I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 85

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Chapter 85. Guild Master Ki So-young and Dangun Ji-hyuk
The comments section blazed magnificently. I lay in my hospital bed, satisfied as I scrolled through the inferno of outrage.
-That lunatic. Sacrificing forty people like cattle? What is he, subhuman? Are people animals?
-This is why people never change. Lee Ji-yong was a notorious tyrant before his awakening. He once turned someone into a vegetable just because they didn’t greet him properly.
-Ma-in is still alive?! Dangun Cheonje! Please swing your blade once more!
-We need to investigate the Changsung Guild and Changsung Group thoroughly. They’re definitely a Ma-in nest! Maybe even Chairman Lee Seo-yong is a Ma-in?
-This makes sense. Even his own grandson being involved with Ma-in, yet he shields him with ridiculous excuses. Something’s been off from the start.
-Lee Seo-yong is Ma-in? 100% confirmed facts
“It’s over.”
Beyond recovery. That massive corporate dinosaur crumbles—not by another’s hand, but by its own.
Changsung Group employees cursed the owning family from within, waiting only for their chance to resign. The Changsung Guild had become a genuine Ma-in collective, effectively dismantled. The direct bloodline of the owning family couldn’t step outside their homes, all facing travel bans and Association investigations.
And through it all, not a single soul came to Changsung’s or Chairman Lee Seo-yong’s aid.
‘I thought at least one person would help him.’
As expected of those with functioning brains, they’d severed ties cleanly to protect themselves. They’d probably silence anyone who might talk as well.
They wouldn’t kill him. Instead, they’d bury him in some remote mountain village under twenty-four-hour surveillance, unable to leave his house.
“That’s what you get for not thinking and being too proud.”
As I clicked my tongue and shook my head, settling back into the bed, commotion erupted outside.
“What’s going on?”
Hearing the guards’ voices, I assumed it was reporters and ignored them, waiting.
Crash!
The hospital room door burst open as an elderly man rushed inside. His clothes were torn in places, his hair disheveled, and the face that once carried dignity and authority now looked haggard. The broad shoulders that seemed impossible for his age had narrowed considerably.
“Huh? You came here? You? Now that’s surprising.”
I’d considered visiting him for some mockery, but decided to wait until things quieted down before dealing with him all at once. I never expected him to come directly like this.
Chairman Lee Seo-yong of Changsung Group, kneeling before me like this, begging.
“Ha… haha. So, it’s been a while since we last met in the Association Lobby? You’ve… you’ve been well, haven’t you?”
“You’re asking me that? Me, who nearly died because of your grandson and the Ma-in?”
At my words, Lee Seo-yong realized his mistake and scrambled to recover, speaking incoherently.
I listened quietly to him for a moment, then raised my hand to cut him off.
“What’s there to say? Honestly, isn’t it strange that you and I are even having a conversation like this? Let’s keep it simple. Simple. I’m tired.”
“That… yes! The thing is. Could you just say once that our Changsung and I have nothing to do with Ma-in?! I’ll give you anything you want! Money?! Honor? The truth? Anything! Just name it! I can give you whatever you desire! That… yes, do you want to know if your parents really died? I can tell you. I can tell you everything about that incident!”
I sighed, watching him become pathetic and weak. Gun-dan, who had appeared behind Lee Seo-yong, bowed slightly toward me, awaiting my command.
I sent him a look to wait, then leaned forward slightly, drawing closer to Lee Seo-yong.
No longer fearsome or frightening—just a powerless old man. A man who knew some things, but that was all he had.
“I don’t need it. I’ll find out on my own. So go bury yourself in that mountain village and spend the rest of your life regretting, dying pathetically and miserably. That’s my revenge on you.”
Honestly, I was curious about the information. Desperately curious. The truth about my parents’ case was more important than revenge.
Why those kind and brave two had to bear false accusations and be banished to the Abyss or somewhere. Or whether they were truly banished to the Abyss. Whether they were really dead—all of it.
‘Besides, Lee Seo-yong doesn’t know much anyway.’
It’s not that Lee Seo-yong wasn’t directly involved. He too had politically and socially isolated and ruined our parents.
But he wasn’t deeply connected to the incident. Who did Lee Ji-yong learn his careful approach to weaknesses and pursuit of perfection from?
‘Probably, he got what he could from dipping his toe in, then withdrew quickly.’
Still, I knew plenty of information, but I had no intention of trading it away.
‘I can simply torture it out of him before I kill him.’
For now, it was enough to watch him languish day after day in this despair and hell, unable to die. A man with such pride would never dream of taking his own life.
If he were dragged out like this, he’d spend the entire remaining day cursing me.
I threw Lee Seo-yong one final sneer and gave Gun-dan a subtle nod, and he was unceremoniously dragged away.
Not long after the brief commotion ended, a second visitor roughly pushed open the hospital room door.
“Why are so many people looking for me today?”
I narrowed my eyes slightly as I looked at Ki So-young. Using the evidence I’d provided, she’d been attacking Changsung like a fish in water, reaping tremendous fame and profit. What brought her to my hospital room?
The question was answered quickly. She pulled several worn ancient tomes from her bosom and handed them to me.
“These are the skill books you asked for last time. I squeezed them out from the directors and guild members after attacking Changsung and gaining considerable influence. I picked out the best ones. I’ll bill you separately.”
“Perfect timing. I needed these.”
I immediately began learning from the skill books, confident that Ki So-young had naturally selected only the finest ones.
〚Skill: Miracle of Sacred Starlight [Epic-SS-] acquired!〛
〚Title: Serpent’s Blessing rank increased to SSS+!〛
〚Skill: Purification of the Purest Water [Unique-SSS-] acquired!〛
〚Title: Serpent’s Blessing rank increased to EX+!〛
〚Skill: Fanatic’s Chaos Armor [Heroic-A+] acquired!〛
〚Title: Serpent’s Blessing rank increased to SS!〛
The first skill was purely a recovery skill. The second was a purification skill. And the third was somewhat unique.
“An armor creation skill?”
“Well, nobody uses that one, so I gave it to you… but it should be useful for you.”
Reading the detailed abilities confirmed it. It was simply too difficult for healers to use. Even sacred-type hunters like Gun-dan would find it troublesome.
This was a skill only I could use. The only one on this Earth.
“You need to possess both demonic energy and holy power simultaneously to use it. How did she even know I have demonic energy?”
“Ha! How many times have I treated you? Did you really not know? I’m Ki So-young. The woman who was a candidate to become a Saint.”
Among hunters, the perception of demonic energy is ambiguous. The ambiguity naturally stems from demons. The energy they use is demonic energy itself.
But can those who aren’t demons not possess demonic energy? That’s not necessarily true either. There are various methods—some gain it by consuming elixirs, others by learning demonic techniques, and some acquire it through unique abilities. There are more ways to obtain demonic energy than one might think.
Above all, demonic energy is a rare-grade stat! Its destructive power is overwhelming, and while its efficiency isn’t great, it shows excellent results in many ways, making it surprisingly popular. It also pairs well with demonic energy items.
‘If I’m lucky, I might even get a Quest connected to demonic energy items and gain related power.’
Of course, the catch is that over 90% of such Quests are related to demons or demon-kind.
In any case, the perception is simply poor because of demons being the root of all evil. As a result, anyone with demonic energy stats must register themselves with the Association. Otherwise, they could be mistaken for a demon.
‘But I didn’t.’
Strictly speaking, I don’t have demonic energy. I possess something far superior—a primordial-grade force. Pride itself.
I raised my hand and revealed the aura of Pride. Ki So-young gazed at my aura with interest, then tilted her head in confusion.
“That’s not demonic energy… it’s something far greater than that.”
Pride transformed directly into armor, covering my right arm. Ash-gray plating. When I fashioned Man-byeon into a gauntlet and equipped it, it was truly perfect armament.
Simply by equipping it, I gained continuous passive recovery, increased defense, and enhanced stats.
“I’m satisfied.”
A smile came naturally. Seeing my satisfaction, she nodded in relief.
“I’ve rejected all visitors as you said. Choro-ng keeps pestering me about it—it’s driving me crazy—but I’m managing to keep them out. However… I’m sorry, but you need to come somewhere with me.”
So that was the real reason for the call. I nodded while watching Ki So-young gauge my reaction, deliberately keeping my expression neutral.
I could guess who had summoned me. There was no way I couldn’t.
“When the illustrious Rank 1 calls, one must answer.”
Dangun Cheonje—he wanted to meet me.
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I quietly slipped out of the guild in Ki So-young’s car and arrived at a restaurant in the Seoul Outskirts.
“The food here is genuinely delicious.”
Watching her with that peculiar excitement, I swallowed hard. Anticipation mixed with tension coiled in my chest.
Dangun Ji-hyuk… Before my regression, he had been a man of legendary stature, dwelling in the realm of the divine. Meeting him now felt as though my heart might burst from my chest.
A figure who reigned with overwhelming power, hailed as the hope and hero of South Korea second only to my parents.
A man who had woven a new mythology into the Hunter world through his devastating talent and ability.
‘And a Mythic-rank Hunter.’
Mythic Stat: Heaven’s Gate. The possessor of that enigmatic yet magnificent stat—a name that meant opening the heavens.
This was only the second time I had encountered another Mythic-rank stat holder besides myself. The first was Gun-dan.
That man possessed the potential to become the greatest tank and called me comrade, following my lead. He was the first Mythic-rank stat holder I had ever witnessed.
‘Seo Mi-na will eventually obtain a Mythic-rank stat, but not yet.’
The tree dormant within her body had not yet grown. I had caused the seed to sprout, but it had progressed no further.
‘Come to think of it, I haven’t seen her lately.’
The daily messages had stopped coming, which meant she had likely descended into the Abyss with the Seohwa Guild. She would probably follow the royal treatment route, as befitted a princess.
I exhaled slowly.
Setting aside my nervousness, I opened the door to the private room. Inside, the man I had only ever seen on news broadcasts and YouTube turned to greet me.

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