My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 209

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Episode 209

Emilia Gunter.

She’s the disciple of Alphonse, one of the 12 Heroes.

She fought well against Sir Isra in the exchange match too.

The Great Witch Ingrid also acknowledged her talent as a promising individual.

“Is something wrong?”

―Well, you see. Phew.

A breath that seemed to be drawn up from deep within his lungs.

What on earth could have happened to make this veteran old man, who had been through all sorts of trials, sigh like this?

Could she have gone missing in a Gate?

No.

If that were the case, he would have hired Clock Tower Mages or mercenaries.

―She says she’s going to see you.

“Excuse me?”

I was at a loss for words.

―When Emilia didn’t respond to my calls, I went to her research lab and found only a note.

“But why me?”

―Isn’t Emilia a fan of yours?

It feels like a lot of context has been skipped here.

―How would I know! She disappeared leaving only a note!

Alphonse grumbled irritably.

He caught his rough breathing and let out another deep sigh.

―If you see Emilia, please treat her well.

“Then can you tell me when she plans to return?”

―Ask the child about her schedule.

Something, something about this is strange.

I had a pile of questions but couldn’t open my mouth any further.

Even though I was hearing this through my mobile phone.

I could feel Alphonse’s emotions in detail despite being thousands of miles away.

Regret.

Bewilderment.

All sorts of other emotions swirled like a storm.

“If I meet her, I’ll treat her well.”

―Good. Please contact me too.

This elder is having a hard time in his later years.

Fan devotion is truly frightening.

If it’s this much for a Hunter like me.

I wonder how much worse it must be for celebrities.

“Do not worry. I shall cut down all who threaten my Lord’s safety.”

Don’t do that.

South Korea is strictly a nation governed by law, you know?

If you just slice and dice because you don’t like something, it’ll cause chaos.

“Hoho. Iron Head always thinks like that. Please understand with your generous heart, Master.”

“You need to keep him in check.”

“Don’t worry. Girl can perfectly erase evidence.”

“…”

Let’s stop talking.

“This is why I say Master and Madam are no good.”

Oh.

Zaugg! You’re finally moving into the voice of reason position!

“Didn’t you see last time? You have to do it quickly in places without CCTV.”

Damn it, shit.

Don’t do anything quickly!!!

I sighed at the fact that there wasn’t a single one I could trust.

“Enough. Let’s just go home.”

I got into the vehicle waiting nearby.

I pressed my back firmly against the seat.

“You look to be in a good mood.”

“There’s a lot to experiment with when I get home.”

I felt like I could soon implement the Death Knight blueprint too.

Since it’s naturally S-rank, even if I craft it, it won’t perform at 100%.

But if I can perfectly analyze its structure, it will help improve Death Warrior performance too.

That’s not all.

I need to experiment with Possession Unity too.

I also need to analyze the Black Sage remains I acquired in large quantities from this raid.

With so much work to do, how could I rest?

“My body is itching with anticipation.”

I kept flexing my fingers until we arrived at my studio apartment.

Creak―

The vehicle arrived near my house.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

I greeted the driver and jogged lightly.

Just around the corner and it’s my studio apartment building.

The moment I turned my body.

I saw someone hesitating and standing in front of the building.

It’s a face I’ve seen before.

Disheveled curly hair.

A hat with a long brim.

A mage’s robe wrinkled here and there.

I know this person, but who was it again.

While I was retracing my memories.

“Mi, Min-ho Hunterrrrr!”

The other person reacted first.

Ah.

Ahhhhh.

I remembered.

“Miss Emilia?”

“Yes! It’s meeee!!!!”

Alphonse?

This situation.

Don’t you think some explanation is needed?

It hasn’t even been half a day since I heard about her running away.

Why is the disciple who was in Czech Republic loitering in front of our house!

“I heard about it from Alphonse.”

“Eek! Ma, ma, master knew?”

“You left a note, didn’t you.”

“Th, th, th, that’s the thing.”

Miss Emilia twirled her hair around her index finger.

“When Master enters the research lab, he usually stays for at least three days.”

“Did you wait on purpose?”

“Yes. It was obvious you wouldn’t let me go. But you came out in just two days.”

Alphonse ran away as soon as he went in to do research?

Really.

She was unnecessarily thorough.

What should I do with this girl?

As I was pressing my temples with my fingers.

“Uncle!”

Yeon-du appeared around the corner waving her hand, then looked to the side and froze completely.

Her eyes trembling.

“U-Uncle?”

“What are you so surprised about?”

“Next to you. Woman. Who is she?”

Hmm.

How should I explain this?

A disciple of one of the 12 Heroes is my fan, and she flew here from Czech Republic because she wanted to see me?

Even novels would get criticized for lack of plausibility if written like that.

I’d probably get complaint comments that are 5,700 characters long.

While I was pondering for a moment.

“Ms. Sanik?”

Emilia spoke first.

Yeon-du flinched.

“Yes?”

“It’s me! Me! Ms. Purple!”

“Ms. Purple?”

“Yes! I said I was coming to see the Guui-dong Necromancer!”

“You’re really Ms. Purple!”

“Yesssss!”

“Wow! Nice to meet you!!”

“Me too!!!”

Suddenly Yeon-du and Emilia hugged each other and did a cancan dance.

Hey.

Yeon-du.

Don’t you think this situation needs some explanation?

* * *

Yeon-du and Emilia entered my studio apartment.

“It’s humble, but please sit here.”

Yeon-du pointed to the floor.

“Don’t call my precious home humble.”

Anyone would think it’s your house.

Hmm.

Come to think of it, she’s the building owner’s daughter.

Right. I admit it’s humble!

“At least you cleaned up a bit?”

“Don’t talk like you come to our house often.”

“Every time I came to bring side dishes, I could see it wasn’t organized.”

“Schne organized it.”

Yeon-du narrowed her eyes.

“I thought so.”

What do you mean!

Let’s duel, Kim Yeon-du!

Ah.

That’s not it.

“How do you two know each other? And what’s that purple taste thing?”

“It’s not taste, it’s Ms. Purple.”

Whether it’s color or taste isn’t important. This girl.

“I’m Uncle’s fan club president.”

“That’s right.”

“Ms. Purple is a special member of the fan club.”

I blinked my eyes.

Special… what?

“She’s donated a lot too.”

“Wait. Yeon-du. I don’t understand right now.”

Special member, fine.

But you received donations?

“Wow. Uncle. Do you think banner printing just grows from the ground?”

“I guess not.”

“We need to print banners in different sizes and prepare snacks when mobilizing fan club members. There are tons of places that cost money.”

Whoa.

Being a fan isn’t just done casually.

Capitalism is indeed cold.

We should all overcome money worship and…

“Uncle. You’re thinking about something else, aren’t you?”

“Ahem. Ahem. I was having serious thoughts.”

“I’ll let it slide this time.”

Damn.

I hate perceptive kids like you.

“But do you know our big spender, I mean Ms. Purple too, Uncle?”

“Isn’t it Alphonse Hus?”

“Hmph. Do you think I wouldn’t know that person?”

“Who is he?”

“A singer.”

I thought so.

“Did you sleep during social studies class?”

“How would I know foreign names!”

“He’s one of the 12 Heroes.”

“Ah.”

“Anyway, she’s his disciple. Her name is Emilia Gunter.”

This time Yeon-du screamed “Eek!”

“1, 1, 12, 12 Heroes?”

“Please call me Ms. Purple.”

Emilia made a firm expression.

Is that nickname really that important?

“It has nothing to do with Master. I came here to see the Guui-dong Necromancer.”

“Right, right. That’s what you said!”

“Ms. Sanik. Please speak comfortably.”

“Yesssss!”

The two women clasped hands tightly and united in spirit.

Really.

I’m so moved that my nose is running.

“If you’re done talking, would you please leave my precious sanctuary?”

Alphonse had asked me to look after his disciple, but seeing the situation, it didn’t seem like I needed to step in and take care of her.

Weren’t the two of them getting along perfectly well together?

“I, I, I, I came here to stay by Min-ho’s side!”

Don’t selectively stutter only at times like this.

“Stop scheming.”

“You. You have talent, you know? But that’s separate from staying by Master’s side.”

A terrifying killing intent filled the room.

Since it was winter, we had the heating on.

But a chill like we’d turned on the air conditioning stimulated my skin.

“Hiiiiek!”

“Hey guys. The joke’s going too far.”

When I frowned, the Two Vassals also withdrew their killing intent.

“Tch.”

“It wasn’t a joke though.”

These guys.

You can’t do that to a guest.

“Are you okay?”

“As, as expected of the White Light Knight and the Crimson Witch! That killing intent was so cool too!”

Huh?

What did she say?

Was this the same person who was trembling and shaking just moments ago?

Emilia jumped up and approached the Two Vassals.

“Please shoot out that killing intent one more time!”

“Uuuum.”

Sir Isra averted his gaze as if troubled.

“Kid. You’re a bit weird.”

Ingrid also took a step back.

“Haah, so thrilling. Killing intent!”

“Yeon-du. You don’t have tastes like that too, right?”

“Don’t condemn all the fans.”

Thank goodness.

I would have been depressed if all my Fan Club members were like this.

To make Sir Isra and Ingrid back down with sheer momentum.

Are all disciples of the 12 Heroes this extraordinary?

“Hihihihit.”

No.

She might just be a simple pervert.

“Ms. Emilia.”

“Y, yes!”

“If you don’t mind me asking, I’d like to know how long you’ll be staying.”

I should have at least one piece of news to tell Alphonse.

From the sound of his voice, he seemed quite worried.

“Hmm.”

Emilia held up her index finger straight.

“1…”

“About a day would be fine. Shall we go get some fresh air somewhere?”

“N, no.”

Then is it one week?

Emilia shook her head again.

“One month.”

Are there aftereffects from Sir Isra’s sensory training?

My ears must be malfunctioning.

I turned my head to ask the Familiars.

Sir Isra’s mouth was hanging wide open.

Sweat was beading on Ingrid’s forehead.

Wait.

Really?

Did she really say one month?

For real?

“I want to learn by going through Gates together with Min-ho!”

She’s serious.

This girl. She’s 100% serious.

I can’t let this slide.

I had to somehow refuse or shorten the duration as much as possible before sending her back to Czech Republic.

Otherwise, Alphonse would either die from stress-induced illness.

Or fly directly to Korea and cause a complete mess, which was obvious.

“Um, Ms. Emilia.”

“Yesss!”

“Do you have a place to stay?”

“I can just stay at a hotel.”

“Do you have money?”

“Ah. I spent it all on donations last time.”

Good.

Weakness discovered.

If I mention the financial problem and persuade her well, I might be able to send her back to the Clocktower!

Just as I was about to open my mouth to persuade her further.

“Don’t worry. Ms. Purple!”

Yeon-du patted her chest confidently.

“We have a spare room at our place.”

“Reeeally?”

“Yes. You’re our special member, we can’t let you sleep on the floor.”

“Presideeeent!”

Yeon-du and Emilia joined forces once again.

Kim Yeon-du.

You little!!!

Sigh.

Alphonse. I’m sorry.

Just know that I did my best.

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