The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 112

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟏𝟐: 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

Years ago.

Dae-sung gathered Jeok-doboks and Cheong-doboks together and had a drinking party.

The disciples recalled that it was the first and last time they thought it would be a gathering.

When the food was gradually disappearing and everyone was drunk.

Someone asked Dae-sung a question.

━Dae-sung, have you ever seen someone stronger than Dae-sung?

The atmosphere of the noisy drinking party became quiet as if someone had poured cold water on it.

Some of them even sobered up in the cold atmosphere.

Dae-sung raised his glass and drank alcohol.

Then he leaned his elbow on the table and rolled the glass with his fingertips.

━I-I apologize. I seem to have asked something unnecessary.

━No. I was just thinking about those who are stronger than me.

Dae-sung, or Xiaolong, thought back on his past life and recalled numerous strong people.

He compared himself to his current self and their distorted appearances.

━Hmm.

He clicked his glass.

Yun-ju, who was sitting quietly next to him, filled Xiaolong’s empty glass.

He looked at the clear alcohol and then put it in his mouth.

━Strong person.

How many times had he thought about the past like this?

Xiaolong smiled drunkenly.

Quite a few faces flashed through his mind and admitted defeat to him in the simulation.

They were strong in the past, but not by his current standards.

However. . . . . .

The scene of defeating ‘him’ was not drawn.

No matter how many tens or hundreds of times he ran the simulation in his head, it was Xiaolong himself who ended up lying on the floor.

Could this be possible?

Xiaolong raised his lips with a willing face.

━There is someone stronger than me.

━Really? Master. . . no, are you talking about someone stronger than Dae-sung?

━Yes. Just as you have a master or a grandmaster, don’t you think I have a master too?

Everyone was surprised at Xiaolong’s words.

It was the first time he had talked about the past.

Even about his own teacher.

━Wh. . . What kind of person was Grandmaster?

━My master?

Xiaolong smiled and drank a glass of alcohol as it was.

As if he couldn’t say a word about it without alcohol.

━My master. . . . . .

Xiaolong’s eyes were deeply closed.

It seemed as if he was going back in time, not the present moment, and unraveling the fragments of memory one by one.

He answered softly with a drunken breath.

━He was a very strong person. Fortunately, he doesn’t exist in this world, hahaha.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Do Wa Yun thought of that day.

The laughter of his teacher, like a mischievous prank, and the disciples who watched from afar, wondering if it was a joke or not.

Why did I suddenly think of that day?

He looked at the man in front of him, whom he had planned to kill quietly after obtaining information.

A man approaching like a hungry beast, exuding great magic power and momentum.

He didn’t expect much information.

All he had tried to do was gather as much information as possible to calm Dae-sung’s anger.

“Kyohhoho. I’m not going to fall for this kind of optical illusion. Aren’t there skills that only have fear effects?”

Dang Wi Jian also raised his momentum, as if he would not be fooled by the number of opponents.

“Did you gather in groups to play neighborhood leader or something? I never taught you to do anything like this.”

However, Do Wa Yun could tell that it was difficult to gauge the opponent’s rank even without trying.

“Who the hell are you to talk to our Dae-sung like that. . .”

Before Do Wa Yun could finish speaking.

Pooh!!

Dang Wi Jian’s heart was pierced and he died on the spot.

Siwoo approached Do Wa Yun slowly.

“I’m talking to my disciple, do I need your permission?”

“Dae-sung’s teacher is already dead. . . Keuk!!”

Do Wa Yun’s right wrist was cut off.

“I’ll kill you if you talk about anything other than what you’re asking.”

Siwoo continued without taking his murderous eyes away.

“Why did you come to Korea?”

“For money and drugs! The things Jiang Chen and McJester traded with each other!”

“Why are you looking for it on your side?”

“Dae-sung invested a lot in Jiang Chen! But <Narak> was raided and Jiang Chen was captured and McJester went missing. . .!”

Siwoo organized his thoughts.

Jiang Chen is a drug dealer who supplies drugs and sells them overseas.

McJester is a broker who distributed the drugs supplied to the country and at the same time operated .

〈Pandemonium〉 is a drug manufacturer that tried to create drugs to disrupt the hunter order and is a fanatic who worships the Demon King.

‘𝙎𝙤 𝙓𝙞𝙖𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 〈𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙪𝙢〉 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙄𝙛 𝙨𝙤, 𝙍𝙮𝙪 𝙅𝙞-𝙝𝙬𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 〈𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙪𝙢〉, 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮.’

Crowel must have taken Ryu Ji-hwan, so it’s certain.

‘𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚. 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡. . .’

Siwoo looked at Do Wa Yun and asked.

“Where did you send the others besides me?”

“What, what do you mean?”

Seogeoweok.

“Kyaaaak!!”

When his left hand was cut off, Do Wa Yun knelt down in pain.

His head was white and the pain seemed to be spreading throughout his body.

“Don’t make me say it twice. Where else did you send them besides me?”

“Yeo, Yeo Jin-sik! Ryu Ji-hwan’s secretary!!”

Siwoo nodded.

“I see. Say hello to Xiaolong.”

Do Wa Yun judged that Siwoo was off guard and tried to implement the skill.

“Keuk! Dae-sung will not leave you alone. . .!”

Pergeuk!

Balmung’s sharp blade pierced Do Wa Yun’s forehead.

Siwoo pulled out the sword and wiped off the blood.

“Come to think of it, you were trying to kill me too, so I don’t think I need to keep you alive.”

He took another sip of Xiaolong and moved on.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

“Huh? Why is there no contact? Execution! Answer me!”

Hwa Hua obtained information through the hunter-only deep web and contacted Do Wa Yun and Pang Xi Yun.

However, none of the people who had been in good contact until a little while ago had replied.

‘𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙥. . . . . 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙.’

Hwa Hua puffed up her cheeks and texted them again.

There was no reason why it would take this long to catch them and extract information.

‘𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙒𝙞 𝙅𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙩-𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝘿𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙖𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜.’

Hwa Hua put her cell phone on the bed and looked into the deep web.

“Is there anything new. . . . . Huh? What’s this?”

She found a post she hadn’t seen before.

「〈Pandemonium〉’s supporters, who have been a force for good around the world, are being assassinated. Blood for blood, we must give them death.」

Hwa Hua clicked her tongue and turned off the deep web.

“There are still such idiots. Whether it’s worshiping the Demon King or catching and killing such people. Hmm?”

At that time, a reply came from Pang Xi Yun.

《I’ll be there soon.》

“As expected, Pang Sahyung finished first.”

She replied that she would buy some snacks when she came.

“As expected, this kind of mission is not fun. If I don’t find the money, only Do Sahyung will be pitiful.”

She clicked on various news articles because she was bored, and one article caught her eye.

“. . .An unknown explosion occurred in an alley. . . One person died. The identity is unknown, but. . . . . According to the CCTV, a fat man in a blue uniform. . .”

She suddenly got up from her seat in a cold sweat.

Pang Sahyung’s message that he was coming soon came to mind.

Hwa Hua hurriedly began packing her things.

Her fingertips were trembling and cold sweat was running down her back.

She put on her shoes and pulled out her card key while carrying her bag.

Ding━

The moment the light went out in the room, an alarm rang on her cell phone.

Hwa Hua bit her lip and slowly checked the message on the screen.

《I’m here.》

“. . . . . . . . . .”

She backed away from the hallway with her hand over her mouth.

An indescribable murderous aura seeped in from beyond the door.

‘𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙜𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙩.’

Hwa Hua recalled the location of the window.

It’s not that high, so if you jump well, you’ll be able to live.

She began to move towards the window without making a sound.

Then.

Chin.

Something hit her back as she backed away.

“Ah. . . . . . . . .”

“Hello.”

A figure wearing a pure white mask waved at her.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Siwoo arrived at Berlin Brandenburg Airport.

Despite the late hour, there were people waiting for him.

It was Layla and Felix.

Siwoo greeted them with a smile.

“I didn’t know you’d come out to meet me. Everyone must be tired.”

“Hahaha, what are you talking about? I’ll come out even if it’s dawn because you saved my life.”

“It was hard to come all the way here. From now on, we’ll guide you. But why is there a pet next to you?”

【𝐔𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐞𝐤. . . . . 𝐈’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞.】

“Oh my, it looks like he had a lot of motion sickness. Siwoo, should we buy you some motion sickness medicine?”

“Leave him alone. He got drunk on alcohol on the plane.”

Siwoo shook hands with them and got into the car they guided him to.

“But you said you were attacked before you came here?”

Felix, who was driving, asked Siwoo, who was sitting in the back seat.

“It’s rare to be attacked like you. I can’t even imagine what kind of life you’ve lived.”

Layla, who was sitting in the passenger seat, added as if to help.

Siwoo smiled and replied.

“I didn’t report it as an attack. . . . . Isn’t it something that happens often to HSIU hunters? I think I get it once or twice a week.”

“Never.”

“Absolutely not.”

They denied it flatly.

If they were to suffer retaliatory violence because they were HSIU hunters, many hunters would be reluctant to work for HSIU.

To prevent such a thing, the punishment for assault and murder of HSIU hunters was set to be severe.

“Oh really? Why did they do that to you?”

“Well. . . It’s rare in Germany. . . .”

“Maybe you were too nice to the opposing organization? There are definitely times when you have to wrap things up.”

Siwoo nodded as he listened to Layla.

Wasn’t that the case with Ryu Ji-hwan or Ivan from IZIZ?

“As expected, saving their lives is not all that great. I’ll have to finish it next time.”

“That’s a good idea, youㅡAck!!”

Kuwooooong!!

An unidentified car hit their rear.

The bumper crumpled and the rear wheels lifted up and fell on the asphalt with a thud.

“Damn it!! Who the hell are those crazy guys! Are you okay?!”

“I’m fine. Layla, are you okay?”

“Ouch. . . . . I just hit the ceiling.”

【𝐈’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐭. . . 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐭! 𝐎𝐨𝐡!】

At that moment, their car was hit again on the side, and the guys sitting in the back seat opened the window and started firing skills.

Shuu━ Kwaaang!

Kugugugugug. . . . . .

Felix frowned.

Car chaser on the road.

I’ve been with the 〈German Hunter Association〉 for over 10 years, but this is the first time I’ve seen this.

Fortunately, the guys didn’t seem to have had any experience before, so their skills were all over the place.

“First of all, I should contact the president of the association and get permission. Then we can counterattack.”

“What permission?”

Siwoo asked.

“Permission to ask if we can fight back because we were attacked.”

At Felix’s leisurely words, Siwoo opened the window.

“Hey, it’s dangerous! I haven’t gotten permission yet━!”

“I belong to the HSIU headquarters.”

Siwoo replied lightly and then implemented a magic circle.

A single yellow flash from his fingertips entered under the enemy’s car,

Kwaa-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeng!!

It caused a huge explosion and blew the car into the air.

Felix and Layla looked at the flying car with wide eyes.

Their car is currently surrounded by a magic shield by Siwoo.

“Should that not fall to the ground?”

Siwoo muttered and implemented another technique, and soon froze the falling car in ice in an instant.

“Thank you for the advice to finish it off.”

Siwoo gave Felix and Layla a thumbs up with all his heart.

At that moment, a motorcycle attached itself to the opposite seat window of Siwoo.

He was chasing Siwoo’s vehicle with his life on the line, holding a small bomb.

“Be careful with what he has in his hand! It’s no use even with a shield if it explodes in the car!”

Felix shouted while looking at the side mirror.

Soon, the madman with the bomb approached, and as Siwoo was about to resume his spell,

The window went down with a squeak.

【𝐔𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐤-!】

A rainbow of vomit flew in the wind and poured onto the motorcycle helmet.

“Eughhh!!”

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