The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 109

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝟗: 𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

McJester’s investigation has turned into a public investigation.

The media has been very loud with documentaries and news, calling it the “Two Faces of the [Gold River Guild] Ryu Ji-hwan,” and the [Gold River Guild] has been subjected to intense investigations by the Hunter Association and the HSIU.

The hunter 「Ryu Ji-hwan」 carried the epithet ‘genius’ and, along with his skills, was also active in the modeling industry due to his handsome appearance.

A++-grade hunter Yeo Jin-sik, Ryu Ji-hwan’s secretary and McJester’s aide, has been put on the wanted list.

Before the news of the 〈Gangwon S-Rank Gate〉 had even died down, Korea was once again in an uproar.

Society was shocked by the unprecedented crime of a Guild Leader belonging to [Heptagram].

President Choi Dae-soo declared war on Awakener drugs.

Chae Woo-dam and Baek Geon-ho announced that they would do their best to search for Ryu Ji-hwan and Yeo Jin-sik.

And the funerals of the hunters who died in the Gate, including Kim Eun-ju, were held.

Chae Woo-dam, holding a picture of Kim Eun-ju smiling brightly in his hands.

The faces of the Guild Leaders following behind were filled with both sadness and determination.

“Haah.”

Ryu Ji-hwan watched them on TV and smoked a cigarette.

White smoke covered the screen before dispersing in layers.

He swept his messy hair back and raised the angle of the bed to prop himself up.

“No smoking in here, you damn bastard.”

The doctor slammed the ashtray down, unable to hide his irritation.

Ryu Ji-hwan looked at him with half-lidded eyes and smiled mockingly.

“Hehehe. You’re playing with syringes too, old man. Let’s get along well, since we’re both crazy addicts.”

“Your nagging is no different from that Crowel bastard.”

The doctor muttered loud enough for everyone to hear, calling him a son of a b*tch.

Ryu Ji-hwan exhaled smoke towards the doctor and returned to watching TV.

“Did you kill that hunter, Kim Eun-ju?”

“. . . Uh.”

“I can understand why the other hunters would hate you. Isn’t killing a colleague the greatest sin?”

“Hehehe. Was it?”

He chuckled, looking at his own face on the screen.

There, the image of a handsome young man with white hair and a black suit was being broadcasted.

The genius battle hunter who had been the light of the Republic of Korea.

“. . . Why did he kill his colleague and give up his position in [Heptagram].”

Ryu Ji-hwan shook his head as he read the sentence that appeared on the screen.

“Why did you kill her?”

“What?”

“If you hadn’t killed her, there wouldn’t have been such a fuss.”

“What kind of crazy talk is that. . . You guys asked for the ranker’s neck. As a condition for joining the organization.”

The doctor muttered, ‘Hmm, I see.’

〈Pandemonium〉 had a strict hierarchy, and subordinates had to follow the orders of their superiors to move up.

‘𝘼𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝.’

To kill the 11th ranker in the Republic of Korea, even the upper echelons of 〈Pandemonium〉 would have had to accept it.

‘𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙚, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 5𝙩𝙝 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙆𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮.’

The doctor was faithful to his role as Ryu Ji-hwan’s attending physician and overseer.

“Why did you join 〈Pandemonium〉, you son of a b*tch?”

“Oh, damn it. Is this old man crazy? Are you conducting a background check?”

“I may seem like this, but I’m a higher rank than you. You don’t want to be kicked out of the organization you finally joined, do you?”

“If you do that, I’ll burn your eyeballs. . . .”

“You little punk, you’re really testing me. So why did you join?”

Crowel said he was doing really well in Korea.

There must be a reason why such a person would give up everything and join an organization, even killing his own colleague.

Ryu Ji-hwan opened his mouth as if to swear, then closed it again.

Then he took a puff of his cigarette and began to speak.

“To become stronger. . . than others.”

“And?”

“What do you mean, ‘and’?”

“Surely that’s not the end of it?”

“What. . . Do you need a bigger reason than that, old man?”

“That’s a childish reason.”

“Shut up!!”

Ryu Ji-hwan growled at the doctor as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Suddenly, a beeping sound came from the machine, and Ryu Ji-hwan clutched his chest and fell forward.

He tried to catch his breath to relieve the pain.

“Tsk tsk. Did you forget that you almost died?”

The doctor took out a potion and mixed it into a Ringer’s solution.

Even then, Ryu Ji-hwan didn’t stop muttering, as if declaring something to someone or making a promise to himself.

“Strong. . . I will become strong. Without fail. . . .”

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

A space where dozens of large and small wooden and bronze Buddhist statues were illuminated by flickering candles.

In the desolate place where there seemed to be nothing else, a man stood still like a scarecrow.

He slowly bent and straightened his arm, using only the thumb of his right hand.

It had been over an hour.

Sweat dripped down his body like water pouring down.

A woman in a blue uniform approached him and greeted him politely, with one hand in a fist and the other open.

“Greetings to Dae-sung!”

“What is it?”

Dae-sung continued to exercise without paying attention to her appearance.

The tattoo of King Mihu on his back was reflected in the candlelight.

“Jiang Chen was found ‘dead’ in prison.”

“Is that so? That’s unfortunate.”

“Yes! That’s right.”

“I owe him a lot. Lee Chang!”

“Yes, Dae-sung! Lee Chang is here!”

Lee Chang, who had been called by Dae-sung, appeared quickly.

He also greeted them politely, wearing a blue uniform.

“Go to the penthouse in Hong Kong owned by Jiang Chen. Take everything there and sell all the buildings he owned.”

“Yes! I understand!”

“Go now. And Do Wa Yun!”

“Yes, Dae-sung! Do Wa Yun is here.”

A man in a blue uniform on the ceiling slid down and stood respectfully in front of Dae-sung.

“The drugs given to McJester and the money received by Jiang Chen. Have you not yet found the locations of the two?”

“I’m sorry! I’m currently investigating. But with McJester, who is a key witness, disappearing. . . .”

“You still haven’t found that son of a b*tch, Ryu Ji-hwan?!”

“I-I’m sorry!”

Dae-sung got up.

A woman in a red uniform who had been waiting next to him wiped Dae-sung’s sweat with a towel she was holding and handed him a black uniform.

Dae-sung put his right arm in the uniform and left his left arm fluttering.

He walked over to Do Wa Yun.

Should this be called killing intent?

Do Wa Yun couldn’t raise his head, his jaw clenched.

The moment their eyes met, he felt like he was going to be eaten by a snake.

“Do Wa Yun.”

“. . . Yes!”

“Is the task you were given too burdensome?”

“Oh, no!”

Dae-sung put his hand on his shoulder and continued speaking.

“All I want is results. I don’t care about the process.”

“. . . I understand!”

“I’ll give you four days. Bring me the drugs and the money.”

“Y-Yes, sir!”

Do Wa Yun disappeared like a gazelle running from a lion.

The woman in the red uniform asked Dae-sung.

“Should I change the person in charge? I’ll go to Korea if you want.”

“No. Yun-ju, it’s not your job to go there. And if you can’t even solve something like that, you’re not qualified to be a Cheong-dobok.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Yun-ju took out a comb from her bag and neatly combed Dae-sung’s hair.

“Did we have visitors?”

“Yes. A cadre from the Communist Party has arrived.”

“Damn. Those shameless communist dogs.”

“Be careful with your words, Dae-sung.”

“I know.”

Dae-sung went out into the central hall where he was to meet his guest, his sharp eyes gleaming.

A robe embroidered with a dragon in gold and red was now draped over his black uniform.

“Ah, long time no see! Have you been well, Master?!”

“Greetings. You seem to be in good health as well, Comrade.”

“It’s all thanks to Master protecting the country! Hahahaha.”

Zhou Lin, one of the eight members of the Standing Committee of China, shook his hand and laughed perfunctorily.

“You must be busy, but why have you come to such a humble place, Comrade Zhou Lin?”

“I have a request to make. . . Master Xiaolong.”

The eyes of Dae-sung Xiaolong, China’s 2nd ranked Heavenly Great Master (Dae-sung), flashed darkly.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Ding-dong!

Siwoo, who had been sleeping in late for once, opened the front door with a grumpy face.

There, two foreigners who could be called beautiful men and women were smiling brightly.

“Good morning, Hunter Min Siwoo.”

“Are you feeling better?”

It was Felix and Layla.

Siwoo greeted them in a daze and led them into the living room in a daze.

After serving them each a cup of tea, Siwoo quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and came out to the living room.

“What’s going on this early in the morning?”

【𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤! 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐫!】

As Pre started to make a fuss, Siwoo covered his mouth and sat on the sofa.

“Haha. You have a cute pet. I just came to say hello. Layla said she wanted to see you.”

“H-Hunter Felix! When did I say I wanted to see, see him!”

“I wanted to see Layla too.”

“Tha. . . What?! Huh? No, don’t tease me, you!”

Layla covered her flushed face with both hands.

No, she really wanted to know how he was doing and see him.

Siwoo couldn’t understand why she was flailing her arms.

Just then, Kang Yeo-hwa, Gi Il-yeon, and Hikari came in noisily, typing in the password.

“Master! Are you feeling better?”

“Husband~ I’ve been waiting for you.”

“You! I told you the term ‘husband’ is wrong?!”

“Oh my. . . Are you jealous?”

“ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬”

Gi Il-yeon, who ran in first, hugged Siwoo tightly.

Siwoo greeted her, patting her short hair.

“It’s hard to get up in the morning. Did you sleep well, Kang-hwa? Have you been well, Hikari?”

“I slept well. Oh, hello, Felix Hunter and Layla Hunter.”

“Husband, I wanted to participate in the operation, but the Japanese government said absolutely not. . . I’m sorry.”

Each of them began to talk about what they wanted to say.

Just then, Layla took out a translator and put it on, making a strange expression.

“What’s wrong? Is it broken?”

“It’s not that. . . The way the next head of the Hayakawa family calls you sounds strange. I, I, it translates to ‘husband’.”

“Yes. That’s right. It’s wrong for the master to marry such a woman.”

“Oh my, it’s translated correctly.”

“ㅡㅡㅡ???”

Layla looked at Siwoo with pitiful eyes.

“Absolutely not.”

Siwoo said firmly with a sigh.

Layla and Gi Il-yeon laughed heartily, relieved.

【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨ㅡ 𝐔𝐫𝐩! 𝐔𝐮𝐮𝐮𝐫𝐩!! 𝐔𝐫𝐩!!】

“You?? Female what. . . ?”

“Master, what is thrusting your loins?”

This damn bastard.

Siwoo stuffed Pre into his arms like he was crumpling up a tissue.

“It’s nothing. By the way, Felix, is your shoulder okay?”

He changed the subject to talk to someone else.

“Huh? Oh, my shoulder is fine, of course! Thanks to you.”

That day, Siwoo had gone to the triage tent before the emergency meeting began and regenerated everyone’s wounds.

Among them, Felix’s injury was severe, and Siwoo had treated him first, considering the diplomatic issues with Germany.

“President Bangenheim also expressed his gratitude once again.”

“No, it’s our country that received the help.”

Siwoo replied with a smile.

He had a special memory related to Germany.

Perhaps that was why he wanted to be kind to Felix and Layla.

“So, the 〈German Hunter Association〉 decided to invite you to an event as a token of their gratitude. Would you like to go with me if you’re okay with it?”

“Really? I’d be grateful if you invited me. What kind of event is it?”

Felix took a ticket out of his inside pocket and handed it to Siwoo.

Siwoo checked the name of the event written on the ticket.

‘𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣 𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝘼𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.’

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