The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 155

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟓𝟓: 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 1

In the dry and windy desert,

At the moment when the moonlight was illuminating the surroundings, a ferocious and violent aura surged from the center of the wilderness.

The sharp aura, as if it was boiling, pierced through the surroundings like needles, showing off its power.

Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuung.

Siwoo glared at the Bicataur with cold and chilling eyes.

Siwoo was not broad-minded enough to let go of an opponent who was hostile towards him and just pass by.

“Keuk!”

Uljibataar chewed his lips and also raised his magical power.

He could not just watch, because the wave of killing intent and magical power rising from Siwoo was enormous.

Just standing there, his skin felt like it was burning.

“Chief. . . . That person is also strong?”

“It seems so.”

Although he had not fought against him, Uljibataar could roughly grasp the opponent’s capabilities.

At the very least, he was equal to him, or even far above him.

‘𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. . . . 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵?’

If only he could ask him directly and find out.

“Hey, Bicataur. Don’t you know that we should just stay quiet and leave? If we make a fuss, ‘that person’ will scold us.”

“. . . . . . .”

At the moment Galsiryang tried to stop him again, Bicataur’s body kicked off the ground and rushed towards Siwoo.

An explosive force was charging forward.

Siwoo also rushed forward to meet him.

Kwaa━━━━ang!!

A boulder-like charge met Siwoo’s lightning-fast blow head-on.

The collision of aura and aura split the desert in half, creating a terrifying gust of wind.

Bicataur’s fist was clenched.

His fist was so big that it was not easy to avoid.

His size was bigger than Choi Dae-soo’s, and his speed was even faster.

Siwoo punched the guy’s abdomen as soon as the guy’s attack passed over his head.

Jjeureureureureureureung!

‘𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬?’

Siwoo’s hand that had punched him felt numb because of how hard it was.

“. . . . . . .”

Then, Bicataur clasped his two hands and brought them down from top to bottom with all his might.

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!

If it was an ordinary person, their bones would have been crushed, and they would have died instantly.

However, he could not help but look down in surprise.

Siwoo had blocked that powerful blow with one hand.

“That hurts, you Golem-like bastard.”

Siwoo’s foot lashed out at Bicataur’s side like a whip.

PAAK—BANG!!!

The huge body flew away and dug into the desert, creating a pile of sand.

“Chief, what the heck is this fight. . . .”

“I don’t know either. Both of them don’t look like humans.”

“What?! Little master is fighting? Where is our Grandmaster?”

At that moment, Benedict, who had been sleeping soundly, woke up and mumbled.

“You’d better keep sleeping. You’re not going to be of any help in the fight.”

“What?! How dare you! Do you know who I am?? I’m Rolf. . . . No, who is Rolf? Hehehee, my name is Rolf. Hehehee.”

“Chief, this guy’s gone crazy. Let’s just leave him.”

Sansar shook her head and looked at Benedict with pitiful eyes.

Pa━━━━aaang!!

The pile of sand that Bicataur had dug into was scattered in all directions in an instant.

He was radiating magical power from inside and blowing away the sand.

“. . . . . . .”

Bicataur took off his robe.

A muscular man, as if a bear and a buffalo were mixed together, revealed himself.

His ghostly, sparse hair and the red eyes shining between them created a strange combination.

“Ack!! Bicataur!! That’s enough! We didn’t fight all this way just to die here!”

Galsiryang hurriedly shouted and approached him.

” . . . One hit.”

“What??”

“I didn’t even get to hit him once.”

Bicataur’s husky voice was filled with anger.

Then, he pushed Galsiryang aside and moved his big feet to rush towards Siwoo again.

“The kid is using his guts to fight back.”

【𝐌𝐨𝐚𝐭! 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧? 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧! 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!】

“. . .You keep sleeping.”

Siwoo took a deep breath and prepared to strike.

‘𝘈𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤. 𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘌𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.’

He prepared himself and stepped forward.

The guy’s body jumped up and raised his fist towards Siwoo.

Siwoo also glared and prepared to counterattack.

Click.

He clenched his back molars.

Right then, a strange aura wafted from beneath his feet.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakakakakakaang!!

Sand flew up in all directions, and a dozen or so people jumped out from beneath it.

They split into two groups and blocked Siwoo and Bicataur.

“Older brother!!!”

Uljibataar ran up and stood next to Siwoo, and Sansar aimed her bow at them.

“Everybody calm down!!”

The last person to come up from the sand pile raised his hand and looked at them.

Although his face was completely covered with cloth, he had a woman’s voice.

“This is our territory. We will not tolerate any more fighting.”

“Oh, I’m sorry! I told Bicataur to stop fighting, but he wouldn’t listen. . . .”

“Bicataur, Galsiryang.”

The woman called their names with cold eyes.

“Yes. . .?”

“The landlord is angry.”

Galsiryang’s face, which had been twitching, lost its smile at her words.

“Didn’t I clearly tell you not to touch the ‘guests’ who will come in the future?”

“Th-that. . . I apologize. I have no excuse.”

“I barely managed to stop the landlord from coming in person. Otherwise, would you have made such excuses to the landlord as well?”

“No, I wouldn’t have anything to say even if I had ten mouths.”

Galsiryang apologized obediently, unlike before.

“Apologize to them as well.”

The woman said, pointing to Siwoo and his party with her hand.

“Oh. . . . I understand. I’m sorry, Hunter Min Siwoo.”

“You know my name well.”

“Yes? Hahahaha. Didn’t you also know that we know you, Hunter-nim?”

“I know. IZIZ.”

Siwoo calmly replied, suppressing the aura and magical power he had been emitting.

If Galsiryang had been an ordinary Awakener, Siwoo would have noticed it right away when he was in the Mongolian Deathworm’s stomach.

However, because he was a ‘half-demon’ that mixed magic and magical power, he could not immediately recognize him in the monster’s thick magical power.

That was why he was able to feel it clearly when he revealed himself inside the monster’s body, and the reason he asked about his affiliation was to find out whether he was from IZIZ or not.

“Oh? But wasn’t it a bit of a stretch to guess that I’m from IZIZ just because I’m a demon race? How did you know?”

“The robe that the giant was wearing.”

“Yes?”

“It was exactly the same as the one Crow and Raphel were wearing.”

“Ahaaa. . . .”

Galsiryang nodded only then.

“Crow often talks about it, saying that Bicataur wanted to fight. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I was going to kill them both if they crossed the line anyway.”

Siwoo’s words were sincere.

If he had used Ether, he would have definitely killed them.

Even though he was in a position to exchange information with Crow, he did not have to take care of the organization members who were attacking him.

“Yes, I felt that too. I really thought I should stop you. Thank you for understanding.”

“I know.”

Galsiryang tried to gauge Siwoo’s abilities, but he found it even more difficult to gauge them, and he laughed.

‘𝘐 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮.’

He handed Bicataur the robe and bowed his head to the people.

“Then we will leave now. Hunter Min Siwoo, and Sirke-nim. I apologize for the inconvenience.”

The woman called Sirke nodded as if she understood.

As Galsiryang and Bicataur left, she turned around and looked at Siwoo, bowed her waist, and clasped her fists and palms together to greet him formally again.

“I apologize. I am Sirke, the caretaker of the desert and my master’s attendant. My master has ordered me to escort Hunter Min Siwoo with respect.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

“. . . . Won’t you ask any more questions?”

Sirke asked in a rather bewildered voice when Siwoo agreed right away.

“You said to escort me. So I’m going. Why?”

“What if we are strange people. . . . Do you know who my master is?”

Siwoo chuckled at her words.

“That’s why I came here to meet them. So lead the way.”

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Underground city beneath the Gobi Desert,

〈Sult Ordd〉.

Uljibataar and Sansar were speechless at the sight of the city.

They had lived in Mongolia all their lives, but it was the first time they had learned that such an underground city was hidden in the desert.

Moreover, the size of the underground city was so large that it was no different from an ordinary city.

There was a magical sphere on the high ceiling that shone with the brightness of the sun and the moon, and there were stalls, markets, and shops on the streets.

There were also many people, and the streets were full of vitality.

If there was one thing that was different from an ordinary city, it was that everyone here was a ‘demon race.’

“Sirke-nim. . . . When in the world. . . .”

Uljibataar asked.

“I think it has been more than 15 years. I was not here when it was first created, so only my master knows the details.”

“Who is your master. . .?”

“You will know when you see him. Oh, of course, only those who are permitted by my master can meet my master.”

Sirke said, glancing at Siwoo.

“Older brother, was your purpose in coming here from the beginning?”

“Well, yes.”

“How did you know that there was a city here?”

“Because I was here when it was made.”

“Yes?”

“What?”

Uljibataar and Sirke had questioning looks in their eyes at the same time.

“Doesn’t your master talk?”

“My master . . . in front of us . . . does not express her emotions or thoughts. She also avoids talking about the past.”

That was why Sirke had no choice but to be half-skeptical when she first heard this order.

━Soon, there will be guests on the surface, so go out to meet them.

What the heck, guests?

Moreover, when she said those words, the master’s expression was brighter and more radiant than ever.

She even wore a dress that she had never worn before and put on makeup.

‘𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩?’

Sirke was so curious that she even asked her master a question that she had never asked her before.

━Who are the guests? I’ll tell you later when you bring them here. Be sure to be polite and respectful.

She had never spoken to her in such a tone, not even when she was escorting those IZIZ members.

As Sirke and the armed forces led Siwoo and his party into the street, people’s eyes focused on them.

In fact, just by looking at their appearance, it was impossible to distinguish between the demon race and ordinary people.

Since only Awakeners who could feel magical power could distinguish them, most people just looked at Siwoo and his party with curious eyes.

“My master is here.”

The place she guided them to was a three-story mansion that looked the most gorgeous and sturdy out of all the buildings.

“First, I will escort only Hunter Min Siwoo. Please wait here, everyone else.”

“Older brother, will you be okay?!”

“Oppa! If anything dangerous happens, call us!”

Siwoo smiled at their words and followed Sirke inside.

The interior of the mansion was decorated elegantly and cleanly.

The sweet scent of flowers that could not be found in the underground city filled the hallway.

Sirke went up to the second floor and stopped in front of a large door, and looked at Siwoo.

“I will stay outside the door.”

She turned the doorknob and took a step back to guide Siwoo, then closed the door again.

Siwoo walked into the room inside.

“It’s been a long time.”

“I missed you. . . . Master.”

A beautiful woman with white hair bowed deeply to Siwoo.

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