I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 149

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#Chapter 149.
I had intended to return to Han-sung’s Territory, yet I found myself in a strange place instead.
That alone was confusing enough, but the sudden appearance of this being only fanned the flames of my bewilderment.
“….”
I stared intently at the figure draped in a white cloak. The regard was mutual.
With neither of us speaking, only a heavy silence hung in the air between us.
It was I who finally broke the prolonged silence.
“Where is this place?”
I didn’t ask who they were, or if they had business with me.
‘They’ll speak if they wish to.’
For now, knowing where I was mattered more.
The figure didn’t answer my question immediately. I was beginning to wonder if we couldn’t understand each other when—
“This is the End of the Non-Existent Grassland.”
The voice seemed to come from far away, yet also whispered from right beside me.
I looked around my surroundings.
Well, there was indeed a vast grassland stretching out before me. But that alone couldn’t possibly explain everything.
Then the white-robed figure spoke again.
“The boundary between reality and unreality. The threshold between dream and waking.”
“Is this a riddle?”
“You have been invited to this place.”
“…Invited?”
I narrowed my eyes as I regarded the figure.
This meant they knew why I had come here.
“Did you invite me?”
“I am merely a proxy. It was a great being who extended the invitation. They sent me to speak in their stead.”
In other words, while not the one who invited me, they were connected to whoever had forcibly brought me here instead of letting me return to Han-sung’s Territory.
And there was one phrase that caught my attention.
‘A great being.’
Typically, that term referred to transcendents.
For now, that itself wasn’t particularly surprising. Any being capable of such an act would naturally be a transcendent or something comparable.
But there was still something that troubled me.
“Can even a transcendent do such a thing? I was trying to return to Han-sung’s Territory.”
To intercept me mid-journey and drag me to this strange place.
If transcendents could do this, then Sargon could as well, couldn’t he?
That thought alone gave me a headache.
However, the white-robed figure slowly shook their head.
“You are still in the process of returning to Han-sung’s Territory. This place is the boundary between reality and unreality. You have merely stopped here briefly.”
As I pondered what that meant, something occurred to me, and I opened my mouth.
“So it’s like a loophole of sorts? A dream, perhaps? Something like that?”
“Similar. The laws of the Sacred Tower are absolute. Even the great ones cannot carelessly ignore those laws.”
“I see.”
Hearing that, various other questions came to mind, but instead of asking them one by one, I posed the most crucial question.
“So why did you invite me here?”
The reason I had been invited to this place.
In the end, that was what mattered most.
Whether this invitation was genuinely cordial, or merely an invitation in name alone.
Whether I could leave if I wished.
I had no desire to continue this conversation without knowing that.
My counterpart answered my question immediately.
“You are receiving considerable attention.”
“…Is that so?”
“Indeed. And among those watching, there are some quite dangerous entities.”
“I think I know who you’re referring to.”
“That entity you’re thinking of is likely the correct one. And…”
He paused for a moment before continuing slowly.
“The one I serve has friction with that being.”
“And?”
“Therefore, they take considerable interest in you as well.”
After saying that much, my counterpart extended his hand. Suddenly, white light gathered before me.
Naturally, I immediately assumed a defensive stance.
But contrary to my caution, the light converged in one place and soon transformed into a diamond-shaped gem.
“This is a gift from that one.”
“A gift?”
“Yes. They also said that if you study it, it will aid you in germinating the seed of divinity you harbor.”
At those words, I gazed quietly at the gem.
The jewel was pure white. The way it sparkled in the light was quite mystical, but what captured my attention was something else.
Its interior.
At first glance, it appeared extraordinary.
So much so that I momentarily forgot the present situation and lost myself in contemplation.
Within it lay an extraordinarily beautiful and orderly arrangement.
‘It will aid in germinating divinity…’
The explanation itself was equally remarkable.
Aid in the germination of divinity? That was no trivial matter, surely.
I turned my gaze back to my counterpart, intending to ask a question.
“It’s about time.”
But at that moment, he lowered the hand he had been holding and spoke.
I tried to ask what he meant, but before I could, my vision suddenly distorted.
“Should the opportunity arise again, I shall extend another invitation. Next time, we shall converse in a more proper setting…”
Simultaneously, I felt his words growing increasingly indistinct.
At some point, I felt a familiar sensation wash over me.
The surroundings darkened, and my body felt as though it were being sucked into some distant place.
Then, at some point, my body suddenly plummeted and crashed against the ground with a solid thud, fixing itself in place.
A brilliant flash of light.
As my vision brightened from the darkness, the landscape around me came into focus.
A verdant grassland and sky. And a towering wooden fence.
“Ah.”
I had somehow arrived at Han-sung’s Territory.
Standing dazed for a moment, I belatedly regained my senses and looked down.
“Onyx.”
―Hmm?
Onyx then poked his head out abruptly from the armor.
―What’s this? When did we return here?
“What are you talking about? Just a moment ago….”
I started to rebuke him but stopped short, instead asking Onyx a question.
“How much do you remember?”
―What? I was just wandering through that mysterious space the whole time, wasn’t I?
“You didn’t see anyone come looking for us?”
―Did I encounter someone?
At Onyx’s question, I scratched my chin.
It seemed he had no memory from the moment that mysterious white-robed figure appeared.
‘Now that I think about it, things went quiet after that.’
I had assumed he was simply staying silent out of caution.
But it appeared he had been in a state where he couldn’t speak at all.
‘Perhaps he had been unconscious.’
Or perhaps some mysterious force had been at work.
I considered this and gave Onyx a brief explanation of what had just occurred.
―The interest of a Transcendent Being, huh…. Well, it’s not as though you’re the only Transcendent who takes an interest in my master.
“Yeah, I suppose that’s true.”
Though I had feigned ignorance during that earlier conversation, I was well aware that I attracted considerable attention from Transcendent Beings.
After all, I had made direct contact with Transcendents several times through my subscription ability.
And I had received quite a bit of attention at the Pantheon as well.
“But this interest seemed to come from a different direction.”
―It does seem that way. That fellow Sargon must be a Transcendent at odds with the Evil God.
“Hmm. But that doesn’t really tell us anything. There must be more than one or two Transcendents who are at odds with the Evil God, right?”
―That’s true enough. After all, no decent being would ever be called the Evil God in the first place.
I concluded the conversation there and turned to Arzka, whom I still held in one hand.
“Arzka. Do you know anything about this?”
―No. The Sargon I remember was never anything like the Evil God or whatever.
“I suppose that makes sense.”
The Sargon that Arzka remembered was a being who had never even reached the rank of a demigod.
There was no way I could know anything about Sargon in his current state as the Evil God.
Jung Han-sung nodded and shifted his gaze to his other hand.
“Then this is our only clue.”
It was a jewel.
It had been floating in empty space until I returned to Han-sung’s Territory, but upon my arrival, it naturally settled into my palm.
The diamond-shaped jewel still emitted a faint luminescence, and within it lay mysterious principles.
Onyx also leaned forward to gaze intently at the jewel before speaking.
―It appears that transcendent being inscribed a portion of their directional path—in other words, part of their principles—into it.
“Principles?”
―Yes. One who ascends to godhood must possess a clear directional path. The things that exist at the culmination of that path are called principles.
“Are you saying this will help with the germination of my divinity?”
―Since this is a fragment of principles that have fully germinated and blossomed into radiance, you cannot simply copy another’s answer sheet, but you can certainly reference it.
“I see.”
Jung Han-sung nodded. Then, suddenly recalling something, he posed a question to Onyx.
“Then you could help me too, couldn’t you?”
―I’m not much use in my current state. I’ve fallen too far to possess the strength necessary to weave principles together.
Onyx spoke with a melancholic tone.
―However, once you grasp the direction and become capable of wielding divinity to some degree, there is much I can teach you. Applications can be explained sufficiently through words alone.
“I see. Then germination comes first.”
The germination of divinity.
It was an expression I had never used before, yet upon hearing it, it seemed to fit remarkably well.
The divinity I currently possessed had yet to embrace any directional path. Therefore, it remained a seed.
It held potential, but that alone could accomplish nothing.
Only after the seed germinates can anything truly be done.
―Normally, merely obtaining that seed is extraordinarily difficult, so one could say you are exceptionally fortunate. Though I suspect you would have obtained it eventually regardless.
“I see.”
Jung Han-sung nodded once more.
Then I placed it into my inventory.
Though curious, examining it here in the open air didn’t feel quite right.
With that, Jung Han-sung moved forward toward the fence.
An undead standing guard atop the fence spotted him and promptly saluted.
Jung Han-sung nodded and approached the gate.
Creak—
The gate opened immediately, and Baek-seol came out to greet him.
“Master! You’ve come from outside today?”
“Ah, yes. It just happened that way. Has anything occurred?”
“No! Han-sung’s Territory is operating stably!”
Baek-seol provided a brief briefing on the territory’s current status in response to his question.
It seemed that having entered a stable operational trajectory, everything was running smoothly without major issues.
“And currently, both the Golem Workshop and the Alchemy Workshop are expected to produce their first prototypes soon!”
“The first prototype?”
“Yes! If all goes well, within two days.”
The Golem Workshop had been operating normally for quite some time now.
With capable personnel firmly settling into Han-sung’s Territory, it ran without any issues.
Hearing that golems produced there would soon be available filled me with anticipation.
‘Once golems are mass-produced, there will be countless uses for them.’
They could be deployed for simple labor and also stationed alongside the undead for guard duties.
“By the way, what about the Alchemy Workshop’s prototype?”
“Ah, they said they could make some decent potions using the medicinal herbs stored in the Storage!”
“Oh. That’s promising.”
Ervan, who had recently joined us, was an exceptionally skilled alchemist.
For someone of Ervan’s caliber to call a potion “decent” meant it would surely be quite useful.
After hearing Baek-seol’s full report, I stood before my home and spoke.
“Then I’ll stay inside for a while—I have something to attend to. Let me know if anything comes up.”
“Understood!”
After entering my home, I retrieved the gem from my inventory once more.
It was time to determine what ‘principle’ was embedded within this jewel.

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