The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 54.1

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’: ๐๐ง๐ž๐ฎ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐š ๐–๐š๐ซ๐

<<German Hunters Association>>

“Huh!”

Rolf Bangenhelm exclaimed in admiration as he read the report.

It was the third time he had read the same paragraph, but each time he read it, he had to stop at that part.

“Did he really say that? Really?”

“Yes, he said and uttered every single word without missing a beat.”

Harald replied, unable to hide his pride.

He had been a hunter for many years, but Siwoo was the first person he had ever met who was so selfless and pure.

“I can’t believe it.  The incentives are understandable, given that he came to Germany. But the bonus is beyond my comprehension.”

“That’s right. Nobody would say anything if he just accepted it.”

“Of course not! On the contrary, the <<German Hunters Association>> would be the ones to announce it on the news and interview him!”

Rolf Bangenhelm knew hunter psychology all too well.

They didn’t risk their lives entering the gates or fighting monsters for any other reason.

Money.

Just like athletes who switch teams.

Of course, there would be factors such as wanting to improve their skills and join a better team.

But most of them transferred to other guilds for more money, and the Hunters were no different. They would simply switch guilds for more money.

But the Hunters Association was giving him a bonus just like that?

Just because he fought well?

Who would refuse that!

It wasn’t even a small sum, it was over 10 billion.

“I’ll donate it to Hans Schrรถder and the bereaved family of the hunters who died this time. . . There has never been anyone like this in the German Hunters before.”

Rolf tapped the table with his fountain pen.

In fact, the purpose of the benefits and bonus this time was not Siwoo.

Rolf Bangenhelm did not think highly of Siwoo because he thought the hunter named Min Siwoo had falsely inflated his accomplishments.

Wasn’t he talking about a necromancer that no one had ever heard of before? Didn’t he say that the necromancer had created a horde of ghouls all by himself?

However, saving Layla was a separate issue.

He had secretly developed a favorable impression of Siwoo because he had protected Layla, who he felt like his own niece and daughter.

“First, let’s distribute the bonus as Min Siwoo requested.”

“Yes, President.”

“And we can’t just end it by receiving help like this. If we have the pride of the German Hunters Association, that is.”

“Of course, President.”

He called Layla.

She arrived and greeted Rolf and Harald briefly.

“What’s the matter?”

“That hunter you like seems to be a good guy.”

“Yes?? The one I like? I don’t have any hunters in Germany that I. . .”

“I’m talking about Min Siwoo from Korea.”

“Ah.”

Layla’s face turned as red as an apple in an instant.

“I-I’m not. . . .”

“That’s enough. It’s better not to say anything.”

Rolf’s nagging, which wasn’t really nagging, made Layla bow her head with a red face.

“I was worried about who to send if you said no. I think I can stop worrying about that now that I see you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Min Siwoo rejected all the offers we made on our side.”

Layla looked at Harald with wide eyes.

Harald nodded in the affirmative.

“Even the bonus?”

“That’s why I called you.”

“Why me. . .?”

Rolf handed her an envelope.

“Go to the secret vault under Bellevue Palace. I’ll give you something.”

“This isใ…ก?”

“Yes. The national treasury.”

Layla opened the envelope to check the identity of the item.

Her expression was filled with question marks, as if she had swallowed a giant question mark.

๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ท

แด€๐š ๐™š๐”Ÿsแนซฬ‡๐จแน™ฬ‡๐š’ฤ—ฬ‡๐ฌ.๐™˜๐• ๐˜ฎ

“Hi. . . Hiik!!”

Ji Yu-ri tightly clung to one of Siwoo’s forearms.

Her skin was pressed against his hard, rugged muscles, but Ji Yu-ri didn’t have the time to care about such things.

An abandoned mental hospital long ago.

From the moment she stepped inside, Ji Yu-ri felt like she was going to burst into tears.

The darkness that seemed to gnaw at her senses, the meaningless graffiti scrawled all over the walls, the crimson stains that seemed to be blood.

It was a sight that was like a scene straight out of a horror movie.

“B-Boss. . . Oh, no one’s here, let’s get out of here, let’s go.”

“There doesn’t seem to be anyone.”

Siwoo was a little hindered by Ji Yu-ri clinging to him, but he didn’t push her away.

If he pushed her away, she would surely start crying and making a fuss.

ใ€๐•‹๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•ž๐• ๐•ค๐•ก๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•š๐•ค ๐•ค๐•  ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐••! ๐•€๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐•๐•ค ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•€’๐•ž ๐•™๐• ๐•ž๐•–!ใ€‘

Pre was humming a tune since earlier, as if he was excited.

“There’s nothing in this room.”

Siwoo opened each room and checked every nook and cranny.

Of course, he wasn’t scared at all, and on the contrary, he was bored because nothing came out.

โ”Thud thud thud!

“Kyaaaaใ…ก Ack!!”

All that came out from time to time were things like baby mice.

Of course, to Ji Yu-ri, it felt like a giant monster had popped out.

“It’s good to be scared, but how about screaming in moderation? Is your skill perhaps Scream?”

“S. . . Sorry. But it’s so scary! You brought me here, boss!!!”

“. . .Yes.”

He couldn’t nag her anymore when he saw her protesting as if she was about to cry.

‘๐™„๐™ฉ’๐™จ ๐™—๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™‘๐™ค๐™ก๐™  ๐™ค๐™ง ๐˜พ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™—๐™š๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™จ๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™š๐™™.’

Siwoo thought that it was a much more fortunate situation than having a grown man clinging to him and whining.

“Do you want to get out of here quickly?”

“Yes!!”

“Then we have to find the ghost quickly.”

“Yes. . . What???”

“What are you doing?Use your skill.”

Siwoo gestured towards the void.

Meaning to use her abilities to her heart’s content.

Ji Yu-ri only realized now why Siwoo had brought her.

“I-I’m supposed to find the ghost with my skill??”

“That’s right.”

“D-Do I have to find it???”

“Shouldn’t we at least figure out if it’s a monster or a ghost?”

“Do I have to fight it if I find it. . .?”

“That depends on what the ghost does.”

“Hing. . .”

She was very reluctant, but she activated her skill with the intention of getting out of this hellish place as soon as possible.

[๐Œ๐š๐ฉ ๐’๐ž๐š๐ซ๐œ๐ก: . . .]

“What, what should I search for? Should I search for a ghost?”

“. . .Well. Have you ever tried it?”

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