๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ 2
โExcuse me, I am Uljibataar, the chief of the [Oro Tribe]. May I ask who you are?โ
โI am Min Siwoo, an Senior-level agent from the ใHSIU International Headquartersใ who came at the request of President Gantulga. And . . . .โ
Siwoo pointed his finger upwards.
There, a man in a navy-blue coat, resembling the sky, was slowly descending while holding an umbrella.
โ. . . . . .huh?โ
Sansar frowned and looked at the two men alternately.
โWhat the hell is this? Are these also monsters that came out of the S-rank gate?โ
She recalled her mother’s advice as she looked at the men with an appearance and unique costumes that she had never seen before in Mongolia.
โWow~~. This is great! I didn’t expect to meet a Mongolian hunter as soon as I arrived in Mongolia! My name is Benedict Ackerman! Is this lady a hunter too?โ
ใ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก.ใ
โGasp!! Then does that mean you are going to kill us right now? Grandmaster, step back behind me! No matter what happens, I will protect the Grandmaster!โ
ใ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐! ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฒ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง!ใ
Sansar, who was listening to the other party’s conversation, hurriedly interjected as her intentions and words were going in completely different directions.
โNo, wait! Oh, there seems to be a misunderstanding! I didn’t mean to repay with death. . . . Chief, come here and explain! I’m not that weird of a woman!โ
Uljibataar nodded at her words and explained to the others.
โShe’s crazy. I hope you don’t mess with her.โ
โHey, you son of a chief!! Do you want to die?โ
Hearing her roaring voice, Benedict and Pre distanced themselves from her little by little.
Then Siwoo approached Uljibataar.
โYour wound is deep.โ
โI was attacked by the one that Sir Hunter Siwoo defeated. He pierced my stomach with his fist.โ
“You haven’t killed it yet.”
โYes?โ
“You didn’t kill it. You crushed it to the ground, making it difficult to ‘merge’.”
He then lifted Uljibataar’s clothes and put his hand on his stomach.
At that sight, both Uljibataar and Sansar could only stare at Siwoo with wide eyes.
In their tribe, it was unimaginable for a man to touch the bare skin of another man.
“Now, hold on, what, what are you doing?!”
โChief, I know. There is also this way of love.โ
โW-What?!โ
“It’s okay. If the Chief agrees to act as the husband, I won’t discriminate.”
โS-Sansar!!โ
Siwoo ignored their bickering and poured his magic into his stomach, implementing a spell.
A large circular spell appeared, and hundreds of geometric shapes and letters began to fill it up in a jumble.
A brilliant light emanated from the magic circle.
It was a warm sensation that seemed to overwhelm everything, like nothing they had ever seen before.
Uljibataar could not close his mouth as he watched the golden letters pouring into his wound.
It was the first time he had ever seen this kind of skill implementation since he was born.
After the letters dug into the wound, a flash of light flashed and the wound was repaired.
It was not simply sutured and stopped bleeding, but restored to its previous state.
Uljibataar had met numerous shamans in Mongolia, Tibet, and China, but he had never seen anyone who could heal to this level.
No, can this be called healing?
What is this. . . .
โIsn’t it regeneration?โ
Uljibataar stroked his stomach and checked the condition of his body by circulating his magic.
Even the mana channels where mana flowed were perfectly restored.
This was close to a miracle shown by God.
When Uljibataar wiped the blood that was on his stomach and showed the cleanly healed area, Sansar asked with surprised eyes.
โOh my. . . Chief, are you okay?โ
โI seem to be okay. . . . Not just okay, I’m completely healed. It’s all thanks to Sir Hunter Siwoo’s ability.โ
He looked at Siwoo with eyes full of respect.
โAre you okay? Please tell me if there is any discomfort.โ
Siwoo was asked by President Gantulga to ‘return them safely’.
He had made an urgent request, saying that they were indispensable personnel in Mongolia, even if they were not considered top-notch by world standards.
โWell, any country would be in an emergency if they lost their rank 1 and 2 in one day.โ
Siwoo could fathom President Gantulga’s feelings.
A high-ranking hunter within a country did not simply mean a single individual.
They formed the backbone of the country, served as a defense against monsters, and became factors that increased national power.
Just looking at the countries that possessed โMistelteinโ, one could see the different reactions of neighboring countries before and after possession.
Because of such concerns and worries, President Gantulga must have been unable to drive Uljibataar and Sansar into the S-rank gate.
If they were to die inside as well, Mongolia would have no choice but to declare a state of emergency.
โIn that case, they would have to ask for help from China or Russia, but Russia would be preoccupied with the S-rank gate. China would come to help. . . but they are a country with such great ambition that we can’t just accept it without worry.โ
No wonder he had asked for help from a hunter he had never met before.
Of course, Siwoo was not simply helping out of a sense of volunteerism.
โYes, thanks to you, my wounds are all healed. How can I thank you. . . .โ
“It seems like that thing has awakened. Shall we continue our conversation later?”
โWhat are you talking about. . . .โ
Uljibataar was so surprised by Siwoo’s technique that he had forgotten that the Cyclops was still alive.
Kwagwaaaahhhhhhใ กใ กใ ก!!
โGrandmaster! Get behind me!โ
ใ๐๐๐ฌ, ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ!ใ
The monster’s new form sprang up, breaking the floor of the canyon.
Benedict took out a short and slender staff like a baton from his arms and swung it forward.
As the blue wind swept in, magic power was added to the implemented spell, and a huge magic circle emitted light.
[Time Traveler: Jester’s Juggling]
About ten oval-shaped donuts penetrated the Cyclops’ entire body.
Rustle, rustle.
The sharp, almost pointed, blades of time cut the monster’s limbs into pieces like ripe fruit.
The Cyclops’ newly formed body, which had been cut into small pieces, fell thudding to the floor.
โGrandmaster, did I do it right?!โ
โHey, it’s not dead yet. I told you to watch the enemy until the end.โ
ใ๐๐ก๐๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐! ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐๐จ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ฒ’๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐๐!ใ
โI understand, Grandmaster!โ
Benedict raised his staff and fired [Jester’s Juggling] at it again.
Now, it was no longer in a form where it could remain intact, as if it had been minced rather than cut into pieces, but the Cyclops did not die and began to gather its body.
Is it learning?
The time it took for the monster to repair its body was getting shorter and shorter.
โWhat should we do, Grandmaster?โ
ใ๐๐ซ. . . ๐๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ง. . . . . . .๐๐ก๐๐ญ. . . ๐ข๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฌ๐ค ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ! ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ! ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐!ใ
Pre flicked Siwoo with his wings as if to tell him to teach him quickly.
โ. . .Burn it with fire.โ
Siwoo frowned at the idiot duo and answered.
โI’m sorry, but little teacher, I’m not a flame user, so I can’t use fire?โ
Benedict looked at Siwoo with innocent and naive eyes.
โThen what else do you know besides time magic?โ
“Time magic is amazing~. It’s completely different from ordinary elemental magic that you can learn if someone teaches you.”
โIt doesn’t seem that great. Hey, Pre.โ
ใ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ!ใ
Pre, who had observed Benedict’s skills several times and acquired the ability, shared his strength with Siwoo.
Based on a huge circle, thousands of shapes, letters, and symbols were packed tightly, and Siwoo’s magic power flowed fiercely along the circuit.
[Time Traveler: Jester’s Juggling]
A dark blue magic circle emitted a flash of light.
Hundreds of jugglers appeared in the air, their blades gleaming.
โHuh???โ
Benedict opened his mouth wide and looked at the sight.
โLook, look. You’re showing off with a skill that even dogs and pigs use? I would have made a thousand if I had a staff.โ
At Siwoo’s gesture, [Jester’s Juggling] rose and rushed towards the Cyclops that was raising its body.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!!
Everyone was speechless at the sight of the monster being crushed as if it was being ground in a mixer.
They couldn’t even tell if it was the monster that had been trying to pressure and kill them.
The difference in strength was so great that Uljibataar, Sansar, and Benedict did not even feel jealous.
They were simply overwhelmed with endless awe.
โSee? You shouldn’t go around showing off with just one skill.โ
In fact, the reason Siwoo could be so intimidating was not simply because he could copy the abilities of others by having Pre alone.
It was a technique that would not be possible without Siwoo’s analytical ability of the circuit and his delicate magic operation.
In addition, he also needed to have an abundant amount of mana to continuously supply to Pre.
โ. . .Yes.โ
Benedict blinked his eyes and tried to recall the sight he had just seen.
Could there be someone who could copy and use magic that was ranked 20th in the world on the spot?
ใIt hurts. What are you.ใ
The Cyclops, which had now restored its body at a noticeably faster rate, spewed intense magic towards Siwoo.
โUgh! It looks like we have to finish it before it gets stronger! Do you have any ideas?โ
Uljibataar asked, biting his lips at its momentum.
The compatibility was not good.
If it were an enemy that was simply strong or used magic, he would be able to kill it even by swinging his crescent blade like crazy.
โThat hunter named Benedict also doesn’t seem to have good compatibility, and Sir Hunter Siwoo also seems to be a close combat type. . . .โ
Uljibataar wondered if he should just become a shield and hold it back.
It was funny to say that he would give up his life again in front of his savior, but if that was the only way, he would not hesitate to throw away his life.
“I have an idea.”
Siwoo clenched his fists.
[Takemikazuchi: Lightning’s Root]
As he poured his magic power into his bracelet, a bright yellow flash wrapped around his body and burned with a crackling sound.
It was as if electricity had been personified.
His new form approached the Cyclops and grabbed its neck with the speed of lightning.
ใSlo. . . what?ใ
“A dead man talks too much.”
Crackle, crackle, crackle!!!
A huge electric shock radiated through his hand and began to burn the monster’s body.
โA guy who’s not even a regenerator shouldn’t heal his body without permission.โ
ใHurts? Kill.ใ
The Cyclops, which had its neck grabbed, tried to twist its neck to get it off.
However, Siwoo suppressed its movements.
โYou’re not even a loach, but you keep trying to escape.โ
ใLet. go. Human.ใ
Even as it was burning, the Cyclops kicked Siwoo in the jaw.
It was the same blow that had pierced Uljibataar’s stomach with one punch, but it would only be a blow if it hit.
Siwoo dodged the attack and flashed a vicious smile at the Cyclops.
โDo you think you can hit me with something like a kick?โ
At first glance, it seemed like an ability similar to Siwoo’s, but it was not.
It was not about recovering from injuries, but simply the severed parts endlessly reuniting.
In the first place, it was an ability that was neither regeneration nor recovery.
ใLet. . . go.ใ
โHow much do I have to beat you up for you to stop making that smug face and speaking informally?โ
Siwoo twisted his lips and recited fiercely at it.
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