The S-Classes That I Raised

Han Yoo-jin disappeared.

At 9 a.m., the Chairman of the Yeon-yeon Guild, who had gone to meet my brother in fear of visiting time, was furious at the empty reception room. The Hunter in charge of the prison, who was strangled by Han Yoohyun, excused that Han Yoojin's transfer order had been issued.

The whereabouts of the vehicle, which had burned Han Eugene one by one and left the prison, were described.

The Hunter Association was turned upside down and a temporary checkpoint was set up everywhere. Each portal site was quickly published with relevant articles. Interviews with the grim feelings of the head of the Yeon-yeon guild appeared on the news.

- Where is Han Yoo-jin Hunter, the only Horseman of the World?

- There's a good chance he's already out of Korea.

- Tragedy caused by the Hunter Association's poor management system

- Economic and social value of massage skills

The whole country began to tremble before the afternoon came. TV filled the screen several times with the broadcast that Han Eugene appeared in the past and live footage a few days ago. Although there were many words that worried about missing people, the main opinion was more focused on the value of Han Eugene.

The economic gain and stability of dungeon management as he grows horses. How eager overseas hunters are to entrust the baby monster to Han Eugene. Expectations for foreign currency bees, etc.

Han Eugene's disappearance caused great harm to the country, and all kinds of media chatted without rest.

And late afternoon.

"I should have protected you. I promised to protect you..."

Park Ye-rim, who had just heard the news later from the dungeon, cried out in front of the camera. In the middle of the story with Han Yoo-jin, if you see the kidnapper, please give him back safely.

Famous thugs were also worried about their friend with a face full of shadows. Like the rolling snowball, the interest in the disappearance has only grown.

"Hongkong without a doubt!"

Park Ye-rim shouted with a clean face like when she cried.

"I want to go too! Go save him, do sightseeing! There was Di ○ Niland in Hong Kong, right?"

"Last year, a grade A dungeon brake was closed in the aftermath."

Park Ye-rim mourned the words of the stone statue. I wanted to go to the amusement park with you. Han Yoohyun, who was watching her, looked up at the contract lined up on the table.

"We don't know when or what will happen. Do not take it lightly."

"So I think I should go even more. I can sneak on a plane like Noah because I have that teleportation and flying skill. We can get you out quickly."

"You don't have any Hidden Skills. If you get caught, your brother could be in danger."

Park Ye-rim lacked the experience to hide himself well without hidden skills. Park Ye-rim sighed heavily, pouting on his lips.

"Do you eat well? We need to get her out of the association or something. It's really just three days, right?"

"We are already close to tracking down the stakeholders, joining the Song team."

The stone dialect said:

"But we need to be careful to get rid of them completely, so it will take two or three more days."

"... You can just use my skills."

A white corpse. It would be easier and faster to capture those involved in Han Eugene's abduction if you used the skill of extracting memories from the corpse. However, Han Yoo-jin wanted to avoid using the skill that could only be used if someone was killed. The bride told Yerim not to use the skill unless absolutely necessary.

"Oh, Seung Sung, what is Seung Guild Master doing?"

But he seems capable. Park Ye-rim said he would call Kang So-young if he helped her.

"Hey……."

Dohamin, who was sitting in front of the communication equipment, opened his mouth, looking closely.

"I just got a call from Noah."

His gaze was drawn to him. The elite hunters, who were still unfamiliar with their position in front of the S-rank hunters, awed as Doha Min lifted up his round glasses.

"It's... the guild leader in Seung Sung is in Hong Kong."

"… Yes?"

Han Yoohyun let out a sound of embarrassment. Park Ye-rim also opened her eyes wide.

"Is that the same hotel as Han Yoo-jin?"

"Oh, what the hell. That guy's feet are fast! I'm coming, too!"

Park Ye-rim shouted and Han Yoo-hyun didn't stop her this time.

* * *

Morning sunlight pours in over the glass that fills the wall. A calm room service was set on the table. A simple breakfast of bacon, sausage and grilled mushrooms on scrambled eggs. A glass of strong mango juice is also full.

You look at the man sitting across from you with a fork in his plump sausage. Even though he was a real guest, he was loosely dressed.

‘I should have made a copy of the Appearance Release. ’

I'm not some fortune-teller, and I never thought he'd come out of here. I even opened the door normally with the hotel key without any fuss. That is, I received my room card key from a slaver. It's not unlikely they robbed us, but it's too peaceful.

"Is it because you were able to learn information about those who were after me?"

The Holy Father smiled casually when he asked if he was with them and tricked me or not.

"No way. I'm an invited guest. I've been advised to take a look around since a precious item came in."

"You invited the guild leader of Seung Sung instead of someone else? I didn't get an invitation for the anniversary."

"I wasn't invited to the Seung Guild Master."

Soft eggs.

"I'm here as a proxy."

"Your own proxy?"

The Holy Father did not answer. I looked at the soundproofing items on one side of the table and opened my mouth again.

"You've brought two Class S Hunters from overseas."

Noah Luhir and Evelyn Miller. With the two of them in hand, the influence overseas will also be greater than Korea's generation. Maybe it's the Holy Father himself.

I didn't care about overseas work, so I didn't really think about it.

"I've already shown you a lot, but you can flip a hand or two."

"You're here in person."

"Oh, yeah. You're not a surrogate. I wonder what you were doing before you woke up."

There was little known about him. It is said to have a Korean nationality, but previous acts of awakening were unclear and due to their pale appearance, foreigners, or mixed suspicions were found. He's a felon, but he's a Class S Awakener, and he buried his past in the country. Seeing that the Seung Guild was quickly occupied, the assumption that it was a significant asset before the Awakening was made.

That's it. The trail after the Awakening is even more spectacular.

The world's strongest in the ranking war. Owner of the Korea Tower Guild. Humans who have hidden power abroad and have teamed up with both religious addicts and heretics.

It was a perfect spectacle for saving the world in fiction. It's not a personality yet. She's a little old. There are exceptions, but it's mostly young people with a lot of blood.

‘Realistically, an adult who is more experienced and talented in society than children is more likely to save the world. ’

What would have happened if I hadn't come back? The great man may have secured the dungeon and obtained a hundred years' grace period. Even if I don't, the things that the Holy Spirit has accumulated for 5 years will become a bubble in a single moment.

My conscience is a little prickly.

"What if I did a lot of damage to Sung-hyun?"

"Declare War, is that it?"

She smiles with an unfair look in her eyes. Seeing that, the guilt that I was about to raise my head was cleared. It'll be fun if I say, "I screwed up your job because I'm back."

"I'm going to enjoy the next three days of vacation and return."

I put the fork down on an empty plate and asked what would happen to you? I hope you don't grab my ankle.

"I'm going to use one of the three."

Why are you bringing that up now?

"What do you want me to do?"

"Honeypot."

Honey, why again?

"Han Yoo-jin is a really good bait."

"I know. So what are you fishing for?"

"Cleaning is more than fishing."

"You look like you've never cleaned a desk in your life."

"Cleaning is one way to get rid of the whole thing instead of cleaning it. It's like getting clean."

This is not the way to clean up the world. Anyway, the Violent Cleaner wanted me to play nice and collect the cleaning supplies.

"But what if they really do get sold out?"

"I'll take responsibility and win the tender."

"And put that money in debt again?"

"I was gonna take care of the guard, but what if I wanted to pay you back?"

"Security, of course."

I cleaned up the situation while drinking the remaining mango juice.

Sunghyun didn't seem to like the trafficking behavior of Awakening. Human trafficking was a crime, not for the same moral reasons, of course. He just wanted to fall down because it bothered his eyes.

"Most of all, just buying and selling isn't fun."

"Are living standards fun? Well, let's pursue another sincere goal."

"I have everything else."

Damn right you're good. Oh, I'm annoyed.

I had a different reason, anyway, but I was okay with taking out those human trafficking bastards. It reminds me of the slavery contract that Myungwoo wrote. Where the fuck are they doing right now?

It's bad quality to hang on to unreasonable contracts, but it's nothing compared to those who kidnap and sell people. Even if it's the result of an ambush, I'm the victim, so there's no need to look.

"There's one way to spill it a little hotter, if you'll listen."

Eat the pheasant, eat the egg, pluck the nest and set it on fire. It was the perfect location for Hong Kong.

The Seonghyun who heard my explanation laughed pleasantly.

"I don't know how to express my heart to Han Yoo-jin."

"I don't care about expressions. I've already heard that I want to fall in love twice. I'm getting bored, so let's change the repertoire. Don't just hit me with your mouth."

"The rose burns and the clock is ticking. What's left?"

"Oh, come on, just give me some money. Buy souvenirs."

I was dragged away without a penny. Sunghyun pulled out a card from his wallet as he smiled. What can I get for the kids?

* * *

I lay there the whole time and then made it into room service until evening before I left my room and headed to the lounge. Hotel staff were very friendly. There was no room for me to reach from the elevator button to the lounge door to the chair on the table.

Gregson approached me, eating tea and macarons, looking at the faded night vision compared to the past. He still had a good face and said he looked more comfortable than yesterday. He smiled back at me.

"I feel relieved to be treated well. I'm not worried about the future."

"Don't worry, I'll be treated better wherever I go."

A group of people entered the lounge as they were sharing a Hahahaha conversation with the man who was trying to sell me. An old man who was surrounded like he was protected in the crowd looked closely at me. After a while, the one who left Hunter as a bodyguard also looked up to me.

You must be the customers. I felt dirty, but for a while I had to be an exemplary product, so I welcomed them with a smile. Oh, I hope you start cleaning up soon.

As the slaver leaves, his grandchildren can't get near him, so he walks to the surface. It wasn't real, but I felt like I had to feel bad about it so I came back up to the room.

"Phew, I miss my kids. Piss or Peep?"

- Peep.

... Huh? Did I hear a hallucination?

- Peep.

Once again, you hear the sound of a baby bird ripe through your ears. The white fluffy blob often crosses over the soft carpet and stops at my toes. The black eyes look up at me and gladly open their beaks.

- Beep, beep!

... What's he doing here?!