I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 245

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Episode 245
Ep. 245
Suyeon, the Spirits, and all the Knights witnessed Ihyeon’s attack—so different from his usual style—and gasped in awe.
‘W-what is that?!’
Even Ihyeon himself, who had fired the projectile, couldn’t help but marvel at the spectacular display unfolding before his eyes.
Boom boom boom boom—!
It was a sight so cruel yet beautiful that one could scarcely imagine witnessing it within the Tower.
Like fireworks igniting across an entire mountainside, burning everything in their wake.
Each time a mana shell struck the Slime and ricocheted, small tempests swept across the landscape.
The power was certainly limited.
The ricochet rounds didn’t move with their usual nimbleness, and the explosive shells didn’t detonate with their former magnitude.
The multi-target skill barely missed Ihyeon’s aim point.
But what did that matter?
Three skills—fast enough, powerful enough, and accurate enough—combining their assault was.
Whoooosh—!
“My goodness….”
Quite literally incinerating the Slime’s mountain entirely.
The people, Spirits, and Undead were left speechless, capable only of exclamations.
Ihyeon too swallowed hard, his thoughts racing.
‘It seems I’ve stumbled upon an unexpectedly golden combination.’
It was fortunate the system had limited the performance.
Otherwise, the Knights and Spirits might have accused me of being a fraud and staged a rebellion.
…Well, they’re my subordinates, so that’s one thing, but Suyeon would certainly have aimed her bow at me.
In any case, the assault on the 87th Floor, which had begun with considerable tension, ended in an instant.
「Lava Slimes annihilated.
You have cleared the 87th Floor.
Rank: S+」
More decisively than ever before.
Simultaneously, a notification appeared that Ilgyeok had set a new record, and the timer for Korea’s Main Tower had been extended another 100 days.
「87th Floor Reward.
You have obtained 15 B-rank Magic Stones.
Check your inventory.」
「S+ Rank Clear Bonus.
1 A-rank Magic Stone will be additionally awarded.」
The rewards were 15 B-rank Magic Stones and 1 A-rank Magic Stone.
An A-rank Magic Stone had also appeared as an S+ bonus on the 86th Floor, so by this point, one could say this had settled into a stable pattern.
And only after confirming those notification windows did she.
“W-what was that just now, wap?”
“…What’s ‘wap’?”
“Oh, sorry. I was speaking too fast about my brother.”
“What was that just now, Master?!”
“What’s with the ‘Master’ all of a sudden?”
“Oh, sorry. I just said Master too quickly.”
“That was truly an excellent strike, Master.”
“I-incredible, Master!”
“Right, so ‘Master’ must be a quick way of saying ‘my lord.'”
“Oh, as expected, you’re quite perceptive.”
‘…Are they messing with me?’
Everyone had been in such a rush that only Jia was calling Ihyeon by his proper name.
The last one seemed to have a bit of greed mixed in, but regardless.
“I mixed high-explosive rounds into the armor-piercing shells. They’re skills I’ve seen before, right?”
“Ah, so that’s why you asked me if there were restrictions on using duplicate skills?”
“Yeah.”
Once Ihyeon explained, the Spirits and Suyeon more or less accepted it…
“This isn’t something you can just brush past!”
“How does such an absurd skill even exist?!”
“It does seem reasonable that the system would limit its power out of jealousy.”
They couldn’t do anything about it, though.
It wasn’t as if they could erase Ihyeon’s skill.
“If the team leader is strong, that’s good for you all. The floor’s cleared anyway, so let’s head out.”
“Right. With that skill, you could repeat this ten times a day. Right?”
“…Let’s actually think about that one.”
With the discovery of the golden combination, the conquest of the 87th Floor ended somewhat anticlimactically.
Unlike Hanryeol, who had received a system-level penalty last time for low contribution,
“S+ grade privilege? This exists too!”
“What did you get?”
“Fifteen B-grade Magic Stones!”
In Suyeon’s case, while she didn’t receive an A-grade Magic Stone like Ihyeon, she was still judged to have contributed to the conquest and received an S+ privilege.
Though she knew Ihyeon had received a different reward, she watched the delighted Suyeon with satisfaction as they headed to the common floor.
Then, a message arrived for him.
「Hwi-yeong: Would you be able to come down to the common floor of the 86th Floor for a moment?」
“Huh?”
Ihyeon tilted his head at Hwi-yeong’s sudden contact.
“What’s wrong?”
“Hwi-yeong is asking if you can come down to the lower floor?”
“Is something the matter?”
Even from Suyeon’s perspective, this was certainly unusual.
Anyone who had met Hwi-yeong even once would know that given his personality, it was extremely difficult to even hear his voice unless it was absolutely necessary.
Could it be that he had suffered a critical injury while challenging the 87th Floor and barely managed to retreat to the common floor, waiting for help?
Had Ihyeon and Suyeon been desperately waiting to broadcast the clear notice?
In an instant, both of them vividly pictured Hwi-yeong’s form lying wounded on the cold stone floor.
“Let’s go, quickly!”
“Right!”
“Who got hurt?”
“Medical team, move out!”
“We have a medical team?”
With Ihyeon and Suyeon leading the charge, countless people rushed down to the lower floors.
Since they were all skilled enough to hold their own anywhere, their descent was instantaneous.
However, contrary to the earlier assumption that Hwi-yeong might be seriously injured, he appeared perfectly fine.
The elegant black martial robes he typically wore showed no signs of damage.
“?”
But there was one more thing that defied Ihyeon’s expectations.
‘A foreigner… why is he here?’
On the 86th Floor’s common area, surprisingly, there wasn’t just Hwi-yeong—there was also a large foreigner present.
However, the foreigner’s appearance was rather peculiar.
Judging by his looks alone, he wore something similar to Hwi-yeong’s martial robes.
A blazing crimson breastplate that seemed to burn with intensity.
Moreover, the helmet he wore was the kind you’d only see in ancient historical dramas.
It was such an exceptional outfit that one couldn’t help but wonder where in the Tower he’d obtained such things.
“Could he be a Spirit?”
The thought struck him so forcefully that he couldn’t help but consider it.
It was an S+ grade item that only Ihyeon and Minjeong were known to possess, but couldn’t Hwi-yeong have obtained one as well?
“No, that’s not it.”
“Ah, I see.”
At Elsie’s sharp reply, Ihyeon nodded awkwardly.
But the more he looked at the face, the more familiar it seemed.
He was certain he’d seen it somewhere before, yet it didn’t quite match perfectly—that kind of feeling.
Swish—
Then, the foreigner slowly turned his head to look at Ihyeon.
A flash of recognition struck through Ihyeon’s mind.
“Wait… could it be…?”
And it wasn’t just Ihyeon who felt it.
“No way… could it really be…?!”
Suyeon, standing beside him, gasped in surprise and covered her mouth, turning to look at Ihyeon.
The appearance was certainly different from what they remembered.
But the overwhelming power that naturally emanated from him, combined with his overall impression, was so strikingly similar that the nickname came to mind naturally.
“Yeongwoo?!”
Ihyeon and Suyeon spoke the foreigner’s nickname in unison.
The number one ranked hunter from the United States and the strongest human to have reached the highest floors in existence.
What in the world was the Hero, Chris Erubein, doing appearing on the 86th Floor of Korea’s Main Tower?!
‘Wait, hold on. If the Hero is here, that means he’s obtained Korean citizenship, right? So the Hero is Korean now?!’
By any standard of logic I know, this made absolutely no sense.
Or could Korea have prepared some kind of impersonator actor playing the Hero?
That hypothesis was even less plausible.
Setting aside why Korea would bother preparing a fake Hero, what were the odds they could push that impersonator all the way to the 86th Floor?
Whoooosh—
Moreover, the aura emanating from the Foreigner’s body was nothing short of overwhelming.
Even I couldn’t dismiss it lightly—it was powerful enough to naturally trigger my instincts for caution.
‘This… he really does seem to be the actual Hero.’
The real Hero had naturalized as a Korean citizen?
‘The Management Bureau… just how effectively are they spending their budget?’
I swallowed hard.
At this level, it wouldn’t be wasteful even if they allocated half the government budget for it.
If they’d naturalized a Hunter who reached the 95th Floor, that essentially meant Korea’s Main Tower timer could be extended without issue up to that point.
Just how ruthlessly must they have dug up and exploited the Hero’s hidden weaknesses to make him agree to naturalization?
“D-did we go to war with the United States or something?”
If so, the budget given to the Management Bureau wouldn’t even be enough—they’d need to give more to the Defense Ministry.
“Yikes, with the superpower?!”
“…Where exactly are you hearing this stuff?”
Regardless, Elsie’s flustered outburst deflated my momentum, and I collected my thoughts again calmly.
The Korean government wouldn’t do something like this unless they’d lost their minds.
Which meant the Hero standing before me now must be here of his own volition.
Only then did I understand the strange reaction Seongnyun had been showing for the past few days.
‘He said not to be surprised no matter who I meet in the Tower, and this is what he meant.’
I’d wondered why he was making such a fuss, but I never imagined it would be the Hero.
‘Even if it’s top secret, he should have given me a heads-up about something like this!’
This was the moment when the trust that had been budding between Seongnyun and me began to lose its luster.
I cautiously called out to Hwi-yeong.
“Um, Hunter Hwi-yeong?”
“Yes.”
“Is it possible… that the person standing next to you is the Hero I know of?”
“Mm.”
‘Is that a yes or a no?’
It was Hwi-yeong’s characteristically vague response, but it essentially counted as confirmation.
I was already convinced anyway, and if it were otherwise, he would have said so.
Besides, it was Hwi-yeong who had summoned me here in the first place.
If he was going to message me, something of this magnitude had to be the reason.
“So why exactly did the Hero come to Korea’s Tower?”
At my question, Hwi-yeong closed his mouth and thought for a moment.
Then.
“…?”
I asked the Hero in remarkably fluent pronunciation!
Ihyeon and Suyeon were startled to see him speak at least five times better than in Korean.
“H-Hwi-yeong Hunter, I heard you studied abroad….”
‘So he had studied abroad…?’
No matter how I looked at it, the story didn’t quite resonate with me.
‘More than that, why haven’t I asked why he came until now?’
In any case, Erubein received Hwi-yeong’s question.
“Hmm.”
He answered in a manner very much like Hwi-yeong….
“Mm.”
Hwi-yeong nodded his head after hearing that single word.
‘What on earth did he understand?’
Were they communicating telepathically?
Right next to me?
It was a sight I couldn’t possibly comprehend.
While I was bewildered, Hwi-yeong translated (?) Erubein’s words for me.
“Ilgyeok, he says he came to meet you.”
“Me… you say.”
The joking ends here.
Well, no one was actually joking in the first place, but anyway.
I looked at Erubein with an extremely serious expression.
Erubein, despite being a foreigner dressed in Joseon general’s attire, met my gaze with a genuinely firm face.
The meeting between the number one ranked in the United States and Ihyeon, who stood at the highest level in Korea, though not yet confirmed.
But it was more than just that significance.
It was an encounter between the highest human in the world and the one who was practically challenging him most powerfully.
The flow naturally drew itself in my mind.
‘Entering the country secretly to meet me… and temporarily naturalizing. That sequence makes sense.’
Of course, it was surprising.
Not only did the Hero come to Korea in person to meet Ilgyeok, but he even naturalized.
Of course, once he achieved his purpose, he would return to the United States.
Erubein had no reason to stay either, and the American government wouldn’t just let it slide.
No, thinking of Seongnyun’s bewildered contact, there was a strong possibility that both Korea and the United States had lost track of Erubein’s movements.
For me, it meant I had to navigate this situation with considerable gravity.
As we exchanged glances, Erubein spoke first.
“….”
In fluent English like a native speaker!
I almost reflexively said “I’m fine, thanks,” but I barely maintained my composure and remained silent for a moment.

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