‘What should I do?’ 

All Seo Jun-Ho could do was open and close his hands into fists. He watched the martial arts pour in like a flood and thought to himself, ‘Should I freeze them all in one go with King’s Breath, or should I cut through them with Death Scythe?’ 

It didn’t matter whether he chose King’s Breath or Death Scythe, he would be able to kill hundreds of them in the blink of an eye.

“Huh?” Wrinkles appeared on the Frost Queen’s smooth forehead as she stared at something. “Contractor, those people… why are they crying?”

“What?”

Seo Jun-Ho squinted and expanded his vision until the martial artists all the way over there looked like they were right below his nose.

‘Oh no!’

They were crying.

“M-my body is moving on its own.”

“Dammit! Why is this happening?”

“Please, someone, make it stop!”

The martial artists did everything they could to regain control of their bodies as tears streamed down their faces.

Seo Jun-Sik didn’t look surprised as he muttered, “Tsk, tsk. This is obviously Namgung Jincheon’s doing.”

With part of the Neigong Chip and the System Chip in his possession, this was possible.

“Contractor, what will you do?” The Frost Queen asked, worried.

“...” Seo Jun-Ho was...