Chapter Index

    The black castle in the back alley, after Kyle turned his back and left without any regrets.

    Brian, the fourth cardinal of the Jealousy Order, acted without a word according to Kim Do-jin’s will.

    “I came to the US on December 31st, didn’t I?”

    “I didn’t go.”

    “You didn’t come, but other people did?”

    “… I received a request for troop support and I accepted it. ”

    It was a natural thing.

    Even the most trusted back alley swordsman was defeated in a single blow and ran away without a trace.

    Asking the church for support too late would have been useless.

    Because when they arrive, he will already be a cold corpse.

    In the end, there was only one way for him to survive.

    Obediently handing over the information Kim Do-jin wants.

    “A request for troop support. Who did that?”

    “It was the apostle’s request. He said that we had to hunt, so he asked us to send as many people as possible, so I followed his instructions and sent as many troops as possible from the church.”

    The reason that choice was possible was because that was really all he did.

    The apostle was asked to provide military support, and he complied.

    The power of the apostles in the Jealousy sect is truly omnipotent.

    “I was just following the orders of my superiors. I didn’t know what they did with the troops until later.”

    Brian passionately asserts his innocence.

    “Okay. I know you’re innocent, so calm down.”

    Kim Do-jin waved his hand lightly to calm him down and asked.

    “So where is the author Apostle who asked you for that troop support?”

    “That’s it.”

    Brian hesitates for a moment.

    It wasn’t that important that I was able to answer the questions so clearly up until now.

    But this question is different.

    The Apostle of Jealousy is the most influential figure within the church.

    If his answer causes any problems for the apostle, it’s the end.

    Kim Do-jin, who quickly read his mind, added.

    “You don’t have to worry about dying at the hands of the church.”

    “… Really?”

    “Yeah. Just don’t tell me that I found out, right? Right?”

    That’s right.

    Who would know if he didn’t just gossip about finding out the information for himself?

    Of course, there are many mouths to block for this, but they are all beneath me.

    ‘The mouths of the Paladins can be shut as many times as you want.’

    Moreover, the conversation that took place here was only between him and himself.

    “Can I really trust you?”

    Kim Do-jin smiled as if he found Brian asking that question funny and asked back.

    “If you don’t believe me, is there another way?”

    “… … .”

    does not exist.

    If I had it, I would have used it a long time ago to overcome this situation.

    He admitted that it was a foolish question and then gave an answer to the question he had just asked.

    “The Apostle is currently with a person.”

    “Who is that?”

    “He is.”

    He took a deep breath, exhaled, paused, and then continued speaking.

    “This is the national hunter, Son Si-woo.”

    “… … .”

    A very stiff face.

    A person’s face appeared in Kim Do-jin’s confused mind.

    * * *

    Son Si-woo was discovering, one by one, joys he had never known before.

    I was the first to realize the beauty of the world.

    “Son Si-woo Hunter, I’m a fan!”

    “Can you take just one picture together?!”

    “Thanks to Hunter, South Korea is safe!”

    “Thank you so much!”

    The world outside the narrow room was so beautiful.

    Blue sky, dazzling sun, tall, straight buildings towering above, and people moving between them.

    Everyone was friendly to me.

    No, beyond being friendly, he sometimes showed a fanatic side.

    Every time I saw that sight, a shiver ran through my whole body.

    Especially since I have never been so wrapped up in affection since I was born.

    The next pleasure I felt was the pleasure that came from moving my body.

    Phew!

    “997… !”

    Wedge!

    “998… … !”

    Saaak!

    “999!”

    After his body recovered, he swung his sword more than 1,000 times every morning.

    I started to follow the same morning routine that Son Si-woo did in the past.

    At first it was just curiosity.

    ‘It’s hard to even wake up in the morning, so why am I doing this kind of training?’

    Because it was a routine that was completely incomprehensible to him, who had been living as a shut-in.

    That’s why.

    My body must have recovered, so I thought I had been fooled once and lived the day according to the routine I remembered.

    Wake up before daybreak, swing your sword, shower, eat breakfast, and go to work.

    After that, whenever I had time, I trained and trained again.

    The impressions of a day spent like that were not much different from what I expected.

    ‘It’s so fucking boring and dull.’

    Even my trained body was so tired and in pain that it made me scream.

    Why do I keep doing this training when I’m already strong enough?

    For a moment, I had doubts.

    ‘… I’m proud.’

    My heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment I had never felt before in my life.

    The time I spent locked up in a corner of the room was always a time of wasting something and emptying myself.

    But that day was different.

    I didn’t feel like I wasted a single hour, but rather felt completely fulfilled.

    The satisfaction that comes from filling, not emptying.

    Son Si-woo, who became curious about that world, kept to his routine more and more often, and finally realized.

    ‘This was the difference between him and me.’

    I’ve always wondered.

    Son Si-woo is also an orphan who was abandoned by his parents.

    But why was his life so brilliant and my own so unfortunate?

    He, who had always blamed the world and his surroundings in order to avoid finding the reason in himself, soon came to admit it.

    He, who devoted his time to filling himself, unlike himself who was busy wasting his time.

    That each and every small, precious day adds up to determine our lives.

    After realizing this, I felt a little regretful.

    ‘If I had realized this when I was Kim Do-jin…’

    I think that the bright future that Kim Do-jin is creating now might be mine.

    But that only lasts for a moment.

    ‘It’s okay. I’ll get better.’

    He repeated in a confident tone, clearing his chest.

    It wasn’t a lie or a boast.

    Recovering a damaged body was something that even the original owner could not do.

    But he did it.

    Is that all?

    I also found a way to further develop my body, which had already reached its limits.

    Some people say.

    Isn’t it time for the title of National Hunter to find a new owner?

    Of course, it’s still a minority opinion, but it’s inevitable that I feel concerned.

    That’s why he made a pledge.

    ‘The national hunter will never be handed over.’

    I will do whatever it takes to protect that.

    Every drop of sweat I shed today was for that hardship.

    Another day had passed, and he was finishing his shower, changing his clothes, and leaving the shower room.

    “Gi, Guild Master!”

    The secretary I remembered came running in urgently and started talking, out of breath.

    “Oh, this is a big deal!”

    “What the heck? A crack suddenly opened in the guild building?”

    “Oh, no. That’s not it.”

    “Let’s talk calmly. What the hell is going on?”

    “Oh, we have a guest.”

    “Guest?”

    He took a moment to recall his memories.

    Did you have someone you were supposed to meet today?

    “I don’t remember having any plans to meet anyone today.”

    “Yes, yes. That’s right. But this person insisted on meeting the guild leader… .”

    I became curious.

    This is the number one Yeomyeong guild in South Korea.

    Even if he were the president, he wouldn’t rush in so recklessly. Who could it be?

    “Who is that person?”

    When he asked, the secretary gave a shocking answer.

    “That, that’s… , I’m Hunter Kim Do-jin.”

    “… … .”

    A face that becomes stiff in an instant.

    “… Hunter Kim Do-jin came here.”

    “Yes… . I told him that even if he is a hunter Kim Do-jin, he cannot meet the guild leader unless he has an appointment, and he said that if he tells the guild leader this, he will allow it… .”

    “What does that mean?”

    The secretary, barely able to control her ragged breathing, continued speaking.

    “Isn’t it about time now?… I said that if I just told him that, he would understand.”

    “… … .”

    It’s time.

    I always expected that a day like this would come someday.

    The restrictions that had prevented their meeting had long since disappeared after the last year.

    On the contrary, I found it strange.

    ‘I thought you’d rush in as soon as the restrictions were lifted, but you didn’t.’

    It was a one-sided deal and he was the victim.

    So I thought he would come running up to me and grab me by the collar and shake me, but he didn’t.

    He was quiet.

    As if he didn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore.

    So he was also relieved that what he had worried about did not happen.

    ‘I never thought it would come at such an unexpected time.’

    I don’t know.

    Why am I finding myself only now?

    Maybe there’s a reason why I could ignore it then, but I can’t ignore it now.

    Or is there some purpose to seeing it now?

    There’s no use worrying alone.

    “Please guide me to the guild leader’s office.”

    “Yes…? Oh, yes…!”

    He stared blankly at his secretary who was running towards him in a hurry, then lowered his head and looked at his hanging hands.

    His hands were shaking slightly.

    ‘I’m scared.’

    Especially since you can never predict what he will say or do.

    But I had no intention of running away.

    Because I have absolutely no desire to let go of this life or ruin it.

    After taking a moment to catch his breath, he took the elevator straight to the guild master’s office.

    In front of him, several secretaries stood with fidgety expressions.

    First we had to get them out of here.

    “I’ll give you all a break, so go out and have a cup of coffee.”

    “… Yes, thank you.”

    Those who realize what he means quickly leave the place.

    Son Si-woo, standing alone in front of the door, quietly opened the door.

    Bam!

    As I enter with nervous steps, I see Kim Do-jin sitting with his back leaning against the wide sofa.

    A comfortable position, as if it were my own home.

    ‘Isn’t that wrong?’

    Until just a few years ago, this place was his.

    Finally, their gazes meet in midair.

    “Oh, you’re finally here.”

    Kim Do-jin gets up from the sofa with cheerful words and atmosphere.

    “I’ve been thinking about this since I came here.”

    He comes closer.

    “What should I say when we meet later?”

    He was curious too.

    What will he say and do first when he finally faces himself?

    “But only one comes to mind.”

    Kim Do-jin, who said that with a very stiff face, stops.

    The remaining distance is about ten steps.

    What on earth are you doing out there?

    While I was thinking about it.

    He displayed shocking behavior.

    “Take the bow first!”

    Didn’t Kim Do-jin suddenly kneel down and bow deeply to me?

    “Thank you so much for changing my body!”

    “Uh, um.”

    I don’t know how to react to such a completely unexpected behavior.

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