episode_0657

December 30th.

Over the course of five days, over a hundred cracks were created and exploited.

I’ve traveled all over the US helping out with dungeon raids.

Not only did he personally enter A-class to S-class difficulty dungeons and clear them, but he also helped others by teaching them strategies he had acquired through decades of knowledge when entering dungeons.

The results are as follows.

“Thank you so much, Hunter Kim Do-jin.”

“If it weren’t for you, it would have been impossible to conquer them all.”

“I owe you a debt, so I will definitely repay it someday.”

The U.S. government and major guilds have all expressed their gratitude.

He said that without my help, the confusion would not have been resolved so quickly.

If you have any problems or need help in Korea, just let me know and I will help you as much as I can.

“Fortunately, we can hold the New Year’s event.”

“Well, that’s fortunate. If the New Year’s celebration hadn’t been held properly, there would have been a bigger mess.”

“… … .”

Cracks that had been forming like mushrooms just two days ago began to form less frequently on the 29th, and stopped forming at all on the 30th.

As if someone had said enough and taken the money.

Of course, it was natural.

If I hadn’t finished the dungeon raid on time, the plan itself would have been disrupted.

Fortunately, thanks to the strategy being completed a day before, the New Year’s event was decided to proceed as planned.

Wouldn’t it be right to cancel events like this in an already chaotic situation?

That’s right.

If it were a normal event, it would be met with criticism just for holding it in such a chaotic atmosphere.

But it is not just any other event, it is an event to wrap up the year and welcome the new year.

It has been held for a long time and is now one of the most popular events in the United States.

These events are in themselves a demonstration of America’s vitality.

Canceling such an event because of the chaotic atmosphere?

This is no different from showing weakness by saying, ‘We don’t have the capacity.’

“But wouldn’t it be right to cancel it?”

Shin Yu-jeong asks as if she still has difficulty understanding my explanation.

“That’s right.”

That’s right.

It is right to cancel such events, even if it shows weakness to the international community.

Because it’s right to eliminate any situation where even a 1% chance of a problem could arise.

“But why don’t you cancel it?”

“That’s because… our higher-ups hate being looked down on in the international community more than the safety of their citizens.”

Not all, but most of America’s big shots are arrogant and haughty.

Since my country is the strongest country in the world, they think they are the strongest too and brag about it.

This could be said to be a typical example of a fox using the might of a tiger.

What matters to them is not the safety of citizens.

I just hope that the United States will continue to support me as a leader in the international community.

“Ugh… , wherever you go, politicians are the problem.”

“That’s what it is.”

The guy who was shaking his head asked me.

“Is power really that good?”

“Well.”

This is one of the questions I’ve always been curious about.

Did they originally have a strong desire for power, or did they change after they got power?

I don’t know if power is something worth coveting, but one thing is certain.

“It’s convenient to have power.”

“How is it comfortable?”

“Just be considerate and considerate of everything.”

Even if it is against the law or regulations, those who want to look good to those in power do not hesitate to commit illegal acts or break regulations.

Thanks to this, those in power can collect money, acquire information, and lead comfortable lives more easily than anyone else.

“That’s it?”

The guy asking with cold eyes.

A look that seems pitiful for someone to seek power just for that.

“What… , I guess he feels like the consideration and convenience that is given only to him is a privilege. Everyone bows and bows their heads in front of him, so he gets sucked into it.”

When power is weak, one person bows his head.

If you gain a little more power, ten people will look down on you.

Everything you say is true, and even your excuses and complaints are accepted as natural.

People above people.

An outlaw who operates outside the law.

They find pleasure there.

You don’t have to follow what everyone else is following, and the moment your words break conventional wisdom, you feel a pleasure stronger than drugs.

The guy who had been listening to the explanation in a flat tone asked me a question.

“What about you?”

“What the.”

“Do you feel good when people bow their heads?”

“No.”

National Hunter.

The nickname was not just an illusion of empty fame.

A hunter with the greatest support from the people.

Since it can exert tremendous power on its own, power naturally arose in me.

Anything you say comes true, and even if you make a small mistake, it’s treated as if it never happened.

People said that it was the proper consideration given to the guardians who protected this country, but well.

“Not really, that’s it.”

I wasn’t very happy.

“Why?”

Why?

“Conversation should be done by looking into each other’s eyes, but those in power always talk to the back of the head.”

“Kickkick… !”

Shin Yu-jeong bursts into laughter at the unexpected answer.

It may sound like a joke, but I was serious.

As unwanted power arose, it became more difficult to communicate with people.

My very presence made them uncomfortable.

What should I say… It feels like I suddenly became a division commander or corps commander while being dropped from a battalion or company?

So I was a little lonely.

As the number of people and moments with whom I can speak more openly decreases.

That’s why I said all sorts of things to the guy disguised as a surrogate.

“Anyway, I hate it when someone bows down in front of me.”

Of course, there are exceptions.

“Except when you come inside my legs.”

“Huh… ?”

A guy who reacts to the added lewd words by licking his lips with his tongue.

“Where…, then shall we go inside again?”

“No.”

This time it’s my turn to go inside you.

“Aah♥”

The room was filled with heat.

* * *

Early morning.

Chris got a call.

Before proceeding with the full-scale plan, he asked to see the 100 sacrifices that would be offered to open the gates of the abyss.

I leave my teammates at the hotel and go out alone to get into the waiting car. Chris, who was already in the car, greets me with a smile.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you in person, right?”

“That’s right.”

“I heard the news. You’ve been out raiding dungeons for the past few days.”

“Yeah. Who did you have to suffer so much to get what you wanted?”

“Hmm… Was there a reason why you went through all that trouble?”

I gave him the answer he wanted to give me when he asked me a question that seemed to be trying to test me.

“Because the event itself should not be cancelled due to failure to complete the strategy on time.”

The guy laughs.

“Hahaha! That’s right. I overdid it a bit. I was a bit… excited because I thought it was the real start.”

“… … .”

It didn’t seem like a lie.

In fact, the guy’s face was overflowing with a liveliness I had never seen before.

A plan that has been in preparation for a very long time is finally starting, and it’s worth it.

By the way, didn’t you reveal the fact that you can open a crack too easily?

Since it had come to this, I asked him to clear up my previous doubts.

“If you can open the crack, you don’t have to go through all the trouble to do it.”

“That’s right.”

The guy who nodded continues speaking.

“But unfortunately, I can’t open the cracks at will, in the area I want.”

“… So there are restrictions.”

“Yes, there is. To be exact, I’m not opening a crack.”

“What if it doesn’t open?”

“It’s bringing forward the opening time.”

“… … .”

I have a rough idea of what you mean.

“The time of the crack that was to be created in the future was brought forward to the present, is that it?”

“That’s right. As expected, Mr. Dojin understood right away.”

It may be possible to bring forward the timing of crack opening.

That is to say.

“… You can see when and where the cracks open.”

“That too… , yes.”

“Huh.”

Even if you can’t open it at will, it’s a sufficiently fraudulent ability.

But I didn’t believe it straight away.

Actually, I think there are probably more restrictions that the guy didn’t tell me about.

If not, just by mercilessly opening the cracks and passing through them, it would have been possible to accelerate not only chaos but destruction in the world.

A time to talk and reflect for a while.

The car soon arrived at New York Harbor.

It’s impossible to transport a hundred people on an airplane.

So, after they were knocked unconscious, they were loaded into containers and transported to the United States.

Of course, transporting people by boat is not an easy task.

But Hexagram’s connections made it possible.

Perhaps they’ve recruited a number of big shots in preparation for something like this.

Open the door of a container located on one side of the port.

Squeak!

People can be seen sprawling around through the cracks in the open door, making a loud noise.

“Hmm… , he’s not dead, is he?”

“I put you to sleep with a sleeping spell. I walked hard, so unless you wake me up by force, you can rest assured for at least four days.”

“Okay.”

Close the container door, which was slightly open so that no one could see.

When I turn my back, Chris is looking at me with a disgusted expression.

“That’s unexpected.”

“What is it?”

“I actually thought Mr. Kim Do-jin wouldn’t accept my mission.”

“Is there any reason for that?”

“Yes, there is.”

The guy continues talking, the corners of his lips curling up.

“I always thought that Mr. Kim Do-jin was the type of person who would always defend his beliefs.”

“… … .”

“But it seems I was wrong.”

A guy who turns his back with a relieved expression.

“Now, all preparations are complete. See you at midnight.”

I clenched my fists as I blankly stared at the guy walking away with a leisurely gait.

The nails dug into the skin so hard that blood flowed out.

“Hoo.”

I wasn’t feeling very well.

no.

“It sucks.”

Because what the guy said wasn’t wrong.

That made me even angrier.