Even an S-Class Hunter Wants to Get Married - Chapter 0

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Prologue

Exactly 50 years ago.

It was revealed that the world we had been living in was actually part of a ‘Tower’.

Back then, everyone was crying out that it was a disaster, the end of the world, God’s judgment-.

All sorts of loud noises were poured out, but the chaos is now a thing of the past.

Each floor of the Tower is a different world.

We came to interact with them through the Tower.

Magic beasts, Special Abilities, Tower conquest, Magic Stones.

Now everything makes money.

In our world now, the Tower is an indispensable huge market and a window of communication.

And I, Kim Ju-seon, am also.

One of the people who make a living through the Tower.

【Among countless worlds, we find your miracle for you.】

Hunter specialized marriage agency, Meracle.

Marriage agency CEO, Kim Ju-seon.

The work is the same as any ordinary marriage agency, but our clients are special.

Clients from all floors are our target.

We literally connect relationships across dimensions.

And today.

I was in the middle of interviewing someone a bit special.

“Yes, your name is-.”

“Renea Barlosa Declen Fiora-.”

“May I shorten it to Ms. Renea?”

Her pointed ears twitched.

She looked displeased.

“Humans always shorten elves’ names.”

Even though they shorten their own names among themselves.

The words had risen to my throat, but I barely swallowed them.

Elves are very precious.

To be precise, this elf was extremely precious.

You can’t judge an elf’s age by their appearance.

But the pink-haired elf in front of me had an age and appearance that matched perfectly.

“Wow, an elf in their mid-twenties is really precious.”

“Mm, yes. Usually at this age, they stay in the forest. But I dislike feeling confined, so I came outside.”

“…I?”

As my eyes narrowed, Renea waved her hand dismissively.

“I lived with my grandmother, so it’s just a habit. Don’t mind it.”

“Ah, I see. Anyway, you’re very advantaged. Elves always have good looks, and you’re even young in age.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“S-rank appearance, S-rank age. Where are you currently residing?”

“I’m staying in a pavilion behind Daebong Mountain over there.”

“…”

These damn elves, this is why they’re a problem.

The moment they see trees, they roll out their mats and settle down.

“No housing, then. What about assets?”

“…I have a bow. Should I show you?”

“No need to show me. I can see the one on your back.”

It does look expensive, but who would want someone bringing just one bow as a dowry?

“How about your parents’ retirement? Well, elves do live quite long anyway—”

“Ah! Both of them have passed away.”

“I see—”

What?

The parents of an elf, who can easily live 2,000 years, have passed away?

“Um, was there some kind of accident?”

When I cautiously probed, Renea smiled brightly and waved her hand.

“Oh no, not at all. Both lived long lives and passed away very peacefully with smiles under the World Tree.”

“…”

A chill runs through me.

They had one child in their twenties and immediately departed from this world?

And that elf is out in the world?

To put this in terms we can understand, it’s like a baby who just had their umbilical cord cut is crawling around downtown.

“Whew, hey there.”

“Hm?”

“Tell me honestly.”

I close the file I was filling out with personal information and ask.

“How old are you.”

Sweat dripping profusely from her forehead.

That was the answer.

“I asked how old you are.”

“F-fifteen hundred and one years old.”

I’m quitting smoking.

“Fifteen hundred and one years old means you’re middle-aged even among elves! Are you kidding me!?”

When I jump up and shout, Renea immediately drops to her knees and grabs my pant leg.

“Wait! Please! Please don’t give up on me! No one will meet with me anymore!”

“Are you kidding me!? At fifteen hundred and one years old, you’re more ancient than the ancestor of the ancestor of the ancestor’s ancestor here! What upstanding young man’s life are you trying to ruin!?”

“I want to! I want to laugh and play around with young people too! I haven’t even had my innocent first love yet!”

“You could just meet other elves!”

Renea flinched at those words.

After thinking for a moment, she finally confessed.

“A-actually… I’m a former elf queen. I’m a bit older, and everyone finds me burdensome.”

No wonder her bow looked incredibly expensive.

“Elf queen? Why is a queen here? At fifteen hundred years old, you should still be active-”

Wait, don’t tell me.

“Did you lie about your age?”

“…J-just a little.”

Renea purses her lips.

“Haah, tell me honestly. How old are you really?”

“…Ni-nine hundred and one years old.”

This crazy woman shaved off 400 years.

“Get out! Absolutely not! Elf Queen? Where does some old hag get off trying to mingle with young kids!”

“Ah, damn it! I heard Meracle was the best in this field! I, I want to! I want to get all cozy with young people too, and try writing exchange diaries!”

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