Kidnapped Dragons (KR Web Novel)

Minneapolis Saint Paul International Warp Station.

North America. Early in the morning, an Asian man appeared with fragments of light in a crowded warp bureau. He was wearing a black suit, a mask, a black beanie and a black pair of sunglasses.

The captain of Vanguard: Fill the Gray – the Associations secret ops.

Rank 271, the Shadow Human,

Ohn Sung-o.

One of the staff that checked his identity made way in shock after confirming that he was a high-ranked official of the Association. Soon, a few men ran up and welcomed him.

“Welcome sir.”

“Good morning sir!”

They were from the North American branch of the Association.

“Morning. Hows it like in North America?”

“No problems sir.”

“Thats good. Great to see you guys.”

The man walked with a stern look on his face as the men followed from behind. Since they were next to a bigshot from the Association, they matched his speed from behind with stiff expressions.

Before long, a Rolls Royce sedan came towards them and the door opened by itself. The North American branch seemed to have assumed that the man was sent here for an extremely important mission.

‘Its nothing big though…

Ohn Sung-o heaved a deep sigh.

Probably no-one would even guess that the 40-year old captain of the Associations vanguard was here to wipe the butt of one of his brothers.

The sedan slithered outside the building and soon, he began the operation in secret.

Antonio Jefferson returned to the Association for work so he had to search forthat guy by himself according to the data he received from Jefferson.

By referencing the mans area of activity, the quality and size of his mana and his appearance, Ohn Sung-o started searching for him and found him in no more than 3 days.

‘So its that guy…

Antonio Jefferson guessed that he was most likely a retired soldier from the Great War. After the war, there were lots of soldiers who felt disillusioned by fighting and left the post to lead quiet lives by themselves.

Although the world might not remember them, those guys led normal lives at a quiet place with significant power.

It seemed that his target was one of them.

[Clairvoyance (A)]

A blue insignia appeared above Ohn Sung-os eyes. It was an ability that allowed him to view past 100 km if he so desired.

A somewhat gloomy-looking man was sitting on a bench, giving pieces of bread to doves. It was such a normal event and a faint scene.

‘…

Buzz–

The dimensions cracked near Ohn Sung-os hands. He held onto something, and a modern weapon soon appeared from the crack. PMM-307. It was a whooping Level 3 sniper artifact.

On the rooftop of Saint Paul Commercial Building, he laid down in a picturesque pose with his gun and his gaze pointing at the target.

He didnt need a scope, because his eyes were the same as scopes.

‘That guy was strong. His instincts as a hitman told him that. It was clear that the target was an old veteran that experienced the Great War.

At this distance, even those self-centred two-digit rankers wouldnt be able to sense him immediately. However, they would immediately find out if he missed the first shot and things would become rough so he had to end things with the first shot.

The hitman calculated in his head.

The distance from the target was roughly 72.43 km, and the observation error ±0.15 m.

He checked the environment with a kestrel artifact. The wind was quite strong – 4.12 m/s to the southeast.