I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 203

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#Chapter 203.
The path leading out of the Royal Palace was quite convoluted.
It felt deliberately twisted to prevent intruders from easily finding their way if they ever breached the gates.
But for Jung Han-sung, it posed no real obstacle.
Crash!
The moment I spotted a window, I leaped straight through it to the outside.
Thud!
The landing made some noise, but nothing serious—I’d made sure the area was clear before jumping.
Since I’d already surveyed the exit route from above, I navigated directly to the towering walls of the Royal Palace without hesitation.
Naturally, the palace walls were layered with multiple protective enchantments.
In a world teeming with superhuman beings, mere height alone offered no real defense.
Fortunately, most of the protective magic was designed to block entry from outside—not exit from within.
Crackle!
There was some resistance as I passed through the wall, but I crossed it without difficulty.
―Did you really have to leave that way?
Onyx, who’d been watching the entire process, couldn’t resist needling me.
I shrugged in response.
“No point dragging this out. The goal is to take down the Four Heavenly Kings anyway.”
If I’d complied and waited there obediently, it would’ve taken over a day just to lay eyes on them.
A palace of this magnitude would certainly concern itself with protocol.
I had no intention of waiting around for that.
―Well, finishing quickly never hurt anyone.
Even Onyx, who’d been picking up my habits lately, seemed to agree with that logic.
“So where would the Four Heavenly Kings be?”
I glanced around as I spoke.
Beyond the Royal Palace lay the city—more precisely, I’d just escaped the Inner City of the Capital, and this was the Outer City district.
Consequently, there were quite a few people passing through.
After a moment’s consideration, I approached a merchant selling goods and asked him a question.
“Welcome!”
“Isn’t one of the Demon King’s Four Heavenly Kings supposed to be arriving in the Capital right now?”
“…Why do you ask?”
“I’m curious how far they’ve come. Need to know so I can avoid them, you understand. Oh, and give me one of those.”
I naturally selected one of the merchant’s wares and handed over payment.
The merchant’s demeanor immediately became more cooperative, and he answered my question readily.
“That one’s already advanced to Balturun. It’s only a week’s journey from here.”
“A week, you say.”
I paused to consider what I’d just heard.
The Tower had given me only three days.
Yet the Four Heavenly Kings were a week away. What did that mean?
Simple logic suggested two possible scenarios.
‘That week was likely calculated based on the military’s rate of advance.’
It was an obvious conclusion, but when large forces moved, their speed inevitably slowed proportionally.
And there was one more consideration.
‘There’s no guarantee this information is accurate.’
Not that the merchant had lied.
Simply that the information itself might be somewhat outdated or imprecise.
Perhaps the army had already passed through the city the merchant mentioned and drawn dangerously close?
After considering this far, Jung Han-sung spoke to the merchant.
“I understand. Then I’ll take what I need.”
“Yes, yes. Have a good day.”
“Ah, which direction is the city gate?”
“The gate? Well, it’s that way.”
“Yes. Thank you.”
With that, Jung Han-sung rolled the hastily purchased goods in his hand as he headed toward where the gate supposedly lay.
Escaping the city proved effortless.
While entry was scrutinized, exit inspections were remarkably lax.
Besides, Jung Han-sung’s movement at an almost superhuman pace certainly helped.
He slipped away before the Royal Palace could mount any meaningful response.
“Let me see.”
Jung Han-sung quickly exited the Outer City and gazed in the direction the merchant had indicated.
But from his current vantage point, there was little to discern—only vast plains, hills, and mountains stretched across his vision.
‘I need to put some distance between myself and the city first.’
Jung Han-sung increased his pace, moving farther from the city walls.
Once he felt confident no one was watching, he summoned Thunder Wolf.
“Awoooo!”
The summoned Thunder Wolf cried out joyfully and pressed its head against Jung Han-sung.
Jung Han-sung stroked the beast’s head before climbing onto its back.
“Come on. Let’s have a good run.”
For Thunder Wolf, running was an endless source of delight.
Without hesitation, Thunder Wolf kicked off the ground and bolted across the terrain at tremendous speed.
As the landscape blurred past at breathtaking velocity, Jung Han-sung leisurely surveyed his surroundings while stroking Thunder Wolf’s neck.
‘The scenery is quite peaceful, actually.’
In the highly developed Earth he knew, such pastoral vistas were rare to witness.
Though such places likely existed somewhere on Earth, Jung Han-sung had spent his entire life in Seoul.
Yet despite the peaceful landscape, truly safe and happy worlds were difficult to find.
Most worlds that appeared in The Tower harbored creatures called monsters.
‘And those monsters are beginning to appear on Earth as well.’
Currently, even when monsters emerged, they remained confined to areas immediately surrounding The Tower and were quickly eliminated.
But from Jung Han-sung’s perspective, it was only a matter of time.
According to additional information Onyx had shared, the frequency and numbers of monster appearances would increase as time progressed.
The only way to prevent that is to continue climbing The Tower.
But no matter how diligently Jung Han-sung climbs The Tower in Korea, he cannot stop monsters from appearing in other countries.
Since the leaders of each nation already understand this, they say discussions are underway to provide support to other countries….
‘Will that actually work out?’
This is essentially a group project targeting the entire Earth.
Even before The Tower appeared, nations were never particularly good at cooperating with one another.
Despite all those warnings about the climate crisis, didn’t they fail to prevent it amid endless discord?
They managed to overcome that crisis thanks to The Tower’s timely appearance and the demon stones it produced, but if The Tower hadn’t emerged, Earth would have rushed toward destruction in a different sense.
“Hmm.”
In the end, there is only one way to completely escape the monster crisis.
To conquer The Tower.
Only that path could guarantee safety for all of Earth.
Well, it’s not as though I harbor such grand ambitions about having to protect Earth simply because I’m Jung Han-sung.
But I am running with the goal of seeing the end of this Tower.
Adding a more noble objective to that wasn’t such a bad thing.
“Grrr!”
Just as I finished that thought, Thunder Wolf suddenly let out a low growl.
At that, I snapped to attention and looked ahead.
“Oh.”
I let out a soft exclamation.
I couldn’t see any enemies yet.
But far in the distance, I could see ominous dark clouds gathering in the sky.
Those clouds carried a sinister aura.
It was puzzling what could possibly cause such a phenomenon.
‘So he’s not an ordinary one after all.’
Logically speaking, the probability that this so-called Four Heavenly King alone caused such a large-scale anomaly was low.
After all, he wasn’t moving alone—he was literally leading an army.
It was more likely that he mobilized many forces to create this anomaly.
But the truth could only be known by going there directly and confronting it.
Still, having something so conspicuous was good—at least I wouldn’t have to worry about getting lost.
Whoosh―!
Thunder Wolf didn’t slow down and continued running, bringing us closer to the location shrouded in dark clouds at high speed.
A distance that would take an ordinary person an entire day to cover, Thunder Wolf pierced through in less than an hour.
Before the sun completely set, I arrived at my destination.
“Hmm.”
I stood atop a high hill with Thunder Wolf and looked down below.
A deep shadow was cast over the area.
The shadow cast by the dark clouds hanging high in the sky above.
―It seems their purpose is to create an environment favorable to them, Master.
Onyx, who had been observing as well, suddenly poked his head out and spoke.
Jung Han-sung happened to be thinking along the same lines, so he nodded and replied.
“The concentration of demonic energy is extremely dense. It’s likely magic or sorcery deployed for that specific purpose.”
―At this level of magic, even with various methods employed, the enemy wouldn’t be ordinary.
“That seems to be the case.”
While it was difficult to discern exactly how it was deployed even upon direct inspection, the sheer magnitude of power was evident at a glance.
Beneath that shadow, the Demon Race forces would likely have their combat strength amplified by at least double or more.
‘The numbers seem to be around a thousand or slightly more.’
It was hardly an insignificant force.
Yet it wasn’t so overwhelming as to crush one’s spirit entirely.
I had already clashed with armies of far greater scale before.
Though I wasn’t alone then, that hardly mattered.
The number of enemies one faced at any given moment was always limited anyway. Besides, my objective was never to slaughter them all.
My true mission was to kill Vagadur, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King’s Army.
―But which one is the Four Heavenly King?
“That’s precisely the problem.”
Jung Han-sung scratched his chin.
When I first heard the grandiose title of Four Heavenly King of the Demon King’s Army, I assumed I could identify him from a distance.
After all, someone of that rank should have overwhelming presence and wouldn’t hesitate to make themselves known.
Yet upon arrival, I couldn’t get a sense of which one was this Vagadur at all.
There were a few notable figures, but none stood out as particularly exceptional.
―Hmm. Then I suppose I should take time to observe?
“I don’t know.”
Jung Han-sung tilted his head, then straightened it again as he spoke.
“Waiting too long would be a waste of time.”
―Then what do you intend to do?
“If I don’t know who he is, I’ll just make him reveal himself.”
With that, Jung Han-sung leaped down from Thunder Wolf’s back.
He immediately began gathering his energy as he spoke.
“First, let’s see how they react.”
What happened next.
Uuuuuuuuuung!
Tremendous energy began converging into Jung Han-sung’s palm.
Unlike usual, no thunderous roar accompanied it, yet the power contained within was no less formidable.
Onyx momentarily lost his words at that destructive aura, his mouth falling open.
And before he could speak again.
Crackle-crackle-crack―!
Thunder roared and light flashed brilliantly.
Boom-boom-boom!
Almost simultaneously, a tremendous explosion erupted from the midst of the Demon King’s Army forces.
Jung Han-sung had hurled lightning directly at them.
Dozens of unfortunate demons and members of the Demon Race fell in a single instant.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Rather than dissipating, the exploding lightning spread outward in all directions, electrocuting everything in its vicinity.
―Enemy attack!
―Kyaaaaaaagh!
―Where is it coming from!
The Demon King’s Army descended into chaos in an instant.
Onyx, who had been watching the scene unfold in a daze, clicked his tongue and spoke.
―I can’t even tell who the Demon King’s Army is anymore.
He spoke with complete sincerity.

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