“L-Lord…”
Park Hyun-gun’s mind went blank.
Whether he was being stabbed with a sword, having his bones broken, or being beaten by Lomon — he had never once stopped thinking.
That was the power of his unique skill, **[Power of Prestige and Fame]**, which allowed him to lie in any situation.
But even Park Hyun-gun could do nothing now but gape like a goldfish.
This situation was just that baffling.
“Calling him disgusting… isn’t that a bit harsh for someone who was your trusted aide?”
“Did you not want an honest assessment?”
“Well, I suppose that’s true.”
Lomon chuckled as he teased him, while Lee Cheon-gi dismissed the comment calmly.
Looking at the two men standing before him, Park Hyun-gun was utterly devastated.
‘How…?’
As far as Park Hyun-gun knew, these two were in an absolutely incompatible relationship.
Lee Cheon-gi had tried to get rid of Lomon, who was an obstacle to him becoming an absolute being, and Lomon had gone so far as to stage a hostage situation to lure Lee Cheon-gi out.
Yet, not only were they standing side by side, they were even conversing nonchalantly.
Park Hyun-gun was so stunned his eyes felt like they might pop out of his head.
“What, are you surprised? That this guy and I are both alive?”
As if noticing his bewilderment, Lomon asked with a smirk, but Park Hyun-gun couldn’t offer an answer.
His pupils simply trembled in total confusion.
Lomon gave a short laugh.
“To be honest, I did intend to kill him.”
Originally, Lee Cheon-gi was merely a target for Lomon to contemplate how painfully he should die.
There was no reason to keep him alive.
“But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered if this guy was really the one I should be collecting the blood debt from.”
After interrogating the dying Lee Cheon-gi, Lomon had been forced to reconsider.
He realized Lee Cheon-gi was merely a puppet, and there was a separate mastermind pulling the strings.
Lomon thought coldly about whether he should kill the only clue he had without knowing who the real culprit was.
Then, he made a decision.
“So, I decided to postpone killing him for now. At least until I find the person I actually need to collect the debt from.”
It was a truly absurd thought.
It was a notion one could only have if they treated Lee Cheon-gi’s life like a pebble in their pocket.
However, Lee Cheon-gi’s reaction was composed.
It was as if it were only natural that Lomon could kill him whenever he wished, so there was no need to be agitated.
‘T-This is insane…!’
Park Hyun-gun let out an involuntary groan.
Having served Lee Cheon-gi for a long time, Park knew exactly how much pride the man had.
To see the Infinite Lord accept such words so calmly was utterly unbelievable.
Yet, amidst that disbelief, Park Hyun-gun felt several questions being resolved.
How Lomon got here.
Why the guild members weren’t coming.
How he found his bank accounts.
Why Seo Yong-chan had confessed everything.
Those were things that might have been difficult for Lomon, but they were incredibly simple tasks for Lee Cheon-gi.
And that meant only one thing.
It meant Lee Cheon-gi was now intimately aware of every bit of the corruption Lomon had exposed.
“Lord, this is a misunderstanding!”
“A misunderstanding…”
Even in a state of near-panic, Park Hyun-gun instinctively tried to pile on excuses.
But Lee Cheon-gi did not listen.
He simply asked a quiet question.
“Are you saying it was all a misunderstanding — that I embezzled guild funds and instructed you to use children from the orphanage as hostages?”
“T-That is…”
“Director Park.”
Lee Cheon-gi cut him off.
Then, he spoke in a voice so cold it felt like his heart would freeze.
“Don’t say another word. It feels like my ears are rotting.”
“…!”
Lee Cheon-gi showed blatant contempt in his normally calm eyes, looking as if even seeing Park’s face was nauseating.
Park Hyun-gun’s face contorted.
He realized it all now.
He knew that lies were useless.
He knew Lee Cheon-gi would never trust him again.
He knew his position in the Infinity Guild was over.
It was, of course, a natural result.
No matter how powerful **[Power of Prestige and Fame]** was as a unique skill, it couldn’t turn every lie into truth.
How could he possibly persuade Lee Cheon-gi after the man had discovered every trick he had pulled and heard him trying to pin the blame on his boss?
If that were possible, he would have been called the eleventh Lord already.
Furthermore, Lee Cheon-gi was a man who did not tolerate flaws.
He was someone who would discard those who failed to produce the best results even when they did their best; there was no way he would forgive Park Hyun-gun for such a pathetic display.
Knowing that fact better than anyone, Park Hyun-gun froze as Lee Cheon-gi delivered the final ultimatum.
“You are fired.”
Without disappointment, hesitation, or regret.
Just like throwing away a piece of trash, Lee Cheon-gi coldly notified him of his termination.
Upon hearing those words, Park Hyun-gun felt something snap inside his head.
‘Fired? You’re kicking me out? From the Infinity Guild? Me?’
The despair of losing everything.
The frustration of being fired from the guild that had been his entire life.
As those feelings merged with his rage toward Lomon and Lee Cheon-gi for backing him into a corner, his vision turned bright red.
At that moment, Park Hyun-gun swung his fist with a scream.
“Aaaaaah!”
*Crunch!*
Perhaps because he moved forcefully while the sword was still lodged in his shoulder, a horrifying sound of crushing bone rang out alongside excruciating pain.
But he didn’t care.
He merely used the gap created when Lomon stepped back to avoid the fist to wrench his shoulder off the blade and scream desperately.
“While you were playing around in dungeons, I was the one who grew the Infinity Guild to this point! There isn’t a single part of this guild that my hands haven’t touched!”
He had worked for the Infinity Guild since its very early days, before Lee Cheon-gi was even called a Lord.
While other guild members were wandering through dungeons, obsessed only with leveling up, he had taken charge of everything related to running the guild.
He organized the structure, created connections with politicians, secured distribution networks for dungeon byproducts, and recruited new talent.
That was why he took pride in it.
He believed the Infinity Guild was able to become one of the Top Ten Guilds because of his efforts.
And he believed that because it had grown this much thanks to him, the Infinity Guild was essentially his.
“And you’re going to kick me out for something like this? You, a bastard who only became a Lord thanks to a cheat skill you got by luck!”
Park Hyun-gun gnashed his teeth.
If he had a cheat skill like **[Ability Copy]**, he could have grown the Infinity Guild several times larger than it was now.
And yet, for someone like Lee Cheon-gi — who did nothing but act as a figurehead while clearing dungeons and didn’t give a damn about running the guild — to fire him…
How could there be such an ungrateful act!?
That was why Park Hyun-gun, his rationality evaporated by rage, decided to use his last resort.
“Since it’s come to this, I’ll kill you all!”
It was a truly insane statement.
It was a suicidal act to attempt against Lee Cheon-gi, known as the Infinite Lord, and Lomon, who had defeated even him.
But Park Hyun-gun had something to rely on.
**[Probability of the lie being accepted when borrowing the target’s name: 76%]**
**[Credibility has met the minimum requirement.]**
**[Unique Skill False Name activated.]**
**[For 152 minutes, all skills and statistics of Lee Cheon-gi will be forged and used at 76%.]**
**[However, the correction degree of Power of Prestige and Fame attached to lies borrowing the target’s name will be reset after use.]**
“Hmm…?”
With the system message, Lee Cheon-gi made a strange expression as he felt the strength suddenly drain from his body.
Looking at him, Park Hyun-gun wore a murderous expression.
“It’s too late for regrets, Lee Cheon-gi! Now that you’ve forced me to use this skill, you will surely die by my hand!”
“…I see. So you were hiding a skill like this.”
**[False Name]**.
That was Park Hyun-gun’s final move.
It was a derivative skill of **[Power of Prestige and Fame]** that even deceived the Constellation the opponent had contracted with, allowing the user to intercept and use their skills and blessings.
Of course, the forged skills had reduced effectiveness and could only be used for a limited time.
However, the fact that even unique skills could be copied, and the opponent was weakened as their protection was stolen, made the effect absolute.
Currently, Lee Cheon-gi could only perform at 24% of his original strength, while Park could use forged abilities up to 76% of Lee Cheon-gi’s power.
Based on the difference in statistics alone, it was a three times gap.
Right now, he could kill someone like Lee Cheon-gi in an instant.
The problem was Lomon, but Park Hyun-gun wasn’t worried about him either.
‘There’s no way a mere Sword Master can be my opponent!’
He could tell from the conversation so far that Lomon had defeated Lee Cheon-gi.
But he believed that was only because Lee Cheon-gi had been an idiot who couldn’t handle his skills properly.
With 76% of Lee Cheon-gi’s original power, he was confident he could toy with an outdated relic like Lomon as much as he wanted.
It should have been impossible to lose to a commoner when one possessed thousands of skills.
“You’re first, Lomon Aspelder!”
Thus, Park Hyun-gun targeted Lomon first.
He wanted to prove how incompetent Lee Cheon-gi was and humiliate him by defeating Lomon.
“Die—”
*Slash.*
But before he could even use a skill, Park Hyun-gun froze.
His right hand, which he had reached forward to use an attack skill, was already rolling on the floor, severed cleanly from the wrist.
“Aaaaaah!”
“Didn’t I tell you?”
Lomon, the one who had cut off Park’s hand, let his sword hang low as blood dripped from it.
Then, looking at Park Hyun-gun as he screamed while clutching his empty wrist, Lomon continued in a chilling voice.
“Don’t call my name so casually, you piece of shit.”
“Y-You outdated relic, using such cowardly tactics…!”
“Cowardly?”
To call it cowardly to attack suddenly — Lomon looked at the fuming Park Hyun-gun with an incredulous expression.
Then, he spoke sharply.
“Don’t get it twisted, kid. I didn’t come here to play at dueling with you. I came to beat you to death.”
If you want a fight that starts with a ‘ready, set, go,’ go become a professional athlete.
Lomon was blatantly sarcastic.
Park Hyun-gun glared at him with bloodshot eyes.
“Don’t act so smug just because you landed a hit while I let my guard down!”
“I’m not being smug. Didn’t it occur to you that you’re the idiot for letting your guard down in front of an enemy?”
“You son of a bitch…!”
Park Hyun-gun gnashed his teeth at Lomon’s mockery.
This time, he prepared his skills while radiating pure murderous intent.
‘I’ll kill you. I’ll definitely kill you!’
He would block the pain and regenerate his right hand with healing skills like **[Regeneration]**, **[Super Regeneration]**, **[Combat Recovery]**, and **[Pain Paralysis]**.
He would enhance his physical abilities to the limit with buff skills like **[Super Acceleration]**, **[Super Sense]**, and **[Giant’s Strength]**.
He would predict the future and find openings with skills like **[High-Speed Thought]**, **[Precognition]**, and **[Weakness Detection]**.
All that remained was to pour hundreds of attack skills into that gap all at once!
He believed he had only been caught off guard earlier because he hadn’t activated his skills.
In a proper fight, he was certain he could blow away someone like Lomon, who wasn’t even a Player, in the blink of an eye.
Convinced of this, Park Hyun-gun activated all his skills at once.
As the massive power from dozens of skills surged into his body and mind, he was swept away by a sense of omnipotence, feeling as if he could do anything.
*Splat!*
“Guh-ack?!”
From his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth — blood erupted from all seven orifices.
Watching Park Hyun-gun collapse and twitch on the floor, Lomon blinked blankly.
“…What are you? Why did you just fall over on your own?”