The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 32.1

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟐: 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐮𝐦

When Siwoo was fighting Black Mamba,

Chu Ha-min and Hwang Jeong-gu were struggling with Crow, while Volk and Red Ear were facing Warthog.

However, Siwoo’s party realized that Crow and Warthog were not fighting at full strength.

Red Ear and Volk were especially shocked.

The always fierce Warthog was toying with them.

“Fuck! Oldman, was she originally this strong?”

“I don’t know!”

“Crow~ I’m so scared~ If this keeps up, we’ll all die~!”

“Hahaha. I’m struggling too.”

Crow, who was laughing cheerfully, allowed Chu Ha-min’s attack to hit her directly.

She was hit on the right side by a fist that sent her flying, but she got up unharmed, shaking off the dust.

“. . .What kind of monster is that?”

Chu Ha-min and Hwang Jeong-gu gasped for breath.

Several effective attacks had hit their target, but Crow was unscathed.

“Kuaaaaaaak!”

At that moment, Black Mamba’s scream echoed from afar.

Siwoo had cut off Black Mamba’s arms and tail, leaving her in a terrible state.

“Damn, is that bastard really a monster? Against that crazy lizard. . .”

“You impudent wretch!!”

Volk stuck out his tongue at the sight of Siwoo’s devilish cruelty.

Black Mamba was by no means weak.

Especially when she transformed into [𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐧], even his [𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟] found it difficult to bite through her fangs.

Her toughness made it difficult to inflict even a single wound with ordinary magic power.

However, Siwoo tore apart the flesh of such a Draconian as if it were squid.

“Oh, oh. Warthog, is Mamba going to die soon?”

“Already-? That’s why I can’t work with weaklings!”

Crow crossed her hair behind her ears and made a sharp expression.

She was thinking about how to handle this situation.

However, something unexpected happened.

Black Mamba opened her mouth about the client.

Crow smiled and pointed two fingers at her like a gun.

Tukwaaaak!

A head that was crushed like a ripe tomato.

“Hahaha. Mamba out!”

“Crow~ Aren’t you a little too heartless?”

“Who are you to talk. And as a so-called killer, it’s only natural to protect the client’s safety.”

Her eyes narrowed into thin lines.

It was a charming and pretty smile, but it also exuded a cold and chilling aura.

Those around her were speechless at the sudden turn of events.

“What the hell, this crazy woman.”

Chu Ha-min couldn’t understand her actions of killing her comrade without hesitation.

At least in the guild, there was no such thing as killing or harming a comrade.

“Pandemo.”

However, Siwoo didn’t seem to care much about Black Mamba’s death. He simply threw her corpse on the floor.

Then he turned his eyes and walked towards Crow.

“It was my job to kill her.”

“Hahaha, sorry. I’m the leader in name, so I have to correct my subordinates’ mistakes.”

“Is that right? Then you’re also involved in this request?”

Crow tapped her chin with her finger, contemplating Siwoo’s question.

‘𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 5 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 2 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧?’

Sensing her smile and strange magic wavelength, Siwoo opened his mouth.

“Don’t beat around the bush and tell me honestly. I can tell when you’re lying.”

“Hahaha. Oh, I’ve been caught. I like you even more because you’re more capable than I thought.”

“So, the answer is?”

“Um, no. I knew about the request, but it had nothing to do with Warthog and me.”

Her magic wavelength is stable.

Swoo nodded.

“So, that guy is ‘Pandemonium’, but you’re not?”

Crow’s narrowed eyes widened.

“What? You know about Pandemonium?”

“I don’t know about the recent one, but I know about the one in the past.”

When the existence known as the Demon Race first appeared, there were humans who worshipped them as gods.

Among them were Awakener and even some politicians.

And when the [𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧] decided to fight the Demon Race, the organization known as Pandemonium naturally disappeared.

“Hahaha. Then Mamba was killed for nothing. I didn’t want to let that name out.”

“It seems that Pandemonium is the client.”

“Well, that’s right. Mamba belonged to Pandemonium.”

Crow looked at Siwoo with amusement, her eyes twinkling.

His strength to single-handedly defeat the organization she created, his quick reasoning about information, and his composure to know when to engage in conversation.

‘𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.’

Crow smiled thinly as she looked at Siwoo.

She wanted to shower in his blood right now.

She wanted to make him beg her for his life.

‘𝙃𝙢𝙢~ 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜.’

Red Ear and Volk were also annoying, but Chu Ha-min and Hwang Jeong-gu were more of a hindrance than she had thought.

And if she were to try to take on Siwoo. . .

‘𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮.’

She gave up her regret.

“Pandemonium.”

Sihwoo took a moment to collect his thoughts.

Killing Black Mamba was one of his goals, but the most important thing was information about the client.

The killer is just a tool.

In the end, it was the client who decided to wield that blade.

“You and the guy next to you are not Pandemonium?”

“Yeah. I just had an understanding with them, but no.”

“Which organization?”

“Hahaha. I can’t tell you that. It’s not related to your revenge anyway.”

Sihwoo nodded.

“Just one more question. What are you going to do with Red Ear and Volk?”

“Um~ Since BESTIA has collapsed anyway, I’ll let them go. And I don’t want to die by your hand.”

Crow smiled bewitchingly at Siwoo.

“Okay. Then I’ll stop here too. Farewell.”

He had achieved all his goals in attacking BESTIA.

He had killed Black Mamba, who had killed Min-jun.

He didn’t know who the specific client was, but he knew who had instigated it.

And the pursuit order for Red Ear and Volk had also been lifted.

There was nothing more for him to do here.

Sihwoo sent a signal to his party. It was a sign to leave.

“Hahaha. I’ll ask you one question too.”

“. . . . . .?”

“What’s your name?”

Sihwoo frowned slightly.

The term ‘you’ bothered him, but. . .

“Min Siwoo.”

Translator’s Blog

Blog

• Do Your Gym Bros Think You’re a Weirdo? (Secret Signs You’re the Gym Oddball)
• Is My Brain Turning Into a Pile of Mush From All This Light/Web Novel Reading?
• How to Stop Your Friends From Thinking You’re a Weeb: A Guide for the Anime-Obsessed
• Are You Lowkey an Emo Kid, But Like, in a Good Way?
• Will My Cat Eat Me When I Die? (The Truth Might Hurt… Your Feelings)