The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 135

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑𝟓: 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Sion and Ah-ming were waiting for Siwoo at home.

Ding-dong.

They rushed to the door when they heard the doorbell.

I wonder when was the last time I saw him.

I waited for him last time, even though I was sleepy, because I thought I would see him after a long time, but in the end, I fell asleep and didn’t even see a strand of his hair.

Siwoo had always been someone busy with work.

“Big brother. . . Siwoo?”

But the person who came into the hallway was not the face they had expected.

A sharp-looking young man with long, flowing hair and a jet-black uniform that matched his scary aura.

Ah-ming’s lips trembled in fear, but Sion looked at him with an expressionless face.

“Uncle, who are you?”

“Sion! Don’t talk to strangers!”

“Scary, eyes.”

“Let’s go to our room! Run!”

“He’s messy looking.”

Siwoo and Kang Yeo-hwa followed behind Sion, who pointed out each flaw.

“Big Brother Siwoo!!”

“Big Brother, you’re late.”

Sion and Ah-ming ran towards him and clung to his arms.

Siwoo smiled and hugged them tightly. They were like big puppies, warm and fluffy.

‘Is this what it feels like to raise a daughter?’

After seeing only manly men like Si-joon, Red Ear, Volk, Hwang Jeong-gu, and Chu Ha-min, seeing Sion and Ah-ming made him feel happy.

“Have you been well?”

“Home, boring.”

“Yes! We’ve been well!”

【𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥!】

Kang Yeo-hwa came in after them and said to them in a slightly resentful tone.

“Hey, how come you didn’t greet me once Big Brother was here?”

When Siwoo was away in the United States or Germany, Kang Yeo-hwa took the best care of Sion and Ah-ming.

She often bought them delicious food, played with them, took them shopping, and even went out to play.

‘I didn’t know I would be treated like cold rice as soon as Master came. . .’

“No! I’m so happy to see you too, big sister! It’s just that it’s been so long since I’ve seen Big Brother Siwoo!”

“I like Big Brother more.”

“Sion, be quiet when Big sister Yeo-hwa is talking.”

“Big sister comes second.”

“. . . .”

【𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞? 𝐌𝐞?】

Ah-ming kept her mouth shut and watched Kang Yeo-hwa’s expression, and Yeo-hwa pinched Sion’s cheek with a smile.

“Ouch, Big sister.”

“But who is that scary-looking man behind you?”

Ah-ming pointed at Lo-an and asked with a scared expression.

“That man is a disciple of Master, just like Big sister.”

“He looks mean.”

“He looks scary.”

“. . . Well.”

【𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬.】

Lo-an looked at Siwoo with a what-do-I-do expression.

But he couldn’t say anything to the kids.

“. . . .”

“Why are you looking at me? You should look at your feet.”

“. . .I’m just being myself. . .”

“By the way, if the kids keep reacting like this, I’m going to break your arms.”

“. . . .”

Lo-an gritted his teeth and let out a soft sigh.

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━So it seems like the drugs have been confiscated. The President seems to be very satisfied with the results of this operation.

“I see. It seems that the plan Sir Hunter Siwoo made fit perfectly.”

━That’s what I thought. I never thought that he would be able to defeat Xiaolong.

Chancellor Stoof was amazed by Siwoo’s strength.

He was a hero of Germany, and since he had received great help from him twice, he had a very good image of Siwoo.

However, he had only thought that he was good, but he had never dreamed that he would be able to defeat the 18th in the world rankings.

“I asked Master, and he said that Hunter Xiaolong was his former disciple.”

Stoof responded to Rolf Bangenheimer’s words with a look of disbelief.

━What? But you’re his disciple too. . . Hunter Min Si-joon, Hunter Kang Yeo-hwa, they’re his disciples too. . . And now Xiaolong is his disciple too? Wasn’t President Choi Dae-soo not his disciple?

“Haha, that’s not it. I heard that President Choi Dae-soo, along with Hunter Do Kyung-hoo, were called the Three Venerables of South Korea.”

━Yes, I saw that in an article a while ago. There’s not much information about the Three Venerables because it was a chaotic time worldwide.

“That’s what I heard. Come to think of it, Germany didn’t have internet outside of Berlin until about 12 or 13 years ago.”

The world was not peaceful even 10 to 20 years ago.

Gates that opened every now and then, and monsters that ran wild inside them.

In addition, the invasion of the Demon race, led by the Demon King, continued unabated, and mankind had no choice but to regress rather than progress.

You’d wake up and the TV station would be destroyed, or you’d wake up and the land by the border would be scorched.

This situation had continued for more than 10 years.

━Anyway, now that we know about Hunter Min Siwoo’s strength, we need to make our relationship even smoother. I hear that the support for Lord Blackwood is growing at 〈HSIU International Headquarters〉.

“It’s unofficial, but the fact that the master took down Xiaolong is spreading.”

An unprecedented super rookie.

In fact, he was not a rookie, but from a general perspective, Siwoo was a rising star.

He was young, handsome, strong, and had everything that people would like.

It would be a great help if someone like Siwoo joined Lord Blackwood, who did not have a large base.

Stoof and Rolf finished their conversation and ended the call.

Rolf Bangenheimer sighed and sank deep into his chair.

‘He defeated the 18th in the world rankings. . . That means he can defeat Benedict, who is 20th.’

Aside from the 1st ranked hunter who belonged to ‘Misteltein’, Benedict Ackermann was the current top hunter in Germany.

‘I hope this will stimulate other high-rankers and keep them from bothering Master.’

There were quite a few lunatics among the high-rankers.

There were often those who enjoyed fighting people instead of fighting monsters because their competitive spirit was too strong and they had fallen into darkness.

They were not like Xiaolong, who grew an organization, or who did illegal business or assassinations.

They were just psychos who enjoyed fighting strong people.

Would Siwoo just sit still if those guys came looking for him?

No.

At least the Siwoo that Rolf knew would not.

‘He might half-kill them and relieve his stress.’

While he was thinking about that, a group of people came in with a knock.

“Oh—who is this! It’s Hans the idiot!”

Rolf got up from his seat and greeted the guests.

His close friend and Layla’s uncle, Hans Schröder.

“That’s not something a drunkard like Rolf should say!”

“Hahaha, this guy is fine now!”

Rolf and Hans hugged each other and patted each other’s backs.

“My uncle wanted to see the president of the association.”

“Oh, nephew! When did I ever say that!”

Layla, who was next to him, giggled, and he coughed awkwardly with a red face.

“Don’t stand there and sit down! I’m happy that such welcome guests have come, hahaha! Tell the secretary to get some coffee.”

“I’ll have cocoa!”

“Right, you have coco. . . Ah.”

Rolf opened his eyes wide when he saw Benedict lying on the sofa.

“When did you come in?!”

“Uh. . . When you started talking to Chancellor Stoof?”

“That was a long time ago!!”

“Hey, you shouldn’t bother someone in the middle of a call.”

“You━ !”

As Benedict Ackermann said with a smirk, Rolf felt a throbbing pain in his head.

‘This damn brat!’

If he had been ranked lower, he would not have ended it with just a scolding, but as he was the top of Germany, he could not help but save face.

“Oh~ I’m so happy, everyone!”

Benedict greeted them with a wave of his hand.

The flustered Layla and Felix greeted him awkwardly and introduced him to Hans.

“Uncle, this is Benedict Ackermann. . . He’s the 2nd ranked hunter in Germany.”

“I feel like there’s something unusual about the atmosphere. It’s nice to meet you, I’m Hans Schröder.”

Hans held out his hand.

Benedict smiled faintly, got up, took his hand, and replied.

“Nice to meet you~ It’s not my first time meeting you, but I’ll be in your care in the future.”

“It’s not your first time?”

“Hehehe, there is something like that!”

“??”

Hans, whose face had returned to its original color, smiled at Benedict.

He would never forget the sight he had seen in the hospital room that day.

The golden light that filled the hospital room and the miraculous technique that restored his vitality.

He had seen many destructive magic and techniques.

Cruel skills that killed monsters, caught criminals, destroyed the environment, and killed people.

However, among those hundreds, thousands of abilities, he had never seen a skill that revived the dying.

‘Yes, it was a miracle.’

For the first time in his short career as a hunter, Benedict felt emotionally fulfilled as if he had found someone he could respect.

If Siwoo was just a healer, that would have been enough to respect him.

However, the Siwoo he saw at the auction was also incredibly skilled in combat.

The mangled form of the chimera that he had killed with just two shots was still vivid in his mind.

“Benedict, why are you here? You didn’t come here just to get some cocoa, did you?”

“I came to hear the truth about a rumor.”

“What rumor?”

“Is Master Siwoo the one who defeated and captured Xiaolong? I came to confirm that.”

Layla, Felix, and Hans looked at Rolf with wide eyes.

“Hunter Siwoo fought and defeated Hunter Xiaolong alone?”

“Siwoo? Are you talking about Min Siwoo? The guy who came from Korea and worked here?”

Layla and Hans reacted differently to the same situation.

“Benedict. . . Where did you get that information?”

“Sir, you shouldn’t make fun of the high-rankers’ information network. So Master is the one?”

“Ugh, that’s right. What’s so important about that?”

“Of course it’s important?”

Benedict got up from his seat and walked out with a quick stride.

“. . .?”

“. . .?”

They looked at each other, not understanding what was going on, and Benedict stuck his head out the door and continued.

“Oh, by the way, I’m going to Korea for a while. Thank you all~”

And then he disappeared into thin air.

“Hey, wait a minute. . . Hey, you son of a gun!!!”

Rolf Bangenheimer’s bewildered cry shook the building.

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As the authority and benefits of the guild increased, so did the responsibilities and roles they had to assume.

Now, ‘guilds’ had become an essential core element of the nation, and the only places where private guilds did not exist were dictatorial nations like North Korea.

Min Si-joon, who was in charge of the [Imperial Guild], felt that his shoulders were getting heavier day by day.

The position of Guild Leader was no different from that of a CEO of a large corporation.

Furthermore, since hunters were people who risked their lives to work, overseeing them was no different from being responsible for countless lives.

“Haaa. . . I’ve been so busy since [Gold River] disappeared.”

The seven large guilds, the Heptagram, had been the backbone of the Korean hunter community until now, but with Ryu Ji-hwan’s [Gold River Guild] disintegrating into thin air, minor problems kept popping up.

The issue of the whereabouts of the hunters who belonged to it, the ownership and tax issues of dungeons and gates, magic stones, and various artifacts.

He was solving the problems together with other guilds, but there was no easy solution.

Knock knock.

“Yes, come in.”

His brother, who had been roaming around abroad without a word, had said he would come to eat with him.

Of course, he thought it was his brother who had come and was about to raise his head to greet him, but he saw other people following behind his brother.

“Yeo-hwa unnie came too. . . Oh my. . . Olong-hyung??”

Lo-an, who had his long hair neatly tied up, made a face like he had swallowed a bug at the title ‘Olong-hyung’.

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