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    Her eyes, which shook and stopped several times, turned to me.

    “Good. I’ll do as you say.”

    also.

    She readily accepted my offer, saying it didn’t matter.

    No, maybe he knows.

    It’s true that they are necessary for their own purposes, but they are also dangerous.

    “But all I can do is coordinate. I can’t help you any more than that.”

    “Of course.”

    That was enough.

    As long as it serves as a bridgehead to delve into Hexagram.

    No matter what you do inside, it is more comfortable to be alone afterward.

    Wouldn’t that allow you to do everything you can without worrying about what others think?

    However, I was curious.

    “But is it really possible?”

    Can you really mediate between me and those guys?

    It’s me too, but they must be gritting their teeth because they have suffered a lot from me.

    She thought for a moment and then shook her head.

    “I think it is possible. However, this is assuming that one prerequisite is met.”

    “If it is a prerequisite… ?”

    “Jincheon… , you have it?”

    A confident question.

    It was expected.

    Because she’s the only one who knows some of my secrets.

    At the same time, the moment I heard the name Jincheon, I realized what she wanted to say.

    “… Should I try to recruit him?”

    “That’s right.”

    I understood it in my head.

    Jincheon is an executive at Hexagram.

    If you recruit an executive before mediating with them, things will go much easier.

    The problem is how to recruit him… .

    “Wouldn’t it be impossible?”

    No matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with an answer.

    Honestly, that’s right.

    If I suddenly asked you to hold hands with an enemy who cut off both of your arms, would you do so?

    I already don’t have a hand to hold, but whatever.

    “It seemed like he was anxious to kill me whenever he saw me.”

    Something like that happened once.

    He seemed to be tired of the long interrogation and finally decided to open his mouth.

    Then he asked me to put my ear close to him and he put it on my face, and what is this?

    “Suddenly he tried to bite my ear.”

    I still feel dizzy just thinking about that time.

    If I had been a little late in putting my face back, my ear might have been chewed up and cut off.

    That’s how much his resentment toward me is rising as time passes.

    Is it really possible to calm that anger?

    “It would be better to handle it without anyone knowing… .”

    “No.”

    Han Joo-hee shakes her head resolutely.

    “That’s just second best.”

    It’s the next best thing.

    Anyway, it means that they are thinking about it too.

    That means she has a way to gain his support.

    ask her

    “How?”

    she answers

    “First, let’s put the arms back on.”

    “… … .”

    How do you do that?

    * * *

    Cracks brought despair and fear to humans.

    And at the same time, it led to the development of countless scientific and technological developments.

    Rarely found minerals in dungeons and by-products of monsters were superior compatibility with previously used materials, and magic stones replaced existing energies with eco-friendly energy that did not pollute the environment.

    These discoveries have helped solve unresolved problems across many fields, and as a result, science and technology are once again advancing at a remarkable pace.

    One of the representative examples is prosthetic hands.

    Before the crack occurred, the prosthetic hand had no function and was merely an orthotic device that mimicked the shape of the hand.

    I tried to somehow connect it to the nerves and create a fake that looked like the real thing to replace my hand, but it was a frustrating situation where I couldn’t move forward because I was blocked by such a high barrier.

    However, the prosthetic hand made after the crack was created is on a different level.

    How much has changed?

    One sentence is enough to answer that question.

    Even when comparing the highest grade prosthetics to the real thing, it is difficult to tell the difference.

    Of course, it is that expensive.

    Anyway, there is one reason why I suddenly think about prosthetic hands.

    Because it became necessary.

    Who are you going to use it for?

    Isn’t it true?

    He’s locked in our guild’s basement training room.

    That’s not the only surprising thing.

    “Now, we are going to make a prosthetic hand.”

    He said let’s make the prosthetic hand ourselves.

    It was difficult to understand.

    No, why?

    Prosthetic hands have already developed as they should and have reached a singularity.

    The top-of-the-line prosthetic hand is expensive, but considering her wealth, it is nothing more than a cessation of bleeding, so why bother making a prosthetic hand?

    As if she sensed my feelings, she answered.

    “It’s not that I didn’t think about purchasing it. However, wouldn’t it be difficult to erase all of that person’s anger if you could just give them money?

    “… That makes sense.”

    No matter how amazing a high-end prosthetic hand is, it is ultimately a fake.

    Especially for a martial artist like him who has been training in martial arts all his life, the slight difference will be clearly felt.

    No matter how real the arm is, he will feel dissatisfied, and whenever that happens, he will vent his anger at me for cutting off his real arm.

    “So, the two of us are going to make it ourselves. I’m sure. If you and I join forces, we will be able to create a prosthetic hand that is incomparable to any prosthetic hand available on the market.”

    “Umm.”

    It’s not impossible.

    She probably isn’t talking about making it all from start to finish.

    “We will purchase the highest quality prosthetic hand and change its functions to suit our taste. For example, the output, the capacity of the magic stone battery that supports it, and… , and the type of magical nerve that connects to the nerve.”

    In short, it means leaving the outside behind and completely overhauling the inside.

    That was the best we could do.

    No matter how great a wizard is, it is absurd to create a perfectly shaped arm beyond the know-how of those who have been making prosthetic hands for tens or hundreds of years.

    “And this is not just used to quell his anger.”

    I tilt my head and ask back at her next words.

    “Then what?”

    “Even if we gave him a prosthetic arm that was excellent enough to replace his real arm, I’m not sure that his anger would completely go away. perhaps… , they might just keep their head down and look for an opportunity to attack you.”

    “Hmm… , that’s also true.”

    That’s what anger is like.

    Mild anger can’t overcome the rising emotions and ends up going wild, but anger that cuts deep into the bones becomes calmer.

    Just wait with a calm mind.

    Hold on, endure, persevere, and hold on until the perfect opportunity for revenge comes.

    … Just like me now.

    “So, I plan to install a device on the prosthetic hand we made.”

    “If it is a device… .”

    “A kind of control device in case the arm we made is pointed at you or me.”

    She laughs coldly.

    * * *

    Creating something is never easy.

    The higher the quality you want to produce, the more difficult it becomes.

    Moreover, what they are trying to make is the finest object that does not exist in the world.

    Even though she was well-versed in making artifacts and he had abilities that others did not have, the two went through countless trials and errors.

    “Try to hold on a little better.”

    “No, the problem isn’t here and now, it’s more about Hunter Joohee Han… .”

    “I don’t know where the problem is, so you should tell me more clearly.”

    … We experienced a lot of disagreements.

    It was inevitable because they were two people with very strong egos.

    However, their conflicts and hardships were clearly rewarded.

    By producing a perfect prosthetic hand that can be called the best result.

    Two people looking at the finished product in fascination.

    Han Joo-hee asks with an expression of disbelief.

    “Really… , we did it.”

    “Sure.”

    Something so great was created.

    We succeeded in implementing pain sensation so that not only can you fully feel the sensation of moving your arm like the real thing, but you can also fully feel the touch of the prosthetic hand.

    That wasn’t all.

    As an S-level hunter wears it, the power output has been greatly increased, making it possible to exert enormous power with a small amount of force.

    Cold sweat ran down Kim Do-jin’s spine as he imagined Jincheon performing martial arts with these arms.

    ‘If I fight with my arms attached, I might lose… ?’

    But this was only an imagination.

    Because there won’t be any more fights with him.

    “This will definitely attract him.”

    “Of course.”

    The two people, full of confidence, immediately put the prosthetic hand into the special case and headed to the guild hideout at dusk.

    In front of the underground training room we arrived at.

    “Like I said last time, I’ll go in first and talk about it.”

    “Yes.”

    It was a story agreed upon in advance.

    In order to calmly exchange opinions, at least for a moment, it was better for Kim Do-jin not to be in front of us.

    She immediately opened the door and went inside.

    An empty space built for training purposes without any special items.

    A middle-aged man sitting there with his eyes closed.

    He, who had become very thin due to not eating or drinking, opened his eyes and looked up at Han Joo-hee, who had just entered the room, and curled his lips.

    “Someone told me that I walk lightly… , it’s you.”

    “I didn’t know that reunion would happen this way.”

    “How did we get here? Did you really end up with that damn guy?”

    Jincheon begins to show hostility.

    She calmly shook her head and explained the situation.

    Kim Do-jin’s willingness to realize that his goals are the same as his and that he is willing to take a step back for his sake.

    His eyes widened slightly when he heard this.

    “… Is that all true?”

    “I swear whatever I want. There is no lie in what I said just now.”

    There was something to hide.

    The fact that he is my husband’s illegitimate son.

    But other than that, there were no lies, so she was honest.

    Jincheon was lost in thought for a moment.

    “If it is true… , it will definitely be an unrivaled benefit for us.”

    I understood it in my head.

    If there is no lie in what he said, he should put aside his personal feelings for the sake of the organization.

    But my heart was always the problem.

    “But it’s not easy.”

    Both his arms were cut off by him.

    In other words, his destiny as a warrior, which he had prided himself on his entire life, was over.

    “It’s not easy to recognize the guy who took away my martial arts, which was everything to me, as an ally.”

    “I know.”

    It was expected.

    So she said, putting down the large bag she had brought with her in front of him.

    “So I brought you something that might offset your heartache a little.”

    Sweet!

    When you press the button, the lid opens.

    Eventually, what was revealed was the arm.

    So elaborate that it’s hard to tell at a glance if it’s real or fake.

    “Prosthetic hand… Is it?”

    When he asked, guessing that it was a prosthetic arm by looking at the mechanical devices visible in the cross section, she nodded and continued speaking.

    “This is a prosthetic hand that Dojin Kim and I made ourselves. It’s a completely different product than anything else on the market.”

    “Heung.”

    He snorted.

    We know that the development of prosthetic hands has reached a singularity.

    But it was still not enough.

    What he needed was not for everyday use, but for combat.

    You can feel all your senses vividly and move as quickly as you want.

    An arm that can never be imitated unless it is real, and can no longer be returned.

    That made me even more angry.

    How dare you try to quell your anger with something like that.

    “With a prosthetic hand that doesn’t feel anything… .”

    “Wrong.”

    She cut off his words and continued.

    “This prosthetic hand can feel everything. And it moves the way you want.”

    “What… … !”

    Jincheon is greatly surprised.

    She cut off all the chains that were binding his body and pointed to the prosthetic hand.

    “If you don’t believe it, try it out. It’s never too late to make a decision later, right?”

    “… … .”

    Gulp!

    After swallowing dry saliva, his body gradually moved towards the arm.

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