Gaya Mountain National Park lay southwest of Seongju County.
The weather was clear, the blue sky spotless. A mass wedding involving several hundred people was being held in a clearing before the forest in Gaya Mountain National Park.
Besides the brides in wedding dresses and grooms in black suits, black-clad "security guards" could be seen throughout the venue.
In a country where pretty-boy oppas defined male fashion, these black-clad guards had a lean, disciplined air. Not only did their waists bulge, but they also carried heavy black backpacks.
"Will Black Angel really fall for such an obvious trap, imnida?"
Halfway up a nearby mountain, several officers surveyed the mass wedding through binoculars. From this angle, they had an unobstructed view.
Behind them stood a squad of fully armed soldiers.
"General Park, it's Avenging Angel!"
"Same difference. Avenging Angel, heh!"
General Park, who had spoken earlier, lowered his binoculars and smiled dismissively.
Toru Yamashita had ruthlessly killed the leaders of the Wenyi Association and other cults while doing everything he could to avoid involving ordinary civilians. His upright conduct had won applause from people in both countries who had suffered deeply at their hands.
Some had dubbed Toru Yamashita the Avenging Angel, and the name had quickly spread.
"This is an overt scheme. Ever since the raid on the Busan headquarters, Mun Hak-ja, the head of the Wenyi Association, has been hiding on the U.S. mainland like a frightened bird."
An agent from the South Korea National Intelligence Service pondered for a moment before saying slowly:
"Even if Toru Yamashita can fly here from Japan, can he cross the Pacific Ocean? Even if he can, how would he find Mun Hak-ja in hiding? So if he wants revenge, he has to seize this opportunity."
General Park nodded slightly, binoculars in hand.