The event organized by Lee Shin spread like wildfire through social media.
― Wow, what’s that? The clothes are pretty…
― The fit is insane. The dragon emblem looks so cool, too.
― How much is that? Where can I buy it?
No separate promotion was needed.
Just a few photos of the ever-charming Lee Shin wearing it were enough for the Mir Guild varsity jacket to become a must-have item for celebrities this winter season.
But while the “Muggles” were going crazy over Lee Shin’s varsity jacket, the Dragon Fans (Yongbung-i) trembled for an entirely different reason.
[ Thank you all for your support! A gift from Mir Guild~♡ ]
The timing was just too coincidental to overlook.
Next door, the house in front, your house… Mir Guild was in the middle of a shocking war against other guilds who had lost all sense of fear.
And now, they were even holding an event to deliver encouragement.
The Dragon Fans were skeptical.
― Is it just me, or does it feel like they’re thanking us?
└ Yeah;; the fact that they referred to ‘everyone’ and used keywords like ‘support’ and ‘thanks’ makes it seem like they know about our war and are backing us up.
└ No way… Lee Shin is doing gallery posts instead of a fan cafe? lol
Those Dragon Fans, upon clicking the page to participate in the event, were all shocked.
[ The drawing will be held at the ‘Guild Korea Mir Gallery.’ Don’t forget your name, gender, size, and address, Yongbung-i~♥ ]
A gallery, they said. A gallery. A gallery.
The heart that struck the Dragon Fans’ hearts directly without mercy was a bonus.
― Wow, guys, I’m dizzy… Are we being acknowledged?
└ This is touching. Other guild leaders would ignore you to avoid getting involved in minor conflicts, but as expected of Lee Shin…
└ Damn~ Bro!! You’re going to make me this emotional!!
Recognition of existence.
If calling his name made him come to me and bloom as a flower, then when Lee Shin called the names of the Dragon Fans, they would willingly become hunting dogs to protect the Mir Guild.
― Dragon Fans being supported, they can’t stand it^^ hehe
― Full combat power charge lol
― Honey, sorry. I guess I can’t help being a Dragon Fan too…
―<Milina Guild> looking for a party to visit. First 30 people. VPN required (IP masking program)
That dawn, the gates of thirty guilds were replaced with the blue dragon symbol of Mir.
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Office worker Park Sung-cheol (32) was flawless in work ability and character, except for being an overzealous Dragon Fan.
― That Lee Shin bastard? Is he your friend, God Lee? Damn it, before I smash your skull…
At the start of the season, Park Sung-cheol, who had declared leaving the gallery due to Lee Shin’s reckless management, had resurrected mercilessly thanks to recruiting Mountain King.
Perhaps because of the guilt of temporarily abandoning his soul’s home, the returning Park Sung-cheol became a vanguard at the front lines with upgraded combat power.
Hence, the nickname given by the Dragon Fans was ‘Leave-Gallery Master.’
― Leave-Gallery Master, your style is insane today. Fighting alone at this hour? lol
― Those idiots, I’m enough by myself (edit/delete)
― Leave-Gallery Master, but don’t you go to work? I’m starting to worry.
― I went. At work, I’m using… (post)
Just as he was about to finish typing ‘using’ and submit, he felt someone behind him.
Turning his head, he saw a hesitant junior employee.
Tap-tap!
“Senior.”
“So-young, did you call me?”
“I was told by the manager to get some documents in the morning.”
“Documents… ah, that. Just a moment.”
Even caught fiddling with his laptop during work hours, Park Sung-cheol remained calm.
Interestingly, So-young didn’t seem to care about his behavior either.
After all, he’s a senior. The flawless, nice image Sung-cheol had built over time made his coworkers accept anything—whether he was chatting during work or doing a 540-degree kick.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you!”
“No problem. Keep up the good work.”
Casually, Park Sung-cheol returned to his laptop.
But unlike the friendly greeting to his junior, his fingers now unleashed a fiery, sulfurous wrath.
― You bastard, want to die, damn it! Bark, you idiots, bark!
― AAAHHH!!
Yes, this is it. This is a Dragon Fan.
It’s fun cheering and praising when happy, but the moment the Dragon Fans, equipped with humor in the left brain and chaos in the right, roll up their sleeves and fight, that’s when they shine the most.
As someone said, Park Sung-cheol, showing insane form today, was smashing the guild board relentlessly.
For the opponents, it was pure agony.
― When will he go…?
― This unemployed bastard keeps barking all day. Use the ban or block.
― You use the ban, I’ve used all blocks. He’s a total headache.
― My father told me never to deal with Dragon Fans. Now I understand. From the leader to the fans, none of them are normal.
Whether it’s a Dragon Fan attacking because their guild was insulted or a leader who doesn’t rein in such fans but instead cheers with prizes, they’re all insane.
Still.
― Honestly, I’m a little jealous.
― Look at our leader. Even when a single gallery is getting wrecked, they do nothing. Compared to that, Lee Shin who cares about the community is much better;;
An actively communicating leader is attractive.
Lower-tier guilds usually don’t communicate much with citizens.
Why? Money.
Communication requires time, money, and manpower, which struggling lower-tier guilds can’t afford.
Ironically, the lower-tier guilds, which should be closest to daily life, end up being less connected than major leagues far away.
This is why people criticize Lee Shin but still envy him.
He has money. Lots of it. He can buy time and labor.
He can do anything he wants. Lee Shin is a tactical weapon that could change the paradigm of lower-tier guilds.
People have lost the will to fight.
Meanwhile, these Dragon Fans have 20,000% combat power thanks to their leader’s encouragement.
The result was obvious. By the end of the workday, the gates <Biche Guild> of also displayed Mir Guild’s emblem. Essentially, they surrendered.
Achieving this fairly with just chaotic actions, Park Sung-cheol finally smiled brightly.
Then, at that moment, as if monitoring him, a note arrived the moment <Biche Guild> was conquered.
Was it a curse? Opening it, Park Sung-cheol froze.
It read:
― This is Lee Shin, leader of Mir Guild. Congratulations on winning the event. The varsity jacket will be sent to the address you provided. Please continue to show us lots of love, Leave-Gallery Master hehe
“Oh!! No way!!”
It was Lee Shin’s note! No, God Lee’s note!!
Lee Shin called me Leave-Gallery Master!! He was watching me!!
My heart was pounding wildly. Lightning-like adrenaline struck my brain. My legs tingled, and my spine shivered with thrilling excitement.
Now I understand why people say men would give their lives for someone who recognized them.
This emotion! This ecstasy!! From now on, Leave-Gallery Master will give his life for Lee Shin.
― Anyone with free time, come support League 3 Unified Gallery. The kids keep disputing.
― Leave-Gallery Master is coming!! (edit/delete)
Thus, another follower was born.
A group was gathering at the Mir Guild main gate.
“Where is the leader?”
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Chae Dong-ha had always believed that he had accumulated a lot of experience.
Although the period had been short, under Lee Shin—a nuclear bomb of a figure—he had experienced spectacular events almost on a weekly basis that others might never see in a lifetime, and he was confident that he wouldn’t be surprised by most things anymore.
To get straight to the point: He was wrong.
Seeing the group approaching ahead, his mind went blank; he realized he was still far from ready.
“Sir, please, just a moment. I’d like to have a brief conversation.”
“Step aside. We have nothing to discuss with you.”
“Call the representative. We’ll talk with them.”
Chae Dong-ha desperately tried to block their way, but a group of suit-wearing adults—old enough to be his parents—pushed forward aggressively.
They were the representatives of League 4 guilds based in Busan: <Bambada>, <Viche>, <Haemosu>, and <Rapid>.
They had come on behalf of the fourth-division Busan guilds to the mid-tier guild to protest the disruption caused by the Mir guild fandoms, and the behavior of the Mir guild, which went beyond condoning it and actively inciting it.
Adults, representatives, and multiple aggravating circumstances—Chae Dong-ha, even as a future SS-rank genius leader, was overwhelmed.
Eventually—
Thud―!
The office door opened, and representative Go Dong-pal stepped forward. Losing momentum here would mean disaster. With his lower abdomen tensed, Go Dong-pal shouted:
“Representative Lee, let’s have a… talk—”
…or so he intended to shout.
If only he hadn’t seen Lee Shin sitting in the dark like a mastermind villain, propping his chin on both hands.
“Heh heh, I’ve been waiting.”
“……”
“……”
The representatives stared at Chae Dong-ha, expecting an explanation. What’s wrong with him?
Chae Dong-ha bowed his head deeply. He’s always like that.
Grinding his teeth, Chae Dong-ha bowed deeply and drew back the embarrassing blackout curtain.
Soon, the seats were arranged, and the representatives sat across from Lee Shin with coffee in front of them.
“Do you know why we came?”
“I have a rough idea, but I’d like to hear it. Will you tell me?”
“Hah, there’s no reason I can’t. You crossed the line.”
“Are you talking about the fandom?”
“I see that you know. What on earth were you thinking, getting involved in a fight between fans?”
Because the league is highly competitive, guilds do not get along with one another. Naturally, the guilds that support them clash as well, and a single mistake can lead to conflict and emotional disputes.
When a guild is swept up by the anger of fans, the result can be catastrophic; thus, a guild not interfering in fandom disputes is an unwritten rule.
“Look, Representative Lee. Until now, we haven’t said anything no matter what you said to the press. Do you think none of your statements made us uncomfortable? Even just the delivery gate incident was extremely regrettable from our standpoint. And yet we held back because you hadn’t crossed the line.”
“Unfortunately, you did cross the line, and we had no choice but to come here in this humiliating manner.”
Though they came in strong, they still respected Lee Shin. No need to break trust—there’s still time to resolve this. They were trying to persuade him politely.
Lee Shin nodded thoughtfully as he listened until the explanation concluded, then made his judgment.
“Is the situation precarious?”
“?!”
The conversation had leapt not from A to B or C, but directly to Z.
The representatives could only gape in surprise at the unexpected escalation, as Lee Shin smiled faintly and continued.
“I can roughly picture the situation. Why all of you, who have been quiet until now, took time out of your busy schedules to come. No, in this case, ‘had to’ is more accurate. The club owners or the parent companies must have pressured you.”
Correct?
At Lee Shin’s cheerful question, they were all struck silent. It was correct.
As fans left the guild in significant numbers due to Yongbung-i’s combat prowess being in a completely different dimension from ordinary guilds, and as the guild’s image began to crumble, those behind them—specifically, those holding the money—started to act.
Lee Shin smiled gently at the speechless representatives.
“In my view, you all completely misjudged the situation. This isn’t a matter to be resolved politely with unwritten rules or lines. The scenario benefits more if handled in a dirty, wild manner.
And you representatives will survive as well.”
“Survive?” one shocked representative asked. What do you mean? Explain in detail.
Lee Shin smiled faintly.
“Now it seems you’re ready to listen.”
He clapped his hands. Clap clap!
Before the sound of applause faded, Chae Dong-ha wheeled in a massive whiteboard, and Lee Shin stood in front of it, wearing a pair of spinning glasses picked up from who knows where.
“Let’s begin the lecture.”
