69. Intermission (2)

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“Eun-ha! Yoo Eun-ha!”

I awoke to Lee Yu-jeong greeting me.

There’s nothing fresher than being greeted by a beauty first thing in the morning.

“Senior Yu-jeong, I missed you.”

I pulled Lee Yu-jeong’s hair and kissed her lips.

“Wait, not now. I have something to tell you. Su-ji came out of training with horns on her head.”

“Horns?”

That’s probably my doing, from the absorption. Upgrading specs early is important. I don’t like the frustrating play of blindly following the original story.

I don’t regret it.

“Oh, that. It’s because of me. She’s a monster.”

Han Su-ji’s transformation drew the interest of the heroines.

“Obviously, it’s all your fault, Yoo Eun-ha.”

“Of course.”

Everything that goes wrong is my fault.

Han Su-ji, oblivious to my feelings, was playing with her new horns.

“Can you make them smaller?”

Of course. I can control them freely. If Han Su-ji, awakened by my magic, can’t, then she’s useless.

“Why are your eyes like that? Did you get into a fight?”

“What’s the difference from being a dark elf?”

“At least I can turn mine on and off. Soon I’ll have my elf awakening too.”

That was half-elf Reina talking.

“Can I make mine smaller too?”

That was Han Su-ji, adjusting her horns.

“If we’re comparing, I’m the ON/OFF switch.”

“No, Rachel, don’t interfere.”

“But I should be included. I’ve had a child with you.”

There’s a serious misunderstanding here. The child isn’t biologically mine.

Moreover, Lee Yu-jeong is clearly more affectionate toward me than the child is.

Even now, Lee Yu-jeong is sleeping on my head, showing more affection toward me than the child.

“What does having a child have to do with this? Why are you glaring at me?”

“Wait, so Rachel is the mother? And she’s had a child?”

“Not exactly, but yes.”

“Then what about me?”

Han Su-ji teared up.

Tears from women, not those shed in police stations or courts pretending to be victims, are rare.

I want to lick them.

Therefore, I gently hugged Han Su-ji and whispered in her ear.

“Su-ji, I’m telling you again. Only I can tolerate a villain like you. So behave in a way that pleases me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s a joke. I just want us to get along. Understand?”

Han Su-ji sighed in relief after I patted her back.

“Am I the most normal among us?”

Lee Yu-jeong said meaningfully, seeming proud.

“Where are you going? You’re always holed up at home tapping on your notebook.”

“Yes. A hikikimori.”

Lee Yu-jeong, usually expressionless, furrowed her brow slightly.

“At least I’m human. Here, one has horns and a deadly aura. I might be the ultimate winner.”

By human standards, Lee Yu-jeong has the advantage.

“You know, elves live extremely long lives, right? Almost no aging.”

“Monsters don’t menstruate.”

What’s the difference?

It seems like a pride issue over who’s the most normal. Clearly, Lee Yu-jeong is the most normal since she’s human, and the majority of people are ordinary humans.

But aren’t they not ordinary humans if they have abilities?

“Hey, Eun-ha, who among us is the most normal?”

“None of you are normal.”

I don’t know why they’re fighting over something so meaningless.

“Hey, Eun-ha, you can’t say that to someone who had your child.”

Rachel shoved Reina at me, tearing up.

It’s lovely how they want to prove their existence to me, but I’m not immune to this situation.

Even when I was an office worker, most of the women I slept with were married, so I didn’t have much interaction with single women.

“I don’t know!”

So I used Kate as an excuse to escape.

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Blue House

In the secret room of the Blue House, President Ha Jung-seok and Shinohara Yuzuki, the head of Japan, were in talks.

Clearly, this wasn’t an ordinary summit.

While Japan’s prime minister should formally visit, the real power lay with Shinohara Yuzuki. Due to diplomatic image concerns, she had to meet Ha Jung-seok privately.

“You should have come to Japan. Why visit here?”

Ha Jung-seok frowned.

He had tried to pressure Choi Cheol-sik of Hanseong Academy but meeting Japan’s de facto ruler privately wasn’t ideal.

“We must show that Japan and Korea are allies. As the head of the Shinohara family, you should visit.”

“This is nonsense.”

As the head of the Shinohara family, her visit was necessary, but how dare this young girl sit equally with him? Japan must have regressed. A young, inexperienced woman in such a position?

He wanted to kick her out but couldn’t, as Japan was now under Shinohara rule.

“Your words are smooth, but why do we need Shinohara’s help when we have capable hunters?”

Plenty of hunters could infiltrate the academy. Why involve Japan’s power, risking future interference?

“The relationship between the Blue House and the Hunter Guild is rocky. To infiltrate, one must be at least a guild member. If we take their help, the guild’s power grows, undermining the Blue House. But if we cooperate quietly, we won’t need their help.”

“Hm, that’s true.”

As Ha Jung-seok narrowed his eyes, Shinohara Yuzuki cautiously spoke.

“Korean leaders like gift boxes, don’t they?”

“This is-“

Shinohara Yuzuki called her attendant and brought out a gift box from the secret room. Inside were A-grade cores, some even S-grade. Selling them would yield a fortune.

Since it wasn’t direct money, it wasn’t problematic.

“We mean no harm to Korea. Accept this as a goodwill gesture, not a bribe.”

“I’ll accept it as a gesture. But all I can do is let you enroll in Hanseong Academy.”

“Thank you.”

The negotiation succeeded.

Since Shinohara spoke Korean and offered the gift box, Ha Jung-seok couldn’t outright dismiss Japan.

As Shinohara Yuzuki, her head covered, left the secret room, her attendant Shinohara Mariko asked:

“Madam, are you helping Korea more than necessary? I think being close is good, but this could give the prime minister leverage.”

“The prime minister can be dealt with anytime. Sooner or later, Korea will be ruled by hunters. It’s not bad to befriend them early. Plus, I want to see that promising Yoo Eun-ha.”

While the Blue House holds on, Korea will eventually fall to hunters. Ha Jung-seok, without hunter talent, is just a barking dog. Maybe a hunter will become president someday.

“What about the main house? If you’re away, the prime minister might find fault.”

Shinohara Yuzuki, Japan’s de facto ruler, risks gossip by enrolling in Hanseong Academy. Infiltration or not, it’s noteworthy.

“We have kagemusha with transformation abilities. Use them.”

“Yes, Madam.”

The groundwork is laid.

Shinohara Yuzuki is curious about Yoo Eun-ha.

A student with extraordinary skills, far beyond her peers. A rare hunter who can defeat top-tier enemies. She swallowed a shard of sin, becoming at least an A-grade monster.

Being close to Yoo Eun-ha, a future leader of Korea, won’t harm Shinohara.

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New York

The Hunter Union in America also noted the sins in Korea.

Alex, representing America in the Hunter Union, was in charge of everything related to Korea’s sins.

He had already found a place for his daughter in Korea.

He wanted to go himself but had too much work, so he decided to send his daughter Rosemary.

Given that Hanseong Academy is renowned worldwide, sending his precious daughter there would be reassuring.

“Father, are you telling me to go to Korea?”

A beautiful girl with long, tied-up hair asked Alex.

“Yes. Officially, it’s for studies, but really, it’s to investigate the sins. Also, befriend some prominent Korean hunters. This is the era of hunters. Especially, it’s good for you to be close to Yoo Eun-ha, the sister of the Divine Sword.”

It’s the great hunter era. Hunters with potential, regardless of borders, should be befriended. Especially Yoo Eun-ha, who’s gaining attention.

“What’s she like?”

“Like this. Rosemary, I think you’ll like having her by your side. She’s even more promising than the Divine Sword’s days as a student.”

Rosemary looked at the photo Alex handed her.

A white-haired woman wielding a white flame in the middle of a group battle.

At first sight, Rosemary was drawn to the perfect looks and figure. She had never seen such a flawless woman.

‘Maybe I can make her my doll too.’

“Well, it’s Hanseong Academy. Let’s go.”

Rosemary became the youngest hunter in America. She has nothing better to do. This is a good chance to add to her collection of dolls.

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Mysterious Dungeon

-When is Baekwa coming out?

-Make the slave bring the master.

-Why? Sia is cute too.

-I want to see both of them hugging each other.

-Pervert, get out!

-Honestly, their faces aren’t that bad. Why not criticize them?

“Aha ha. Sorry. The master is busy, so today’s BaekwaTV ends here!”

Choi Si-a ended the broadcast and sighed.

How long must she do this?

Of course, it’s the master’s orders, and she must obey gladly. But seeing perverted comments makes her want to kill the viewers.

After all, only the master can do anything to her, physically or verbally.

Choi Si-a crushed the head of a corpse under her foot.

“This must be the infamous Songdo Massacre.”

“Hm?”

Are there more trash left, or are new ones entering? She glanced and saw dozens of villains in black suits.

“We were going to take this dungeon, but Songdo’s Massacre is here.”

“Look at her body. So tempting. Let’s catch her and fuck her hard.”

“Do we know her face?”

“Who cares about her face? We’ll fuck her with the mask on.”

Their vulgar remarks are beneath contempt. But one thing stings.

They dare insult the face praised by the master. This is unbearable.

Though it’s not a face for such trash, Choi Si-a removed her mask, revealing herself.

“How dare you insult a face praised by the master with your trash talk?”

Choi Si-a gripped her sword tightly.

Such trash shouldn’t utter such words.

And their lewd gazes are like sexual harassment.

“Oh, she’s quite cute.”

“I want to do a collar on her neck.”

“Does she want to be gang-raped with her mask on?”

What nonsense are they spouting?

They were going to die anyway, but now my ears hurt.

“Is showing my face a reason to kill you all?”

[Aha ha. Yes, that’s it. Not God, but Goddess. Let’s kill them and go eat Eun-ha.]

‘This child and her phrases. Anyway, let’s kill them.’

Choi Si-a’s lips curled into a wicked grin, her sword gleaming ominously.