My Right Hand Is Too Strong - Chapter 113

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My Right Hand Is Too Strong Episode 113

Episode 113. S-Rank Monster

In my inverted field of vision, a werewolf was charging at me at tremendous speed.

The creature with beast-like bent legs that weren’t human could leap several meters with just one kick off the ground.

The beast that reached me in an instant with that ordinary running motion immediately swung its claws.

“Is this why it’s called the strongest A-rank monster?”

Crash—

Sharp claws effortlessly toppled the tree.

Having already landed on the ground and moved to another location, I gaped at the falling tree.

“It didn’t even seem to use mana.”

No, to be precise

‘I should say it doesn’t know how to use mana.’

I could definitely sense strong mana from the werewolf.

But the creature wasn’t using mana.

It was simply wielding overwhelming strength through the mana filling its body.

‘Werewolves that can manipulate mana are called something different anyway.’

As I recalled the creature’s name in my head, I clicked my tongue at the sight of the werewolf charging again.

“Anyway, this much exploration should be enough.”

I could see it was quite powerful, and I understood well why this creature was always mentioned when asked who the strongest A-rank monster was.

An ordinary A-rank Hunter wouldn’t even be able to keep up with its speed, so how could they defeat that thing?

But what could I do.

[Black Dragon]

It was clearly visible to my eyes.

Taking one step forward, I quietly extended my scale-covered right hand toward the front.

At the same time, a faint vibration was felt in my fist.

Soon my right hand became damp.

“Ah.”

The werewolf burst into blood without even leaving a trace of its form.

I looked at the forest that had turned red and muttered quietly.

“I’m screwed?”

The test condition was definitely to collect right ears.

Would there be a right ear left in this pool of blood?

Letting out a big sigh, I scratched the back of my head and glanced behind me.

“…”

The dark forest where moonlight didn’t reach.

After briefly looking beyond it, I soon leaped toward where another scream could be heard.

* * *

“Huh.”

Thud.

Do Pi-hyeon came down from the tree.

He threw the unconscious man far away and walked toward the blood-stained area.

“Han Mi-reo, I’d heard rumors but didn’t know it would be to this extent.”

The rumors about Black Dragon Han Mi-reo were considerable.

That he was different from ordinary rookies.

That he could compete with S-rank Hunters even when he was a C-rank Hunter.

Do Pi-hyeon, who had been living at home scratching his belly because no requests came in, scoffed while watching such people’s discussions.

He even left comments asking where they got off comparing Han Mi-reo to anyone, and ended up fighting for three whole days.

“I thought no matter how strong he was, how much could it be.”

Of course, he too thought the opinions he saw in the comments had validity.

What was there to say.

He was a talent that veteran Demon King protected and looked after so much.

Even Tae Sa-ja, whom only Comet and a very few knew about, was talented enough to be in the ranks of the strongest A-rank.

He thought if someone was being looked after by Demon King, they would definitely be an A-rank or higher skilled person.

“Who would have thought that absurd and illogical post was true.”

Han Mi-reo’s military power that he watched out of curiosity was beyond imagination.

Just one strike.

Not even throwing a punch, but just bringing it close turned the werewolf called the strongest A-rank into a handful of blood.

In his common sense, only S-rank Hunters could cause such a phenomenon.

“I’d like to spar with him sometime.”

Of course, he was really curious so he threatened the Association saying ‘If you let me handle Han Mi-reo, I’ll work for free!’

But seeing such power with his own eyes made him feel like running over right now to have a match.

Of course.

“But I won’t because it’s bothersome.”

Such proactive behavior didn’t suit Escape King Do Pi-hyeon.

Yawning lazily, he lightly flicked his finger.

At that moment, threads of mana extending from his body stretched somewhere into the forest.

Soon people with their clothes caught on the mana threads came dangling from there.

“Damn brats, I clearly gave warnings before entering but they can’t understand.”

Haah…

Should I have taken money after all.

Doing cleanup work for the kids without pay really killed my motivation.

Turning around, he kicked off the ground toward where the screams had come from.

“…”

Only the lonely traces of what had been a werewolf remained where he left.

* * *

“Nine now.”

Crouching in front of the collapsed werewolf with a hole in its abdomen, I compressed mist heavily above my right hand.

[Thousand Transformations]

A small line appeared above my hand.

Lightly swinging that line to cut off the werewolf’s right ear, I stood up.

“I don’t hear screams anymore.”

Until I caught the sixth one, I could still hear screams occasionally.

But now I couldn’t hear any screams at all.

“I guess everyone who was going to be eliminated has been eliminated.”

No one would have died anyway.

Do Pi-hyeon would have taken care of all the retired people.

So I need to quickly catch the last one and move on.

Thinking that, I spread my mana widely.

Very widely spreading mana so faint it was invisible to the eye.

The surrounding environment that could be detected without seeing with eyes.

The terrain of this place and the arrangement of trees were recorded as if engraved in my mind.

As I continued spreading mana to find the last werewolf.

“Hmm?”

I discovered a somewhat strange presence.

The presence was enormous.

Seeing that it even had sharpness, it wasn’t a human presence.

But.

“Mana?”

Unlike the werewolf, that presence was precisely using mana.

What is it.

Werewolves definitely shouldn’t be able to use mana.

Why on earth would a werewolf be using mana-

“No way.”

A single thought flashed through my mind.

The moment that thought was clearly imprinted.

“….”

The owner of the presence turned its head toward where I was.

“Awoooooo—!”

Very roughly.

It let out a howling filled with mana.

Fear.

The act of roaring roughly while infusing one’s mana.

This could only be used by those who possessed a certain level of mana and excellent mana proficiency.

It was an act that only a few A-rank Hunters and monsters of equivalent level could perform.

“…Ha.”

Right.

This required excellent mana proficiency to perform.

A werewolf that couldn’t even handle mana would absolutely be incapable of this.

“Stop making that dog barking noise.”

Tsk.

Clicking my tongue, I unhesitatingly released mist over my right hand.

My right hand was instantly covered in dark mist.

[Muhan (Mist Return)]

Mist covered my body.

Among all parts, the largest amount of mist covered my fist.

Clenching my fist wrapped in swirling mist, I roughly threw a punch forward.

“Kerhng!”

Crash.

Fist and claws collided.

The claws that gleamed as if moonlight dwelt within them couldn’t pierce through the dark mist and shattered into pieces.

Beyond the sharp claw fragments flying through the air, I saw a werewolf with snow-white fur and red eyes.

No.

“Lycanthrope.”

“Grrrrr…!”

I was looking at an S-rank monster, a Lycanthrope.

It looked at its shattered claws and then spread its hand wide.

Its claws regenerated at rapid speed.

Having restored its shattered claws to their original state, it growled low and glared at me.

“This one has no intention of running away.”

“Whine whine.”

Even though it could use mana, had its intelligence not evolved beyond that of a dog?

I naturally thought it would flee, but instead it burned with even more hostility toward me.

“Actually, this works out well.”

Do Pi-hyeon had said.

Collect the right ear of a monster inside the Gate.

“He didn’t specifically say to only hunt werewolves, did he?”

A monster inside the Gate.

That meant Lycanthropes were included too, right?

Pulling up the corners of my mouth, I looked at the Lycanthrope.

“The werewolf supply around here was already running dry anyway.”

Whether I had processed them too quickly.

Or whether its sensitive nose had detected the scent of its kin’s blood.

Finding the ninth werewolf had taken quite a long time.

But now a target had appeared right before my eyes?

How could I resist this?

“Good thing I didn’t use Black Dragon.”

If I had just used ‘Black Dragon’, the Lycanthrope would have exploded and died instantly.

That wouldn’t do.

I couldn’t repeat the same mistake.

Therefore, I didn’t use ‘Black Dragon’ and instead kicked off the ground while only wrapping my body in mist.

[Smoke Mist – Rampage]

Dark mist gathered in my fist.

The mist was compressed but began writhing as if it wasn’t compressed.

Reaching close range in an instant, I threw a punch toward the Lycanthrope’s abdomen.

“Kyaing!”

The Lycanthrope tumbled with a cute sound like a dog.

Still, befitting an S-rank monster, it didn’t explode and die in one hit like the werewolves.

I kicked off the ground again to finish off the creature.

No, I tried to kick off.

“…So you don’t just take hits lying down?”

If only I hadn’t felt a stinging sensation on my cheek.

Raising my left hand, I carefully touched my cheek.

Red blood stained my fingertips.

The moment it was hit, it had consumed mana to push its speed to the limit, then used an afterimage to scratch my cheek.

“Grrrowl….”

Drip, drop.

Red blood flowed from its muzzle.

Its snow-white fur was stained red.

Even so, it didn’t flee and glared at me fiercely.

“Awoooo—!”

The Lycanthrope suddenly threw its head back and roared.

This roar contained no mana.

It was just pure.

A roar made with its throat alone.

Having finished its roar that was long if you called it long, short if you called it short, it slowly crouched down.

“….”

The Lycanthrope stood on four legs instead of two.

As if its preparations were complete, it fixed its red eyes on me and suddenly began explosively releasing mana.

‘Here it comes.’

Thump, thump, thump!

As time passed, increasingly larger amounts of mana exploded from its body.

Having exploded mana beyond its limits, it began scattering red blood from its entire body.

But as if it didn’t matter.

After exploding mana once more, it straightened its bent knees.

At that moment.

“It disappeared?”

The Lycanthrope’s form vanished.

I urgently tried to track its location and scattered more mana.

And I realized.

“Kyaing!”

“Urgh…!”

The fact that the creature had burned all its mana to push its speed to the absolute limit.

An intense impact felt on my shoulder.

Thanks to the clothes made of dark iron, I wasn’t wounded, but the force was considerable.

‘Speed is weight, they say.’

Fast.

So fast that each attack was incredibly heavy.

Shoulder, leg, side, leg.

Arm, cheek, leg, leg.

The impacts traveled up through my body.

Every time the creature moved, fresh blood that wasn’t mine splattered high into the sky.

“…”

I could sense its position.

But I couldn’t react to the creature’s speed.

The speed of the creature that had burned its life was that fast.

‘The legs again.’

Thud.

Once again, an impact felt on my legs.

The creature deliberately aimed for my legs, not my head.

Even beasts would instinctively know that the head is a weak point.

Why?

Why does it keep targeting my legs instead of my head?

I cautiously lowered the guard I had been keeping up.

Even so, the lycanthrope only aimed for my legs, not my head.

“…Ah. I see.”

A shock like being hit in the back of the head with a hammer.

Unable to help it, I activated ‘Black Dragon’ and struck the ground hard.

“Grrrr…”

The lycanthrope stopped moving due to the massive shockwave.

The pure white fur that had been glowing was nowhere to be seen, and seeing the creature with red fur soaked in its own blood, I put my hand in my pocket.

And from there, I pulled out a white cloth wrapping something.

“It’s because of this, isn’t it?”

“…Whine!”

I carefully unfolded the white cloth I had taken from my pocket.

Inside was the right ear of a werewolf with brown fur attached.

“These guys, were they your subordinates?”

“Grrrr…”

I see.

That’s how it was.

This creature wasn’t fearless.

It was trying to get revenge by sacrificing its own life against the trash who killed its subordinates and desecrated their corpses.

“Grr. Grrrr.”

The creature weakly bowed its head toward me.

Perhaps because I had conversed with Cheo-ri for so long, I seemed to understand what that gesture meant.

“…Are you apologizing?”

“Whine.”

For its kin attacking first and for attacking me as well.

The creature was apologizing to me.

After bowing its head in apology, the creature raised its front paw, blood dripping from it, and pointed at the bundle containing the ear in my hand.

Clicking my tongue, I tied the cloth tightly and threw it high into the sky.

Then.

“Cheo-ri.”

“Kkyuu.”

I commanded Cheo-ri.

To purify it with hot hellfire before the cloth touched the ground.

Black ash falling gently.

Seeing that, I bowed my head toward the lycanthrope in apology.

“Is this enough?”

The creature wasn’t resenting me for killing its kin.

Monster society follows the law of the jungle.

Killing and being killed is natural.

However, taking a subordinate’s corpse had a different meaning.

That’s why it was trying to stop me.

“I’m sorry. If I had known, I wouldn’t have done this.”

“Grrrr…”

I had only done it to pass the test.

I didn’t know they were someone’s precious subordinates.

Without thinking that such beings existed among Earth’s monsters.

I had done something I shouldn’t have done to the creature.

‘If I saw someone carrying the body parts of people around me in their pocket, I would have lost my mind too.’

This was my fault for being ignorant.

My fault for being insensitive despite having Cheo-ri as an example right beside me.

Perhaps reading my sincerity.

The lycanthrope seemed relieved.

Or perhaps grateful that I understood.

It let out a somewhat sorrowful cry and collapsed.

And.

[The masterless wolf, ‘Runar’ expresses deep gratitude to you.]

[The individual, ‘Runar’ has achieved the conditions to be recorded in the ‘Roster’.]

[The name of the individual, ‘Runar’ is inscribed in the ‘Roster’.]

The lycanthrope named ‘Runar’ thus.

Departed to the Underworld, following those who had died before.

‘So you can be recorded in the Roster even without the Tower.’

Looking at the black mist disappearing high into the sky, I muttered quietly.

“…So what do I do now?”

To pass the preliminary round, I need to collect ten werewolf ears.

But I had burned the ones I had painstakingly collected.

This is quite troublesome.

Even if I try to collect new ones, knowing that Runar expressed gratitude to me makes it difficult.

While I was scratching the back of my head in frustration.

A subdued voice came from behind me.

“Don’t worry. I’ll pass you at my discretion.”

“That’s a relief then.”

“You’re not surprised. As if you knew I was watching.”

“That’s not something someone who didn’t even try to hide their presence should say.”

Turning my head, I smiled as I looked at Do Pi-hyeon walking out of the darkness.

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