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“I swear.”

As Han Jae-young started the engine of the car parked in the parking lot, he clicked his tongue.

‘This is really ridiculous.’

Still rubbing his sore bottom, which had been sore from being kicked out of the house due to the protective magic, Han Jae-young couldn’t help but click his tongue inwardly.

No, if you think about it, the most ridiculous thing was that, despite being treated like this by Jung Da-on, he wasn’t actually that angry.

In fact, his curiosity had only been further piqued.

It was understandable, though, considering how fascinating the magic that Jung Da-on had demonstrated was.

To cast a protective spell of this scale using ordinary jewels, not even dungeon byproducts...

Jung Da-on had shown it casually, but you’d have to be an expert in magical theory to even begin to understand such a feat... No, even if you were an expert, you’d never be able to pull off something like that without countless experiments being conducted first. If this were presented at an academic conference, the entire world would go crazy.

‘Her mana alone doesn’t seem all that impressive, though.’

Her latent potential aside, right now, Jung Da-on’s mana capacity was only about that of a decent low-level wizard.

And usually, someone with that amount of mana could at best cast a couple of 3rd-circle spells, but the magic circle she casually set up to cover the entire house just now had the complexity and intricate formulas of at least a 5th-circle spell.

Moreover, the amount of mana used to draw out the power of the jewel and sustain the magic circle for an extended period was also impressive.

At this point, the fact that a familiar was playing around by his feet could easily be overlooked.

It was hard to believe that a wizard who had just awakened less than a month ago could do this—he’d rather believe that a 9th-circle archmage was just playing around.@@novelbin@@

Han Jae-young tapped the steering wheel.

‘What’s her true identity? Is it reincarnation, possession, or rebirth?’

No matter how absurd the world had become with dungeons and systems, he had never heard of such ridiculous things like reincarnation, possession, or rebirth happening in reality.

But it was undeniable that Jung Da-on’s appearance seemed too ridiculous to not consider such possibilities.

Of course, after the appearance of the System, there had been people claiming they had reincarnated or were possessed, but...

‘Ah, maybe they’ve been doing that even before the System appeared.’

It was a trait of cultists to claim to be the reincarnation of gods.

Anyway, if Jung Da-on fell into one of those three categories, it wouldn’t be all that surprising.

“Hm, hmhm.”

Regardless, a fun new hobby had rolled into his life, which had been quite boring for a while. When he thought about it that way, even his slightly bruised ego became more like a spice that stimulated him. Han Jae-young hummed a tune as he drove.

‘Still, I’ll have to pay her back somehow. Once the basic training is over, I’ll assign her as a social service agent for our guild.’

Of course, Jung Da-on didn’t know this yet.

Unlike regular soldiers, hunters have significant individual differences, and depending on their class, the training methods are completely different. If the government deems it impossible to provide proper training, they sometimes serve as social service agents in guilds while receiving training.

After all, wizards are delicate beings, and high-quality wizards can’t be produced by forced group training, unlike soldiers.

Of course, technically, they would be dispatched under the local government, assigned to relief duties, but you can’t just work anywhere.

Once she’s assigned as a social service agent in the HP Guild, if the guild master gives an order, she’ll have no choice but to follow along on dungeon raids.

Then, after serving the required 39 months, her three-year contract will become just a formality.

Jung Da-on will end up following the HP Guild’s dungeon raids during her mandatory service and then continue working for the HP Guild after her three-year contract ends.

Of course, this method is not often used because it invites resistance, claiming it’s a special privilege for private guilds. But in the case of HP Guild, which conducts numerous dungeon raids and frequently cooperates with the government, this kind of social service recruitment was not all that rare.

It’s just that no one knows about it because it’s kept out of the public eye.

Although Han Jae-young was indeed curious about Jung Da-on, that didn’t mean he was naïve enough to offer her anything without any reason.

‘I wonder what her reaction will be when she finds out about this.’

He was curious to see if her calm demeanor would crack a little.

As he entertained this amusing thought, Han Jae-young arrived at the guild. Just as he was about to park, his phone rang.

Seeing the name on the screen, he immediately answered the call.

“Yeah, Yoo Han-ul Hunter.”

• Han Jae-young Hunter. Are you available to talk right now?

“Since I picked up, I’m obviously available. You must have just gotten out of the hospital, huh?”

Although Han Jae-young used honorifics in front of others to respect Yoo Han-ul’s position, in private conversations, there was no need to be so formal.

Without reacting to the sharp tone, Yoo Han-ul calmly started to speak.

• I found the source of the smoke used at the Gwanghwamun Central Management Office.

Han Jae-young couldn’t hide his confusion at these words.

“Oh, you’re faster than me. How did you manage that?”

It wasn’t that he was underestimating Yoo Han-ul. No matter how much of a national hero he was, Yoo Han-ul was an unassociated solo hunter, which meant he was relatively weak in information warfare. From Han Jae-young’s perspective, Yoo Han-ul was a figure with honor but not much substance.

• I received an anonymous tip.

“That sounds more suspicious, doesn’t it? An anonymous tip? How did you get it?”

• Would you believe it if I said it came through the mailbox at home?

A tip-off through a mailbox? In this day and age?

“Why don’t you just say it came through an SNS DM?”

Han Jae-young couldn’t help but laugh at this point.

“Was it written in blood?”

• It was something like that. I’ll confirm it with the National Forensic Service, but I’ll let you know once I find out.

Han Jae-young realized that the sarcastic remark he made had turned out to be true, and he was taken aback.

“…Wait a minute, really? You’re saying they sent an anonymous tip written in blood? How the hell...?”

• I’m checking it now, but it seems like they managed to sneak through blind spots. Or maybe it’s magic.

“Seriously, I told you to put security magic in your house already! If you had done that, we could have solved this earlier!”

• I don’t have the money for that. If you think it’s so necessary, would you do it for free?

Han Jae-young rubbed his forehead.

To outsiders, it would seem like Han Jae-young was simply teasing Yoo Han-ul, but the truth was quite different.

This was the reality of Yoo Han-ul, who was called Korea’s best detective and hunter.

‘What’s the point of endlessly raiding dungeons if you live like that?’

He spent almost all his earnings, except for the necessary purchases of items, on donations. He drove a compact car and lived in an old apartment with poor security.

He didn’t even care about expensive defense magic, saying he could protect himself.

Jung Da-on might faint if she heard that he burned 1.5 billion worth of jewels in his house.

With that kind of lifestyle, even if someone came to his house and sent an anonymous letter, there was no way to track it.

“It’s a pretty outrageous story... But let’s hear it first. What does the anonymous tip say?”

• They say the Chanbit Guild was involved.

“Ah…”

Han Jae-young unconsciously rubbed his head.

It was no surprise that this would come up.

“That’s the cult group that founded the Chanbit Guild!”

Was it a result of thinking about absurd stories like reincarnation, possession, or rebirth?

Yoo Han-ul spoke from the other side of the phone.

• It’s still just a tip, but it seems like it’s worth checking out.

“Yeah, you’re right. And it makes sense. Chanbit Church has a lot of followers, which means they have enough money. Smuggling new items developed in the U.S? Sure.”

If the cult leader’s words were anything to go by, they’d probably be fine with smuggling.

Han Jae-young pondered for a moment.

“A cult guild.”

Normally, when a wizard casts magic, the cost is their own mana. To be precise, they draw mana from the world, circulate it through their own mana circuits, and control it according to their will.

However, if there isn’t enough mana, they might offer something else as a price.

The price can vary. Usually, it’s a potion or substance that can replenish the missing mana, but...

“Certainly, they might use someone else’s soul as the cost for their magic.”

• There have already been two incidents where lives were used as the cost for magic, so it doesn’t sound that absurd.

That was indeed the case.

The recent dungeon break at the supermarket in Eunpyeong-gu, as well as the one at the Gwanghwamun Central Management Office, had resulted in body parts being found, indicating that lives had been used as the cost for powerful magic.

Actually, now that he thought about it, it was strange that he hadn’t considered this sooner.

“Could the cult really be targeting Jung Da-on...?”

Up until now, he had just assumed that foreign governments were targeting potential S-rank hunters, but now his expression turned serious.

“Could they have come up with some absurd theory like sacrificing a highly potential human, someone recognized by the System, to summon a god?”

• That might be possible. According to the law, everything must be purified with blood, so if there’s no shedding of blood, there’s no forgiveness.

Even Yoo Han-ul, who wasn’t a religious person, knew this passage from the Hebrew Bible because he had frequently clashed with cults in Korea, whose foundations lay in these kinds of beliefs.

It was no secret to Han Jae-young either, which made him click his tongue.

“But instead of a lamb, they’re using someone else’s life?”

• It doesn’t matter. In the logic of cultists, it sounds like nonsense to us, but there’s no point thinking about it.

“That’s true... But still, we need to check this out. Do you want to come with me?”

• That’s why I called. The Chanbit Guild has more than half of its members as wizards. We need the help of a wizard.

Han Jae-young scoffed.

“Funny. Why would those idiots be called wizards?”

Magic is the act of twisting the world’s natural order to create miracles, while religion believes that there is a natural order in the world. So it’s a bit ridiculous to have so many wizards among religious people.

But while Han Jae-young reacted strongly, Yoo Han-ul answered calmly.

• That’s your interpretation, Han Jae-young Hunter. In their view, magic is a miracle granted to those who follow the will of the gods.

“You’re not even a wizard. Don’t get involved in magic discussions. Anyway, when are we going to meet the Chanbit Guild? You’re planning to meet them, right?”

Even if he received a tip-off, there was still no evidence that the Chanbit Guild was responsible for the dungeon break. They had to check first.

• Yes, I’ve arranged the meeting. But I need to recover my condition first. How about two days from now?

“Sounds good. Ah, by the way.”

Han Jae-young suddenly remembered something.

“Jung Da-on Hunter signed a contract with our guild. Did you hear about that?”

• ...No?

Yoo Han-ul’s response was full of surprise and suspicion. It seemed he was shocked by hearing it for the first time and wondering why Han Jae-young was telling him this.

“Now you’ve heard. So... what do you think about it?”

• I don’t have any thoughts... What am I supposed to think?

“No, you were concerned enough to go with her just to get her Hunter registration done at the central office. Don’t you care about the guild contract?”

• ...If she was an ordinary person, I would have cared. But she’s just a minor who’s barely been involved in a dungeon break for less than two days.

“Yeah, yeah. It was a considerate gesture. But as a person, don’t you expect something in return for your consideration?”

• I don’t think offering help while expecting something in return is real consideration. I was genuinely considerate, and the guild contract is a separate issue. It’s not something I need to discuss with you. Da-on is free to make her own decisions.

“So you have no personal connection with her, right? So, are you going to take Jung Da-on to meet the Chanbit Guild?”

• Why are you asking it that way?

Han Jae-young heard a trace of irritation in Yoo Han-ul’s voice.

• You want me to bring her to a meeting with a cult that might be targeting her?

“Well, you said you needed a wizard’s advice. In this situation, who’s stronger than Jung Da-on?”

• What kind of nonsense...

“Listen, Yoo Han-ul Hunter.”

Han Jae-young said in a serious voice.

“There’s no wizard who can cast incantation magic right after awakening. You know that, right?”

• ...

“Jung Da-on is a potential S-rank hunter with Korean nationality. I agree with protecting her. But... shouldn’t we at least figure out who she really is?”

There was silence on the other end of the line.

But knowing Yoo Han-ul’s personality, if he disagreed, he would have immediately countered.

This silence proved that Yoo Han-ul was also having doubts.

That was Han Jae-young’s victory.

He smiled slightly and hung up the phone.

“Alright, let’s meet the three of us in two days.”