The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 47.2

It was such an outlandish story that she couldn’t figure out how to report it or explain it.

“If dozens or more necromancers gathered to form a huge army and summoned a Gate or a ghoul’s lair, I could understand.”

Layla remained silent.

That statement was a common-sense fact that could not be refuted.

“However, according to the report. . . it says that a single person ‘created’ the ghouls. . . and over a thousand of them at that. Are you asking me to believe this?”

“Hunter Min Siwoo is not someone who would lie!”

“But isn’t he the only Hunter who saw the necromancer? He also saw the ghouls being created by himself. Are there any additional witnesses?”

“. . . . No.”

Rolf nodded and took a sip of his normal coffee.

He had no intention of pursuing Layla.

Her uncle, Hans Schröder, was a great Hunter and a friend he had made when Rolf Bangenhelm was active.

This was a kind of teaching, and an attempt to cut off any external interference in advance.

“Stahl Guild Leader. No, Layla.”

Her eyes met his as Rolf called her warmly.

“You’re like a niece to me. But you’re still too naive. Hunters tend to exaggerate the truth to boost their own accomplishments. Didn’t Hunter Min Siwoo disappear during the battle?”

Layla nodded.

The fact that he had not been seen in the middle of the battle had also been revealed in the situation explanations given by Marco and Martinez, who had been close to Siwoo.

Of course, they had looked for him because they were worried that he might be dead.

“But in that vast forest, he just so happened to find a necromancer, and even though that necromancer was creating ghouls by himself, he subdued him. . . and the organization that was watching just let him go?”

“. . . . . . . .”

“Even if it were a heroic feat, I would believe it. Where else can you find such a convenient story?”

Rolf sighed deeply.

If he had been there, he would have thoroughly investigated Siwoo.

He would have kept him for a few more days and grilled him until he confessed the truth.

There was nothing as vulgar as a Hunter inflating his achievements to boost his reputation, and Rolf wanted no part in helping him gain fame.

However, the [𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧] could not even leave Siwoo as a witness, let alone investigate him.

“If this had been a simple monster outbreak, it would have passed without incident, but since the terrorists were German Hunters, it’s a problem. For the time being, we need to come up with countermeasures for Allmach and the IZIZ terrorist attack.”

Germany owed a great debt to the branch managers who had attended this meeting.

There was no excuse for the fact that they had put the branch managers of other countries’ HSIUs in mortal danger during their own internal conflict, and had even lost competent Hunters.

‘𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙂𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧.’

Regardless of Siwoo’s testimony about the organization behind it, the fact that he had eliminated the Dullahan and revealed the organization called Allmach was undeniable.

After examining the Dullahan’s corpse, his identity had been confirmed as Gunner, Johann, and Robert, as he had said, so there was no room for doubt.

Rolf was conflicted, but he decided to think positively.

If Siwoo hadn’t been there, Layla would have died, the defense line would have collapsed, and the branch managers would have died.

All of this had been verified by the testimony of many Hunters who had been present at the scene.

Because of this favor, Germany could not pursue Siwoo in any way.

Rather, they owed a huge debt to Baek Geon-ho, the head of the Korean branch, and to Siwoo.

“Anyway, Layla, you’ve been through a lot too. That Baek Geon-ho is annoying, but I can’t thank him enough for saving you, whatever else. Tell Min Siwoo that I thank him for helping my niece.”

“No, it was because of my lack of ability.”

Rolf Bangenhelm patted her on the shoulder.

Hunters who failed little tended to die easily.

There were many ways for Hunters to grow: by fighting a lot, getting hurt a lot, and failing a lot.

Layla would grow even more from this incident.

“If you keep working hard, you’ll be strong enough to become the top Hunter in Germany, just like your uncle.”

Layla smiled broadly.

Hans’s warm smile and Siwoo’s warm embrace overlapped in her mind.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

̇ȧ̇𝔴ᴇ𝕓𝔰𝐭𝕠𝙧ɪ𝚎𝔰.𝔠𝘰ᴍ

“Oh my, our Korean HSIU’s treasure! Genius! Rising star! Undead Killer! Savior of Germany! You’ve finally come. Everyone, give him a round of applause!”

“Wow. . . .”

“Yay. . . .”

“Ooh. . . .”

It was obvious that they had been forced to cheer.

Siwoo frowned as soon as he arrived at work.

The building was full of pamphlets and promotional posters boasting of his achievements in Germany.

「Thousands of Ghouls Appearing in Germany, Annihilated by Korean HSIU Hunter!「

The title alone was heart-wrenching.

‘𝘼𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮. . .’

As Siwoo had wished, his name was not mentioned.

The story of the incident went like this.

On the plane back from Germany.

Baek Geon-ho expressed his gratitude and apologies to Siwoo over and over again.

Even in a high position, Baek Geon-ho was the one to be pitied.

With Siwoo’s skills, there would be countless guilds begging him to join if he packed his bags and left.

‘𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙃𝙎𝙄𝙐’𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙄𝙛 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩.’

His skills had already been proven for a long time.

The Gert from the Hong Kong [𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].

Chu Ha-min from the ][𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].

Unofficially, Sung Chang-won and Ha Jun-tae.

And the battle with the Dullahan and IZIZ that he had just fought in Germany.

The one who was happiest but also most anxious about his rising stock was the HSIU.

That was also the reason why Baek Geon-ho had insisted on sitting next to Siwoo on the plane, even though there were plenty of seats.

He had never dreamed that the incident would become this big when he had simply taken to being a guard.

“Look here, Hunter Min Siwoo. No! The title is too stiff, so let’s not be so formal! Bro, bro! How about we be close and call each other bro?”

Siwoo made a displeased expression at his excessive clinginess and the conversation that had crossed the line.

It wasn’t for any other reason than that it was annoying.

He was already sick and tired of HSIU work, having just been through so much in Germany.

“I’m really sorry, bro. I didn’t bring you along knowing this would happen. Anyway, I’ll listen to everything you say, so can my bro grant me just one favor?”

“. . .What is it?”

Unexpectedly, he had fought ghouls, fought Allmach, fought necromancers, and fought Dullahans.

His magic had run out several times during the battle, and he was not in good condition for fighting.

Usually, this kind of battle required a team to be formed with roles divided according to the skill tendencies, and positions taken accordingly.

However, he couldn’t do that with someone he had just met that day.

So he had fought a tough battle in a tough environment.

Siwoo made a face as if he didn’t like it, but Baek Geon-ho continued speaking as if he didn’t care.

“There’s only one condition. Never! Never! betray the HSIU and stay here. That’s all.”

The Korean HSIU planned to create a new brand image using Siwoo as a model.

Literally a full-scale image makeover for the HSIU.

“If you need money, I’ll pay you a salary comparable to other guilds, and I’ll give you the title of Team Leader.”

【𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕒𝕝. ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤.】

“. . . . . . . I don’t plan on leaving, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Let’s talk comfortably! This Baek Geon-ho! I will be your older brother from now on!”

“Okay, I will, hyung.”

“Oh. . . ! Great, great! Got it, bro! Hahahahahaha.”

Since it had come to this, he might as well take advantage of the situation.

‘𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙚𝙩’𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙧.’

Siwoo had been planning on visiting Hans soon, but he didn’t know that his reunion with Layla would come sooner than expected.