episode_0101

‘… after.’

I wiped the sweat running down my forehead with the back of my hand and took a deep breath.

Hey, this…

‘It’s harder than I thought.’

A butcher knife that gets stuck everywhere.

Actually, the monster in front of me right now was quite a welcome sight.

.

It was the first monster I encountered and defeated after falling here.

“Isn’t that right? Two people?”

“…I didn’t really want to see it.”

“Mwaaa~”

“…What is it? Have you guys ever caught this?”

As we talked among ourselves, Joo Na-yong must have felt left out, so he quietly joined the conversation.

Now that I think about it, Joo Na-yong doesn’t know.

“Once upon a time, we entered the gate together for . This was the first monster we met back then. This is also the first time we met the two of us here.”

“Hey…”

Let out a small exclamation, ‘Hmm?’ Give me the distance.

He glances at Moon Bo-ra, then hints at me.

“Huh, so we haven’t known each other for a long time?”

“Huh? Well, right? It definitely won’t last half a year.”

“…Hmm…”

In response, Nayong Joo twitched the corners of his mouth for some reason.

Maybe it’s my imagination that something seems a little good?

Anyway, I answered, holding on to the tail and carefully cutting it off.

The professor said this part is the most expensive.

For a moment, what Mnyangi said before came to mind.

―… The tail here is also used as an alchemy material, so it can fetch a high price.

As expected, our Mnyang.

You were smart back then too.

Anyway, I felt it again.

I’ve noticed this to some extent since Professor Kankanmi’s …

‘As expected, 《Gonis Hunter Academy》.’

The quality of the professors was truly amazing.

Did Choi Chae-gul do this?

Although it is only less than 40 minutes.

The information he gave was systematic and thorough, even to me, a layperson.

‘There was a lot of content that wasn’t written in the textbook.’

The direction the blade enters.

How to harvest skin, claws, fingernails, teeth, eyeballs, etc. with less damage, etc.

Each step was explained in detail.

Just by looking at this, I could see how proud he was of his work.

It’s to the point of respect.

There was another teacher right next to us.

Softly, softly.

The cute and soft cat tail wraps around like a bracelet.

He stopped the knife to tell him not to proceed any further.

“Meaaa~ Seha. You have to hold the tail backwards and turn it to cut it like a cut. Otherwise, the blood may flow and hurt you.”

“aha!”

We proceed slowly and carefully, listening to our angelic Mnyang’s ‘meaa~’ words.

Thanks to this, the theory floating around in my head is understood and naturally implemented into action.

Then, as if I had been waiting, an information window appeared.

[‘The eyes of the sky’ go against the laws of heaven.]

[This is a Legendary level skill. Subject: Choi Chae-gul.]

[The path of choice is activated. Choices are given for compensation.]

[‘Delicate Slaughter’ or ‘Slaughter’, Strength +1]

‘oh… ?’

This was a pretty funny situation.

‘In addition to [Eye of the Sky], [Selection] was activated… ‘

The choices were also unique.

I never thought abilities would be given as a reward…

‘It could be like this…’ ‘

This was information that even had not heard.

Well, maybe I just dismissed it as trivial and didn’t explain it.

After thinking for a moment, I soon made my choice.

[The blade, which has been used steadily for a long time, digs mercilessly into the by-products of the monster.]

[Select ‘Delicate Slaughter’. This is a level 15 rare skill. It is acquired by dropping to level 2.]

[As an acquisition reward, your strength increases by 1 and your spirit increases by 1.]

Okay, that’s good.

I chose [Delicate Slaughter] because I thought it would be nice to slowly gain abilities.

Additionally, the acquisition rewards were generously included.

As a test, I held a knife and used [Delicate Slaughter].

Ssuk, Ssuk.

Oh, it’s different.

It’s completely different.

‘Wow, the blade goes in so easily…’ ‘

The leather, which had taken a lot of effort until now, is cut off smoothly.

Thanks to that, I was flirting with the easy practice.

A shadow fell over my head.

Raise your head.

Before we knew it, Choi Chae-gul had approached us and was looking down at us.

“…professor?”

Choi Chae-gul stands blankly despite the question.

Soon, I realize that his gaze is not at me, but at Mnyang next to me.

He hesitated, but then slowly opened his mouth.

“…Miss Mahana?”

“Meah?! Kyo, Professor? When did you come?”

“…If it’s not rude, may I ask how you learned the butchering skill?”

It was a very random question, but he was serious.

No, what should I say…

I felt a little shocked.

Mnyangi looks directly into Choi Chae-gul’s shaking eyes.

She blinked a few times and then smiled like an angel, saying ‘Meaaaa~’.

“Yes, if you like my story!”

*

Mahana did not stop [slaughtering].

At the same time, he jabbed his story coherently and cutely to Choi Chae-gul.

“It must have been about 10 years ago.”

When I was still only 9 years old.

Mahana always chased after her father and begged him to follow him.

“My father often entered the appropriate level gate. And on his days off, he took me into the lower level gate.”

It was quite a risky act, but it was all decided by her father, who wanted to give Mahana various experiences.

Thanks to this, Mahana was able to obtain decent abilities such as [Cat’s Intuition] and [Night Vision] even though she did not have much talent.

“One day… I was isolated in the dungeon for a day.”

Sudden attack.

Because it was a lower level dungeon, the level of monsters was not high, but the number of them was significant.

In the end, my father ran away with himself in his arms.

“At that time, I accidentally lost the bag containing the food.”

As night came, young Mahana growled from hunger.

The father, who could not watch his daughter starve, hunted the monster in less than five minutes.

Choi Chae-gul joins the story.

“…You mean a monster?”

“Yes, it was . They caught it from the river, cleaned it right away, and cooked it.”

Choi Chae-gul looked surprised at the explanation.

is definitely one of the edible monsters.

But that doesn’t mean it’s easy to clean.

Poison sac and fangs.

The gallbladder in the intestines had to be completely removed to prevent it from bursting and then roasted for a long time before it could be eaten.

“At that time, my father said that he also learned from a colleague who specialized in [butchery].”

“…Colleague? Did you really call him…comrade? To just a ?”

“Of course! My father said that when he taught me [butchery].”

It is because of them that the economic foundation of hunter society operates.

“Also, in long-distance dungeons with abnormally long structures, Hunters are essential for food security.”

Choi Chae-gul quietly agreed.

In fact, in the past, he also attended a party to find food.

People who can’t afford no matter how much preserved food they bring, so they solve the problem by procuring it locally.

Those who cook monsters.

A class commonly called .

Although Choi Chae-gul was not in the class, he was lucky enough to learn related skills.

‘… but.’

Even then, the treatment was not good.

It was better than the blatantly discriminatory slaughter.

“After that, I did my best to slaughter animals while working as a hunter. As a result, I learned skills naturally.”

Mahana has always been at rock bottom.

For her, she was grateful if she could get even a few crumbs from a day’s hard work.

Until I met the nobleman Yoo Se-ha, [Slaughtering] was the only skill I had heard I was good at.

How can you not cherish something like this?

At her words, Choi Chae-gul stood as still as a stone.

Soon, Mahana’s last words, like warm sunlight, made me feel like something was falling apart.

“The class you taught earlier. There were things I didn’t know.”

Thanks to you, I was able to learn a lot.

“Aaaah. Thank you for the great class, professor.”

“……”

*

1 min.

Another 5 minutes.

Choi Chae-gul stood there like a rock.

It was my first time.

No, I didn’t even expect it.

I am grateful to someone who has an outstanding class called .

A gaze that is always considered lowly.

Whispering that he is a butcher.

Even discrimination, knowingly or unknowingly.

All of that disturbed Choi Chae-gul.

So paradoxically…

Mahana’s warm words broke my heart more than anything else.

Choi Chae-gul lowered his head.

He covers his face with his ugly palm, which has been repeatedly blistered, cut by a knife, and regenerated.

“…Muaa? Professor…sir?”

“……”

His shoulders shake slightly.

Salty tears flow down his eyes.

He barely answered in a wet voice.

“…Miss Mahana.”

“yes?”

“…thank you.”

Thanks to you, just a little bit…

“…I have been saved.”

“Muaa?”

* * *

“…Professor, what happened?”

right beside.

I looked at Mnyangi, who was tilting her head with a worried face.

After Professor Choi Chae-gul finished talking with Mnyangi, he immediately ended the practice.

Afterwards, he bowed his head and apologized to the cadets…

To be honest, I had no idea why he apologized.

‘The class was fun… ‘

For me, it was just a shame that the practice stopped in the middle.

Anyway, I don’t know what it is…

One thing was certain.

“Aren’t you moved by our Mnyang’s words?”

“…Muaa? Is that so?”

As if it were obvious, I placed my hand on the top of Mnyangi’s head.

Mnyang briefly flinched as if she had been electrocuted.

Soon, he gave a pleasant ‘meaaaa~’ smile.

“……”

“……”

And the two women following behind looked at this figure with subtle eyes.

“Hmm? Joona-yong, Moon Bo-ra? What’s wrong?”

“…No. Not really…”

“…I’m jealous…Oh, no. Nothing…”

Hmm?

Something seemed a little strange about the two today.

* * *

After a while.

The four of us took turns taking our seats for the third class.

At the hour mark, the door opens as if it had been waiting, and the sound of soft footsteps echoes.

“Nice to meet you.”

A female professor with wrinkles comes in smiling.

Even though he must have been over his 60th birthday, I exclaimed ‘Ah’ at the sight of his strong and strong energy.

‘For sure… ‘

The person who spoke next to Professor Peng Jin-ah…

Uh, your name is… hmm.

When I tilted my head, Bora Moon, sitting next to me, informed me.

“This is Professor Bong Michun. He is in charge of .”

“Oh, that’s right! Thank you for letting me know. Bora Bora.”

“……What.”

uh?

‘what… ?’

I looked at Moon Bo-ra for an unexpected answer.

When she felt his gaze, she turned her head in the opposite direction.

‘… huh?’

This is a little embarrassing.

Of course, ‘don’t say Bora Bora!’ I thought he would be grinning while saying this…

Now something…

Rather embarrassed?

Happy?

Ah, anyway, it was a strange feeling.

Then this time I felt eyes from the other side.

“……”

“Junayong? What’s wrong?”

“…I’m the only one who doesn’t have a nickname…”

“What? I didn’t hear.”

“…nothing.”

Then he pouts and stares straight ahead in silence.

what?

What is it?

* * *

While I was confused, Professor Bong Mi-chun’s introduction proceeded smoothly.

As a bonus, classes have also started.

“Wow. From what I heard, Professor Bong Mi-chun is the person who has been working at the academy the longest. In fact, he is a living fossil who has experienced everything since the early awakening society?”

I nodded at Mnyangi’s words.

Indeed, he is the so-called veteran. Is this it?

‘… but.’

Actually, that’s what I felt from the moment I first came in…

I tilted my head as I looked at Bong Mi-chun writing class content on the blackboard.

[‘Unprecedented sense’ is in effect.]

‘… what?’

I feel a subtle sensation.

A subtle ‘red’ color.

Surprisingly, the color that often signifies a warning was spreading from Professor Bong Michun’s entire body.

The intensity is so weak that it is ambiguous.

In any case, [unprecedented sense] was now telling her that she was a dangerous person.

‘… … ‘

As time passed, I swallowed dry saliva.

As the red color became stronger, I unconsciously placed my hand on the hilt of the sword at my waist.

strange.

At the same time, it feels familiar.

This does not fit common sense.

But I have experienced this many times.

-Usually that is called a rule of thumb. Even if you don’t understand it with your head, if your senses say so, try acting crazy.

‘… … ‘

I swallowed dryly as I thought about the words of my colleague who followed me like an older brother.

I seriously doubted it.

‘… Really, that person… ‘

Is it the right professor?