The Only Enhancer - Chapter 118

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Chapter 118
118 – Team Two Interview (2)
With the emergence of monsters, one could say the age of firearms had entered its twilight.
Firearms, after all, were instruments designed for conflicts between humans.
But once monsters became the primary threat and hunters discovered that bullets were ineffective against them, the market had contracted dramatically.
Conversely, the value of items extracted from slain monsters skyrocketed beyond measure.
Weapons served dual purposes—both as instruments of offense and as means of protection.
The same held true for hunters.
If one asked whether firearms held any practical utility for hunters, most would shake their heads.
Even at Level 3, tanks found bullets utterly useless against them.
Moreover, ranged dealers possessed skills far more potent than any firearm.
So what need was there for guns?
That was the prevailing sentiment.
But Min-jun’s thinking diverged from the norm.
‘Item guns didn’t exist, did they?’
What if crafting item guns became possible?
What if skills could be fired like bullets?
That alone could be revolutionary.
Yet one glance at Andrew’s expression—the key to this puzzle—told me everything.
That pallid, exhausted face spoke volumes.
But I refused to be discouraged.
Rather, this was an opportunity.
I approached it differently.
‘It’s possible.’
Andrew alone?
No, that might be beyond his capacity.
His expression confirmed as much.
But if we enhanced Andrew’s abilities and then added Gwen and myself to the equation?
It was entirely feasible.
We might even need to manufacture the ammunition itself.
And perhaps—
‘If we infuse skills into them and sell them, couldn’t ordinary people use them too?’
Imagine it.
Firearms that allowed non-hunters to wield skills.
If such weapons enabled ordinary people to defend themselves against monsters?
This would become the cornerstone of a new era.
Recovery potions already served that role perfectly, flying off shelves.
Even ordinary citizens were stockpiling potions as backup.
For non-awakened individuals, they were nothing short of legendary elixirs of healing.
So what if firearms emerged—not for healing, but for defense?
To lead every era is to become the Reinforce Guild.
Well, I was already doing that anyway.
And if Andrew had any sense at all, he couldn’t possibly miss it.
That this was only possible because of Min-jun.
“Very well. Andrew, you may leave now.”
“Ah, ah!”
Andrew stammered, trying to say something.
And as Min-jun watched, he understood what it meant and smiled faintly before speaking.
“You’re hired. We’ll see each other later then.”
At those words, Andrew’s expression became half-dazed.
After all, Andrew hadn’t really done anything since entering.
It was a response full of disappointment from Min-jun as a blacksmith—so why was he accepting him?
He couldn’t quite understand it.
But one thing was certain.
“Th-thank you so much! I’ll definitely do my best to live up to your expectations!”
He had to seize this opportunity no matter what.
And so Andrew spoke and left his seat.
Min-jun then looked at the document file listing the next interview candidate.
The next participant after viewing on the tablet.
[Mary Weston]
-Trait: Electric Knight.
A literal translation would mean electric knight.
Well, it wasn’t referring to someone with electrical certifications, but rather a knight with electric attributes.
‘One is a blacksmith, and one has an offensive trait.’
Among all the documents, only these two had written special traits.
Thinking of Woo-jin, whom Min-jun had brought from North Korea, there was Min-jun, Gwen, Woo-jin, Andrew, and soon Mary whom I’d meet.
Five in total.
Three related to special crafting and two related to combat.
I should examine this carefully as well.
Looking at just what was written in the documents, there were no particular issues.
However.
‘She’s from the United States agency.’
Well, since it was a special trait, I thought it could be possible.
And so when Jung Ji-hwan called Mary Weston, I could see a blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman entering with a considerably tense expression.
A quite toned physique.
Moreover, seeing how things curved inward where they should and filled out where they should, she was a beauty that would turn anyone’s head.
But to Min-jun, who had grown accustomed even to Gwen, it was nothing special.
Better than Andrew, who had tried to enter arrogantly, but she appeared quite nervous, which suggested something was there.
It seemed she had heard something.
“Hmm, Mary, I see you wrote ‘Electric Knight’ on your application. Is that how the trait is actually listed?”
Min-jun examined the scout meter and the trait as he spoke.
[Mary Weston]
-Lv. 5(?)
-Ability Score: 15.
[Trait – Electric Knight]
It was indeed written as Electric Knight.
But the ability score was absolutely staggering.
The highest ability score I’d confirmed with the scout meter so far was Woo-jin.
He had 14, and next was Gwen with 13. After that came Ma Hyun-seok and Andrew with 11.
But 15?
‘That’s incredible.’
The ability score revealed aspects like a person’s potential and control.
Considering that, most Level 6 hunters barely exceeded 10.
15 meant she was 50% higher than them.
I wondered what she was truly capable of.
Min-jun smiled wickedly as he gazed at Mary Weston.
Gulp.
Mary couldn’t help but swallow hard as she met Min-jun’s eyes.
Unlike the clumsy Andrew, she could gauge Min-jun’s power to a considerable degree.
Her ability was electricity.
More precisely, all of her mana had been converted into electricity.
Because of this, she could detect and sense mana better and more precisely than anyone else.
After all, the signals transmitted to the brain were electrical signals, weren’t they?
As a result, Mary’s senses and perception were unparalleled, and sitting before her, Min-jun was a monster—no, a god himself.
The sheer, vast amount of mana he contained was so immense it made her doubt whether a human could possibly hold such an enormous aura.
And he was chillingly controlling it so that not a single drop leaked out from within him.
How could one not feel tension in the face of this?
Of course, she knew that Jung Ji-hwan before her was no easy opponent either, but she still considered him beneath her.
But Min-jun was different entirely.
While Mary was tense like this.
“It was written that you were a United States agent—which organization exactly were you with?”
“I was a CIA agent, but I resigned from my position to come here for the Reinforce Guild.”
Her answer came in a crisp, disciplined voice.
It was the bearing of someone who truly was an agent.
Stiff, perhaps, but unmistakably authentic.
And besides.
[Truth]
I could tell that everything flowing from her words was the truth.
Should I ask more questions?
Just as Min-jun was thinking this, Mary Weston made her move first.
“I applied solely because I believed it would serve the national interests of the United States. After hearing that the Guild takes good care of its members, the higher-ups made the same assessment, and I volunteered to join. Of course, since I’ve stepped down from my position as an agent, I no longer take orders from any United States command.”
[Truth]
“Interesting.”
Even this was the truth.
Min-jun smiled at her words and nodded.
Mary couldn’t help but feel a chill run down her spine at that moment.
Though no one else would have noticed, Mary could sense it.
Every time she spoke, she felt an incredibly subtle wave of mana emanating from Min-jun’s left ring.
In other words.
‘Can he determine the truth or falsehood of what I’m saying?’
She had never heard of such a skill, but she didn’t rule out the possibility.
Rather, the fact that Min-jun could even enhance skills that shouldn’t exist in the first place made anything seem possible.
In Min-jun’s presence, no possibility seemed beyond reach.
If he judged something to be true, it would be foolish not to believe it.
Moreover, that piercing gaze when she first entered—the way he seemed to see right through her.
That soul-penetrating stare was surely the result of a special skill as well.
She wasn’t entirely sure, but the internet still buzzed about the criteria for joining the Reinforce Guild.
It was likely connected to that somehow.
Could it be.
‘Can he see people’s characteristics or abilities?’
She had accepted it now.
Min-jun was more than capable of such a thing.
Truly a godlike man.
As Mary trembled with awe and reverence.
“Your skills appear to be quite exceptional. You’re hired.”
Min-jun spoke with a slight smile.
Exceptional skills, he said.
As if that confirmed everything, Mary nodded, her eyes filled with fear and respect, and she bowed deeply before leaving her seat.
Min-jun watched Mary go with a slight smile.
This was turning into quite an entertaining guild.
However.
‘We’ve been inconvenienced by the lack of a healer, so I should recruit one while I’m at it.’
Min-jun thought this as he reviewed the list of healers.
None had special characteristics, but who knew.
‘There might be someone hiding their abilities.’
With that thought, Min-jun continued with the interviews.
However.
“From now on, please send in candidates ten at a time.”
“Understood.”
Since there were no more with special circumstances.
I could look them all over at once.
Once I’ve weeded them out, I can discuss it then—no need to rush.
I grinned widely as I observed the new arrivals entering.
While simultaneously checking their ability stats and characteristics.
‘The Scouter really is convenient.’
2.
What had begun as one-on-one interviews soon shifted to groups of ten entering at a time.
Most of those who came out after going in by tens wore expressions that were far from pleasant.
None of them asked or seemed curious.
The reason was obvious.
They’d been rejected.
Normally, rejection notifications would come by text later, but I dispensed with such formalities—I told them outright whether they’d passed or failed.
Some couldn’t accept it, but that’s why Jung Ji-hwan was standing right beside me.
Most left without so much as a commotion, practically ushered out.
How much time had passed like this?
Then came a timid-looking young man who appeared to be college-aged.
Brown hair, freckles scattered across his face—the picture of a passive youth.
He was from the United States.
But unlike Mary Weston, he wasn’t a former government agent or anything like that.
He was one of the Awakened whose powers had manifested not long ago.
Perhaps that’s why?
“Siiigh…”
He was visibly tense.
Was there nothing remarkable about him?
Actually, that wasn’t the case at all.
Here, everyone had come dressed in suits or neat attire, so it wasn’t obvious, but the young man’s characteristic was that of a Healer.
It was hardly a characteristic that would earn him disrespect anywhere.
Moreover, he wasn’t just any Healer.
[Henry Bagger]
[Lv.3]
[Characteristic—Saint of Light]
His characteristic was literally named “Saint.”
A special Healer-class characteristic!
Then why was he so nervous?
Simple.
‘If this gets out, won’t it be a problem?’
Due to his passive nature, he’d kept it hidden, fearing disaster if it became known.
He’d thought he could mention it during the interview, but who would’ve expected this?
He hadn’t anticipated that ten people would enter simultaneously.
It was a complete disaster.
I squeezed my eyes shut and trembled, thinking there was no chance I’d make it through.
That was when it happened.
“Candidates 341 through 350, please come in.”
It was Henry Bagger’s turn.
As Henry Bagger entered the interview room, trembling slightly.
Min-jun, who had been wearing a bored expression the entire time, muttered under his breath.
“A saint, huh?”

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