My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 70
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Episode 70
“Park Min-hoooo!!!”
Min Tae-su charging with rolled-back eyes.
His eyes gleamed with murderous intent.
【Should I finish him off?】
Whoa.
Don’t talk about killing people so casually.
【Iron Head. Don’t you have any common sense?】
Right.
Ingrid. At least you try to stop him.
【I should have cut off his head before asking Master.】
【That’s a valid point. Leaving alive someone who showed hostility toward our Lord goes against chivalry.】
Not you too with the lack of common sense.
Why are you accepting that as natural?
“Just neutralize him.”
【Understood.】
Sir Isra drew his sword.
He walked slowly toward Min Tae-su.
Then swung his blade without a moment’s hesitation.
Swoosh—
Blood droplets painted the air.
Min Tae-su, who had been charging with rolled-back eyes, collapsed to the ground.
“Huh?”
He looked like he didn’t even know why he had fallen.
A beat later.
Thud, his masterless right arm rolled across the floor.
“Sir.”
【I neutralized him to protect my Lord.】
Right.
I did say to neutralize him.
I just didn’t tell you to cleanly chop off his arm.
【Wasn’t that merciful enough?】
Ingrid doesn’t seem to think much differently either.
Sigh.
Fine. At least you didn’t cut off his neck.
Min Tae-su, who seemed unable to understand our conversation, turned his head.
“Aaaahhh!!!”
Only then did he see his arm rolling on the ground and screamed.
He had been running excitedly when one arm suddenly disappeared.
Of course he’d lose his balance and fall.
Right after, the Mir raid team hunters entered the cavern a step late.
They gasped in shock at Min Tae-su’s condition.
“What the hell!”
“Raid leader?”
“R-raid leader! Your arm!”
I lightly raised both hands to show I had no hostile intent.
“Don’t be alarmed. It was self-defense.”
My innocence is all recorded on this body camera.
You should be grateful and bow since I stopped my familiars from taking off his head.
“Just treat him. His eyes were rolled back.”
The wary Mir raid team.
While the other members kept me in check, only two healing-type hunters broke away and approached Min Tae-su.
“Aaaahhh! Park Min-hoooo!”
“Eek!”
Min Tae-su’s hand tried to strike the healer.
Clang!
A barrier activated from the healer’s necklace.
It seemed to be an item that automatically activated in emergencies.
“It’s Black Spider poison.”
“He can’t come to his senses.”
“We can’t treat him like this.”
Ah.
So his mind went haywire because of the poison?
Not only did he show murderous intent toward me, but now he’s attacking his teammates too.
The poison must be quite strong.
【From what the girl can see, he seems to genuinely be jealous of Master too.】
【A typical petty person’s behavior.】
Well, let’s say that’s true.
Since we cleanly took off one arm, let’s call it even for the murderous intent.
“Please hold down the raid leader!”
[Heal]
[Cure]
[Intermediate Recovery Potion]
…
Treatment could only proceed after two warrior-class hunters barely held him down.
“Wow. They’re using an intermediate potion.”
“That’s ten million won per bottle.”
The Domestic Big Five really are different.
Their benefits are so good that hunters would kill to join them.
“But didn’t you turn them down, hyung?”
【How could a tiger fit in among wolves?】
Look at that sharp expression.
“I didn’t think that badly of them.”
【Then why do you operate solo?】
Uh.
Hmm.
Well, group life puts restrictions on individual activities.
【It’s the same thing, just expressed differently.】
Sir.
You’re quite eloquent only at times like this?
“I’ll go extract magic stones from the remaining monsters.”
“Yes. Please take care of it.”
There’s also the Min Tae-su situation.
While maintaining appropriate distance from the Mir raid team.
As I was having my undeads stand guard, someone approached.
The face looks somewhat familiar.
“Thank you for sparing our raid leader’s life.”
“Who are you again?”
“Jang Min-seok. The person you sparred with.”
Ah.
That’s right, exactly.
No wonder he looked familiar.
“It’s not like I did something worth dying for.”
“I’m warning you out of gratitude.”
What?
Were gratitude and warning used as synonymous words?
My common sense crumbled several times today.
Well.
Let me hear what he has to say.
“Our guild leader. He’s a vicious person.”
“Are you saying he’ll retaliate?”
“There are many ways to harass Hunter Park besides conquest competitions.”
Now that I heard it, it wasn’t even a warning.
This is a threat.
“Yes. I’m so scared I’ll have to sleep with the lights on tonight.”
“It might sound like a threat, but I meant you should be careful.”
“I guess what you just said wasn’t threatening in tone?”
“I just said what came to mind. Sorry.”
Jang Min-seok bowed his head.
It wasn’t meant as a threat.
Like he said initially, it was a warning to be careful of Mir Guild.
“You probably don’t have good feelings toward me either.”
“It was satisfying to see you give Min Tae-su a beating.”
Our raid leader uncle.
His enthusiasm was good, but he seemed unable to win the hearts of his raid members.
“I’ll remember what you just said.”
【You’ve gotten involved in troublesome matters.】
Don’t worry.
Someone hates me for no reason?
Then I just need to give them a reason to hate me.
【Jealousy toward the talented is the same in any world.】
【We must serve our lord well.】
【Good. Iron Head. This time we’re allies.】
How reassuring.
Watching my familiars unite in solidarity, I didn’t feel even a gram of fear.
* * *
“Good work.”
President Baek handed me an iced americano without even asking now.
“Aren’t you curious about the results?”
“Of course Hunter Park won.”
Wow.
So this is what being trusted feels like.
“I can tell just by looking at the Mir raid team hunters’ expressions.”
“That’s true too.”
It’s mealtime, so why do they look so gloomy?
“You said your hometown is near here, right?”
“Yes. It’s just a short walk away.”
“Then leave the cleanup to me and head home early.”
President Baek said he would handle all the complicated processes like reporting competition results and processing monster byproducts.
“Is there anything I can help with?”
“It’s my job, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
I offered once out of courtesy, so I should stop here.
Although my familiars did all the hunting, I was tired from maintaining constant tension.
“Boss. Leave it to us and rest.”
“See you at the next training!”
Since they’re saying this much, I should head home.
I gave appropriate farewells to President Baek and the support team and turned to leave.
Walking about 10 minutes from Manseok Park, I could see Suwon Traditional Market.
“Give me one of these.”
I can’t go empty-handed.
I immediately bought a box of soft peaches too.
【It doesn’t look much different from the fruit next to it.】
Nonsense!
Soft and squishy is the truth for peaches.
Remember that.
Near the traditional market is an old residential district.
How far did I walk?
I saw an old building with shops on the first floor and living space on the second floor.
This is the house where I spent my school days.
The oil scent lingering in my nose.
During my school days, I lived intoxicated by the power(?) of being the chicken shop owner’s son.
Now it’s all in the past.
“I’m here.”
“Son? What brings you here without any notice?”
“I had business nearby. So I stopped by while I was at it.”
“I told you to come empty-handed. You always bring things like this.”
Creak―
My younger sibling coming down from the second floor was scratching his belly when our eyes met.
“Brother. You came?”
“Go wash up. What time do you think it is?”
“It’s my day off.”
“Listen. A person never knows when, where, or who they might meet, so you should maintain a neat appearance.”
“You’re nagging a lot, so you’re definitely my brother.”
My younger sibling with a five-year age gap.
They raised him with excessive pampering because he was a late child, so now he’s completely arrogant.
“Did you raise me? Dad and Mom did.”
“I have shares in changing your diapers.”
“Ew. Why are you still talking about that story until now!”
“When Dad and Mom went to fry chicken. Huh? That young me changed your poopy diapers and…”
“Ahhhhhhh! I can’t hear you. I can’t hear.”
Ugh.
Really has no sense.
“Woof! Woof!”
“Oh my. Did our Happy come to see his big brother?”
“Ugh. Don’t twist your tongue.”
My younger sibling stuck out his tongue.
After petting Happy, the family dog from my hometown, I looked around.
“Where’s Father?”
“He went on delivery, so he’ll be back soon. You should eat, son.”
Sniff.
Maybe it’s from smelling the oil.
Or maybe it’s from working my body so hard, but hunger suddenly hit me.
“Fried chicken.”
“Oppa. If you’re going to dip fried chicken in sauce, why not just get the sauced kind?”
What a foolish younger sibling.
Tsk tsk.
I shook my index finger left and right.
“Dipping crispy fried chicken in sauce is completely different from chewing soggy fried chicken that’s already been coated.”
To think the daughter of a chicken restaurant owner doesn’t know the proper way to eat it.
You’re not qualified.
“So you’re saying Mom’s fried chicken tastes bad? Mooooom!!!”
This is why fake news is scary.
I was just teaching my dim-witted younger sibling how to eat chicken properly.
The wicked brat is trying to drive a wedge between our parents and me by cutting out only part of what I said.
I knew exactly how to silence my lifelong nemesis.
“Take this.”
“What is it?”
“You’ll know when you see it.”
Shin Saimdang in a white envelope.
My younger sibling’s face lit up after checking the contents with their right hand.
“I love you, dear brother.”
“Ugh.”
“Isn’t this too thick? I heard you’ve been doing well lately though.”
“Your oppa is doing pretty well.”
“Ugh. I’ll put up with it since you gave me spending money.”
Even when I state facts, they react like that.
Rattle—
While I was having a light squabble with my younger sibling, Father opened the door and came in.
“I’m back.”
“Min-ho’s here. You wash your hands and sit down quickly too.”
“Oh. Son! What brings you here on a weekday.”
“When do Hunters ever distinguish between weekdays and weekends?”
If you’re not guild-affiliated, you’re freelancing.
“You must be tired from coming all this way. Let’s eat.”
Freshly fried chicken was placed on the table.
Steam rising up in wisps.
Even though I’ve been eating this taste for over 20 years and could imagine the crispiness and flavor with my eyes closed.
Gulp—
My mouth waters.
“Thank you for the meal.”
“Eat well.”
Mm.
Chicken really is the truth.
“Guui-dong Necromancer oppa.”
Damn it.
I almost cursed while eating chicken.
“Just mentioning the letter ‘G’ from Guui-dong and your allowance gets confiscated.”
“Tch.”
“Son. Don’t you think about joining a guild?”
“Actually, I have been getting offers from other guilds. I need to think about it.”
If I said I’d keep working as a freelancer, or rather through an agency, they’d probably worry.
“Dad wants you to do what you want to do.”
What I want to do.
Becoming the world’s strongest Hunter like Sir Isra said?
It’s still a vague goal that doesn’t feel very real.
Five years of struggling desperately just to get promoted to D-rank.
After meeting Sir Isra, I became completely absorbed in getting stronger itself.
But.
I’d never thought about wanting to do something specific.
Or about something I wanted to achieve.
“If nothing comes to mind right away, you can take your time thinking about it.”
“If you’re troubled, talk to Mom and Dad about it.”
My parents’ warm words.
I simply bowed my head deeply.
“Thank you.”
As soon as I raised my bowed head, something came toward my face.
It was a mobile phone in my younger sibling’s hand.
“Hey. You’re going to hit someone. If you do that.”
“Oppa. Did you happen to go to Manseok Lake?”
“I had business there.”
“Mom!!! Dad!!!”
“Look at this kid. How can you shout while eating?”
“O-oppa beat up the Mir Guild Hunters!”
Pffft—
The cola that sprayed from Dad’s mouth decorated the air like a spray bottle.
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