two steps back and stared at him with wide eyes, as if she was looking at a monster.
She had long heard that some people had no bottom line when it came to BT. She did not really believe this sentence in the past, but now she did. With Dongfang Mo's extremely shameless question, she knew that this person was not an ordinary BT person. He was indeed extremely BT.
Child His Child Did he feel that there was something wrong with his question?
Would she have a child with him He was a eunuch, and every time he used a simulator with her, could it be that the simulator could make a woman pregnant?

Five years ago, she replaced her twin sister to marry him who was burned beyond recognition and even became a eunuch. Five years later, when they met again, he pressed her against the wall in the corner A low voice sounded with doubt. "Is your daughter mine? " The corners of her mouth curled into a sneer. "Are you sure you have the ability to do that? " His originally cold face instantly turned into the darkness before the storm His voice was fierce and low as he growled, "woman, you are challenging me! "

"Wow, Haley is that you?" Jason looked up seemingly excited. 

I smiled widely and ran up to hug him. He's 6'0 so it made hugging him difficult but I didn't mind. 

He smiled at me as well and hugged me tightly. His arms seemed longer than they use to. He could easily engulf me in his arms. His smell brought me back to the old days. The comforting smell that only he could hold. 

Memories flashed into my mind and I was taken to the day before my 18th birthday. Just after Zhang Yong left.

.....

At this point Jason and I weren't very close as he had just transferred from Korea and couldn't speak chinese. But I had always loved to learn languages so I already knew korean, english, mandarin, cantonese, and japanese by then.

I was crying on the rooftop of my high school. Sulking over the fact that Zhang Yong left me all alone. I can still remember the day clearly.It was February so it was a bit chilly but honestly I didn't mind. The skies were clear despite the recent blizzard. It would've been a perfect day in my book since I like it to be slightly colder than warmer. 

Since no one except outcasts from dramas come up to the rooftop I decided it would be a prefect place. Not because I wanted to jump off or anything I wasn't that dumb. 

I heard rustling behind me and a kid with black hair and blue eyes walked up to me. I looked up at him and could easily tell he was Asian/American. He looked at me for a while before I spoke. 

I wiped my tears and stood up. As I was always tall it shocked me a bit that he was taller than me. Not many people were so he must be new. 

"What do you want. Never seen a pretty girl cry?" 

I walked away angry. I wasn't actually mad at him. I was just reflecting my anger on to him. 

He grabbed my wrist and turned me around (as a classic male lead would). As I was about to yell at him. He suddenly hugged me. My face was buried in his chest so I couldn't speak and since he was holding my head and upper back I couldn't move away. 

To be honest though I didn't want to. It was the first time I had felt safe. I wanted to feel okay and I felt that. 

I cried in his embrace and he just held me while gently stroking my head. 

When the bell rang and I stopped crying he pulled back. 

"괜찮아?"(Are you okay?), he seemed to realize he was speaking in the wrong language and tried to say the same phrase but in mandarin. 

He looked utterly confused. I laughed a little a replied in korean. 

"Yes, thank you.", he just looked back at me and smiled. 

Not shocked about the fact that I could speak korean. 

...

I came back to reality after thinking about the first encounter with my one and only best friend. 

He moved away 2 years after that day to study in the U.S. We didn't get to stay in contact but he's one of the few people I knew would come back. 

I looked back up at him after pulling away from the hug. There was a lot I had to tell him about.

Sure he’s controlling, a narcissist, and highly annoying. But he’s also the biggest typhoon in all of asia. And she is now his new assistant. Will she be able to survive the job no one else could? Will she learn the truth about her and her bosses back story? Will she be able to forget her first love for the man who has loved her for years?

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