I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 268

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Episode 268
Ep. 268
A few days later.
I returned home after repeatedly clearing the 89th floor without Suyeon for the first time in a while.
“Phew, the Master was playing around with the fox archer, and now he’s completely addicted to repeated dungeon runs…”
“The Master’s training is important, Elsie.”
Blue had left her behind so I could rest and also build rapport with my parents.
“Beep beep beep. Master, you have a visitor at home.”
“A visitor?”
Blue said this the moment she saw me.
It wasn’t common for visitors to come to my home.
‘Someone from the Management Bureau?’
Among those whose faces Blue didn’t recognize, it would be Seongnyun or Hwi-yeong at most.
The other rankers in the 80s floors wouldn’t even know my address.
But Blue’s next words left me even more bewildered.
“Jang Deokhuun has taken them to the warehouse.”
“I keep telling you, Deokhuun isn’t a butler…”
Though the place where he lives is indeed a warehouse, the title of butler makes it sound like I’ve forced him into some shabby place.
In reality, the room attached to Deokhuun’s warehouse was far more luxurious than my own home.
Regardless, it was strange that Deokhuun had taken the visitor there.
Even if someone came from the Management Bureau, they would normally use my annex rather than being taken out of the house like this.
“I’ll go check it out.”
“Beep beep beep. Understood.”
I let the spirits who had just finished the dungeon run and were exhausted rest inside the house.
“Beep beep beep. Minjeong, in the case of branches, it takes a long time for the seeds to germinate and requires careful management. I recommend first planting them in a seedbed and then covering them with newspaper to implement heat retention measures.”
“My, Blue, is there nothing you don’t know about farming?”
“What about peppers? How should we grow peppers?”
“As for peppers…”
‘Blue seems like she’s become some kind of agricultural encyclopedia…”
It appeared there were no issues with my parents’ adaptation to Blue.
My parents had excellent social skills, and Blue kept producing all sorts of knowledge, leaving no room for objection.
The One-Strike Knight Order was also helping my parents quite a bit with their work.
“Hey! Why are you digging the furrows 1 meter deep! We’ll drown in there, Erical!”
“I-I’m sorry. Our crops don’t require such depth to be safe…”
“???”
That said, they were only competent at tasks requiring strength.
When it came to cultivating Earth’s crops rather than the ones they brought themselves, they were complete novices.
‘What are they growing that requires 1-meter-deep furrows to be safe…?’
While I wasn’t paying attention, my home’s surroundings were gradually becoming dungeon-like, but since they had implemented proper safety measures, I decided to leave it alone for now.
Living alone with just one family in a remote house was frightening anyway, so perhaps this was better.
However, as I approached Deokhuun’s warehouse, the atmosphere grew increasingly strange.
Deokhuun and the visitor he’d mentioned were undoubtedly inside the warehouse, yet the surroundings were eerily silent.
As if the very air was forewarning me of the tension between those within.
‘The door is slightly ajar.’
I peered briefly through the gap of the incompletely closed door into the warehouse.
A man in a suit and Deokhuun.
But Deokhuun’s expression was grave.
His usual cheerful smile had vanished entirely, replaced by a sharp, piercing gaze directed at the man—a look so intense I wondered if he’d always possessed such severity.
“I’m certain my father warned you not to investigate my background.”
“We didn’t investigate you, young master. We simply conducted our own inquiry into Ilgyeok.”
“That’s—!”
Deokhuun’s face twisted further at the man’s sophistry.
I’d seen enough.
Creak—
I opened the door and stepped inside.
“Deokhuun, what’s going on?”
In truth, no matter how much those two conversed, without me present, they would only spin their wheels uselessly.
I didn’t want Deokhuun wasting his emotions on my account.
‘I have a rough idea what this is about anyway.’
As I entered, the man who had been facing off with Deokhuun bowed deeply.
“Greetings. I am Choi Jaehyeon, Secretary-General to Chairman Park Wungdo of the Tower Industry Federation.”
“Yes.”
I replied curtly.
This was clearly not a relationship warranting warm pleasantries.
Secretary-General Jaehyeon straightened and met my gaze.
‘…Quite impressive.’
My presence was not aggressively hostile.
Yet neither did it reveal the wariness of someone to be underestimated.
The confidence of one who knows precisely what power they possess and exactly how to wield it.
That was what radiated from me.
The secretary-general’s eyes gleamed.
‘The chairman’s interest wasn’t without reason.’
Of course, the other party was Ilgyeok.
A figure who had not merely shaken the world, but was actively rewriting history itself.
After learning that Deokhuun had some connection to him, Park Wungdo had initiated an investigation into his background.
It was conducted with such discretion and expertise that even Deokhuun hadn’t fully detected it.
Naturally, pressure and lobbying had been applied across all fronts—not only to Deokhuun, but to the Management Bureau, the Tower Association, and the guilds to which the Hunters who’d met me belonged.
This was Park Wungdo’s method.
Cast a web across the entire world, and the prey you desire will inevitably become ensnared within it.
This situation was no exception.
However, things only accelerated after it was confirmed that the Hero, Erubein, had visited and met with Ilgyeok.
And that brings us to the present moment.
Jaehyeon, one of Ungdo’s closest associates, had come to Ihyeon’s home.
“Brother! Please, don’t involve yourself. I’ll handle everything.”
*Creak—*
Deokhuun stepped between Jaehyeon and Ihyeon, thinking he’d already shown Ihyeon an unsightly display.
Ungdo was a man devoid of even the bare minimum of humanity.
The media portrayed him as a magnificent philanthropist and patriot sustaining South Korea, but even that was nothing more than a meticulously calculated image.
A man who would don an angel’s mask and play the devil if it meant profit—or rather, one who was already doing so.
By contrast, Ihyeon, despite possessing the world’s greatest strength, walked a path diametrically opposite to Ungdo’s.
Being in Ihyeon’s presence meant drowning in his humanity.
He was a man content with his station, one who strove to share what he had in abundance.
‘Perhaps that’s precisely why so many people naturally flock to his side.’
Deokhuun himself felt he had grown another step by walking alongside Ihyeon.
So this time, he had to be the one to resolve this.
He wanted to protect him from the hidden schemes of the man who had brought him into existence.
“The Chairman wished to meet with you, Hunter. He desires to discuss important matters with you.”
“I won’t allow that to happen.”
Jaehyeon’s polite request and Deokhuun’s growling vow.
That was when it happened.
“Very well.”
“Thank you.”
“Brother!”
Ihyeon accepted Jaehyeon’s request with an expressionless face.
Deokhuun spun around in shock.
“You still don’t know Chairman Park Wungdo well, Brother! Absolutely…!”
「Ilgyeok: Deokhuun, it’s fine.」
“….”
Before Deokhuun could even finish speaking, Ihyeon silenced him with a message instead of his voice.
Until meeting Deokhuun, Ihyeon himself hadn’t known much about Park Wungdo.
Only that he was quite wealthy, or perhaps that he did many good deeds despite his wealth.
But seeing Deokhuun’s subtle reactions, he reconsidered.
‘Still… I should probably clarify my position on this matter.’
Ihyeon smiled with ease.
Since Deokhuun had already moved his residence here, this was something that needed to be settled eventually anyway.
“Since the Secretary-General has already found this place, there’s little point in discretion, but you can guarantee confidentiality, correct?”
Jaehyeon smiled back in response.
For him, simply arranging this meeting with Ihyeon was enough to accomplish his purpose.
“Our Chairman’s vault is something even the President cannot open.”
Ihyeon’s smile deepened.
‘So that’s how it is?’
* * *
Jongno.
Home to the most prestigious guild houses in South Korea, as well as the headquarters of businesses that partner with guilds.
The most massive building among them was the headquarters of the Top Industry Association.
Some even nicknamed this structure the Iron Fortress of Jongno.
Though its exterior walls made extensive use of glass, the interior remained completely obscured—a deliberately ingenious design.
Beyond that, ordinary citizens had virtually no reason to enter, and strict security procedures were mandatory upon entry, so the nickname seemed only natural.
A plain Avant slipped smoothly into the parking lot, where all manner of luxury vehicles came and went.
The one who descended from that Avant was naturally Choi Ihyeon.
Though no one knew it, the public was far more familiar with the name One-Strike.
“So this is the Top Industry Association.”
I gazed up at the building with mild curiosity—something I’d only seen a handful of times in news footage.
I had come here today summoned by its master, the lord of the Iron Fortress.
Park Wungdo was a name I’d thought I might never come close to in my lifetime, so even for someone like me who had experienced all manner of things since becoming a Hunter, this felt extraordinarily strange.
Upon entering through the underground parking entrance, a lobby as magnificent as the first floor revealed itself.
Before me lay two separate passages—one for those swiping access cards and another for visitors under direct security supervision.
The security personnel themselves appeared to be Hunters of considerable caliber at a glance.
If I had to estimate, roughly in the 50s tier.
Though I’d long since surpassed such levels, truthfully, anyone in the 50s tier would be a free pass for most security firms—quite an impressive credential.
Yet even they paid me no particular attention.
This spoke volumes about how far my stealth stat exceeded ordinary standards.
Where I was headed was—
Beep—
Naturally, the access card passage.
‘Oh, it actually works.’
I watched the acrylic door slide open with a pleasant chime, finding it rather fascinating.
The white access card that Jaehyeon, Ungdo’s secretary director, had brought yesterday.
It granted not only lobby access but also authorization to ascend to the floor where the chairman’s office was located.
I’d thought it excessive, but judging by Deokhuun’s obvious disapproval mixed with his subtle hints, it seemed to be quite a precious item.
‘I’ll admit, I half-wondered if an alarm might sound the moment I presented the card. Seems the Top Industry Association chairman really does operate on a different level.’
If Jaehyeon had heard such absurd concerns, he would’ve been flabbergasted.
But then again, a truly excellent sniper crosses even sturdy bridges with meticulous verification—such was my daily practice!
…or so I believed.
In any case, entry had gone smoothly, but I couldn’t very well ask a nearby employee, ‘Excuse me, where’s the elevator to the chairman’s office?’
Jaehyeon had already provided me with detailed directions beforehand.
I navigated skillfully through the labyrinthine corridors and arrived at an elevator.
Ungdo himself apparently commutes using the most conspicuous elevator in the lobby’s center, making quite the show of it.
Meanwhile, I planned to use the most inconspicuous elevator in the entire building.
From the moment of my invitation, I could sense this entire route had been meticulously choreographed.
Though I had never met him face-to-face, this was precisely the moment that convinced me Ungdo was far from an ordinary man.
‘Then again, who am I to call anyone ordinary these days?’
I let out a hollow laugh at the sight of myself—standing here, judging the chairman who held the entire nation in his grasp as if he were someone to be underestimated.
Ding—
The elevator arrived swiftly.
Its interior was as lavish as the lobby itself.
The handrails, button bezels, and virtually every surface gleamed with gold—it was harder to find anything that wasn’t gilded.
As I pressed my card against the pad, the elevator began moving automatically.
Whoooosh—
Powered by mana, the elevator rose with a smooth, almost silent hum, ascending rapidly toward the upper floors.
‘If only the Tower had elevators like this.’
It was an occupational habit of Hunters who climbed the Tower.
Whenever there was something that required ascending, my mind inevitably drifted to the Tower.
Ding—
As I cleared away these idle thoughts, the elevator finally reached its destination.
The doors slid open, revealing something unexpected.
“….”
Normally, a path leading to the chairman’s office would have at least a secretary’s office.
But this expansive space seemed to occupy an entire floor.
“Welcome.”
It appeared to be Park Ungdo’s office itself.

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