The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 113

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 113
“Ahahaha, Kim Ju-im. Our Kim Ju-im came from America and doesn’t understand Korean culture well. In Korea, you don’t just joke around like that with your superiors.”
I clenched my teeth and placed my hand on Pee So-won’s shoulder.
Then Pee So-won stared at me and spoke.
“It wasn’t a joke.”
“Ah, well….”
I clenched my teeth even tighter.
Please, stop spouting nonsense.
Whether we win or lose, there’s nothing good about this either way!
No matter how much of a world-class sharpshooter Pee So-won is, the opponent is Choi Se-a.
Does she know what tricks Choi Se-a has set up in the Hunter Association’s shooting range and still made this bet?
Besides, if we lose, my finger gets blown off, but even if we win, there’s nothing good about it.
Sure, I’d get an item from winning, but Choi Se-a would mark me as an enemy, and that could interfere with future undercover investigations.
‘I must capture Choi Se-a with my own hands, you idiot.’
My life is on the line.
And above all, this bet can never be broken in the middle. Because—
“I didn’t take it as a joke either. So you step back for a moment.”
Choi Se-a pushed me aside with her finger.
Choi Se-a’s eyes gleamed with light.
Like a leopard eyeing its prey, Choi Se-a kept her gaze fixed on Pee So-won—no, Kim Ju-im—as she spoke.
“Then let’s make a contract.”
At that moment, I felt something like an inexplicable resonance in Choi Se-a’s voice.
It didn’t seem like her voice was actually echoing.
It was like hearing her voice from within rather than from outside, the way the Zelkova Tree speaks.
It felt as though Choi Se-a’s voice was dominating my nerves.
“For our wager, stake your right index finger and one of the items here.”
Choi Se-a looked at Pee So-won.
This is it.
‘Choi Se-a’s skill.’
Themis’s Blade, as it’s called.
Though not widely known externally, Choi Se-a’s ability was also related to mental domination, just like Choi Jun-gu’s.
However, unlike Choi Jun-gu, she couldn’t completely enslave someone, but she could bind her opponent to a contract.
Just like now, when she recites the contract terms and the opponent agrees, they become unable to break this contract.
Like a Greek tragedy, they become unable to break this contract no matter what, or else—
‘They meet death in the way Choi Se-a desires.’
That’s why her skill is named Themis’s Blade.
Because Themis is the goddess of justice.
You know, that goddess statue standing in courtrooms holding a sword and scales with her eyes covered.
Though I doubt that goddess would do something like this….
‘Ugh.’
I opened my mouth and stepped between Pee So-won, who was about to agree to her contract, and Choi Se-a.
“I believe we need to add two conditions to the contract terms.”
“…?”
In that instant, Pee So-won, Choi Se-a, and Kwon Ik-seong all turned their gaze toward me.
The moment Choi Se-a looked at me, a strange impulse to submit to her surged within me, but I suppressed it.
‘Is this also some kind of power passed down through bloodline?’
However, I was someone who had become exceptionally skilled at preserving my sense of self after countless possessions.
I’m the kind of person who can resist even when craving sundae, who can endure weakness, and who has even returned from the state of enlightenment back to the mortal realm!
With that thought, I spoke.
“The game shall be fair. And both parties shall accept the outcome of this game without complaint.”
The word “accept without complaint” was quite ambiguous.
But the more ambiguous such words were, the greater the contract’s binding power became.
That was what made Themis’s Sword so terrifying.
The moment the other party attempted to exploit that ambiguity and breach the contract, the contracting party would become bound by it.
And Choi Se-a knew this peculiarity of her skill well and utilized it effectively.
‘That’s why Choi Se-a became the director of the Member Guild Bureau.’
The reason why Choi Jun-gu would never remove her from that position, even though she hired secretaries based solely on appearance and spent money recklessly like a tyrant.
There was no one more suited than Choi Se-a for controlling the member guilds.
Once Choi Se-a made a contract with a guild master, that guild master would inevitably submit to her.
However, even this remarkable skill had its weakness.
Choi Se-a herself was bound by the contract as well.
Because Themis must be impartial.
Choi Se-a’s eyes narrowed as she heard my words.
“You don’t trust me?”
Every time Choi Se-a’s eyebrows twitched, cold sweat ran down the back of my neck.
Looking into her beautiful eyes, my mind filled only with admiration and awe.
It was a completely different emotion from the respect and wonder I had felt when conversing with the Zelkova Tree.
Back then, my mind had felt illuminated and my heart had become too comfortable—that was the problem. This time it was the opposite.
My mind was completely filled with only her gaze, my brain bound tight so that I could think of nothing else.
Because of this suffocation, my head felt like it might burst.
Rather than endure this frustration, I wanted to say right now that I would do everything according to Choi Se-a’s wishes.
‘But I can’t do that.’
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, but we can’t know what the Equipment Team will do, can we? Since you’re the director… you’ll likely win, but if you were to lose, you have your secretaries and….”
I maintained the proper tone and manner of social interaction, passing the ball back in a way that suggested I was doubting the system rather than doubting her.
Watching me, Choi Se-a let a faint smile play across her lips.
As if she could see through every hidden meaning in my words.
“Right. That’s possible. Fine. Then let’s add those two conditions.”
…!
What? She’s surprisingly cooperative.
“The game shall be conducted with absolute fairness. Should even the slightest foul play interfere with the game, I will forfeit my right index finger. And as a result of this game, neither of us shall suffer any disadvantage beyond what the contract stipulates.”
A voice that resonated through the space itself.
When Choi Se-a raised her right index finger, the equipment team swallowed hard.
The secretaries behind Choi Se-a saw it clearly as well.
In other words, by holding up her index finger, Choi Se-a was sending a warning message to her subordinates.
‘If you mess up and my finger gets cut off, your neck will be next.’
…Sigh.
Truly a remarkable person in every way.
Pee So-won watched her and raised one corner of her mouth.
“Let’s do it that way.”
Choi Se-a laughed at the brief response.
With that, the inexplicable heaviness that had enveloped the air disappeared.
Everyone around me, including myself, exhaled sighs of relief.
It seemed they all felt the same suffocation I did.
And soon, an employee who had been called in without knowing the situation spoke in a flat voice.
“Director. The shooting range is ready.”

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“The game rules are simple. As you know, magic bullets have good elasticity, right? So you use that elasticity to hit moving monsters. Of course, you have to hit the exact spot for the monster to die, right?”
….
I was a fool for imagining the shooting range inside the Special Investigations Bureau.
Wearing goggles and a headset, I frowned while looking down at Choi Se-a through the glass window.
The Hunter Association’s shooting range was nothing like what I’d imagined—not some simple space with barriers and targets.
It was about three times the size of a typical squash court, and on the second floor there was a separate glass-enclosed space where one could look down and monitor the shooting below.
I stood there with the employee assigned to the shooting range, Pee So-won, and Choi Se-a’s secretaries.
Kwon Ik-seong, disguised as Cheon Min-jun, looked down at Choi Se-a with an unreadable expression.
Choi Se-a’s voice from the first floor echoed up to the second floor.
And on the first floor, something blade-like bounced off the walls like a squash ball.
“When the beeping sound goes off, you hit that moving object with a red dot.”
A red dot?
I watched the object bouncing off the walls with a whirring sound.
Object? That’s just a blade.
And I don’t even see any red dot!
And furthermore—
“We don’t usually do this, but I’ll set the speed to maximum, and if you miss, you might get cut by that blade. Not the neck, but maybe your arm could be severed?”
Is she insane?
I looked toward Pee So-won, but the sound that came from her mouth was, as always, psychopathic.
“The neck could be severed too.”
That’s not happening, you bastard!

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