The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 257

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓𝟕: 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 2

Unknowingly, without realizing it.

It had happened completely out of the blue.

While the necks of a dozen or so Hunters were being severed and strewn across the floor, no one could fully grasp the situation.

Even Choi Dae-soo could only stare dumbfounded as if he were possessed.

“Phew.”

Jin Do-wa revealed his pale face amidst the pitch-black hem of his robe and the thick cigarette smoke, like an abstract ink painting.

“Why are you all so unresponsive? We need some fanfare to wake you up.”

“Jin Do-waㅡ what is this madness? Appearing out of nowhere.”

“Oh, my, are you finally coming to your senses?”

Jin Do-wa looked at Choi Dae-soo and curled his lips.

“Surely you don’t think you can walk away from this unscathed, do you?. . .”

“As if I would surrender before my goal. This Jin Do-wa is not one to hide or run away. Don’t worry.”

“Who is. . . talking about me?”

“Oh my, how observant. But then again, your comprehension has always been exceptional. That’s why you became President, isn’t it?”

He exhaled a puff of smoke into the air, a leisurely smile on his face.

Choi Dae-soo clicked his tongue and took out a cigar from his pocket, placing it in his mouth.

“There have only been two people I’ve ever hated. One was Min Siwoo, and the other is you, Jin Do-wa.”

“Is that so? Are you jealous of those more handsome than you?”

“I hate you because you’re both unlucky.”

“That’s quite the statement.”

Listening to his opponent’s mumbling and grumbling, Choi Dae-soo slowly took out the ring and bracelet he had kept in his pocket and put them on.

“Oh, are you trying to fight me now?”

“Don’t blame me if you die, Jin Do-wa.”

“If I die, it’ll be a waste of two SS-ranks. It’d be better to have some fun in a spacious truck.”

Just as Choi Dae-soo was about to charge at Jin Do-wa, Jin Do-wa’s cigarette holder transformed into a folding fan.

He folded the fan and slapped the surface with his palm.

Thwack!!

A strange sight unfolded, as if time and space were being distorted.

Colorful fractals and a dazzling display of magic that stimulated all five senses danced around Choi Dae-soo, swirling and twirling.

“ㅡㅡ!!!”

Choi Dae-soo gritted his teeth so hard that blood seeped from the inside of his cheeks.

A stinging pain accompanied by the metallic taste of blood jolted his mind out of the blinding flash.

“. . .Hmph!”

Choi Dae-soo looked up and surveyed his surroundings.

Everyone who had been at the promotion ceremony had somehow been transported to a vast field.

But had they actually moved, or had the location changed, or had they only just realized where they were? Or was this all an illusion? Choi Dae-soo couldn’t tell.

“Your damn skills are still intact.”

Jin Do-wa, the world’s greatest illusionist.

“You’ve only changed the location, but it would’ve been more impressive if you had flown me straight to the moon.”

“It should be a point of pride to be able to cast an illusion on someone about to be promoted to ‘Misteltein’.”

“Oh, please, don’t act so humble. Let’s just fight.”

Jin Do-wa opened his folding fan and flicked it at Choi Dae-soo.

A terrifying aura and power surged from Choi Dae-soo’s body, overwhelming his surroundings, and his killing intent was focused on one place.

“Ha ha ha, thank you. I will fight you to my heart’s content before I become ‘Misteltein’.”

A flash of light emanated from his hand, and a long sword materialized.

“Oh, how menacing.”

As Choi Dae-soo’s new weapon appeared, a deafening explosion rang out, and a wave of magic swept through the surroundings.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!

Jin Do-wa’s bare hands blocked Choi Dae-soo’s powerful strike.

In terms of the sword’s strength and sharpness alone, Choi Dae-soo’s was superior, but he didn’t dare force his sword in.

On one side of the blade were engraved 28 constellations, and on the other were inscribed 29 divine spells.

“You little ratㅡ! How did you get your hands on the Four Tigers Subjugation Sword?!”

“Woah, are you trying to spit on me? An artifact belongs to whoever picks it up.”

It was no wonder that Choi Dae-soo’s eyes, recognized by all as an ‘artifact collector’, widened.

The sword Jin Do-wa was wielding was the ‘Four Tigers Subjugation Sword’, one of South Korea’s greatest treasures.

“It seems I’ll have to kill you and take that sword for myself.”

“How despicable. As if the Heavenly Sword of a Thousand Men wasn’t enough, you covet others’ possessions as well.”

“It’s better in my hands, even if it’s out of greed, than being used for evil by a criminal.”

“Isn’t that just self-justification? You’ll be punished by heaven for taking what’s not yours.”

Choi Dae-soo, fearing that the Four Tigers Subjugation Sword would be damaged, dispelled his longsword and materialized a dark gauntlet.

His magic was compressed into the gauntlet, emitting a tingling sensation.

“Oh, how fearsome. I guess I’ll have to give it my all too.”

Jin Do-wa curled his lips and opened his folding fan at his opponent’s overwhelming aura.

“Let’s have a little fun.”

The brush in his right hand dipped the folding fan into thick black ink.

[Illusionist Warrior: Strange and Vivid Daytime]

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

At the same time, in the United States.

〈HSIU International Headquarters〉 held a brief promotion ceremony and banquet to celebrate Siwoo’s promotion to Special Agent.

Neither Edward nor Siwoo enjoyed excessive formalities, so the promotion ceremony was kept as simple as possible.

The first ‘Special Agent’ position to be earned by a non-HSIU commander.

A result achieved through sheer skill, ability, and an overwhelming number of arrests that no one could match.

After receiving his certificates of appointment and a brief promotion ceremony in front of all the staff at the International Headquarters, they moved to the banquet hall.

“Why did you invite so many people?”

Siwoo asked Edward, looking at the huge crowd filling the banquet hall.

“Look at this slime-brained idiot. Do you think I invited all these people? They all came here of their own accord, wanting to catch your eye.”

“That makes me feel even more uncomfortable. You handle the internal affairs, and I’ll handle the external affairs. You can take care of the rest.”

“My dear, old friend, my soul mate. You are the star of this event, not me. I am merely a guest today.”

Edward put his hand on Siwoo’s shoulder and forcibly dragged him to a place where there were other people.

Although they had simplified many of the procedures and arrangements, the significance of the ‘Special’ title in HSIU meant that numerous dignitaries attended.

Some were even presidents or vice presidents of their respective countries’ hunter associations.

That was how significant the HSIU ‘Special’ rank was, and it was a position that wielded great influence worldwide.

“It’s been a long time, master.”

“Grandmaster~~! Your humble disciple has finally come to meet Grandmaster!!”

At that moment, familiar voices reached Siwoo’s ears.

“Rolf! And. . . Benedict.”

“No!! Why do you look at me with such a disapproving expression, little master?! Oh~~~ My friend Lo-an and the Queen are here too.”

“. . .I’m not friends with that guy.”

“It’s been a long time, Benedict.”

【𝐎𝐡!! 𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞! 𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞!!】

Pre, who had emerged from Siwoo’s pocket, shed his metal skull and flew towards Benedict, hugging him.

“Grandmaster!! I wanted to see you!!”

【𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞!! 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨!】

A touching reunion between master and disciple.

“Now, let’s leave the fools alone and do what we need to do.”

Siwoo, who had been watching from the sidelines, turned away from them and led Rolf and the others to where the food was.

Those guys were dispensable anyway, since it didn’t matter whether they were there or not when they talked.

“By the way, Rolf, have you ever met Loki?”

“That’s an unexpected name.”

Rolf responded, his eyes wide at Siwoo’s question.

“Yes, I have. I was with the association when she was active as a hunter in Germany.”

“Oh? You must have seen her often. What kind of person is Loki?”

“Well. . . I think the question is a bit off.”

“?”

Rolf stroked his mustache and struggled to find the right words for a long moment.

“She’s not someone who can be defined as a person. How should I put it. . . She’s like the ‘Loki’ from mythology itself. She’s not malicious, but she’s not benevolent either.”

“You were brave to work with someone like that.”

“Well. . . She’s like a cat. She only does what she wants to do.”

Siwoo nodded slightly, looking at Rolf’s expression.

Perhaps this guy had projected Layla onto Loki and let her do whatever she wanted.

“Oh, no! This is bad!”

At that moment, an HSIU employee burst into the banquet hall and ran towards Edward.

His noisy entrance drew the attention of many people.

“What’s going on?”

“We’ve received news that intruders have broken into Hunter Choi Dae-soo’s promotion ceremony currently underway in South Korea!”

“What. . .?! What kind of lunatic would dare to cause such a disturbance on the day of the promotion ceremony for a Hunter who is about to become ‘Misteltein’. . .”

“It looks like Jin Do-wa, one of the ‘Six Fingers’!”

The hall was instantly filled with a commotion, and people began to murmur.

They had turned on their cell phones, which had been muted so as not to interfere with the banquet, and tried to get a grasp of the situation.

“The party’s over.”

Siwoo, who had been looking around the room, took off his uniform jacket and said to Edward.

“What?! Why all of a sudden? Are you going to Korea?”

“No way. I’m staying here to take care of ‘external affairs’.”

“External affairs. . .?”

“Rolf, I’m sorry, but please look after Edward. The rest of you, prepare for battle.”

As soon as Siwoo finished speaking, the sound of gunfire and screams erupted from a distance.

Tatatatatatatatatatata!!

“Seigen senior, please lend us your strength.”

Siwoo spoke to Seigen, who was pretending not to notice.

“Anyway, I don’t understand why I always get into trouble when I’m with you. Didn’t you tell me to come for a drink?”

“Can’t we have a drink after we’re done?”

“It’s easy to say, but if you owe someone a favor, you have to repay it.”

Seigen finished off the rest of his drink and followed Siwoo and the others towards the commotion.

A gang of what looked like a few hundred people were firing guns and skills at the HSIU building.

The windows on the first floor were already gone, and the walls, ceiling, and floor were a mess from the impact of bullets and magic.

“. . .It’s strange that a gang would attack HSIU.”

Lo-an, who had summoned his Ruyi, checked the situation outside and expressed his doubt.

“Those guys are just a distraction. If Jin Do-wa is fighting Choi Dae-soo, then Tyron must be here to hunt for rankers. He was the leader of the gang.”

“Kukuku, correct!!”

At that moment, the floor shook and Tyron leaped out like a whale breaching the water.

His right foot swung like a whip, striking Lo-an’s torso directly.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡKwaaaang!!

Lo-an’s body slammed into the inner wall with a loud noise.

The others tried to attack Tyron, but he had already disappeared.

“Damn, was I too slow?”

Tyron chuckled from the ceiling twenty meters away, his upper body hanging over the edge.

“No, that was the perfect speed.”

And a flash of lightning flashed next to Tyron, emitting a chilling aura.

It was Siwoo.

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