I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 462
Following Minji-ah’s survival orders, Biotech immediately entered emergency mode.
Go Muyeol hadn’t given them a clear D-DAY, but since it clearly wouldn’t be far off, they rushed to muster every force they could.
First, they canceled the existing missions of three Titan-class Biotech All-Purpose Joint Fire Support Carriers he had requested and concentrated them in Incheon. At the same time, they recalled demons scattered across Asia who had been deployed for various missions.
Ordinarily, when people thought of a “Titan,” it was the Militaris-class All-Purpose Joint Fire Support Carrier used by Koryo Militaris. These were massive warships designed to support knights and mecha on ultra-long-range missions, capable of launching up to 80 sorties a day with mecha alone—or more than 300 if every aircraft onboard was mobilized. The problem was, Biotech didn’t have nearly enough knight forces to make that level of use viable.
Thus, the Biotech-class Titans were remodeled: stripped of mecha support capacity, but optimized instead for basic aerial carrier functions and, more importantly, for transporting monsters, demons, and a variety of biological weapons.
Even a single carrier could secure air dominance over an entire province.
The kill radius of a biological weapons drop: 150 kilometers.
Payload capacity: enough to wipe out thirty million people.
Compared to the Militaris Titans, in terms of mass destruction, Biotech’s version was arguably even superior.
That meant just one Titan would be overkill for Muyeol’s target base.
But Minji-ah wasn’t concerned with whether it was “actually safe.”
Her focus was whether it would appear safe in the eyes of the Go family women obsessed with Muyeol—or worse, in the eyes of the Patriarch himself.
That was why she mobilized not one Titan, but three.
And of course, she stuffed them full of troops until they were bursting.
Every demon not currently in a critical mission was called back. Even those already deployed were recalled unless their mission was absolutely unavoidable.
She also filled the ships with monsters—thirty thousand of them—packing every holding bay to the limit just in case.
Releasing only a few hundred would be enough to annihilate an average Shimhyeon base. Now they had thirty thousand.
And still, she wasn’t satisfied.
She mobilized Biotech’s corporate paramilitary forces as well—soldiers altered through drug injections and implant surgeries, strong enough to match demons in combat—and deployed transport craft to carry them.
“Ch-chairwoman... this kind of operation is unprecedented in our company’s history.”
“...”
“Really... this much? We’re exposing an enormous portion of our military strength for no reason.”
Minji-ah sighed heavily as she looked at the troop movement reports and the astronomical emergency expenses bill.
“This is the maximum force we can field in the short term, isn’t it?”
“Yes... there are units already tied to non-cancellable operations. And if we push beyond this, the Militaris board may summon us. They might even do so as it stands.”
“...”
She closed the report and lit a cigarette.
Lately, she’d been chain-smoking more and more. Was it just her imagination?
“What use is cost when our lives are on the line?”
“....”
“My life’s on the line right now. Yours too.”
“Th-that’s—”
“The young master storming a Shimhyeon base is absurd in itself. If he even gets a scratch, I’ll be dragged before the direct line, beaten down for failing. I’m at least still Chairwoman Min, the last of my line—maybe I’d get away with punishment. But you? You’d be lucky to die quickly.”
“....”
The secretary-general swallowed nervously, nodding.
Even Minji-ah treated human life like an insect’s. If even she trembled at the direct line, how monstrous must they truly be?
“Y-yes... I’ll prepare as quickly as possible...!”
“And since it’s come to this, let’s make use of it. We still haven’t secured an S-Type, have we?”
“No... it’s top-tier tech on their side. We haven’t been able to pin one down.”
“The young master says the base is the largest Shimhyeon outpost ever seen. With that scale, they’ll have at least one S-Type.”
“Yes, most likely.”
“...”
“...”
“...Thinking about it pisses me off.”
“Ma’am?”
“I may have been lax, but the fact that our Biotech intel came in second place—behind a young master tailing a woman just to fuck her? Do you know what that means?”
“Uh—”
Jia pulled the cigarette from her lips and walked toward the secretary.
The woman gulped and lowered her head, only for Jia to lift her chin with a sharp flick of her finger.
Her eyes shook with fear. Minji-ah ordered her to open her mouth.
“Uh, ahh...”
“Stick your tongue out farther.”
“L-like this—”
And Jia pressed the lit cigarette down onto it.
Hssssss!
“!!!!!”
The searing pain was unbearable.
The secretary-general’s scream rose to her throat, but instinct told her she mustn’t let it out. She clamped down, holding it in desperately.
“It means my secretary is useless. I’ve given you this job for some time now... Maybe you just don’t want to work anymore?”
“N-no, I’ll... I’ll do better... aghh!”
“Why are secretaries always so useless?”
“Please! Chairwoman! Spare me...!!”
“Eat it.”
“Ughhh...”
Tears streamed down her face as she chewed and swallowed the cigarette.
Her tongue was still burning, raw, a wound that would last weeks without treatment. But she didn’t dare seek help—not in front of Minji-ah.
“You seem a little too relaxed. Even asking me pointless questions earlier.”
“S-sorry, Chairwoman. I’ll correct it.”
“Haaah, really.”
Minji-ah gripped her secretary’s face, tilting it this way and that.
The more she examined her, the more the woman trembled, memories of a predecessor gruesomely split in half flashing before her.
“If it weren’t for that pretty face, I’d discard you right now. Tch.”
“...!”
“But you’re still young and presentable. I’ll spare you for now. Don’t disappoint me again.”
“Y-yes ma’am...!”
“Please serve the young master properly. Don’t be stiff—flirt, cajole, whatever you have to do before he decides to °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° turn to me instead.”
“Y-yes...”
“Your chairwoman gets dragged off and fucked like a dog by him, so what’s the point of a secretary keeping her pussy unused?”
Minji-ah, burdened with stress, tormented her for another twenty minutes before she was satisfied.
The secretary stumbled out with a deathly pale face, shaking as if she had just returned from hell.
But moments later, she returned, looking even worse.
“Ch-chairwoman...! A c-call from the Presidential Office...!”
“Explain the situation well.”
“Th-they’re saying, given the sensitive circumstances, to reconsider the troop movements—”
“....”
“N-no, I’m sorry. I’ll explain properly...!”
“Useless bitch.”
Fuming at thin air after the secretary fled, Minji-ah cursed the incompetence around her. She never realized that her reign of terror itself cut her subordinates’ effectiveness in half. Nor did she care to.
“Ch-chairwoman...!”
“What now!!!”
“V-vice Chairwoman Go Min-young... she’s on the line...!”
“!”
At that, Minji-ah froze, swallowing hard. She quickly sent the secretary away, then picked up the handset with trembling hands.
“M-Minji-ah sp—”
— What the hell are you doing?
Her heart dropped, but she forced herself to answer.
“I-I, um, th-that—”
— Why are troops moving, and to Incheon of all places? The situation’s already tense. What is this, do you want to start an Incheon Independence War?
“N-no, it’s not that—”
Her stammer returned full force. With a free hand she fumbled for calming pills, but her trembling fingers dropped them on the floor.
“!”
— I don’t have time. Talk.
“Y-yes, I-I’ll explain, I’ll explain.”
Desperately steadying herself, Minji-ah laid out every argument she could muster, promising that Go Muyeol would be kept absolutely safe.
But of course, her words didn’t persuade.
When Min-young learned Muyeol intended to personally infiltrate the largest Shimhyeon base on the peninsula, she exploded in rage, shouting until Minji-ah collapsed onto the floor, trembling.
Still, Min-young knew Muyeol’s stubbornness—especially when it came to women.
So instead of blaming Minji-ah further, she simply added more forces to the operation.
— If he so much as gets a scratch.
“....”
The call ended with that chilling threat.
Minji-ah sagged where she sat, letting the receiver fall from her hand.
++++
There was no way Shimhyeon could miss Biotech’s massive mobilization.
They had always kept wary eyes on Biotech, and now, seeing such an unprecedented troop movement, their tension skyrocketed.
“You seem worried. Your sister.”
Han Chae-hee, watching the landscape, turned toward the voice.
Blonde hair fluttering in the artificial breeze, dazzling beauty—Rachel D. Monde.
Though she herself had been burdened with exhausting duties for days, it was Han Chae-hee who looked more worn down.
“...Yes. I’m worried.”
“They say Biotech is moving forces on a scale never seen before. Asia really is ruthless.”
The largest Biotech force in history was gathering in Incheon.
They weren’t even trying to hide it, which made their intent plain—at least in Shimhyeon’s eyes.
They must be planning to obliterate the base exposed through Park Hyejeong all at once.
And by flaunting it, they were sending a message: Your agent already defected. Why not just run? We’ll be merciful.
Gathering in Incheon itself added symbolism, since Park Hyejeong had defected there.
“The sooner... the sooner my sister gets out, the better.”
So Chae-hee worried for her younger sister, who had gone to recover the S-Type facility from the exposed base.
She had no idea Biotech’s true target was not her sister’s location, but her own.
“Isn’t it just equipment? If it can’t be secured, then... just destroy it. Why not?”
Rachel’s suggestion was simplistic—but correct.
At this point, destroying it was safer.
The problem was that thorough destruction took time.
If they failed to completely erase the facility, the enemy might acquire information on the S-Type. And that would mean losing Shimhyeon’s last hope.
“It’s not... so easy.”
“Hmm.”
Rachel clearly wanted to say more, but only shrugged.
If even a sister said that much, there must be circumstances.
To her, Chae-hee muttered like a confession.
“This happened because of my mistake. It should have been me. I should have gone there....”
“....”
Rachel quietly patted her shoulder.
She too remained unaware that Biotech’s sights were not on Chae-young, but on herself.
