Chapter 127: Japan trip (3)
by fnovelpia
I seriously pondered in my head how I should deal with that piece of trash.
How should I take care of it?
“How does it sound to everyone? To me, it sounds like Park Yoo-jeong’s voice.”
“For me, it was saying something about how a staff is stronger than a spear.”
“A spear? A staff?”
“There’s a spear, staff, and gloves for the Battle mage.”
“Oh, gloves must mean punching. Got it.”
So, they’re divided into groups: fists, staff, and spear factions.
“That woman threatened to turn me into a cat.”
“For me, she was acting like my wife and picking a fight.”
“She told me to open the door before my debt of 2 billion turns into 40 billion.”
“Damn it, I’m not some kind of laundry machine!”
“Looking at it from our perspective, this seems a bit…”
“Yeah, it’s a little annoying.”
“It is kind of irritating. For me, it’s the Demon King picking a fight.”
Po-po-po-po
It’s making that sound again.
I’m starting to get angry now.
That repetitive po-po sound ringing in my head—it’s pissing me off.
Ttaengchili’s face started to twist as if they were hearing something strange.
What could they have heard?
Suddenly, Ttaengchili raised his hand, clearly angry.
“Wait, are we really cowering in fear because of that thing?”
“Huh, yeah, you’re right.”
Come to think of it, I’ve been just watching for too long.
Shouldn’t we have just confronted it head-on from the start?
And here we are, sitting still.
This isn’t something the followers of the Kanora Church would do.
“If we can’t stay still, what should we do?”
“We just need to beat it up.”
There’s no reason to fall for this event trap, especially not all night.
It’s a waste of time, and not getting sleep is nonsense.
“What? You want to fight it? It’s a spirit, though. Is that really necessary?”
“A spirit? That doesn’t mean anything to us.”
Po-po-po-po
I couldn’t stand to hear it any longer.
I wasn’t the only one who thought so.
Everyone’s resolve united.
Ttaengchili was the first to make a move.
“Take this, you damn witch!”
With all his strength, he delivered a rocket punch right to the mouth of the dumb Hachishaku-sama, who couldn’t even count beyond “po.”
They smashed through the window and hit the giant’s face.
A perfectly executed surprise attack.
Thwack!
The Hachishaku-sama was knocked back, lifting her head.
A bizarre face appeared under the straw hat.
Her eyes, nose, and mouth were all huge, especially her mouth, which was stretched all the way to her ears.
It made me want to stuff mint chocolate in that gaping maw.
And what was she wearing—a dress?
That ugly face in a dress?
She was insulting the very concept of a dress.
“Wait, did that actually work? A physical attack?”
“We’re believers of the Kanora faith, remember?”
That’s right.
We believe in the Kanora Church.
So, we can even take down things that are immune to physical attacks.
It’s no wonder the kimono girl and Harusaki Yoshino were so shocked.
“Who cares if physical attacks don’t work? We’re using Kanora attacks.”
“Oh.”
Po-po-po-po
She’s still making that po-po sound.
I’m seething with rage.
Why can’t she say anything other than “po”?
Do I need to sit her down and teach her?
With all these thoughts running through my mind, I decided to smash her head.
“Headshot!”
Wham!
I swung my mace with all my might, hitting her in the head.
I thought about switching to a scythe but held back.
The mace just felt more satisfying for impact.
The ultimate head-smashing attack!
The Hachishaku-sama’s head caved in, and she collapsed.
“Po-po-po-po-po-po!”
“Now what’s this b**** looking at? A ghost who doesn’t even know her place!”
I swung the mace again, smashing her head once more.
The once-composed face of the spirit was now crumpled.
That’s how you deal with spirits—by beating them senseless until they come to their senses.
“How dare you pretend to be my wife? Die, you Japanese ghost.”
“You think you know about spears, you b****? Do you actually want to die?”
“You think you know what it’s like to live as a slave? Just go die!”
The joint attack from Cheonma, Battle mage and slave elf rained down on the Hachishaku-sama.
I felt a little sorry for it.
Should I stop them?
No, even if I did, they probably wouldn’t listen.
In fact, wouldn’t beating up a ghost make them known as a righteous group that punishes spirits?
Crack! Crunch! Wham!
They beat it for quite a while, and Harusaki Yoshino’s face grew more and more rigid.
Yeah, seeing a ghost being beaten like this must look a bit off.
Even as members of the Kanora Church, who would have thought they’d handle a ghost like this?
We used blessings and abilities to deal with dragons, but this Hachishaku-sama is different.
It’s a literal ghost.
And just like that, the ordeal ended.
The Hachishaku-sama was knocked down, and we had won.
“Hmm, this is my first time seeing a ghost’s corpse.”
“Wasn’t the ghost already dead in the first place?”
“Then what should we call this?”
Well, you can’t exactly call it a ghost corpse, and we don’t know if it’s really dead.
It’s hard to define.
Should we just treat it like a Wraith?
Even though it didn’t drop any magic stones.
Isn’t it just a trash ghost monster with a decent appearance?
– Let’s absorb it. It looks tasty.
I took out the balance scale and absorbed the soul of the Hachishaku-sama.
Mmm, this is the taste of a fresh ghost!
I couldn’t resist it.
“Huh? Was this some kind of gag story? Huh?”
Harusaki Yoshino seemed confused.
There’s nothing to be confused about.
This is just routine for us.
Like always, we just kill and move on.
“Hmm? But what’s that thing over there, aside from the Hachishaku-sama?”
“What else could it be?”
In the distance, I saw something strange—a creature with the face of a demon.
It was even holding a club, unmistakably a Japanese Oni.
Right.
An Oni.
It looked like a red giant, and that club—it must’ve made some meat pancakes before.
But that’s all there is to it.
“What the hell is that thing now?”
“It looks more dangerous than my sister when she goes berserk.”
“Hero, just protect the kimono girl and Yoshino-san here.”
Once we made up our minds, it was over for them.
We had already declared that we wouldn’t play along with any more of this ghost nonsense.
Crunch!
The Oni’s head was easily smashed to pieces.
How could it be this weak?
How does it even live as a ghost like this?
“Wait, what happens now?”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, nothing. Just, what do we do now?”
What do you mean, “what do we do?”
We just keep doing what we’ve always done, right?
Oh, wait, they mentioned a dungeon guide, didn’t they?
That could be a bit tricky.
In the end, isn’t this how they’ve been making a living—by hunting these things?
We might’ve just ruined that for them.
Sure, we were told it was okay to hunt, but this is unexpected.
Even if the Prime Minister cleans up the mess for us, it could still be a problem.
And since we’ve just hit our stride, it feels weird to leave now.
So, the answer is simple.
“What else is there to do?”
“What?”
“If it dies, it dies. If not, then it doesn’t. Simple as that.”
“That’s… too simple.”
That’s just life.
Those who are meant to die, die.
The strong live, and the weak perish.
That’s why we’re going to thoroughly trample this ghost that doesn’t even know its place.
“All of this is the will of Kanora. Do not forgive those who harm the followers of our god.”
“Usually, aren’t gods supposed to show mercy?”
That’s something cheap goddesses do.
“That’s what sets our god apart from the rest. Our god cares only for the believers. Doesn’t it seem strange to leave alive those who torment the children of the god?”
“True, that does make sense.”
The persuasion worked.
Yes, this is the taste.
The feeling of brainwashing someone.
***
Blue House
-Why did Kanora Church head to Japan?
-Did Kanora Church choose Japan as a response to petty bullying? Hunters’…
-Why did Japan extend a hand to Kanora Church in its crisis?
The Guild Union’s advice to protect the Hunter society…
President Ha Sang-jae scrolled through recent articles related to hunters that had been circulating online.
Ever since the Cataclysm and his ascension to the presidency, the media had been flooded with articles about the constant problems with the guilds.
But now, for the first time in a while, refreshing news was coming out.
Kanora Church.
The returning power and guild that was chosen to stand against the guilds that were acting as if they were caretakers of the president.
They were doing their job well.
There was even a sense of ease.
The Saintess seemed to be doing quite well in political maneuvering.
“Hmph, things are unfolding in a ridiculous way.”
“It’s all thanks to their gifted individuals, isn’t it?”
“They probably did it to avoid backlash. Anyway, the Saintess is sharp. They may be enjoying a vacation, but behind the scenes, they’re managing to mess with the Guild Union.”
The greatest power on the Korean Peninsula right now could be said to be the returning force that cleared the Dragon Dungeon and the Tower of Destruction.
With even the super-popular star Lee Si-yeon joining, how could it not be huge?
The international situation surrounding Kanora Church is also no joke.
Since Kanora Church had laid groundwork for a while, there were now even whispers that their move to Japan meant they were abandoning Korea.
“If we’re not careful, things could become really dangerous. I’m curious to see how the hunters will handle this.”
“They need to face some crisis this time.”
Only then would the guild members come to their senses.
That’s right, Kanora Church was also said to have jobs that specialize in incitement.
It might be a good idea to make contact with them.
Who knows, maybe they could shift the focus from hunters to the president.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere within the Guild Union was somber.
“Who would’ve thought we’d be hit back like this by Kanora Church?”
“Yeah. Now that I think about it, they have nothing to lose.”
From Kanora Church’s perspective, they don’t need to cling to Korea.
They have the international stage.
They’ve already made a significant impact on the world, even as a controversial religious group.
On the other hand, while they’re from Korea, a hunter powerhouse, only a few, including Lee Si-yeon, have any real global influence compared to the pre-Cataclysm days.
The Korean Guild Union has no reach in the global market.
“If this were the pre-Cataclysm era, we could’ve called them traitors for fleeing to Japan.”
“But that’s not going to fly anymore. Honestly, how many of them even have any sense of Korean identity left? They’ve all become so alien.”
“What should we do then? If Kanora Church doesn’t come back? Japan’s already given them a grand welcome.”
“Maybe we should take a step back?”
“Are you saying we should give up the dungeons?”
The leaders of the Guild Union were divided in their opinions.
In the end, they all reached the same conclusion.
They had attacked Kanora Church too hastily.
“Even the Kanora Church fan cafe is in an uproar. They’re planning a protest in front of the Administration Office.”
The Guild Union representatives felt their heads growing hot.
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