S-Classes That I Raised to Devour - Chapter 10

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Episode 10. The Runaway Kim Yeoul (2)
Yasha’s body was half-embedded in the cliff face. There were no signs of her getting free, but she didn’t loosen her grip on tension. It wasn’t over until it was over.
Unexpectedly, the Collection skill proved useful at this moment.
[Collection target has been updated.]
Collection target: Kim Yeoul
Gratitude Points: 192→
10,889
Kim Yeoul’s name, which had turned red when she transformed into Yasha, had now reverted to its original black.
The Gratitude Points had surged dramatically as well, but there was no time to celebrate now.
Thud, thud-thud.
Kim Yeoul’s body, embedded in the cliff face, began to work itself free.
I wanted to wait below and catch her, but my stamina was gone—I couldn’t afford it.
“If it won’t work, I’ll make it work.”
I pulled three Mana Stones from my inventory and tossed them into my mouth like candy.
Crunch!
If someone else saw me chewing raw, unrefined Mana Stones—pure crystallized magical power—they’d think it was suicide.
In fact, if most other people tried this, they’d die from acute mana poisoning.
But I’m fine. More precisely, I know how to make myself fine.
“Ugh, no flavor.”
Magical power spread from my mouth throughout my entire body. I collected the toxic parts separately in my saliva and spat them out.
Simple as it looked, sensing and guiding mana required considerable skill—impossible without it.
Ptooey!
I lost three million won, but I could instantly replenish one mana.
I cast a physical defense buff on Kim Yeoul as she fell from the cliff.
Thump!
When I checked where she landed, I was glad I’d applied the buff properly.
Sharp stone fragments were scattered everywhere—without that buff, she’d have become a porcupine.
I put my hand to Kim Yeoul’s nose. She was still breathing.
“Even so, she came through without a scratch.”
She had cuts bleeding here and there, but not a single broken bone.
Since Yasha was still a low level, I’d barely managed to knock her out. If her level had been just slightly higher…….
‘She wouldn’t have lost consciousness even embedded in that cliff.’
The S-rank Trait and Skills she possessed grew stronger with each battle.
It wasn’t for nothing that she was called the strongest Villain in history. Her S-rank Skill was absolutely broken.
That’s why my lips curled up naturally. If I just accumulated enough Gratitude Points, that broken Trait and Skill would become mine.
‘An S-rank costs one million Points to extract. If I want to take both, I’d need two million Points.’
The fortunate thing was that Kim Yeoul and Yasha shared Gratitude Points.
Not having to accumulate them separately was an absolute godsend.
‘To prevent the great disaster, one life isn’t enough. Yasha’s resurrection effect will be a solid insurance policy.’
But when would I ever gather one million Points?
There’s no need to rush. They say the beginning is half the battle.
“Endurance—that’s Chae Mujin’s specialty.”
Challenges worth facing were always welcome.
* * *
I carried the unconscious Kim Yeoul and laid her down next to Kim Jiwoo. As I moved things around, I noticed another person.
“This guy’s pretty lucky too. Without me, his head would’ve cracked open.”
I laid the attacker party’s healer down next to the others and naturally rummaged through his pockets.
“Oh, so you were the token carrier?”
A whole bunch of Passing Tokens. I counted them—twenty-seven. Combined with the twenty-one we’d earned, that made forty-eight total, exceeding our goal of thirty by eighteen.
But the farming wasn’t over.
[Collection target: Do Bokchul]
Gratitude Points: 10,000
[Collection List]
Trait:
‣Shared Healing (D)―3,000 [Collectable]
Skill:
‣Light of Healing (D)―3,000 [Collectable]
Item:
‣Basic Mana Storage Necklace―1,000 [Collectable]
‣Mana Crystal (8)―1,000 [Collectable]
Because I’d saved the healer Do Bokchul’s life, Gratitude Points had accumulated generously.
‘Saving someone’s life builds ten thousand Gratitude Points? Is that the rate?’
There was no reason to ignore Gratitude Points accumulated like this.
He was an attacker coming to steal our Passing Tokens, yet I’d personally saved his life—from his perspective it was karmic retribution, and from mine it was fair compensation.
[You have collected the Trait ‘Shared Healing (D)’, the Skill ‘Light of Healing (D)’, and the ‘Basic Mana Storage Necklace’ from Do Bokchul.]
After extracting even the items cleanly, the attacker looked less like an assailant and more like a patron.
「Trait―Shared Healing (D)」
•When you use a healing Skill on another person, the caster also heals for half the effect.
「Skill―Light of Healing (D)」
•Slowly heals the wounds of a designated target.
Standard healer Trait and Skill. But the fact that I, a Supporter, now possessed them held tremendous significance.
“Now I can deal damage and self-heal all on my own.”
I could even manage solo play, something I never dreamed of in my past life.
‘Stay calm. Whatever level I reach, the Traits and Skills I learn will all be Supporter-type anyway.’
I’d broken free of the Supporter role’s limitations in half a day, but that was only becoming capable of such things—it didn’t make me a true powerhouse yet.
‘I need to level up more, and steal more Traits and Skills.’
My limbs, which had felt heavy as lead, suddenly felt light, and satisfaction bloomed across my face in a natural smile.
Regardless, I had to exit the Dungeon.
Slap-slap!
I couldn’t carry these unconscious bastards out, so I ruthlessly slapped all three across the face.
“Agh?!”
“Gasp!”
Kim Jiwoo and Do Bokchul jolted awake in shock, while Kim Yeoul stirred groggily as if waking from the best nap of her life.
“You just go on your way, sir.”
Do Bokchul, my business with him complete, I abandoned him.
Do Bokchul didn’t understand the situation, but he at least grasped that his party had abandoned him.
“Damn it!”
Without knowing that his Trait and Skill had vanished, he bolted off desperately to find his party.
“H-hey, boss. Where’d those bastards go? Those goddamn sons of bitches?”
Kim Jiwoo asked once he’d come to his senses, but I gave him a flat look.
It was like looking at gum that had lost all its flavor.
“They all ran. Don’t worry. We kept our tokens, and more importantly, they left theirs behind too. Forty-eight total. Now we just need to get out.”
Kim Yeoul flinched at the mention of tokens, then opened her parched mouth.
“Was there… any trouble?”
From that reaction, I understood that Kim Yeoul was aware of her alternate personality, Yasha.
“Hell yeah there was trouble. But we’ll talk about it after we leave this place.”
“My glasses…?”
“I picked them up just in case, but they broke.”
“…I’ll just not wear them.”
“Get up even if it’s hard. Don’t forget we’re still in a Dungeon.”
Goblins were one thing, but another party might come after our tokens.
“Ugh, what? Something feels off. What’s missing? Why does everything feel so incomplete?”
Kim Jiwoo hadn’t visually confirmed his Trait and Skill were gone, but he clearly sensed something was vacant.
“You’re just not fully conscious yet. I’ll lead the way, so keep up.”
The two of them were still dazed, but they followed behind me on pure survival instinct.
A Dungeon’s entrance is either fixed or random. Fortunately, this Goblin Dungeon had a fixed layout.
Still, you’d normally have to explore to find the exit, but I found it immediately.
In any other circumstance, the two would’ve marveled at how I’d found the exit so quickly, but they were in no state for that.
“W-what? My Trait, my Skill! I can’t see them. They’re gone? Why is my entire inventory empty?!”
After exiting the Dungeon, Kim Jiwoo checked his status window and belatedly realized his Trait, Skill, and items had all vanished.
“Uh, what’s wrong with this guy?”
“Acute mana poisoning? Restrain him!”
The officials waiting outside quickly restrained Kim Jiwoo.
“Let go, you crazy bastards! I’m not crazy! Boss! Say something, boss!”
Kim Jiwoo desperately called out to me, but I’d already slipped away to a secluded corner with Kim Yeoul.
Kim Yeoul didn’t even notice Kim Jiwoo being dragged away.
Even if she had, she couldn’t have helped. She was in crisis herself.
Kim Yeoul’s complexion darkened rapidly as she stared at me. I wore the expression of someone who knew everything.
‘It’s over.’
Kim Yeoul knew that whenever she lost consciousness, the surroundings turned into a sea of blood.
It wasn’t hard to know that she’d done it all. Blood soaked her fists.
Because there were no witnesses until now, she’d never been reported. But today a witness had appeared.
‘She’ll definitely report me. As a Villain.’
Those who use Awakened Abilities for crime—Villains. The state would never forgive a Villain.
Even with her identity exposed, Kim Yeoul didn’t run. In fact, she thought it was for the best.
The guilt of having killed countless people, including her father.
The helplessness of being unable to control her other personality. Each day had been hell.
But one person came to mind, and her heart changed.
‘My little sister.’
If she was arrested, who would take care of her sister?
Her sister’s face, waiting for her endlessly even now, wavered before her eyes.
‘Even if I become a Villain, if I can just save my sister….’
It was then that a dark, unyielding resolve began to bloom in her heart.
“Miss Yeoul, what are you thinking about?”
Chae Mujin, who’d briefly vanished from sight, had returned.
“Manager… you saw, didn’t you? The other… me.”
I spoke as carefully as possible, in case anyone was listening, and Chae Mujin replied as if it were nothing.
“Let’s go get some food first. There’s a twenty-four-hour Korean barbecue place nearby.”
“…Huh?”
“Don’t worry about money. I sold the extra Passing Tokens. My treat.”
“I’m not sure I have an appetite….”
“We’re having beef. You’re really not going to eat? It’s not imported—it’s Korean beef.”
“Korean… beef?”
Grrrrowl.
Despite the weight in her heart, her body was honest. It cried out that it was hungry, that it wanted meat.
The dark resolve trying to bloom in her chest faded quickly, replaced instead by a hot, crimson flush.
“…I’ll eat.”
And so Kim Yeoul, her ears bright red, followed Chae Mujin to eat meat.
* * *
A passport photo of a man whose eyes seemed bothered but whose mouth forced a smile.
“Hm, when I heard Hwa turned down the proposal, I thought I might know the face. Guess not.”
An elderly man with white hair gazed steadily at the man in the photograph.
“Chairman, I’ve also brought his personal information.”
“Never mind that. Don’t rob me of the pleasure of discovering him myself.”
“I’ll dispose of it immediately.”
The man who appeared to be a secretary quickly put the documents away and handed over different ones.
“Here are the final scores from the second exam.”
“Where did I put my glasses…. Ah, bother. You tell me instead. How many perfect scorers are there?”
“Just one.”
“It must be our Hwa, naturally?”
“Miss Lee Hwa placed second with nineteen points.”
“Our Hwa came in second? I promised her a kiss if she didn’t get first, and now she’s done it. Well, well, well!”
“I’m terribly sorry to report.”
“What could you possibly be sorry for? If anything, I’m delighted. The possibility of getting a kiss I haven’t received in twenty years—and now I’m curious who beat our Hwa to first place.”
The Chairman rose from his chair, and he was remarkably short.
It wasn’t purely his height—it was his hunched back.
The Chairman, who had difficulty walking without a cane, stood at the window and gazed out at the night view.
“Did you find out who that Supporter was who scored a perfect on the first exam?”
“Yes. Applicant number seventy-seven, named Chae Mujin.”
“Could he have gotten a perfect score on the second exam too?”
“He did.”
“Surely the one who turned down our Hwa’s proposal isn’t also named Chae Mujin?”
“…It is Chae Mujin.”
“Heh, hehehehe!”
It was a soft, gentle laugh, but the secretary felt his breath catch.
‘Even though it’s been over a month since I became an A-rank Hunter, the Chairman is still like heaven itself.’
His legs trembled. He tried with all his might to hold steady, but his limit was approaching fast.
Thump!
His legs finally gave out, and the secretary fell to his knees, his forehead striking the floor.
“I beg your pardon, Chairman!”
Though he’d done nothing wrong, the words of apology came naturally.
No answer came back. Still, the secretary kept his head down for a long time, and only after ten minutes did he cautiously raise it.
“…Chairman?”
The Chairman, who had clearly been standing in front of the window, had vanished without a trace.
The secretary’s skin prickled with goosebumps. He felt something foreign in his pocket and pulled it out—a note.
The Chairman’s handwriting.
He stood at the only entrance to the room. Yet the secretary hadn’t noticed the Chairman pass, nor felt him place the note in his pocket.
“Ha… haha.”
Society revered those over level 300 as superhuman, but the secretary couldn’t claim to be superhuman himself.
Though both A-rank, the gap between the Chairman and himself was as vast as the distance between a millipede and a human.
The secretary suppressed his sense of emptiness and read the note the Chairman had left behind.
―Go meet that fellow Chae Mujin for a moment.

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