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Kyle Wick.

This is the real name of the man better known by the nickname ‘Blacksmith of the Back Alley’.

He is a 1.5 generation hunter who entered the industry around the same time as Son Si-woo.

That means his age is similar to Son Si-woo’s.

That age group is really confusing.

If you take good care of yourself, you look like you’re in your early to mid 30s, but aren’t you actually much older?

Then why don’t you just live young?

If that were the case, I wouldn’t have described it as a confusing age.

Mid 40s or early 50s.

They finally realize that the aging process is being delayed by a massive amount of magical power.

Still slower than the average person, but not like before, and getting further and further away from his prime.

That’s why I expressed it as ambiguous and confusing.

Everyone who sees me compliments me on my youthful appearance, but aging has already come and I am getting older.

That’s the point I’m trying to make here.

“What the hell, you son of a bitch?”

The Black Star of the Back Alleys, Kyle Wick, is very sensitive about his age.

In short, it was properly scratched.

“That cheeky brat is old? Old?!”

Kyle Wick, who was very angry, walked towards Kim Do-jin with long, heavy steps.

Even though I would have cowered ten or a hundred times if I had seen the murderous gaze of someone looking down at me from a height of nearly 2m, the opponent in front of me showed no sign of doing so.

“Uh, when you get mad when someone calls you an old man, you’re really an old man, right?”

Instead, he just sits there teasing me even more.

“Huh, look at this fucking kid.”

At this point, doubts took precedence over anger.

He bent down and met Kim Do-jin’s gaze, and asked in a rough voice, as if he were the roar of a ferocious beast.

“What are you? Huh? What are you? Or do you have three lives? Why are you so cocky?”

Why can you be arrogant?

Isn’t that obvious?

“You look easy, that’s why I’m saying that.”

“Wow, haha, yea!”

Kyle laughs as if he can’t believe it, then glares at him again, and then exclaims in admiration again.

It was my first time in my life.

I’ve never been looked down on like this by anyone.

“That little brat has learned how to annoy people, huh?”

The reason he is called the back alley blacksmith is because he is a low-class person who has lived in back alleys since birth.

Now his fame has reached the sky and he has made a lot of money, but he still does not leave the back alleys.

Now, I’ve reached a point where I can’t feel at ease unless I’m in this kind of environment.

He knows, having grown up in the back alleys his entire life.

Losing your momentum in a back alley is no different from losing your life.

“Who taught you that? Huh? Oh, I see!”

He pulled out one of his secret weapons.

The best move that has worked without fail for those who have made a name for themselves in sunny places rather than in back alleys.

“Your mom and dad taught you, right? You fought like crazy in your stomach and came out of your mom’s stomach already accustomed to it. Right? Huh? Kyahahahaha!”

“… … .”

Kyle bursts into laughter as if he is certain of victory.

Then everyone laughed along.

“Poohahahaha!”

“Hahaha!”

“Hahahahahaha!”

“Uhehehehehe!”

This was an action taken knowing that if people around you laugh together, the effect will be twice as strong.

But Kim Do-jin didn’t care at all.

Because he.

“Sorry, I’m an orphan so I don’t know who my parents are.”

“Uh, um.”

Because I have been living in a state of immunity to padlip since I was born.

“Hey, yuck!”

Kyle spits thick phlegm onto the church floor with a crumpled face.

“Were you an orphan? Then you should have told me earlier.”

Being an orphan means living a life almost as rough as yours.

You could almost say that it was a half back-alley, low-class life.

It goes without saying that a padlip doesn’t work on such a person.

Kyle’s momentum towards Kim Do-jin has softened.

It seems like they felt a sense of kinship because they were in the same situation.

“That… , what is it, how did you get in here?”

“I opened the door and came in.”

forcibly.

However, Kyle, who had not heard the silence, mistakenly mistook him for a black market VIP.

“You little brat, you act like you’re righteous on the outside, but you’re actually doing all kinds of bad things behind the scenes.”

A stronger sense of identity.

He asked.

“But what are you doing here? No, it’s your choice to come here, so why are you causing a ruckus?”

“Umm… , it would be a bit long to tell the whole story.”

When he spoke in a tone of embarrassment, Kyle waved his hands as if he was already fed up.

“I hate long ones, so keep it as short as possible.”

“Short, la.”

A faint smile appeared on Kim Do-jin’s lips.

When you shorten a long story, omissions and exaggerations inevitably occur.

“You know? There was a big fight on January 1st.”

“I know. The whole world is in an uproar because of that, how could I not know?”

“While I was busy fighting the enemy, my friend died.”

“Huh, so what?”

Kim Do-jin’s index finger pointed to Brian, who was surrounded and protected by Paladin.

“But the culprit is them.”

“This kind of thing.”

Kyle’s expression distorted without reason.

“Your friend died, so it’s understandable to be angry.”

“Of course. If your friend dies and you don’t get angry, are you still a friend?”

“Okay, okay.”

So I wasn’t angry.

Because Jincheon and I are not friends.

However, Kyle misunderstands that Dojin Kim is angry.

When he looked embarrassed, Brian shouted, thinking that if things continued this way, something big would happen.

“The author’s words are a lie!”

“What? Lies?”

“Yes! We killed a man back then, but he was not the author’s friend, he was his enemy!”

Kyle’s gaze turns to Kim Do-jin.

A look that seems to ask if that is real.

To this he replied:

“Well, it’s true that we met as enemies at first. I actually fought him and lost both his arms.”

“But? Are you saying that you became friends with the person who blew off both of your arms?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

His face contorted again.

“Do you think I’m stupid, or a retard, or something like that?”

“No way.”

“Then that kid must be an idiot? If he’s friends with a kid who lost his arm, he must be an idiot.”

yes?

Kim Do-jin responded calmly to Kyle’s nervous questioning.

“I put that guy’s arm back on.”

“You put your arm back on?”

“Oh, prosthetic hand.”

“What can you do with just a prosthetic hand… .”

“Isn’t it because we became friends that he’s not just a prosthetic hand?”

It was revealed that it was a prosthetic hand that was the pinnacle of magical engineering.

All the nerves are connected, so if you adapt well, you can move it more freely than your real arm.

“I liked him because he was a friend who was a martial artist, and he said it was better than my original arm. We even promised to get back together later and broke up, but I never thought it would turn out like that… .”

He covered his eyes with his hand, pretending not to be able to overcome his sadness, and then delivered the final blow.

“That guy had a really hard life too. You probably had a harder time than me.”

“You, more than you?”

“Yeah. I’m Chinese. Do you know how hard it is for poor people to live in China?”

“Oh, I know.”

“After enduring that harsh life and running away from my homeland, I was barely able to live a little…, sigh.”

The story of Jincheon, whom he had never met before, unfolds in Kyle’s head like a revolving lantern.

A childhood so poor it felt like I was going to be torn apart.

A youth who stands up bravely and works hard to cultivate himself even in poverty.

Finally, the appearance of a middle-aged man who finally escaped his homeland and began to live like a human being.

Yes, that’s right.

He was very sensitive despite his appearance.

Especially because he had an outstanding ability to empathize with those in similar situations to himself.

He barely held back the tears that were on the verge of bursting out and scolded Brian with moist eyes.

“You guys were really bad… .”

“… … .”

Brian’s insides began to burn.

‘What the hell is going on?’

A series of completely incomprehensible situations are unfolding.

Why are you suddenly acting like a friend when you clearly treated each other like enemies the moment you met? Why are you sympathizing with the enemy’s words and calling yourself, the person you have to protect, a bad person?

Suddenly I started to get scared.

What if those two suddenly become friends and leave me behind?

Even without that, the blacksmith in the back alley is famous for acting however he wants.

‘We can’t leave it like this.’

It was when he was about to say something before Kim Do-jin played with him any longer.

“Hey, Mr. C. This is difficult.”

Kyle continued speaking in an embarrassed tone, ruffling his unkempt hair before me.

“I fully understand how you feel. I’d like to just leave this place, but… , from my perspective, that’s difficult. The boss who hired me is, well… , very difficult to deal with.”

Kim Do-jin’s eyes light up.

Boss of the black market.

A person whose identity is kept completely secret.

This was an opportunity.

An opportunity to acquire information that no one else knows.

He asked casually.

“Is it really strong?”

“No, that’s not it… , how should I put it, it’s not a matter of strength… .”

As I was about to say something without knowing it, a man behind them shouted urgently.

“, sir!”

“Ah.”

Kyle, who suddenly came to his senses, realized that he had almost made a big mistake and quickly shut his mouth.

And then he continued speaking.

“… Anyway, because of those circumstances, it’s hard for me to just back down, that’s it.”

“I guess so.”

Kim Do-jin’s regretful gaze turned to the man standing behind Kyle.

‘That kid is hitting the jackpot.’

I remembered his face.

So that whenever we meet, I can give you a nice smack on the back of the head.

“Ugh… ?”

A man who unknowingly incurred Kim Do-jin’s resentment trembles with a sudden chill.

“So let’s do it like this.”

Kyle suggested one way.

“If you can storm into the enemy camp alone like this, you must be confident in your skills. Right?”

“Well… , that’s true.”

“So let’s see if we can compete with that skill.”

He asked back, his gaze sharpening slightly.

“Are we going to fight in the end?”

“Well… , that’s true, but I’m not saying we should fight back and forth.”

Kyle holds up one finger.

“Let’s decide the match with the strike you are most confident in. The loser will back down without any regrets.”

how is it?

“Not bad, that’s it.”

Kim Do-jin grins and readily accepts his offer.

Kyle laughed along too.

“You little shit, I’m starting to like you more and more.”

“Me too.”

Kim Do-jin agrees.

But that was it.

Despite their individual likes and dislikes, the momentum of the two people was growing without hesitation, determined to defeat each other.