episode_0495

Unlike Seoul, which shines brightly even in the dark, the Vatican night is filled with silence.

As I walk along the streetlights installed at regular intervals, I reflect on the conversation I had with the saint a little while ago.

“Yoon Si-hoo… , has the potential to become an apostle of the seven great good fortunes… ?”

When I first heard that, I felt dizzy.

But when I think about it, I don’t think it was that surprising.

“… It definitely felt different from other kids.”

This guy was different.

I had something different from the brilliant talents around me.

Although the light may be weak and rough right now, it is something that seems like it will never go out.

A strange expectation that even if it is polished and polished hundreds of millions of times, it will not be chipped away, but rather will be able to emit a more dazzling light the more it is polished.

“Was that his potential as an apostle?”

I was puzzled every time I saw it.

Jin Ha-rin is a genius or a genius who can teach ten things by teaching him one thing.

On the other hand, Yoon Si-hoo is an ordinary person who can barely learn one thing if taught to him.

Why do I keep having such strong expectations for that guy?

“I understand now.”

If you have the potential to become an apostle of God, you are worthy of it.

No, if it wasn’t that bad, it would be strange.

“What… , okay, okay, everything is good, this is it.”

Aside from finally fully understanding the strange anticipation.

As the situation unfolded, doubts naturally arose.

“… Has the world decided to kill me?”

It’s absurd, but isn’t it an idea worth trying at least once?

Saint, Angela, Son Seo-yeon.

And finally, Yoon Si-hoo, a potential apostle.

Around the person chosen by the Seven Deadly Sins, there are already four apostles of the Seven Great Goodwill who are nothing short of enemies from heaven.

At this level, I don’t think it’s a blatant attempt to kill.

“I wonder if there is anyone else who lives a good life like me.”

I am confident.

So it’s unfair.

Both as a person and as one of the seven deadly sins.

This is fine!

“Ugh… , This is why if you live a good life, you will only suffer losses.”

For now, I’ll stop lamenting about my situation.

What’s important is what comes next.

How will we wisely overcome the current crisis?

she asked me

-“Please help Yoon Si-hoo to become an apostle.”

Please help me.

To the apostle of the Seven Deadly Sins, the birth of an enemy.

Her words did not end there.

-“Please let me see and feel many things. So that your beliefs and values can become more solid.”

He said that his mind, which was still in a state of confusion, just needed to finally get on the right path with faith.

If that happens, he will naturally be able to take on the name of an apostle.

Thinking over her words, I asked.

-“What if Sihu doesn’t take the right path?”

To this she answered:

-“Then… , Cadet Yoon Si-hoo was not destined to become an apostle.”

I thought about it there.

I thought that as long as I don’t mess up and get caught, I won’t be blamed.

-“I’ll do my best.”

So I accepted her offer with a lighter heart.

-“For world peace!”

Even the official check was properly executed.

The touching expression she made at that time was a delicacy among delicacies that could not be easily erased.

* * *

Sihoo Yoon.

21 years old.

Second-year student at a Korean university.

And members of the Twilight Apprentice Guild, a new guild that has recently been heating up Korea.

When he passed the high competition rate and became a member of the Twilight Apprentice Guild, everyone was whispering.

-“Why on earth was that kid chosen?”

-“I don’t know. I guess they gave me some kickback, or something.”

-“He said he was childhood friends with Jin Ha-rin? Didn’t that girl beg you to take it with her?”

-“Ah~ That’s right! He’s a genius? Unlike him.”

A surge of jealousy and envy.

However, these were not words simply uttered because of a stomach ache.

In reality, his skills weren’t that great when he was selected as a guild member.

He was also puzzled.

‘Why was I chosen?’

What is the reason why you were selected over your competitors?

It was difficult for me to find the answer due to my bad brain, so I asked directly.

-“Senior… , No, guild leader. I want to know why you chose me as a guild member!”

Kim Do-jin at the time answered the rather bold question with a bitter smile.

-“Not sure.”

‘Well’.

It was absurd.

I was starting to wonder if he was really chosen because he was Jin Ha-rin’s childhood friend.

-“Tell me yourself. Why did I choose you?”

-“… … !”

The reason it was handed over.

He thought as he returned home carrying a heavy burden.

-“Senior… , No, the guild leader is not the kind of person who would choose me for some trivial reason.”

He saw it.

Something about yourself that even you don’t know.

-“Now I understand… ! The guild leader trusts me and is waiting for me!”

He grew even more by drawing out something he had seen!

He jumped up from the bed, clenched his fists and shouted.

-“From now on, it’s really just practice… !”

I tried to die.

I learned things I didn’t know or found difficult by bowing to my professors, seniors, and even my classmates.

I practiced day and night until what I learned became my own, and then I achieved it.

Approval from others.

He made a promise amid the thrilling sense of accomplishment that enveloped his entire body.

If I keep working hard like this, I will receive more recognition and furthermore become a great hunter like Kim Do-jin.

That feeling has not changed.

Every day, I pushed and pushed until I collapsed from exhaustion without a single ounce of stamina left.

No one in the world can look down on my efforts like that.

I definitely thought so.

“Starting today, we begin full-scale training.”

“… Suddenly it’s called training?”

“From what I’ve seen so far, Sihu, you look so excited.”

What is this sound.

“… Me?”

“Yes, you.”

It was absurd.

This time, even the guild leader thought he had crossed the line and was about to say something.

“I’ll show you what real effort is, so be prepared and follow along.”

“… I understand.”

I gritted my teeth and followed him, glaring at him with venomous eyes.

Sometimes one movement is more powerful than ten words.

So I decided to show it.

I easily accomplished what he was talking about, real effort, and my effort was real.

Exactly two hours after leaving the dorm.

“Sa, please save me… .”

With tears and snot pouring out, he grabbed Kim Do-jin’s trouser legs and begged.

* * *

Hunter’s body is tougher than you can imagine.

Even with moderate training, they do not get injured, and their physical strength recovery speed is incomparably faster than that of ordinary people.

So sometimes there are people who get it wrong.

Fools who think that as long as they use up all their stamina, that is their best effort.

For hunters who have reached A-level or S-level, it is not effort.

It’s just a ‘basic’ that has to be done.

Effort comes next.

Do this while you are completely exhausted and exhausted.

“Kuheh… ! Cluck, cluck!”

I shake my head as I look at Yoon Si-hoo, who is barely holding and swinging his sword with a pale face.

“There’s still a long way to go.”

This guy was also one of the deluded guys mentioned above.

A fool who thinks that the day’s work is over when he uses up all his stamina.

“Wow… !”

dump!

The guy stops swinging his sword and falls down with his mouth clutched.

I didn’t manage to spit out what was inside, but it seems clear that the condition is really bad.

But it was far.

“It would have been better to vomit.”

“… … ?”

The guy’s eyes turn to me.

A harsh look in his eyes as if asking what kind of bullshit that is.

He grins at that guy and answers.

“My goal is to make you vomit three times today.”

“… … .”

The guy hastily removes the hand that was holding his mouth.

Finally, he subtly pushes one of his index fingers into his mouth.

Crazy guy.

“If you vomit now, it won’t count, so don’t use it.”

“Qu… !”

The guy’s face distorts mercilessly as he senses that he has missed a golden opportunity.

So why stop a natural phenomenon like that?

“Whoo, whoo… .”

The guy stands up, breathing heavily.

The boy stands tall, putting strength on his shaky legs, and his rebellious gaze turns towards me.

“This is… , no matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t seem like effort, it just feels like overuse.”

“Probably not.”

“No… You say?”

Since you don’t seem to know the meaning of overwork, I should explain it properly first.

“What is overwork? It’s making you work or making it so hard that you can’t bear it physically or mentally.”

“… Then, isn’t that just overkill?”

“No. Even when your body moves like that, it doesn’t get hurt or slow down in recovery. In fact, it gets faster. If you call it overwork because you are mentally exhausted… Well, that might be possible.”

I spit out my last words to the guy who is still glaring at me with an expression of incomprehension.

“If you can’t endure this much, it means you are only good enough for that, so there is nothing you can do.”

“Ugh… … !”

Men especially.

If your pride is touched, you get angry and gain strength that you didn’t have before.

“If you can’t do it, tell me now. Because it would be a waste of time if I got lost in the middle.”

A guy with his head slightly lowered, contemplating.

Your mind must be complicated.

Is it right to continue like this?

Can I hold on?

But I have too much pride to say I won’t do it.

… These are probably the thoughts.

Right at this time.

Instead of “.”

You have to throw a carrot.

“If you follow all the training, I will give you a very big reward.”

“… Compensation?”

Absolutely irresistible.

Very appetizing carrots.

“I will teach you swordsmanship.”

After hearing her suggestion, I came to a conclusion not long after.

I will make him an apostle.

Even if he wasn’t destined to become an apostle, I would force him into that position.

“Incidentally, the swordsmanship that I will teach you.”

Of course it’s not free.

This is a tip to keep the animal on a small leash in case it becomes your enemy.

That leash is none other than that.

“This is the sword technique mainly used by national hunter Son Si-woo.”

“… … !”

This is my sword technique that I hope everyone who uses a sword in Korea can learn.

“How about it?”

Aren’t you feeling a little spunky now?