The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! - Chapter 41

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The Magic Hunter Girl Decorates a Dungeon! Episode 41

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“Screeeeeeeech!”
Inside the Mana Stone Processing Plant.
A Hunter with a severe wound to his arm lay writhing on the floor.
Two members of the medical team came running at once. One administered a painkiller injection; the other stuffed a blanket into the wounded man’s mouth.
“Mmmph!”
The victim’s screams and the blood spraying from his thrashing were soon swallowed by the blanket.
At that moment, a young man in a suit inspecting the facility frowned.
“What’s that? He looks badly hurt… Did you call 119?”
A middle-aged man beside him bowed obsequiously.
“No, sir. We handle treatment internally.”
“That’s a well-run factory. If word gets out from the Hunter Association or the Ministry of Employment and Labor, the group will bury this place, you understand?”
“Of course, sir! Until young master Kim Dong-ha takes over, not even a mouse getting crushed will be mentioned.”
“…Until?”
“And of course, after he takes over as well!”
“That’s what I want to hear.”
Kim Dong-ha, one of the heirs to the Chaebol GEG Group, puffed out his chest with confidence in the strong leadership he’d just demonstrated.
A mid-tier Mana Stone refining company.
Using this place as his stepping stone, his future would blossom brilliantly.
Though occasionally—very occasionally—memories of the girlfriend he’d left first would tug at him with a bittersweet ache….
‘Well, breaking up was the right call.’
She was raising a younger brother who was only in second grade.
‘A nine-year-old is basically a wild animal, right? I almost became part of a family with some whiny little brat. Horrifying.’
There had been a time when he’d wanted to embrace everything about Hyun-ji.
‘I would’ve pushed through even if my mother objected.’
But when his mother heard of his marriage plans, she conducted a background check on Hyun-ji and screamed.
‘A dirt-poor woman with a kid! And she works three shifts! How could you sleep peacefully at night living with someone like that? You’ll end up taking melatonin because your circadian rhythm will be destroyed!’
His father, hearing the story secondhand, also grabbed his neck.
‘Your wife needs to be someone who’ll build the company with you! Ordinary people can barely manage their own assets! And she’s raising a sibling? A woman like this should only be reading about other people’s problems on the internet!’
In the end, Dong-ha accepted his parents’ argument.
After that, he’d called Hyun-ji over and ended things politely.
He loved her, but marriage was impossible. However, he suggested they could stay together as long as she didn’t overstep boundaries.
‘I thought it was a reasonable proposal.’
For some reason, he’d gotten hit with a shopping bag. That was the end of it.
‘Huh… I thought rationality was her charm. Guess people really do show their true nature in a crisis.’
Breaking up had been the right move. Definitely the right move.
Her flowing hair that had swayed gently when she rushed over right after work, her warm brown eyes—none of it missed him anymore….
“Sniff….”
“Huh? Director Kim, what’s that smell? Why are you suddenly covering your face…?”
“Ah, the air quality here isn’t great.”
“Oh my. We ran the air purifier when we heard you were coming… I’ll show you out right away. Please tell the chairman it was all fine.”
Dong-ha finished his brief tour and left the Mana Stone refining plant. The staff trailed behind him like courtiers in a historical drama.
And after that.
“Gasp, gasp… Please, please, call 119….”
“Why call 119? The treatment’s done.”
“How is this treatment!”
The injured Hunter raised his arm. Because the bleeding had stopped too soon, the bandage was already soaked with blood.
The Foreman turned his head sharply.
“Everyone ignore him. If anyone asks, say he got hurt messing with the machines on his own. Like always.”
The workers deliberately turned away from the injured man.
The factory returned to normal.
But not everyone had abandoned him.
Someone bent down as if picking something up and whispered.
“Out the back door in ten minutes. I’ll connect you with a real doctor.”

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The day of the deployment. Geum-hui checked the situation several times over.
“Ijji, did you put on the Safety Vest and the Swift Stone Shoes? You packed the Whistle, Buzzer, and Rainbow Butterfly in your pocket?”
“Yes. What about you, Grandmother?”line id=”62″>”I’ve got everything. My goodness, selling those Mana Stones you gave me, I can finally furnish the Gymnasium properly.”

Mostly low-Rank items, but sufficient for emergency use.
“Ijji. What do you do when a bad adult approaches?”
“Blow the Whistle and run away!”
“Smart girl! And if a villain ever grabs you, listen here.”
Geum-hui pulled out a tattered doll. It looked like a dental model used for education at a children’s dentist.
“You stab the villain with this.”
But the moment she recognized it as a Hunter item, information flooded Ijji’s sight.
Molars Remember Everything (E+)
: Whoever is pierced by the root section of this doll will relive every sensation ever experienced at the dentist for the rest of their life.
‘That’s terrifying!’
Ijji shuddered, and Geum-hui laughed heartily.
“You won’t need to use it with Grandmother around. Now let’s go.”
“Yes!”
With her Grimoire packed in her bag, the two of them set off excitedly toward the Subway Station.
The address led them to an old Four-Story Building nestled in a winding alley.
The two climbed floor by floor from the top, asking about someone’s whereabouts and gauging the shopkeepers’ reactions.
Fourth floor: fortune-telling parlor. Third floor: labor agency. Second floor: tearoom….
In this slowly decaying space, the elderly shopkeepers all seemed bewildered by talk of a lost Cellphone.
Geum-hui sighed.
“No leads here.”
“I got way too much….”
Every shopkeeper pressed snacks into Ijji’s hands, saying, “But how can you leave empty-handed!” so many times.
Ijji’s bag was so full she sucked on yogurt pouches to make room.
The first floor was a yellowed “For Lease” sign taped to what looked like a failed office—nothing worth investigating.
Now only the Basement remained.
Below a thin mat-covered makeshift staircase, a rusted metal shutter blocked the space. Beyond a small hole in its center lay absolute darkness.
Gulp. Nervous swallowing.
“You wait here.”
“Yes….”
Geum-hui carefully descended the stairs and knocked on the shutter.
A hoarse voice answered from within.
“What brings you?”
“Well, I’m looking for something. My grandson dropped his Cellphone around here somewhere.”
“What kind of phone?”
“These days all phones look the same, so I’m not sure. Would you mind if I called it from here to see?”
“Go ahead and try. If I hear anything, I’ll give you a sign.”
Geum-hui gripped the Knuckles in her pocket with her left hand and pressed the call button with her right—
“…Bingo!”
The moment a voice answered from inside, the staircase shuddered.
Whoooosh…!
The stairs leading down to the Basement tilted diagonally. Like an inclined plane used to move cargo.
Starting from the top step, it began to slope, and Ijji slid first.
“Kyaaah!”
“Oh my!”
Geum-hui threw herself forward to catch Ijji. In that instant, the shutter rolled up, and both of them shot through the improvised slide into the space beyond.
‘This is like a villain’s trap… pfft!’
Surprisingly, waiting at the end of the stairs was neither a hard dirt floor nor spiky traps—
but a soft bed.
‘Huh?’
The ceiling and walls were all pristine white. A faint antiseptic smell drifted through the air.
It was a clinic room any way you looked at it.
The two stood up in confusion. Only one path remained ahead.
A doorway labeled [Director’s Office].
Geum-hui stepped forward cautiously.
As her footsteps echoed in the quiet space, a cold voice answered from behind the desk in the Director’s Office.
“So you’ve finally come looking for the phone.”
A woman in a white coat spoke without lifting her eyes from the monitor.
“Let me be clear: I won’t listen to whatever your circumstances are. There’s only one thing I want.”
“….”
“150 million won.”
“…?”
“If you want Jin Si-heon’s Cellphone, hand over 150 million won in cash. No negotiation.”
Geum-hui gasped in shock.
“Million? That’s what you call a dog’s name?”
“…Huh?”
The Director lifted her head. She looked to be in her forties. Beyond her glasses, sharp and experienced eyes….
fluttered as she looked between Ijji and Geum-hui.
“W-who are you?”
“What?”
“I heard someone came looking for Jin Si-heon’s Cellphone, so naturally I thought it’d be him or one of his lackeys… but…?”
“….”
“I’ve heard Si-heon has no manners, but I never thought he’d prey on the elderly for sympathy….”
The Director tapped her keyboard and turned the monitor around to show it.
The screen displayed a question.
If you’re being exploited by Jin Si-heon, cough.
“….”
Ijji shook her head, but beside her—
“Hack! Cough! Cough! Oh my, suddenly, my chronic cough condition!”
“G-Grandmother! Are you alright? But Doctor, we’re not being exploited!”
“Cough, hack hack! Rrrgh!”
“Jin Si-heon isn’t exactly a good person… but I mean, if you wanted to exploit someone, you’d have to know how to lie, right? But he’s too honest for that! Even when he helps, he makes people mad about it, really!”
Rather than a sign for help, her coughing was overwhelmingly intense—practically lethal.
And between the gaslighting-victim-level testimony and the child’s brutally honest perspective, the Director found herself walking a tightrope.
She had no choice but to change her policy and actually listen to their story.

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