I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 352
May 18th, Monday.
My heart was pounding—at last, my second grand banquet was about to begin.
Unlike last time, which had been held on a super yacht, today’s event would take place on Muyeol Land.
That’s the great thing about an artificial island—unless you go out of your way to build hills or mountains, everything is completely flat. And spacious.
Which meant you could accommodate a massive crowd without any obstacles, no matter where on the island you stood.
So this banquet would be a wild one, with gigantic temporary buildings erected right in the center of the island.
“Thiiis whole area is the banquet zone, and if you pass the outdoor party space and head into that building... yeah, that’s the flower of this banquet.”
Grand banquets, by their very nature, had plenty of male attendees.
So the area designated for the event was made as large as possible, with accommodations separated by gender.
There were also gender-exclusive areas—zones where only men or only women were allowed.
The purpose was, of course, so I could enjoy the women all for myself. It went without saying that the true essence of this banquet would unfold within those walls.
If it were up to me, I’d make all of Muyeol Land a forbidden zone for men entirely, but I still didn’t have enough dominance to kick them all out just yet.
One day, when every corner of Incheon’s political world—and beyond—is filled to the brim with beautiful women, then I’ll officially declare the whole of Muyeol Land a no-man’s zone.
Of course, even now, during normal times, it is.
“HELLO!!!! I’m Kang Han-soo, city councilor of Songdo-eul District!!!!!!! Nice to meet you!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Ah, yes. Welcome. Please head in that way.”
It was hectic from the morning.
As the host, I had to greet every guest who arrived, just like I did at the last event on the super yacht—cheerfully receiving them with light handshakes.
Since this was a 3-day, 2-night event, all the guests came with heavy luggage, some with full entourages in tow.
“Ah, a-aa, h-hello, Ch-chair....”
“Oh?”
Seeing the men was boring as hell, but when I spotted a beauty, I came alive.
“Mayor Jung Min-ah. Thank you for coming. It’s been a while.”
Our good-for-nothing Jung Min-ah.
“Hello, Ju—no, Chairman.”
“Oh, President Kim Eun-ji of the Whorehouse Association, welcome.”
“C-could you... maybe not use that title out here... please...?”
“What?”
“S-sorry. That was a slip of the tongue.”
“I’m joking. Even I tone it down a little in public.”
“...”
“Go on in.”
Squish.
“Ugh... yes.”
Just seeing a beautiful woman lifted my spirits—touching them felt even better.
Whenever I spotted one, I’d sneak in a little grope, strike up a pointless conversation while squeezing her ass, and then, right before she went in, I’d give her tits a nice fondle too.
After all, if you’re invited this far in, you probably know exactly how this world works.
Didn’t matter who saw—I harassed them to my heart’s content.
And then—
“I’m Heo Ye-won, councilwoman of Juan-gap District.”
“Aha. Miss Heo Ye-won. Lovely name. Nice to meet you. Have we done it before? I can’t remember.”
“Nguh?!”
If any woman so much as showed a flicker of displeasure at my touch, I had Soo-ah take down their name.
Not like a Death Note or anything—it was more of a list of girls I wanted to torment.
When they hate it, it just makes me want it more.
“After I’m done with Jung Min-ah and Min-ji-ah, the girls on the list go next. Heh.”
Ah...
I could feel this twisted self of mine being satisfied.
Delightful.
“Hm. That ass feels unfamiliar... guess I haven’t had you yet. See you soon?”
“Ah... Ch-Chairman...!”
“Go on in.”
SMACK.
“Kgh.”
I slapped her plump ass good.
Heo Ye-won bit her lip hard and glared for a moment before hurrying inside.
Feisty bitch. I need more girls like her around to keep things fun.
“...My Lord.”
“Mm?”
“Something’s off.”
Just then, Baekseol leaned in to whisper.
“What do you mean ‘off’?”
“Her movement pattern doesn’t match what I remember of Heo Ye-won.”
“...?”
Subtle shifts in movement? Sure, that could change depending on someone’s condition... but if that was all, she wouldn’t have bothered bringing it up.
“I looked closer because it felt off—there’s a faint hologram field surrounding her entire body.”
“A hologram field? That kind of thing gets blocked from above.”
“It seems to be a special device. And it was deployed so subtly that you’d never catch it unless you were paying close attention. There’s no reason to use something like that unless you have a hidden agenda.”
Even our sensors didn’t catch it, but Baekseol did?
With the kind of equipment our secretariat uses, we’re way beyond standard sensors...
Well, Baekseol is destined to become humanity’s strongest knight someday, but still—she’s a living being. Can a human really outdo machines?
I checked with the other knights just in case.
“Uh... no? I didn’t sense anything.”
“Same here.”
“Hm.”
But even Dorothy, captain of the Pacific Knights, and Eunhwa, my second personal knight from the intel division, just tilted their heads.
“You sure about this?”
“...I can’t say I’m 100% certain.”
When I pressed, Baekseol lowered her head, her ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ confidence faltering.
The fact that the other two knights didn’t pick up anything probably made her second-guess herself.
Or maybe she just thought I wouldn’t believe her.
“Only one way to find out.”
Good thing I had my cheat code.
Watching Heo Ye-won’s figure grow smaller in the distance, I pulled up her stat window.
****
[Park Hye-jung (Wearing Infi-Mask)]
Age: 26
Affiliation: National Intelligence Service of South Korea
Species: Human
Power: 131
Willpower: 145
Tech: 133
Leadership: 51
Charm: 88
<Traits>
Patriotism, Mental Fortitude, Acting, Coldness, Endurance...
<Sex>
Mouth: Virgin
Vagina: Virgin
Anus: Virgin
Confirmed.
“Park Hye-jung again?”
I silently patted Baekseol’s shoulder.
“I trust you, Seol.”
Baekseol, who had drooped her head a moment ago, suddenly widened her eyes and looked up.
“M-My Lord...!”
“Think about it—I'm throwing this huge event, and there’s not a single spy? That wouldn’t make sense. From that angle, what you said makes perfect sense.”
Baekseol really is special.
To pick up something nobody else noticed?
“Well, I guess that’s why she put up with so much hell.”
I suddenly recalled the days of playing Demon Incheon 2077.
Back then, Baekseol had appeared as a mid-boss who blocked the player’s progress—and that psycho bitch had such an absurd difficulty level that most people treated her as the final boss.
Even in the forums, any guide about how to defeat Baekseol always mentioned how her detection and combat abilities were so insane they couldn’t be considered human. Tons of players quit because of her.
With her around, infiltration was completely impossible. So were ambush attacks.
She was practically a wall of despair.
“The strongest knight in human history.”
My heart—and my dick—swelled with pride.
“Eunhwa, add Heo Ye-won to the list. She’s a spy. Boost security. You all stay sharp.”
“Yes, My Lord.”
Still... the NIS, huh.
Why do they keep sending spies?
How many is this now? Seo Eun-mi, Ma Yeon-ju, and now Park Hye-jung?
“At this point, I’m basically a tree that gives without holding back.”
Auto-farming beautiful agents—this shit for real?
I’m just standing here and they keep showing up.
++++
“Too easy.”
Having passed through the entrance guided by a secretary, Heo Ye-won—no, Park Hye-jung—smirked faintly.
Though she’d felt her emotions dull from countless missions, this kind of thrill still gave her a rush.
“The fact that Go Muyeol’s an irredeemable perverted bastard is a bit of a downside.”
She recalled how she’d just been groped at the entrance. Her face twisted in disgust.
Seriously—what kind of person with a shred of decency would act like that?
How the hell do you grope someone’s tits and ass in front of everyone at the entrance?
And then there’s the mouth on him—filthy beyond belief.
She barely held herself back from punching him in the face.
“Calm down, Park Hye-jung. Knights are everywhere. Act too suspicious and you’ll draw aggro.”
She smothered her emotions and began scouting the area.
It seemed that Min Ji-ah, her secondary target, hadn’t arrived yet.
Which meant she’d have to focus on her primary target—Go Muyeol.
She didn’t like it, but she’d have to stick close to him for a while.
Maybe even get close, if possible.
“Fuck. He’s gonna grope me again. Goddammit.”
Worst-case scenario? She might get raped.
She’d steeled herself for the possibility, but that didn’t make it suck any less.
“Hey! Ye-won!!”
Someone called out to her.
She turned—and there was some woman bouncing around, boobs jiggling obscenely.
She searched her implanted memories.
If only she could reproduce them perfectly, like a mind scan, but that tech belonged to the Koryo Group and was far too classified for NIS field agents to use. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
So the agency had developed their own memory extraction and implantation method, but it was crude.
It only allowed fragments—barely useful for long-term missions.
Still, that vulgar woman was in her memory.
“High school classmate and fellow councilwoman from Juan-gap District—Jo Ye-na. She’s expecting to spread her legs for that perverted bastard... what a whore.”
She quickly finished her judgment and activated the memory.
“Oh, Ye-na. You came early.”
