บท 257: Death from North Korea (4)

Having heard that, the king swallowed the remaining potato piece, with a smile in his eyes.

"Um, don't eat this potato. It's not boiled enough. Who boiled it?"

Then, he rolled up his sleeves. He sprang to his feet and looked down at Sungwoo.

"Sure, I also want to be recognized as a landlord by the strong man in this neighborhood. Someone knows more about the North Korean Lich. I'll take you to that person."

"Alright."

Sungwoo didn't know that he would join hands with the monster like this, but he came to trust the king for some reason.

'This guy is different. It looks like he is not a monster.'

Sungwoo's party stood up. It was time for them to get information about the North Korean Lich and respond to the new mainstream.

"Come on, let's go."

"Man, you won't give me a break? Okay, let's go!"

Games always offered a sudden challenge, and Sungwoo's party knew how to face it.