The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 20.2

Peueueueok!

This happened several times.

On the floor, there was a puddle of blood and gruesome flesh.

However, no one could stop Siwoo.

They couldn’t stop him.

The same was true of Seok Tae-ji and Yamato, who had followed him as supervisors.

“. . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . .”

Chu Ha-min was of the same A+ rank as them, but in terms of pure combat power, he could be said to be a stronger Hunter than them.

Who could stop someone who was playing with such a person like a child?

And they were both curious.

How strong was this Hunter of HSIU? Was the rumor that he had defeated Gert true?

“Ha.”

Siwoo got up from his seat and stepped on Chu Ha-min’s neck.

“Keu. . . . . . Geuk. . . . . . .”

Because he had used enough force, only a deflating sound of wind came out of his neck.

How was he going to deal with this guy?

“Would I be innocent even if I killed you?”

He had picked a fight with HSIU.

A Hunter’s attack is different from the criteria of self-defense that are generally applied.

Chu Ha-min’s expression darkened rapidly at Siwoo’s razor-sharp question.

It wasn’t simply because his opponent was strong.

Siwoo’s gaze.

Chu Ha-min met the cold, dry eyes of the one who was crushing his neck.

This interest is sincere.

This is the guy who will calmly walk away even if he breaks my neck in front of this huge crowd.

At that thought, sweat trickled down his back.

His Hunter life was long if it was long and short if it was short.

However, it was the first, no, the second time he had felt the fear of death from a human being, not a monster.

“I-I. . . Was, was reckless. . . Keueok. . .!”

“I feel like pulling out one of your limbs and throwing it as Orc food. But I have a healthy image these days.”

Siwoo looked down at Chu Ha-min with a razor-sharp expression.

It was like a predator was contemplating what to do with its freshly caught prey because it was full.

“Let me ask you something.”

“Wh, what do you. . . . . . mean?”

“Did you create your skill independently?”

“Oh, no. . . I-I, I learned it from my teacher.”

“Who is your teacher?”

Chu Ha-min shut his mouth and looked around.

It was difficult to understand the intention of this man’s question.

“3.”

“Yes?”

“2.”

“W-What?”

“1.”

“C-China!”

“. . .What about China?”

“〈Black Water〉’s leader. . . It’s Xiaolong.”

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

That afternoon.

A video was uploaded to the HSIU account.

The face was mosaicked and the voice was distorted, so it was unclear who it was, but people began to speculate about the Hunter who was turning into a blood clot.

━𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧: That’s f*cking White Lion’s Asura.

━𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧: Damn, isn’t that Asura?

━𝐅-𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐕𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧: └You can’t see the skill or technique?? Eye degeneration?

━𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐚: Even at a glance, it looks like a similar Hunter brought in to fight as Asura.

━𝐨𝐨: └Why the hell would they do that at hmcs

━𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫: A friend of my friend’s girlfriend’s older brother went to hmcs education and had a match with Asura and the instructor there.

━𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝟏: └If that’s the case, isn’t it just a stranger?

Like this, people commented on the video based on the information they had heard.

From the opinion that it was Asura to the opinion that it was manipulated by HSIU, or even a counter-comment that another guild had paid to undermine [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].

Speculation and conjecture spread among people in no time.

However, the parties who should have been noisy were silent and did not say anything.

Baek Geon-ho, the Korean branch manager of HSIU, leisurely smelled the aroma of coffee.

It was the same coffee he always drank, but today it tasted even better.

As he took another sip, he heard a cough in front of him.

“Does the coffee not suit your taste?”

Baek Geon-ho asked his opponent with a smile. It was the relaxed smile of a winner.

“. . .It’s fine. Thank you for your concern.”

Choi Sung-il, the head of [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝], shook his head with a stiff face.

He tried not to show it as much as possible, but his face was filled with shame, a little humiliation, and an incomprehensible question.

“As you requested, I mosaicked and voice-distorted the video uploaded to Hunter Tube HSIU’s channel. We’re cracking down on internal leaks.”

“Thank you.”

Choi Sung-il nodded lightly and greeted him.

He had seen the unedited video through Baek Geon-ho.

Chu Ha-min lost.

Not a simple combat Hunter, but the assault leader of the [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝] and one of the guild’s top melee Hunters, ‘Asura’.

It’s not even low-level.

He was even A+ class.

‘𝙃𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙮. [𝐀𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚: 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝𝐞] 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝.’

Choi Sung-il had also received that technique.

He was one of the best tanks in South Korea, and he had trained his Hunters by sparring with them himself.

Choi Sung-il knew better than anyone what kind of technique Chu Ha-min’s was.

‘𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩.’

Who the hell was that rookie HSIU Hunter?

“We’re blocking as many comments as possible that come up on our channel, but we’re adjusting it a bit because it’ll be obvious if we just delete everything.”

“That’s okay. I’ll have our guild staff guide the rest of the comments in a slightly different direction.”

“I see. I didn’t want to upload the video itself, but as you know, HSIU is just starting to grow.”

Baek Geon-ho shrugged his shoulders and smiled apologetically.

Choi Sung-il was relieved that he had blocked this much from Baek Geon-ho’s position.

If Chu Ha-min’s face had been revealed in the video, the stock price of [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝] would have plummeted, and the guilds below it would have torn [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝] apart.

‘𝙔𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙬𝙚’𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩. 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙃𝙎𝙄𝙐, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙.’

Choi Sung-il thought about the person in the video while touching the cold coffee cup.

‘𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙮𝙚𝙩. 𝙄𝙛 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚. . .?’

When he thought about it, he even thought that Chu Ha-min’s incident wasn’t a big problem.

“By the way, who is the Hunter who defeated Chu Ha-min?”

“Hmㅡ He’s our new dark horse. He’s a rookie, but he’s better than some veterans.”

“Is it possible to say hello for a moment? I feel like I’ve gotten into trouble because of us, so I’d like to apologize in person.”

Baek Geon-ho looked at Choi Sung-il.

It was a short moment, but his intentions seemed to be clearly visible.

“No, it’s not something that the Guild Leader of a guild should apologize for.”

“That’s okay. If our guild caused the damage, the Guild Leader might have to bow his head.”

However, Choi Sung-il did not back down even after Baek Geon-ho’s refusal.

If he could bring him in, he wouldn’t mind paying twice, no, five times the amount Chu Ha-min was receiving.

“Haha. That guy must be getting a lot of attention from this fight, so please take care of him. Wouldn’t he be nervous if the Guild Leader of a large guild asked to see him?”

An excuse that didn’t sound like an excuse.

However, it was difficult for Choi Sung-il to be more persistent.

“. . .Okay, if that’s the branch manager’s intention. Instead, will you allow Chu Ha-min to go and apologize?”

“Yes. Instead, the person concerned may refuse.”

Choi Sung-il shook hands in agreement and left the room.

‘𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄’𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥.’

 

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