I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 201

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#Chapter 201.
I had anticipated that Maria would be chosen by a Spirit. After all, I had confirmed that she possessed the exceptional qualities of a Spirit Contractor.
However, Jung Han-sung’s aptitude as a Spirit Contractor was inferior compared to his other talents. That’s why I hadn’t even considered it.
“My scent is pleasant?”
―Indeed!
But the Spirit’s judgment didn’t change simply because he found it strange.
So I was about to acknowledge it when something suddenly occurred to me.
‘Wait, could it be that subscribing to a Channel actually changes one’s constitution?’
Currently, I was subscribed to an Archer’s Channel, but this was no ordinary Archer Channel.
What technique had I recommended to Maria? It was a technique that blended Spirit magic with archery.
And naturally, I was subscribed to such a Channel.
In other words, I was subscribed to the Channel of someone who was both an Archer and an exceptional Spirit Contractor.
‘…This must be the reason.’
Thinking it over carefully, subscribing to such a Channel typically brought along the corresponding abilities and constitution as well.
If one subscribed to a Spirit magic Channel but couldn’t use Spirit magic at all, wouldn’t that be strange?
‘Later on, wouldn’t they accuse me of fraud?’
Jung Han-sung pondered this briefly before concluding, ‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’
After all, what I wanted was for Maria to form a contract with a Spirit. I had requested a temporary contract to build affection between them, then aim for a proper contract afterward.
As for myself, I had no particular attachment to Spirits.
So it didn’t matter much if the Spirit departed the moment the contract ended.
―Why? Is something wrong?
The Spirit asked a question as I fell silent.
I came to my senses and answered.
“No. There’s no problem. Let’s proceed.”
As I accepted, the Spirit seemed satisfied and stirred the surrounding wind before drawing closer.
Soon after, a sphere composed of blue light flew from that wind.
It was the Wind Spirit.
There were two spheres of light—one headed toward Maria and the other flew toward me.
I watched as the sphere flew straight toward me and stopped before my face.
―I will form a contract under the conditions you mentioned earlier.
Whether it had separated from the other or was a different Spirit altogether from the one I’d been conversing with, its manner of speech was slightly different.
I spoke to this Spirit.
“Then, let us form a contract.”
―Extend your hand.
“Here.”
At the Spirit’s request, I extended my hand forward, and the sphere settled firmly on the back of my hand.
Whoosh!
Immediately after, I felt an unfamiliar power flowing into my body.
It was a crystalline energy that felt refreshing.
The energy swept through my body and soon after, a blue mark was inscribed on the back of my hand where the sphere had rested.
It was the mark of having formed a contract with a Spirit.
―Then, until you fulfill your promise, I’m counting on you.
Now that the contract was sealed, the Spirit’s form, which had appeared only as a sphere of light, became distinctly visible.
The Wind Spirit had taken the shape of a bird. To be more specific, it resembled a great tit.
It was a completely different image from what I had imagined in my mind.
Aren’t Wind Spirits usually depicted in the form of eagles or hawks?
‘Still, it’s rather cute.’
Seeing the Wind Spirit speak with such confidence in the form of a great tit, a wave of forgotten cuteness came flooding back.
“Right. I’m counting on you too.”
Jung Han-sung said this to the Wind Spirit.
The Spirit nodded in satisfaction and then scurried over to perch on his shoulder.
―When will you begin fulfilling the promise, then?
“Well, let’s get started right away. No point in dragging it out.”
Jung Han-sung answered thus and told Maria to return and continue her archery training.
“For now, I’ll show you around today.”
―Understood.
Since the Spirits raised no objections, Jung Han-sung summoned Thunder Wolf and began galloping atop him.
“Are there any places you’ve scouted beforehand in the vicinity? Somewhere you particularly liked?”
―I’ve only ever gone to that one place around here. I don’t know much about other areas.
“Hmm. Then we should probably survey the whole area first. Is it alright if we move faster?”
―Yes. From now on, communicate with the friend you’ve contracted with. After all, his will is our will.
Jung Han-sung acknowledged this.
Then he spoke to the Spirit perched on his shoulder.
“I’m going to increase our speed now.”
―Right. Don’t worry. Our Wind Spirit won’t have any trouble keeping pace.
Pride in the Wind Spirit resonated in that voice.
Given the nature of wind, it was only fitting.
Reassured, Jung Han-sung commanded Thunder Wolf to accelerate in earnest.
Crack-crack-crack!
Thunder Wolf then bolted forward as if he’d been waiting for this moment.
Had anyone been watching from above, it would have looked like lightning itself was racing across the ground.
The Wind Spirits seemed slightly startled by the speed, which exceeded their expectations, but they managed to keep up nonetheless.
“What about this place?”
As they traveled, Jung Han-sung asked the Spirit about each location that seemed promising.
―Hmm. The wind gathers here, but it seems difficult for it to escape.
―That place only receives wind that’s too shallow.
―Ugh. I don’t like places like that.
But each time, the Wind Spirit rejected the suggestion.
To Jung Han-sung’s eye, all of them had beautiful scenery and seemed pleasant enough to stay in.
It didn’t seem like the Spirit was being deliberately difficult; rather, there appeared to be a difference between what the Wind Spirit perceived and what humans perceived.
While I was thinking such thoughts, the Spirit seemed to remember something and spoke.
―This will be inconvenient. I’ll share my vision with you.
“Your vision?”
―Yes. Accept my power.
The Spirit said so and tapped my shoulder with its short legs.
In that instant, a clear, crystalline energy seeped into my body once more.
At the same time, I felt my vision suddenly brighten.
“Oh.”
I could now clearly understand what “the Spirit’s vision” meant.
Over what had originally appeared as an ordinary landscape, a greenish aura overlaid itself.
At first, I didn’t know what it was, but as I gazed intently, I could grasp it intuitively.
‘So that’s the energy favored by Wind Spirits.’
Once I understood that, observing the landscapes made it clear why Wind Spirits were so particular.
Some places had such energy stagnating so heavily that they glowed with a murky light, while others had energy too faint.
Or conversely, some places were so saturated that they seemed rather oppressive.
It was as if my instincts recoiled from them.
Conversely, some places looked quite pleasant, but the location itself wasn’t ideal for prolonged habitation.
“No wonder choosing a place is so difficult.”
―Exactly. Where we originally dwelled was truly a perfect place.
I nodded in agreement.
If there had been a perfect location and it was destroyed and gone while we were away, it would certainly be infuriating enough to come seeking answers.
Considering that they didn’t attack but merely issued warnings, I could tell the Spirits’ nature wasn’t malicious.
‘Well, fundamentally, Spirits all have decent temperaments.’
Some are mischievous, others hot-tempered—such traits vary by Spirit.
But it’s rare to find a Spirit harboring malice.
The dangerous Spirit I’d encountered before was so twisted and corrupted that it possessed characteristics entirely opposite to what a Spirit should be.
‘Somehow I feel like I’ve deceived a kind Spirit.’
I thought such things, then soon shook my head.
Well, when I think about it, I haven’t done anything with sinister intentions, have I?
My proposal was always mutually beneficial.
My contract with Maria was only possible because the Spirits’ hearts turned toward her—I never intended to coerce or bind them.
―Oh, that place looks rather promising.
While I was thinking such thoughts, the crested ibis perched on my shoulder—no, the Spirit—suddenly waved its front paws urgently.
I lifted my head and looked in the direction the Spirit was pointing.
It was a slightly elevated hill, and I immediately told Thunder Wolf to head there.
“Hmm.”
The hill we reached in mere seconds seemed like a reasonably good location to me.
There was a slight imbalance in the energy, but this was far better than other places.
“What do you think?”
―Quite promising. Not as good as where we originally were, but I’m quite pleased with it.
If this Spirit’s thoughts represent the collective sentiment of the other Spirits, then they’re likely all experiencing similar impressions.
Jung Han-sung stood in place, surveying his surroundings.
If the Spirit was reasonably satisfied, it fell to him to fill in the gaps.
Since he was currently subscribed to the Spirit Archer’s Channel, he could roughly envision the approach.
‘The imbalanced energy could be resolved by strategically placing mana stones throughout. And if I allow the energy to settle appropriately in certain spots, I should be able to raise the concentration to just the right level.’
With both a Spirit Summoner’s knowledge and the Spirit’s perspective, my thoughts flowed seamlessly.
Soon, Jung Han-sung reached the conclusion that he could create a place perfectly suited to the Spirit.
Now it was time to consider what came next.
“Hmm.”
Specifically, the human perspective—more precisely, evaluating this place from the viewpoint of Han-sung, the Territory’s master.
‘It is somewhat distant from the Village.’
To be specific, it would take about an hour’s walk at a normal person’s pace.
One could argue it wasn’t that far, but considering the current size of Han-sung’s Territory, the distance was indeed notable.
However, from another angle, it wasn’t necessarily a drawback.
‘So I’m planning to establish a new outpost about thirty minutes’ walk from here?’
It was the existence of the second outpost.
Between the Giant Workshop and the Dungeons—the place where the Spirits originally dwelled—the outpost to be built there was only thirty minutes away on foot from here.
At that distance, traveling back and forth between the two locations shouldn’t be particularly difficult.
And truthfully, there was little reason for people to frequent this place regularly.
This was merely a place where Spirits could come to rest briefly.
His only concern was that if it were too far from the Village, monsters could suddenly attack or enemies could strike without warning.
‘Thirty minutes is manageable—I can respond adequately to any situation. Besides, we maintain a constant troop presence near the Dungeon.’
After considering all these factors, Jung Han-sung spoke to the Spirit.
“This place seems ideal. I’ll fill in the gaps as promised.”
―An excellent decision!
He’d originally expected to need several days of exploration, but the decision came far more quickly than anticipated.
Soon, the Spirit perched on his shoulder flew off to the other Spirits nearby.
Not long after, it returned and spoke to Jung Han-sung.
―Everyone agrees this place is wonderful!
“Good. Then we’ll make this our location.”
The moment Jung Han-sung and the Spirit reached their agreement.
Suddenly, a message materialized before his eyes.
[You have completed the rare facility: Spirit’s Sanctuary.]
It was truly an unexpected message.

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