The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 5.2

At the sight of the two men facing off like a giant tiger and a dragon, tears welled up in her eyes.

“This—you stole my recruit.”

At that moment, another voice interjected, throwing cold water on the atmosphere.

The air that had been about to burst instantly settled down and their gazes dispersed.

“. . .Hunter Choi Sung-il.”

Another S-rank Hunter appeared after Ryu Ji-hwan.

However, since Choi Sung-il had a bad relationship with Ryu Ji-hwan, he was not a bad opponent for Min Si-joon.

Ryu Ji-hwan and Min Si-joon suppressed their emotions.

No matter how much the Hunter Law was above the general law, it did not allow two S-rank Hunters to fight as they pleased.

It was just a natural expression of emotion that arose because of their bad relationship.

“I see you all received the Association’s message.”

At Choi Sung-il’s words, the two nodded.

“Anyway, the other four aren’t interested in this kind of thing. I guess the three of us can finish this conversation.”

The Seven Strongest Guilds established by the seven S-rank Hunters.

Three of them had gathered here.

“Who got here first?”

“I came first.”

“As expected, Hunter Min Si-joon from the [𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝] was the fastest. Then Hunter Ryu Ji-hwan from the [𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].”

“Yes. Hunter Choi Sung-il from the [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝] is the last.”

Choi Sung-il looked around and then made a face that was difficult to understand.

“It’s strange considering you two fought. The buildings aren’t destroyed, and judging by the fact that only the guards were attacked, it doesn’t seem like you two did it. Could it be that this is the work of the ‘Awakener Not on the Register’ that the Association mentioned?”

Ryu Ji-hwan shrugged at Choi Sung-il’s question.

“When I look at him, I can tell that he’s a pretty dirty bastard. I mean, look at him causing this much trouble as soon as he comes out.”

“That’s right. I don’t know who it is, but we should find him quickly. Having awakened such a great skill means that he could become a very valuable asset. To be honest, in front of you two. . . I’m envious.”

“Tsk, tsk. Whoever finds him first gets to be his master, right? I was worried that I’d end up eating alone like an idiot, trying to eat everything myself.”

Despite Ryu Ji-hwan’s blatant sarcasm, Min Si-joon remained expressionless.

In fact, one of the hardest things for him to do was keep a poker face.

Min Si-joon had always been honest about expressing his emotions.

However, the most important thing he needed while running a huge business like a guild was emotional restraint, so he had cut off his emotions one by one.

Whenever Min Si-joon put on a poker face, he thought of a smile that came to mind.

A man who had lived his entire life with the same face.

No matter how hard it was, no matter how much it hurt, he always smiled like an idiot.

Older brother.

“Then let’s each look for him first. He probably hasn’t gone far. And give that woman over there a business card each and tell her to choose for herself. It would be a burden for you.”

“It doesn’t matter. Let’s just let them do what they want. Then I’ll go first. Se. Nior.”

“Have a good trip. Foul-mouthed hoobae.”

“Caw—Tsk!”

Ryu Ji-hwan glared at him.

‘I’ll crush that smug face of yours someday. Min Si-joon.’

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Siwoo came outside.

It had only been 10 years, but Seoul felt completely different from what he remembered.

Well.

Those 10 years were 100 blank years compressed in a different world.

It felt like he had arrived in a completely new place beyond the unfamiliar.

Siwoo even wondered if the Earth he knew and the Earth now were different.

【Food ah, is this where you lived? There are so many things that look like you. It’s crazy. I want to eat everything.]

“Whew.”

Now, the voice echoing from within was more familiar.

He had spent time trying to recover his past memories, but ironically, he now felt that both the past and he himself had changed.

If the other world felt more familiar. . . would there be no reason to come here?

He definitely remembered it, but the problem was that it was only in his memory.

The appearance of Earth that did not remain in any of his emotions or memories.

Siwoo couldn’t tell if it was the Seoul scenery that had changed or his own heart.

It was as if a castaway who had been trapped on an uninhabited island for decades had been suddenly dropped in the middle of Seoul.

【Why do you look like you ate shit? When you were whining about wanting to go home, you were all over the place. Your face looks as tasteless as cold, leftover meat.】

This son of a bitch.

Instead of the emptiness he had felt for a moment, Siwoo felt a surge of anger.

Thanks to this bastard, he hadn’t gotten depression.

He might have developed anger management issues instead.

“Hey. Didn’t you say you wanted to eat chicken?*

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