"Tsk."  

The atmosphere among the people gathered in the mountains grew tense.  

The man who had just fired a gun at someone’s feet stood there as if it were nothing. No, more than that—his expression suggested he was annoyed.  

Nobody dared to challenge him, and whispers spread among the crowd.  

—"D-Did he really shoot?"  
—"What do you think? That was no fake shot."  
—"Q-Quiet! Don’t provoke him!"  

At that moment, Sergeant Shin Youngjun spoke.  

"So, they call you Father Jinsu, huh?"  

"Y-Yes, that’s me."  

"Just because I’m speaking …