Murim Login - Chapter 84

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Chapter 84
Lim Hyuk-jun’s thoughts spiraled.
‘This is insane.’
Jin Tae-kyung was a C-grade Hunter. A Minotaur, by contrast, was a B-grade monster.
And not just one—eight of them. The situation before his eyes transcended recklessness and descended into pure despair.
‘What’s money compared to this?’
Four billion won could certainly transform a life, but not at the cost of one’s own. Im Chang-su had blinded Jin Tae-kyung with greed, and Jin Tae-kyung had surrendered his judgment entirely. I had to stop this.
‘I have to. I have to say something.’
Those vicious Sangdong Guild bastards, the Butler who wouldn’t intervene, the Team Leader—all of them were mad. I couldn’t let my precious younger brother die a dog’s death.
“Tae-kyung!”
The moment Lim Hyuk-jun reached out toward Jin Tae-kyung, who had just gripped his spear, it happened.
Whoosh—
“…What?”
With a gust of wind, Jin Tae-kyung vanished. At a speed an E-grade Hunter like Lim Hyuk-jun couldn’t touch or even properly perceive, he launched forward.
In the blink of an eye, it was done. Lim Hyuk-jun’s voice came out dazed.
“Uh… uh-uh.”
What was this? What was happening? Was Tae-kyung really that fast? No—could a C-grade Hunter possibly move like that?
Shrieeek!
A black lightning bolt tore across the cave. One step, two steps, three steps.
Dozens of meters collapsed into nothing in a single breath, and the spearhead flashed brilliantly.
Screeeech! Squelch!
A Minotaur—the colossal beast over three meters tall—tottered.
The thick neck that should have sat above its shoulders was no longer there.
For just this moment, the half-man, half-beast seemed like nothing more than an ordinary human.
Thud.
The severed head fell to the cave floor in an instant.
Thump.
The headless monster’s corpse collapsed. From the cleanly severed neck, blood cascaded in a torrent.
“What the…!”
Someone’s voice spoke for them all.
In the invisible shock and horror, one person laughed.
“Seems doable.”
Those words were the killing blow.
Lim Hyuk-jun’s legs gave out, and Im Chang-su unconsciously muttered.
“Damn… my four billion.”
* * *
Minotaurs were built for close combat.
As mid-sized monsters, they possessed massive frames packed with incredibly dense muscle, and wielded heavy weapons like maces and axes.
Boom!
But what good was that if you couldn’t land a hit?
No matter how hard I swung, all I’d accomplish was smashing the cave floor to rubble.
‘I’ll give him credit for raw power.’
But fighting isn’t won by strength alone. I burrowed into the creature’s embrace and drove my blade into its lower abdomen.
Squelch.
– Precise strike!
– Status abnormality applied:
[Bleeding]
is now active!
– Mooooo.
The Minotaur’s cry was pathetic. It had lost too much blood to charge at me with the same ferocity as before. That last attack must have been the creature squeezing out its final reserves of strength.
– Moo, mooooo.
I approached the staggering beast as it retreated. Those calf-like eyes might have softened my heart—except they looked like 500 million won in cold, hard cash.
“In your next life, I hope you’re born in Hoengseong, Gangwon Province.”
– Mooooo!
Squelch.
The Minotaur’s breath ceased. Eight massive pools of blood. Eight monster corpses now littered the cave.
Ding.
– Level up!
The cheerful system notification was the film’s soundtrack, but the real highlight of this movie came next. I turned around with a broad grin.
“Now, let’s settle up and have some fun.”
Among the people frozen in shock and silence, one figure stood out distinctly.
I began the accounting loud enough for the half-paralyzed Im Chang-su to hear clearly.
“Let’s see, 500 million per head, so….”
Flinch.
“One, two, three, four. Eight total. That’s 4 billion won. Wow, some of them even dropped mana stones? All the byproducts are mine too, right?”
Flinch. Flinch.
“Chang-su. Why aren’t you answering? Don’t tell me you lied to me?”
Im Chang-su forced an awkward smile.
“Of course not.”
“Your answer’s too short.”
“There’s no way I would, sir. I was just….”
“Just what?”
“Tae-kyung. Please, let me explain….”
“Tae-kyung? I’ve been wanting to ask since earlier—how old is our Chang-su?”
“…Twenty-five years old.”
“Good grief. You little brat. You’re only twenty-five and you’ve been acting so disrespectful to your elders?”
“….”
“Your tongue’s been half-severed since earlier, throwing around casual speech like that—I thought you were ninety-five. Why do you look so gaunt? Your parents didn’t register your birth late, did they?”
As my words continued, Im Chang-su’s face flushed crimson with rage.
“Manage your expression better. One more slip-up and I’ll make that face genuinely red.”
“…I apologize.”
The man managed to compose his expression and carefully opened his mouth.
“Um, may I ask just one thing?”
“Go ahead.”
“Are you really a C-grade Hunter…?”
“Yeah. Why?”
Im Chang-su looked back and forth between me and the scattered Minotaur corpses with skeptical eyes.
“What, why the question?”
“If you’d prefer not to reveal it, you don’t have to say anything.”
“That’s for you to figure out.”
“Ah, no, of course.”
He said no, but his mind was clearly running wild with speculation. After all, I—someone he’d thought was just an ordinary C-grade Hunter—had crushed eight B-grade monsters in direct combat.
‘Yeah, imagine away.’
There was no benefit in antagonizing the Sangdong Guild. Since they were graciously bowing out on their own, I was simply grateful.
“So perhaps… identity laundering… No, that couldn’t be it. Right, yes.”
Im Chang-su was about to spout nonsense when he caught a glimpse of my spear and quickly changed the subject. His reactions were oddly entertaining.
“So?”
“Yes?”
“What do you mean ‘yes’? You need to pay me. Four billion won.”
I was actually a bit worried he might try to back out of it.
Four billion won wasn’t pocket change—it was a fortune that ordinary people would struggle to earn in a lifetime.
But Im Chang-su was different.
“Of course, I’ll pay you.”
“…Are you sure?”
“Yes. I keep my promises.”
His answer was so straightforward it made me suspicious.
Even for a B-grade Hunter, there were average income levels, yet Im Chang-su spoke of billions as casually as loose change.
“You’re not planning to ghost me after saying this, right? If you try to weasel out by claiming there’s no contract, I’ll be very disappointed.”
I casually stroked my spear, and he flinched in alarm.
“Absolutely not. I have more than enough ability to pay.”
“Hmm. Looks like you’re making good money. The Sangdong Guild treats you well?”
“No. I’m treated the same as everyone else.”
“Of course you are. What, are you the Guild Master’s son or something? Why would they treat you specially?”
“….”
“…?”
“….”
Something about the atmosphere felt off.
I thought for a moment and asked.
“What’s your father’s name?”
I’m unable to provide a reliable translation for this text. The Korean characters don’t form standard words or grammatically correct Korean sentences that I can confidently translate.
“What’s the Sangdong Guild Master’s name?”
“Lim. The character for spring, and the character for water.”
A curious coincidence. Im Chang-su’s father and the Sangdong Guild Master shared the same name. Then again, the world was vast, and people with identical names were hardly uncommon.
“Hey, I’m asking this just in case… but if you don’t mind, what does your father do for work?”
“He’s a Hunter.”
“Just a Hunter?”
“He runs a Guild.”
“Ah, I see.”
So this bastard was the Sangdong Guild Master’s son.
A brief silence fell, and in that fleeting moment, I grasped the source of the familiarity I’d sensed in Im Chang-su.
“You’re that guy?”
“What guy?”
“No, I’ve just heard about you before.”
It was a story from about two years ago—something I’d heard in one ear and let slip out the other. The Sangdong Guild Master’s only late-born son had awakened as a B-grade Hunter and secured a position in his father’s Guild, but he was apparently such a womanizer that he’d become a headache.
And the nickname that stuck was….
“Skirt-chaser. Right?”
Im Chang-su answered by lowering his head deeply.
It was certainly an embarrassing nickname to hear in front of others. But as someone who needed to collect 4 billion won, I comforted the bastard with a warm voice.
“It’s fine, man. A guy can live that way sometimes. I used to dream of living like you too.”
But reality was cruel, and that dream had seeped into a 100TB USB drive. My Elder Brother Jin Ho, a renowned authority in the adult film world, had borrowed my USB once and returned with a blank expression, leaving a single review.
“This should be designated a UNESCO World Cultural Heritage site.”
Anyway.
At my warm consolation, Im Chang-su lifted his head.
“Really?”
Of course not. Did I look like the type to throw myself at any woman? I was a sunflower of this age. Looking only at Song-i….
Wait, this bastard was just hitting on Song-i a moment ago.
“You son of a bitch.”
“Gasp!”
Im Chang-su, who’d jumped at my words, reflexively placed his hand on his sword hilt.
Shing. Clack.
But the blade barely emerged before it was forced back into its sheath. I’d closed the distance in a flash, pressing down on his sword hilt while sweeping his legs out from under him.
Crash!
As I pressed my hand firmly against his throat, he lost his footing and fell, his face draining of color.
“Gack, cough!”
“You bastard. Where did you get the nerve?”
The beatings I’d taken from Jin Moo-kyung had paid off. In the past, I wouldn’t have been able to subdue a B-grade Hunter so simply, so smoothly. Im Chang-su must have been shocked, but I was even more shocked.
“This is a Gate, you idiot. Isn’t that what you said earlier? Already forgot?”
“I’m, I’m sorry!”
I wanted to beat him senseless, but since it was only an attempt, I decided to let it slide. It had absolutely nothing to do with not getting the 4 billion won.
“Compensation.”
“Cough. What?”
“You drew your sword. Don’t you know what attempted murder is? And then there’s me and Song-i. Or rather, a sincere apology to all our Guild members.”
“What do you—”
Im Chang-su looked at the people around him with an aggrieved expression, but no helping hand came forward.
His teammates flinched and retreated the moment my gaze fell upon them, while our Guild members watching from the sidelines only piled on further.
“Drawing a sword against a member of a cooperative Guild. How appalling.”
Kim Butler clicked his tongue as if disappointed.
“You didn’t want to pay the compensation, did you? Goodness, Chang-su is absolutely despicable. Isn’t that right, sir?”
“Huh? Y-yes. This young man is quite the scoundrel!”
Following Song-i and Lim Hyuk-jun’s despicable, villainous combo.
“Now, everyone, please take a look at my helmet. This custom helmet was crafted by Xylitone, a renowned equipment manufacturer from Finland, and while it possesses all manner of functions, the most important one is the video recording enchantment placed upon it.”
Capped off by Choi Team Leader’s final blow.
Im Chang-su, his mouth hanging open in betrayal and bewilderment as he looked around at everyone, let out a heavy sigh.
“I’ll do it.”
“What?”
“I’ll do whatever you ask!”
The answer we’d been waiting for.
I helped him to his feet with genuine delight.
“Good thinking, kid. Let’s discuss the compensation slowly.”
“…This is driving me crazy. If my boss finds out, I’m dead.”
“Want to die here instead?”
“You don’t want the 4 billion won?”
“Tsk.”
Im Chang-su let out another heavy sigh and opened his mouth.
“Can I ask just one question?”
“100 million won per question.”
“…”
“Just kidding. Go ahead.”
“What exactly do you do?”
Was he really that curious?
I chuckled and answered him.
“Someone working two jobs.”
A Hunter and a Murim martial artist.
The only dual occupation in this world.

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