It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 3

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Episode 3

#Episode 3

As I had thought, Cheonma’s Domain was completely empty.

The monsters that remained were just weaklings who couldn’t even participate in the war.

Such monsters could be easily handled by Kim Yeo-ul at her current level.

Perhaps knowing this, they didn’t dare approach Kim Yeo-ul easily.

Though they weren’t highly intelligent in combat, they were instinctively feeling fear toward the power of an A-rank Hunter.

Thanks to this, we could comfortably roam through Cheonma’s Domain.

“It’s so quiet I wonder if this is really the same path.”

“I told you it would be fine.”

“I didn’t expect it to be this clean.”

Despite saying that, she was busily moving her feet, not knowing when Cheonma might return.

“It’s a bit of a waste though, right now the experience points would be free for the taking.”

“You’re talking about experience points in this situation?”

Kim Yeo-ul clicked her tongue in regret, but having awakened less than a day ago, I didn’t really understand the importance of experience points.

At my pathetic look, Kim Yeo-ul snorted instead.

“Tsk, how would a newbie Hunter know the hardships of leveling up.”

She shook her head and sighed dramatically, which was annoying.

“Isn’t leveling just something that goes up as you kill monsters?”

“That’s right, except you have to kill a disgustingly large number of those monsters.”

“You have to kill a disgusting amount…?”

The number of monsters I had killed together with Kim Yeo-ul was by no means small.

For her to say something like that.

Kim Yeo-ul clicked her tongue at my question.

“You’d have to kill about a thousand monsters just to reach level 10.”

“A, a thousand!?”

“That’s based on F or E-rank standards, but it shows how difficult it is.”

A thousand monsters – it’s not like catching bugs.

“Is leveling up really that difficult?”

“Of course, but since the rewards are certain, we work hard at it.”

“I see…”

Well, for me it’s the experience points from what Kim Yeo-ul kills anyway.

After having that slightly irreverent thought, we had arrived at Cheonma’s Nest before I knew it.

Even though the nest’s owner was away, the surrounding area still maintained its hot temperature.

“It’s still steaming hot, we could set up a sauna here.”

“Caw! Caw! Caw! Master, you’re so funny!”

“…Never mind.”

The surrounding rocks had melted and maintained smooth forms.

Since the monsters that served Cheonma had also participated in the war together, Cheonma’s Nest was empty.

This was the nest of an S-rank monster, no less.

Naturally, the scent of treasure wafted elegantly.

Kim Yeo-ul must have had the same thought, as she poked my side.

“Maybe there are some treasures that Cheonma collected!?”

“There might be, shall we look around?”

“Huh? Is that okay?”

Despite saying that, Kim Yeo-ul’s eyes lit up as she breathed hotly.

“Yeah, we saved quite a bit of time so that much shouldn’t be a problem… she’s already searching.”

I was just as curious, so I followed Kim Yeo-ul and searched through Cheonma’s Nest.

There were several weapons that appeared to have been used by humans, but most had melted due to Cheonma’s heat.

Or most of them were unusable anyway.

Among them, some looked quite valuable, which was disappointing.

“I wonder if these could at least fetch scrap metal prices…”

Kim Yeo-ul also seemed unable to find anything good and returned looking dejected.

“Cheonma, that cheapskate…”

“What value would such things have to Cheonma.”

“Still, he could have left at least one good thing! I’m a fighter but it hurts fighting with bare fists all the time!”

“There were good things, they just all became unusable.”

Life is about coming and going empty-handed.

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Even knowing that the truth is to come empty-handed and leave empty-handed, I couldn’t help but feel bitter.

“It can’t be helped, there will be better things in Seoul.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

Unable to find anything good in Cheonma’s Domain, I disappointedly kicked at the pile of trash with my foot.

I could see cloth fragments that seemed to have been used by Hunters and melted armor pieces.

“Ugh, let’s go! I’m an idiot for having expectations!”

Kim Yeo-ul puffed her cheeks and kicked the pile of trash hard in disappointment.

“Huh?”

A powerful kick sent the pile of trash exploding magnificently.

In the midst of it all, a yellow book flew through the air from within the trash pile.

“Yeo-ul, wait a minute!”

“Huh? Why?”

It looked like an old book on the outside, but this was Cheonma’s Domain.

There was no way a book perfect for burning could maintain its intact form here.

I rushed over and grabbed the book that had fallen to the ground.

“King of Fists… Stance? …Huh?”

A skill book.

Among them, it was a skill book that could teach combat skills worth their weight in gold.

However, the fact that this skill book was King of Fists Stance bothered me.

Kim Yeo-ul, who had approached beside me, also flinched when she saw the skill book.

Skills from skill books can only be learned by one person in the entire world.

And King of Fists Stance was a skill possessed by Japan’s King of Fists, Shoara Musuke.

Skill books only reappear randomly in the world when the person who learned that skill dies.

The fact that the King of Fists Stance skill book was in a place like this meant one thing.

“Hunter Musuke must be dead…”

“I guess so…”

As he was an idol among Martial Arts Hunters, his impact was by no means small.

To think that such a person had died.

A somber atmosphere descended for a moment, but the silence brought by another’s death couldn’t last long in the face of survival.

“…Well, those who must live must live.”

“…That’s right.”

I handed the skill book to Kim Yeo-ul.

Kim Yeo-ul opened the skill book without a moment’s hesitation.

Golden light burst forth from within the skill book and was absorbed directly into Kim Yeo-ul’s body.

“…Huh?”

What? I could learn this too?

Kim Yeo-ul, who was contracted with me, seemed to sense this as well and looked at me with an incredulous gaze.

“You really have it easy in life.”

“I live on the Korean Peninsula and I have to hear that I have it easy in life?”

“Oh… that’s true…”

Anyway, Kim Yeo-ul seemed purely delighted to have obtained King of Fists Stance, grinning from ear to ear.

King of Fists Stance, which strengthens the caster’s entire body to weapon-level, was a skill perfectly optimized for Kim Yeo-ul, who was a martial arts type.

“This makes things much more reassuring.”

“Hehe… I’ll escort you safely to Seoul!”

“Alright, let’s go!”

With this, we had obtained everything we could from Cheonma’s Nest.

Since we had spent quite some time, we needed to move our feet diligently for the remaining time.

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I could see that Cheonma’s Domain was gradually coming to an end.

The scorching heat of the earth was cooling down, and the presence of the fiery energy rising from underground was fading.

“Just a little further and we’ll escape.”

“I don’t think I could live in Southeast Asia…”

Sweating profusely, we walked day and night for a full day and barely managed to escape from Cheonma’s Domain.

Fortunately, we were both Awakened and had mastered movement, otherwise ordinary people would have died from overwork long ago.

“We still need to go a bit further. If we just go about two more hours like this, we’ll be there, so let’s rest when we get there.”

“Me? I don’t need to rest though?”

“…What?”

Kim Yeo-ul shrugged beside me as I spread out the map.

“You seem to have forgotten, but I’m strictly speaking a summoned creature?”

“…Don’t tell me if you reverse-summon once, everything recovers?”

“I think so? Want to try it once?”

I tried re-summoning Kim Yeo-ul as a test.

Fortunately, she wasn’t retired and was immediately re-summoned.

The re-summoned Kim Yeo-ul’s outfit was still a mess, but she seemed energetic as if all her stamina had recovered.

“Wow, you really have it easy.”

“Hehe, please continue to treat me well, portable recovery… I mean, Master.”

“Then you can just stand watch all by yourself!”

“Sure thing, why not.”

I swallowed the words I was about to say at Kim Yeo-ul’s nonchalant response.

To be able to sleep soundly without being disturbed during sleep time.

“…That’s nice?”

“Hehehe, that’s righ…”

Kim Yeo-ul stopped mid-sentence and suddenly turned her head.

That series of events happened so quickly that I turned my head along with her.

Naturally, I couldn’t see anything with my eyes.

“Why? What is it?”

She didn’t answer my question, seeming to weigh something in her mind, then soon twisted up the corner of her mouth into a grin.

“…Hyun-soo, step back for a moment.”

“Huh? Okay, got it.”

Survival Rule #1.

Don’t argue with Kim Yeo-ul.

Rule #2.

Follow Rule #1.

I quickly fled behind Kim Yeo-ul accordingly.

After a moment, I could see a red horse running frantically from far away.

The flaming mane that had been flowing behind its neck had lost its power and become mere embers.

Blood was flowing from a deep wound carved into one eye.

One frozen leg had become necrotic and was being dragged as it ran.

Besides that, countless wounds carved into its body suggested that the shadow of death loomed close to the creature.

“Don’t tell me that’s Cheonma…?”

“That’s right, I’m certain.”

Cheonma could be beaten up that badly?

And in just one day?

S-rank monsters like Cheonma are never fools.

They’re cunning creatures that don’t charge blindly when they see enemies, but attack only after assessing their chances of victory.

But such a Cheonma had become like this and was fleeing in just one day?

What kind of variable had occurred in Han Bingrong’s Domain?

Various questions arose, but that wasn’t what was important right now.

“Hey, Kim Yeo-ul, don’t tell me you’re…”

“It’s not like that this time.”

The King of Fists aura began pouring out of Kim Yeo-ul’s body like crazy.

Cheonma, who had been running from afar, noticed this and momentarily slowed its pace.

The eyes of Kim Yeo-ul with her King of Fists aura activated and Cheonma met.

I could see great panic dwelling in Cheonma’s red eyes.

The human it had directly killed just yesterday had come back to life and was glaring at it.

And in a state much stronger than yesterday at that.

S-rank monsters are not fools.

They are monsters that calculate win rates for battles.

They are not monsters that charge recklessly just because there’s an enemy.

That also meant they knew the fear of defeat.

Neighhhh- Neigh-hee-hee-hing-!

The relationship between predator and prey had completely reversed.

The terrified Cheonma tried to flee urgently, but the A-rank Hunter wrapped in full-condition King of Fists aura would not allow it.

Kim Yeo-ul shot out like a bullet and struck the creature’s other leg.

The pure white King of Fists aura surrounding Kim Yeo-ul’s entire body struck Cheonma.

Neigh-hee-hee-hing-!

Cheonma’s leg muscle caved in with the sound of blood vessels bursting.

The sturdy horse’s thigh collapsed and the muscle twisted grotesquely.

Cheonma fell with a scream filled with pain.

With just two legs, it couldn’t maintain the weight of its heavy body.

Still, its will to survive seemed strong as it crawled on the ground with its dying flames.

It cried miserably, shedding tears as if begging to be spared.

That appearance was completely different from the majestic Cheonma I had seen yesterday.

I could no longer find any sense of intimidation from the creature.

Crack-!

Neigh-hee-hee-hing-!

Kim Yeo-ul’s downward strike hit the creature’s back.

Its spine shattered and caved inward.

The broken bones pierced its organs, causing Cheonma to cough up blood.

Cheonma stopped crawling and shed a handful of tears while bowing its head to Kim Yeo-ul.

Kim Yeo-ul stood before the monster that was bowing its head to survive.

With a cold face showing no change in expression, Kim Yeo-ul asked.

“You killed me, but I should spare you?”

Cheonma’s body trembled violently.

It stopped crying and hung its head low.

Was it hoping for mercy?

Had it given up?

For a moment, that appearance looked pitiful enough to feel sorry for, but there was no mercy in Kim Yeo-ul’s hands.

Thud-!

The punch I threw with all my might struck Cheonma’s head.

Its head caved in deeply as Cheonma collapsed without even letting out a death cry.

With its complete death, my level began rising like crazy.

I stuck out my tongue and looked down at the fallen Cheonma as my level shot up at a terrifying speed.

For an emperor who had ruled half of southern Republic of Korea, it was quite an anticlimactic death.

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