I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 382

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Episode 382
Ep. 382
Those who heard Seongcheol’s words widened their eyes in astonishment.
In fact, Seongcheol had never been particularly fond of business trips until now.
He only showed his face where absolutely necessary, and even then, he usually sent a representative instead.
So it was hardly surprising that everyone was shocked by his sudden mention of an overseas trip.
Szzzt—
Had he picked up on something suspicious?
Jonggeon narrowed his eyes and asked Seongcheol.
“What business takes you overseas?”
He was terrifying.
Jonggeon’s appearance had completely changed from his childhood.
There had been a certain cuteness to him back then, but now he exuded such a menacing aura that he looked capable of casually dragging someone into a back alley and—slash—ending them without a second thought.
But Seongcheol had already made up his mind.
“Just… to clear my head a bit. Haven’t things been too hectic lately?”
Only then did the other Original Members, who had been chattering away like children, sense the ominous current flowing between the two and quietly closed their mouths.
The intensity in the eyes exchanged between Seongcheol and Jonggeon burned fiercely.
‘Could it be… I’ve been discovered?’
Seongcheol felt his mouth going dry.
But he was confident there had been no signs.
After all, today’s decision had been somewhat impulsive.
Thud—!
“Brother.”
Then Jonggeon placed his hand firmly on Seongcheol’s desk and spoke.
It wasn’t the kind of rough, calloused hand one might expect, but it still possessed a solid, threatening texture.
“Could it be…?”
Had he really been discovered?
Tap-tap-tap-tap——
Without realizing it, Seongcheol began bouncing one leg nervously.
To be exposed before even taking the first step, regardless of whether the plan would succeed or fail!
‘Am I about to become a bloodstain…?’
Seongcheol sensed his impending demise and slowly closed his eyes.
Though Seongcheol’s downfall would deal a serious blow to the Ilgeuk Foundation, Jonggeon and the Original Members had likely already embezzled astronomical sums.
Even if they disappeared, they would live luxuriously with wealth that even ordinary Villains or crews couldn’t dream of.
But then.
“You’ll naturally be using the corporate card for the trip, won’t you?”
“…What?”
Seongcheol opened his eyes again at the unexpected question and tilted his head in confusion.
A corporate card, out of nowhere?
Jonggeon and the Original Members’ menacing expressions from moments before vanished, replaced by bright faces as if they’d heard something delightful.
Jonggeon in particular was beaming with a broad smile, as if he understood everything on Seongcheol’s mind.
‘He shouldn’t understand everything about my thoughts.’
What on earth was he scheming?
“You must have been through quite a lot, hyung. Handling all the dirty work alone….”
That wasn’t the case at all.
Seongcheol had never taken the initiative on anything in the first place, and all the dirty work had been handled entirely by the Original Members.
“The needless jealousy and slander from people must have been an enormous source of stress.”
At least in Korea, there weren’t many people cursing Seongcheol.
Trolls occasionally stirred up trouble, but even that was quickly suppressed by others.
“So you’re planning to take a vacation, then?”
“Y-yes, something like that.”
“But knowing your personality, hyung, you’d definitely pay out of pocket. Guys! How could we let hyung go like that!”
“Absolutely not!”
“We can’t possibly let hyung use his personal card for something like this!”
The Original Members who heard Jonggeon’s words nodded firmly with resolute expressions.
Let’s send our hardworking hyung on a filial duty vacation!
…Seongcheol felt once again that things were spiraling out of control.
‘I was just using my personal card to avoid being tracked….’
If he used the corporate card, the foundation would be able to track his location completely, so naturally he had to use his personal card.
Of course, even that wouldn’t completely avoid tracking, but at least the situation would be somewhat better.
Besides, asking him to travel using the company card was clearly an attempt to implicate him in embezzlement as well, wasn’t it?
“…Forget it. I can’t carelessly spend company money. I’ll just use my own. It’s not like I don’t receive a salary anyway.”
Seongcheol waved his hand dismissively as he spoke.
Welling up—!
At those words, Jonggeon and the Original Members’ eyes grew red with tears.
“To think hyung cares so genuinely about the company…!”
How could there be another director as sincere as this!
Jonggeon pulled a card straight from his wallet and pressed it firmly into Seongcheol’s hand.
“Here, hyung, use this card whenever you need money during your vacation.”
“Ah, no, there’s no need to go this far….”
“Absolutely! If you don’t use this card at least three times a day for meals, I’ll come find you immediately!”
Jonggeon’s eyes gleamed sharply.
Only then did Seongcheol understand the reason.
‘This bastard is trying to keep tabs on me!’
He might as well have just attached a tracking device outright—wrapping it in goodwill like this made it impossible to refuse.
In the end, Seongcheol reluctantly accepted Jonggeon’s card.
“…Fine, I understand.”
Once it came to this, swift action was necessary.
He could only hope that during the few days he was away, the Ilgeuk Foundation would be cleaned up properly.
“Guys! Let’s escort hyung on his way!”
“Let’s do this!”
“Waaaaahhhhh!!!”
Jonggeon and the Original Members weren’t satisfied with just that—they escorted Seongcheol all the way to Incheon Airport, and even sent him off with tears streaming down their faces as he entered the departure hall.
“Whoa! What, what is this?!”
“Is someone being forcibly deported?!”
“Just how terrifying of a criminal could he be…!”
Some tourists who happened to misunderstand the appearance of the Original Members were startled, wondering what was happening, but they too recognized Seongcheol’s face.
“Ah, what? Must be from the Ilgeuk Foundation.”
“The Chairman must be going somewhere. I’m actually a real fan.”
“Right?”
‘I was trying to leave quietly!’
Seongcheol noticed countless cameras capturing him and the Original Members, and he wept internally.
Drip—!
…Actually, he was crying on the outside too.
“Brother, while you’re away, we’ll work to make the Foundation even more beautiful and sound!”
“Take it easy, take it easy.”
“Sob sob, you’re shedding tears of regret just over a few days of vacation—how could we possibly…!”
‘I reported all of you!’
Of course they had done wrong things, but Seongcheol, still feeling guilty, waved his hand reluctantly and headed toward the departure hall.
Seongcheol’s escape route was first Paris, France—paid for with Jonggeon’s card.
After that, he planned to pass through Peru in South America, then visit the Republic of South Africa, and finally enter Madagascar.
It was originally famous as a resort with beautiful natural scenery, but after the Tower appeared, it became a place with few Hunters and suffered considerably.
There were still dangerous areas infested with monsters here and there.
Seongcheol planned to go there and atone for his sins through volunteer work and living.
“Phew….”
After sitting in the airplane seat, Seongcheol let out a deep sigh.
His heart felt heavier than expected in many ways, but still, spending time in a place where no one recognized him….
“Oh, are you Han, the scar face?”
“…???”
Seongcheol saw a foreigner greeting him cheerfully out of nowhere and made an uncomfortable expression.
How did he know who I am?
“Wow! I’m your really big fan! Can I take photo?”
“Uh, um… Yes, nice to meet you.”
Click click—!
Not understanding what he was saying, but responding with broken English, the foreigner began taking photos with his phone!
Then people around them started glancing over, wondering what was happening, and eventually—
“Hey, isn’t that Chairman Han Seongcheol over there!”
“Wow, really? No way, same flight?”
“He’s taking photos and signing autographs with foreigners over there?”
“Kyaa! Your fan service really is amazing!”
…I ended up holding an impromptu fan meeting while drawing considerable attention.
‘Right, right, this is still Korea after all. I’m sure people won’t recognize me at the transit points.’
Unfortunately, by the time Seongcheol arrived in Madagascar, there were reports that he’d encountered people who recognized him several times at airports and on airplanes.
The days when the Ilgeuk Foundation was famous only in Korea were long gone.
With Ilgeuk Foundation branches established in major cities across America, Japan, Europe, and China, Seongcheol’s face had become widely recognized among people around the world.
The only consolation—though barely—was that people in Madagascar, his destination, still didn’t recognize him.
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It had been about two weeks since Seongcheol arrived in Madagascar.
He had discarded his phone and all other IT devices that could connect him to news from Korea, focusing entirely on life here.
What would be happening in Korea by now?
Before leaving Korea, Seongcheol had actually requested an audit from the financial regulatory agency under the Director’s name.
While not explicitly reporting a crime on the surface, it was crafted to carry that unmistakable implication.
Given the scale of the Ilgeuk Foundation, the regulatory agency couldn’t simply overlook it.
Investigators in suits would stream in and confiscate various documents from the foundation for review, and such experts would surely uncover misconduct that Seongcheol himself hadn’t found.
The Ilgeuk Foundation would be dissolved, society would fall into great chaos, and his acquaintances would be arrested one after another….
‘Still, Ilgeuk Commerce should be fine. President Jang did his work really well. It was still the right decision to protect Ilgeuk’s reputation as much as possible.’
In truth, the Ilgeuk Foundation itself had little direct connection to Ilgeuk.
But Ilgeuk Commerce was different.
Jang Deokhun, known as Ilgeuk’s retainer, served as its president, and Ilgeuk had actually directly provided personnel for events they conducted.
The Ilgeuk Guild was also under Ilgeuk Commerce, so there shouldn’t be major issues.
Once the situation calmed down somewhat and all related parties fell under legal surveillance, Seongcheol planned to return to Korea and turn himself in.
Even if he couldn’t apologize directly to Ilgeuk, he would make appropriate contact in return.
Just thinking about it weighed heavily on his heart, but in truth, Seongcheol was spending quite a fulfilling time in Madagascar.
“Han! Han! A monster came up from the beach again!”
“…Is that so? Let’s go check it out.”
A small village in quite a remote area of Madagascar.
Seongcheol, who had settled in this place where not a single Hunter lived, was protecting the residents’ safety by dealing with monsters that frequently emerged from the forest and sea.
The residents, unaware of Seongcheol’s true identity, treated him well and called him ‘Han’.
Fortunately, there was someone who had studied abroad in Korea, so he had learned the local language well enough that it wasn’t too inconvenient.
In fact, there weren’t many words needed for daily life.
Screeeech—!
At the beach, a bizarre monster resembling a lugworm was rampaging, just as the child who had called Seongcheol had said.
Normally, residents of villages without Hunters would choose to hide and hold their breath until the monster disappeared, it was said.
Safety was naturally a concern, and for residents who made their living through simple fishing and gathering during that time, it was quite serious damage.
But things changed after Seongcheol arrived.
Slash—!
“Wow! Han is the best!”
“Thank you, Han!”
Seongcheol, wielding a single dark-colored sword, cut down the rampaging monster without a word.
‘Whether fortunate or unfortunate, strong monsters don’t emerge very often, so that’s a relief.’
First, I severed the legs to gradually restrict its movement, then proceeded to cut through its sturdy carapace.
In less than ten minutes, the elongated monster collapsed onto the sandy beach, bleeding green blood.
“Be careful. There might be more monsters around.”
“Understood!”
“I dove down and checked earlier—that was the last one!”
“It’s dangerous, so don’t do that next time.”
“Hehe, Han’s here anyway, so what’s the worry.”
The villagers treated Seongcheol like some great hero as he effortlessly carved up the dangerous monster they couldn’t even attempt to face.
At first, they’d been wary of the sudden arrival of this outsider, but they’d quickly cleaned out an empty house in the village for him and brought him more food at each meal than he could possibly finish.
Each time, Seongcheol felt somewhat burdened by their kindness.
Eventually, I’d have to return to Korea after some time passed.
‘But when I leave, what will become of these people…’
Yet as each day spent living here grew longer, I found my feet increasingly reluctant to leave.
My resolve to atone hadn’t changed, but I couldn’t help being moved by these simple people’s expressions.
How terrible must a life be for Hunters, when even such a trivial monster—something we’d consider laughably easy—forces them to flee in desperation.
That’s when it happened.
“Han! You’ve already caught a monster?”
From the direction of the village, a middle-aged woman carrying a weapon and two young men and women approached, waving cheerfully.
Ally, Michelle, and Albert.
The few Hunters in Madagascar formed vigilante groups that patrolled villages and resolved problems.
The so-called ‘Madagascar Youth Corps.’
As one could tell from Ally’s age—someone who would have retired long ago in Korea—there was a serious shortage of personnel.
Most of the awakened Hunters with decent stats preferred to leave Madagascar and live somewhere they’d be properly valued.
‘Actually, that’s what a true volunteer corps should look like.’
The remaining youth corps members were practically volunteers.
Even with modest abilities, they asked for nothing, driven solely by the single conviction to save people.
“It doesn’t seem like it’s time for the regular patrol yet.”
When I spoke in slightly halting English, Ally smiled and replied.
“Right. Han, do you have some time?”
“What’s the matter?”
“An instant dungeon appeared nearby. It’s C-rank, but Sean got injured recently. I know it’s shameless to ask, but could we get your help?”
I didn’t understand everything perfectly, but ‘instant dungeon’ and ‘C-rank’ were enough information.
I nodded without hesitation.
“Let’s go.”

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