Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant-Chapter 191

Blood sprayed into the air.

Without hesitation, Su-ho pulled out the Guiyeong Spear and drove it into Song Kang-cheon’s shadow.

[ Shadow Binding activated. ]

[ Shadow Bleeding activated. ]

Notifications popped up in his vision.

Song Kang-cheon froze in place, completely immobilized.

Su-ho tilted his head.

"What’s wrong? You came here to have fun? Why do you all look so surprised?"

These idiots.

This wasn’t some friendly spar.

Why were they standing around in shock like this?

Su-ho reached out and struck Song Kang-cheon’s pressure points, rendering him completely immobile. Then, he turned toward the stunned subordinates and gestured.

"One of you, come here."

They exchanged nervous glances.

Sigh.

Why did people always make him repeat himself?

Su-ho spoke again.

"Whoever helps me first gets off easy. First come, first served."

The fastest thinker among them instantly ran over.

"I-I’ll help!"

"Smart guy. What’s your name?"

"Kim Hyun-seok."

"Alright, Hyun-seok. I just subdued both Song brothers, and all of you have lost your will to fight, correct?"

"Yes...?"

"Good. That means all that’s left is confiscating the smuggled goods and rounding up those Japanese bastards over there. Since Raid and Inagawa are blood brothers, you should know exactly who those people are, right?"

"Yes...?"

"Great. So, where are the goods for today’s deal?"

Hyun-seok hesitated before pointing at Song Kang-cheon.

"They’re in the boss’s inventory."

"...Seriously?"

What a hassle.

Of course, keeping everything in an inventory was the most secure method for a smuggler.

Unless someone had a special item or skill, there was no way to access another person’s inventory.

Su-ho sighed.

"Got any paper and a pen?"

"Uh... no, but I can find some."

"Good. In the meantime, start writing down the names of every Inagawa member here. It'll make things easier later."

"Understood!"

"Efficient. You’ll do well in society."

"Thank you, sir!"

"What are you thanking me for? By the way, who's their leader?"

"That would be Suiru."

Suiru.

Su-ho had no idea what that name meant, but it sounded stupid.

He patted Hyun-seok on the shoulder and approached the Inagawa guild members.

There were eight of them—clearly chosen to match Raid’s numbers.

Su-ho walked straight to the man sitting alone at the table.

If he was drinking alone, he was probably the leader.

Taking a seat across from him, Su-ho picked up a bottle of soju and gestured toward the man’s empty glass.

"In Japan, isn’t it considered rude to leave a glass empty?"

"......You speak Japanese?"

"Yeah. My work required me to learn a few foreign languages."

Unsurprisingly, Su-ho was fluent.

During his time in the Special Division, he had frequently traveled overseas. He couldn’t always rely on interpreters, so he had been forced to study foreign languages himself.

There were interpreter-type items available, but they had only been discovered later in the Great Cataclysm.

As a result, Su-ho had learned to read and write Japanese, English, Chinese, and Russian.

He continued.

"Are you not going to take the drink?"

"Haha, sure. Why not?"

Suiru accepted the drink and downed it.

Then, he reached for the bottle to pour one for Su-ho in return.

Su-ho waved a hand.

"Ah, I’ll pass. I’m on duty right now."

"On duty? Hahaha! That’s a good joke. A man on duty is offering me a drink?"

"Of course. You should enjoy it while you can—because you won’t be having any for at least a few years."

"...What?"

"Did you really think you’d commit crimes in Korea and just waltz back home? All of you are under arrest."

"You think you can just take us in?"

"Why is this so hard to understand? Is it because you’re an uneducated Yakuza? Maybe you should read a book sometime. Being caught red-handed means getting arrested on the spot."

"Haha... Hahaha... What a lunatic."

Suiru exchanged glances with his men and chuckled.

Then, he casually emptied the rest of his glass.

"Alright. Go ahead and try it."

With that, he pulled a knife from his coat.

And it wasn’t just him—every one of his men drew similar weapons.

They looked like simple sashimi knives, but Su-ho knew better.

They were probably classified as dagger-type weapons.

Still, the fact that they carried those of all things...

"Figures. Even their weapons scream ‘Yakuza.’"

Su-ho sighed and materialized his Blood Weapon in the shape of a sashimi knife.

Wouldn’t it be humiliating for them to be defeated by their own weapon?

The Yakuza thugs sneered.

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"What’s so funny? You guys do know what happens to jokers, right?"

"The hell are you talking about? Kill him!"

At Suiru’s command, his men lunged.

Wow.

At least these guys had loyalty.

Unlike some people.

But that would be the biggest mistake of their lives.

Su-ho caught the wrist of the first man who attacked him.

With a single twist, he dislocated it and drove his blade into the gap between the man’s ribs—missing his vital organs on purpose.

No instant kills.

These guys had to stay alive.

They needed to rot in Cheongok Prison.

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That’s why he had released two dragons inside the prison—to make their stay as miserable as possible.

As the first enemy collapsed, Su-ho immediately turned and delivered a spinning kick to another.

The man went flying.

But in that brief opening, three more Yakuza charged him at once.

Trying to use teamwork?

Fine.

He would play along.

Su-ho inhaled sharply and let out a deafening roar.

"Gal!"

[ Lion’s Roar activated. ]

When a roar infused with mana is unleashed, the Lion’s Roar skill is triggered.

At first, controlling the output can be difficult, but after practicing a few times, one learns how to distinguish between an ordinary shout and a Lion’s Roar.

This was one of the skills I always wanted.

The power of Lion’s Roar depends on how much mana is infused into the voice.

A light infusion merely amplifies the volume.

A heavier infusion can shake the opponent’s mind, functioning as an excellent crowd control ability.

An even denser infusion can rupture eardrums and inflict direct physical damage.

Depending on its form, it can also generate a shockwave that pushes enemies away.

Because of these properties, Lion’s Roar should have been classified under sound-based martial arts. However, oddly enough, in the Martial Arts Archives, it was listed under grappling techniques.

Additionally, it didn’t necessarily have to be triggered with the word Gal—but Su-ho had specifically chosen to use that phrase.

He believed Lion’s Roar was fundamentally about scolding and reprimanding.

Perhaps because of that belief, or maybe due to his sheer control over mana, the three Yakuza who had approached him suddenly became dazed and unfocused.

Su-ho didn’t let the opportunity slip.

Slash!

"Ghk!"

"Urgh!"

"Agh!"

He aimed for their necks.

But only lightly.

Just enough to make them bleed.

They wouldn’t die that way.

Speaking in Japanese, Su-ho told the fallen men:

"Don’t take your hands off your necks. If you do, you’ll bleed out and die."

He had cut just deep enough to sever some blood vessels without completely slicing through.

A feat that an ordinary person would never dare attempt.

But Su-ho had spent decades surviving by the sword.

He moved seamlessly, subduing the remaining Yakuza without delay.

After sending the last of them flying into a corner, he turned toward their leader.

"That just leaves you."

Su-ho flicked the blood off his sword and approached Suiru.

The Yakuza boss narrowed his eyes and instinctively took a step back.

"Oh? You scared?"

"Tch! Not a chance!"

Suiru, who had been cautiously backing away, suddenly charged.

His movement was different from the others’.

He had activated an acceleration skill.

In an instant, he was right in front of Su-ho, swinging his blade like a lightning bolt.

Fast. So he’s actually competent.

But that was all.

While his speed was impressive, Su-ho’s eyes could still track his every move.

With a slight tilt of his head, Su-ho dodged the strike, then grabbed Suiru’s wrist with one hand and his collar with the other.

Then—

BAM!

"Urgh!"

Su-ho deliberately slammed him down head-first.

The impact rattled Suiru, causing his grip to loosen slightly.

But he still held onto his weapon.

"Wow, you’re still holding onto your sword?"

Then how about this?

Su-ho tightened his grip around Suiru’s wrist with all his strength.

"AAAAAHHHH!!"

With a scream, Suiru reflexively let go of his blade.

Clang!

Su-ho kicked the fallen weapon far out of reach.

Then, he struck Suiru’s pressure points, immobilizing him.

Fortunately, it worked.

That meant Suiru’s level and stats were lower than Su-ho’s.

And if the boss was weaker than him, then the rest of them definitely were too.

Using the same method, Su-ho incapacitated the other Yakuza members.

Of course, he also treated their wounds.

This wasn’t an official investigation—this was a shady operation for his promotion.

If I want to bring them in without any trouble, I need to make sure they’re alive.

Su-ho pulled out some blindfolds to cover the captives’ eyes.

But—

"Hmm."

There weren’t enough.

That was a problem.

He didn’t want them to see the subspace house.

And it wasn’t just the Yakuza—there were other people he needed to store inside as well.

After thinking for a moment, Su-ho walked over to Suiru and laid him down properly.

"Alright... I’ve never tried this before, but trust me and bear with it."

"Mmmph?!"

"Here /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ goes."

Su-ho traced his fingers around Suiru’s eyes as if feeling for a hidden switch.

Then—

Poke.

He pressed down on Suiru’s temple with his index finger.

[ Pressure Point Technique activated. ]

Success.

Seeing the system notification, Su-ho asked,

"Suiru, can you see anything?"

"......Gh?"

"Oh, right. You can’t talk. Hang on."

He released the speech restriction.

"Okay, now—can you see anything?"

"......Huh? HUUUHHH?!"

Suiru suddenly screamed.

Judging by his reaction, it had worked.

"My... My eyes! What did you do to my eyes?!"

"Alright, confirmed."

Yep. He was a genius.

With a smirk, Su-ho struck Suiru’s pressure points again, rendering him silent.

Then, one by one, he blinded the rest of the Yakuza in the same way.

He decided to name this new pressure point technique "Eye Point."

And thus, a new blindness-inducing martial art was born.