I came back from rebirth just to discredit the dandy prince who caused my death in my previous life. But when I peeled off his disguise as a "cancer in the capital", what I saw was the "King of Hell" in the dark world outside the country who was offering tens of billions of rewards and even the FBI was shunned. What's even more frightening is that this man with bloody hands protected me behind him at the cost of the death of his memory every time I was in danger. In the business conference room, he is a waste that everyone laughs at; at the dock of Victoria Harbor, he is the living king of hell who makes arms dealers kneel down and beg for mercy. And I, the avenger who wanted to kill him, became the only one he wanted to remember even if he risked his life.
