The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 18.2

It was unlikely, but it was possible that HSIU had hired another hunter and then rigged the results.

The HSIU in South Korea was currently so weakened that they were in no position to pick and choose, so what couldn’t they do?

“Anyway, take good care of the new recruits and see how the training goes. In particular, observe the hunter’s abilities.”

“So I can observe him as I please?”

Chu Ha-min got up from his seat and walked out again without any hesitation.

He looked the same as when he had entered the office.

However, the staff waiting outside couldn’t help but freeze the moment Chu Ha-min stepped out of the office.

It was because of his sharp gaze, which was like a beast that had found its prey.

Chu Ha-min crumpled up the official document he had received without hesitation.

‘๐™ƒ๐™š ๐™™๐™š๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™‚๐™š๐™ง๐™ฉ. . .?’

It was a moment when the fighting spirit that had been dormant in him was fueled.

๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท

This is a mess.

What a mess.

Siwoo, who had brought the new hunters to the training dungeon, felt his expression gradually souring.

No, it was more than a sigh.

After teaching them the basics of mana manipulation, he had entered the dungeon to have the mock battle he had originally planned.

And he had instructed them to form teams and kill the monsters in front of them.

However, there was one condition: they were not allowed to use skills.

He had told them to kill them purely through their mana and physical abilities.

However, their weapon handling was atrocious.

It was like giving a chimpanzee a cello and telling it to play Bach’s unaccompanied cello suites.

“Instructor Siwoo! I’m doing well, right?! Kyaaa!!”

The woman jumped up from her seat, startled by the skeleton’s attack.

A woman who forgot one thing when she was taught two things,

Shin Ji-soo.

Siwoo had not expected her to be among the trainees today.

Moreover, he had heard that she had joined his younger brother’s guild, [๐ˆ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐†๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐].

“Hey, don’t look at the monster when it’s time to chant.”

Siwoo sat down on a rock and looked around.

The groans of the new hunters could be heard from all sides like a symphony.

“Euaaa! T-Teacher!!”

“Kyaaa! How do I kill this?!”

“P-Potion! Just one potion!”

“These damn bastards! My arm is bleeding!”

The hunters, who were facing off against various monsters, were such a mess that they could hardly be called ‘newbies’.

At least, that’s how it looked to Siwoo.

What on earth do they teach at that guild?

An awakened hunter already had superior physical abilities compared to ordinary people.

Furthermore, if they could use mana, they could kill such low-level monsters without breaking a sweat.

That’s what a hunter is. . . .

The guys in front of him were just running around and trying to avoid attacks.

It seemed that they were using less than 10% of their abilities, whether it was weapons or mana.

As he was pondering how to teach these guys, he heard a noise nearby.

โ€œTsk, damn it. Will we ever catch a single rabbit today? Since when has HSIU started teaching others?โ€

โ€œOh, come on, calm down. Itโ€™s everyoneโ€™s first time learning today.โ€

“What do you mean learning, they’re learning like shit. I’ve been watching them since earlier, and they’re only teaching useless stuff to the little bastards.”

“W-Why is this guy acting like this today? Everyone can hear you.”

“Hear it or not, damn it! Since when has [๐–๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐‹๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐†๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐] looked at the likes of HSIU.”

Siwoo turned his head towards the source of the voice.

Chu Ha-min, who was openly badmouthing him, and Seok Tae-ji, who was trying to dissuade him, were standing next to each other.

Yamato was standing with his arms crossed, looking at them from afar.

โ€œLooks like he just came out of the tutorial tower. Whoโ€™s teaching who here? Heโ€™s just a kid who hasnโ€™t even been ranked yet!โ€

“Why is this guy being like this today. . . Haha, Sir Hunter Siwoo, it’s nothing! We’re just joking around!”

Seok Tae-ji, who felt Siwoo’s gaze, gave an apologetic smile.

Siwoo turned his gaze to Chu Ha-min next to him.

However, Chu Ha-min did not avoid his gaze and instead mouthed something to Siwoo.

‘๐™”๐™ค๐™ช. ๐™Ž๐™ค๐™ฃ. ๐™Š๐™›. ๐˜ผ. ๐˜ฝ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™˜๐™.’

Judging from the shape of his mouth, that was roughly what he said.

ใ€๐•Ž๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ค ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜? ๐•†๐•ฃ๐••๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•”๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•œ๐•–๐•Ÿ?ใ€‘

“. . .Two yellow cards.”

Siwoo shook his head and moved from his seat.

He had been about to confront him, but his energy was sapped by Pre’s words.

Just one more yellow card.

He headed towards the most chaotic newbie.

“Hey.”

“Eeeek! These monster freaks!!”

Clang! Clang!

The newbie was facing a skeleton with a hammer, using crude swordsmanship.

Well, rather than facing it, he was just waving his sword around like he was swatting away flies.

“Eek!! Die! Die!!”

“Oh, dear.”

Siwoo slapped the back of his head with his palm.

With a crack, his head snapped forward.

“Huh???”

“What are you conducting an orchestra? Give me that sword.”

“Huh? Huh? Yes. . . Yes.”

“What’s your name?”

“O-Oh Kang-oh.”

Siwoo took the sword from Oh Kang-oh and stood in front of the skeleton.

The white-boned monster was nothing but malice, its empty eyes staring at Siwoo with a rattling sound.

“Watch me use a sword.”

โ”Creeeaak

The hammer fell vertically.

Siwoo twisted the blade and received the attack with the sword’s body.

Clang!

Sparks flew.

He twisted the sword diagonally.

The hammer slid down the blade with a swish.

Siwoo pushed the hammer away with a slight recoil and dug it into the skeleton’s body.

It was an instant.

He drew the sword diagonally from below.

A trajectory of light was drawn, leaving a long line as an afterimage.

Clatter! Clang!

The ribs snapped off one after another.

The skeleton belatedly lifted the hammer that was stuck in the ground.

But it was too late.

Clack!

The skeleton’s skull split in half, and its body collapsed with a thud.

A one-sided kill that could hardly be called a fight.

“See? When you swing your sword, your gaze should be on your target. You keep moving your eyes back and forth.”

Siwoo pulled the sword out of the skeleton’s head and handed it back to Oh Kang-oh.

“And sharpen the blade a little. It can’t even cut potatoes.”

“Yes. . . Yes.”

“Next isใ…ก”

If he kept teaching them one-on-one like this, it would never end.

But since the situation was a mess for different reasons, he couldn’t figure out how to properly educate them.

And besides, it wasn’t like he was teaching them all the time. This was just a one-day workshop.

‘๐™‡๐™š๐™ฉ’๐™จ ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ง๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™™๐™–๐™ฎ.’

Siwoo moved on to find another rookie Hunter who was fighting poorly.

“Hey, why are you swinging your fists like that?’

Of course, he wasn’t going to treat them with respect or teach them gently just because it was being broadcast live.

“B-Because that’s how I learned.”

The Hunter, who had been fighting a monster, replied with a clumsy posture.

His movements were devoid of basic techniques or martial arts.

“If you swing like that, you won’t even tickle a Goblin’s nose. Where the hell did you learn that?”

As Siwoo approached the Hunter to teach him how to throw a punch,

WHACK!

A thick tree branch whizzed past his cheek and crashed into the rock behind him.

“. . .What?”

Siwoo, who had known he would miss, asked his opponent.

“That’s how that ‘teacher’ showed me to do it, damn it. He said he was telling me so I could hear it!”

The Hunter he had been about to teach was, of course, a rookie from Chu Ha-min’s team.

“You have a problem with the punch I taught you? I see HSIU is getting cockier by the day. Damn it, it’s getting on my nerves.”

He was reacting as if he had been waiting for something like this to happen.

Siwoo sighed deeply.

Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to fall for a cheap provocation like that.

“If you need it, you can take my training too. Watching you flail around with your magic, you’re as bad as the rookie Hunters.”

“Heh heh, you son of a bitch. A low-level Hunter like you has some nerve!”

Chu Ha-min’s fist, filled with magic, flew toward him like a bolt of lightning.

Siwoo clenched his fist tightly.

It was time for some real training.

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