The Ice Empress Arrives — and Two Jealous Females Burn
With the old ancestral secretary—a worn heirloom passed down from his father, its surface darkened by the patina of ages—held firmly against his chest, Yushin stood before the colossal mana-reinforced glass tower of the Korean Hunter Association Central Headquarters.
Rising in imposing, oppressive grandeur from the heart of downtown Seoul, its spire stabbing defiantly at the blue sky, the Hunter Association headquarters was a fortress of the modern age in its own right—the beating heart of the nation itself.
Stepping out of a sleek black luxury sedan, his father Go Hyeonseok gazed up at the massive gates, sealed tight, and spoke in a voice lower and heavier than usual.
"I'll walk you this far. From the moment you cross that threshold, the power you carry is no longer a private secret of one family, nor a matter kept within our bloodline alone."
Resting his weighty hand on Yushin's shoulder, his father fixed him with a solemn stare, as if awakening him to the gravity of their blood.
"Never for a single instant forget that you are the face and rightful heir of the Go Clan, the sacred blood of King Gwanggaeto the Great carried down unbroken through the ages. Every action you take, every step you set forward, will become the dignity and the law of our family."
"I will remember, Father."
Yushin bowed with perfect formality, then strode with commanding confidence through the great glass revolving doors into the association lobby.
*Beep-beeeep. Whiiirrrring.*
The instant he passed through, dozens of state-of-the-art mana detection barriers and measurement arrays embedded in the air and the floor reacted to the alien, ferocious energy radiating from Yushin's entire body—and screamed to life.
Purified mana, the kind of a modern city—meticulously managed, measured by the state, and strictly controlled.
Utterly unlike the raw stench of blood and the wild demonic energy he had endured with his whole body in the Abyss, hundreds of calm yet razor-sharp, relentless observing gazes poured down on Yushin from every corner of the lobby.
Unshaken by the deluge of eyes, Yushin crossed the floor with an unhurried, composed gait and stopped before the special registration counter.
"Awakened registering in person."
The clerk took his ID and tapped at her terminal screen, asking in a mechanical tone.
"Go Yushin-ssi... would you state the name of your awakened unique ability?"
"Dimensional Wanderer."
*Tap.*
The clerk's fingers, dancing rapidly over the keyboard, froze solid midair like stone.
Holding her breath, she slowly raised her head and stared blankly up at Yushin's face.
"...I'm sorry? Dimen... sional... Wanderer?"
Her eyes wavered without restraint as they darted between Yushin's face and the golden seal of the Go Clan engraved on his ID card.
Pale as a sheet in an instant, she snatched up the red emergency intercom with trembling hands.
"Connect me to the top-floor special measurement chamber! The eldest direct son of the noble Go Clan, Go Yushin-ssi, has manifested an unregistered bloodline awakening known only from the historical records!"
A bloodline awakening.
The moment that glacially cold word echoed through the lobby, the casually wandering gazes of hundreds of hunters and association special agents turned openly toward Yushin, flooding with naked shock and awe.
"The eldest son of the Go Clan... awakened a bloodline?"
"Another nation-shaking monster born from the direct line of King Gwanggaeto the Great...?"
Leaving behind the surging murmur of countless hunters, Yushin boarded a dedicated special elevator—escorted by the association's guides—that led to the deep-measurement chamber on the topmost floor.
*Hsss.*
Several meters of mana-blocking wall slid apart, revealing a measurement chamber packed without a single gap with frigid chilled air and the most advanced arcane-engineering instrumentation money could buy.
And at the center of that vast circular chamber, a white-haired elder gentleman who had been seated in a comfortable leather chair rose to his feet, wearing a benevolent yet intimidating smile.
"Heh heh. A pleasure. I am Kim Gapsu, President of the Hunter Association."
The voice was gentle and mild, yet that single line carried the seasoned gravitas of a master power broker who commanded the very air of the room.
The current head of the Gimhae Kim clan, a former A-rank hunter, and a dignified man of authority reigning over the absolute apex of the Korean Hunter Association.
Yushin bowed respectfully.
"Go Yushin of the Go Clan."
President Kim Gapsu swept his sharp gaze over Yushin from head to toe, then let out a long breath heavy with deep admiration.
"Dimensional Wanderer... A legendary bloodline passed down only in the records of your clan's secret histories—I never imagined I would live to face its name with my own two eyes. Hunter Go Yushin, let me say this in advance: no official hunter rank will be calculated for you here today."
The researchers in the chamber murmured in bewilderment.
"President, are you ruling it unmeasurable?"
"Unmeasurable is not quite the word. Rather, I would say that attempting to grade this man by our existing, inferior yardsticks is itself meaningless."
Kim Gapsu stared straight into Yushin's eyes and declared with perfect clarity.
"Potential rank: S."
The air in the measurement chamber froze over like a sheet of ice.
"An S-rank...?!"
The data pads nearly slipped from the researchers' hands.
It meant that the potential of an S-rank—the absolute deterrent propping up the balance of power among the world's three great nations, a living national strategic asset, of whom only three existed on the entire planet—resided in the young man standing right before them.
Kim Gapsu continued.
"Hunter Go Yushin. You are not a subject this association dares to test or evaluate. You are a being who must be protected and watched over at the national level under the highest grade of secrecy. You are not being registered today as a mere hunter."
The president's majestic voice rang throughout the entire chamber.
"You are to become a living legend whose name will be carved into the history books."
*Whiiirrr! CRAAACK!*
In the same instant as that solemn declaration, the circular mana-resonance crystals measuring the power within Yushin's body could no longer endure his profound energy—and shattered all at once in a shower of massive sparks.
Absolute destructive power that even machines had given up on measuring.
It was the very moment Yushin was trying to calm his surging chest when—
*Click. Click.*
The crisp, composed sound of stiletto heels rang out across the marble floor at the chamber's entrance.
"President. Responding to the emergency summons—S-rank Hunter, arriving now."
The thick blast-proof door swung open, and a woman appeared, accompanied by a coolly intellectual voice.
Glossy, jet-black long straight hair falling flawlessly to her waist, and ice-cold, razor-sharp blue eyes.
A crisp white shirt with a tie, and a black office-suit blazer and H-line pencil skirt that hugged her curvaceous figure tight.
A slender, statuesque frame standing over 170 centimeters tall, a firm B-cup bust, and full hips and pelvis that traced a lethal curve with every step she took.
Korea's sole S-rank hunter, sovereign of absolute zero—the Ice Empress, Kang Yoora.
Her frosty blue eyes slowly locked onto Yushin.
"...How interesting."
The faintest smile curved Kang Yoora's lips.
"The waves of a dimension are trembling around you. Go Yushin-ssi... I'll be watching you very, very closely."
[Master, urgent notification. This woman is also a top-grade slutty female. She's all bark and pretension, so just throw her down on the bed and pump a creampie into her without mercy. That will settle it.]
Yurang-i's ambush of fact bombardment struck his mind, and Yushin screamed inwardly.
'Hey, shut up already! What if this woman hears you?!'
But the Kang Yoora before him—cold exterior aside—tilted her head slightly the moment her eyes met Yushin's, the tips of her ears flushing pink, revealing a strangely endearing gap in her icy demeanor.
And that was precisely the moment.
*CRAAASH!*
"Oppaaaa! Why did you ditch me and run off all by yourself?!"
The measurement chamber door burst violently open as Go Yeona came charging in like lightning, her black high ponytail whipping wildly.
A loose black oversized hoodie, and beneath a fluttering white pleated miniskirt, thighs plump and honeyed with youthful vitality.
Yeona threw her arms around Yushin's as if the Association President and an S-rank hunter didn't even exist.
*Squish!*
Her impossibly soft, full C-cup breasts pressed flush against his forearm, squashing against it without a single gap.
Yeona glared murderously at Kang Yoora and growled through bared teeth.
"He's MY husband! How dare you eye my man, you ice-cold bitch?!"
The atmosphere in the chamber transformed in an instant into the battlefield of a vicious catfight.
Kang Yoora blinked once, then crossed her arms and cocked her full hips slightly, answering with glacial composure.
"I am well aware of the noble clans' tradition of preserving pure bloodlines through close-kin marriage. And I... am not without interest in this man myself."
Kang Yoora's blue eyes slid subtly down the front of Yushin's trousers before she smiled a sultry smile.
"And under the laws of the Republic of Korea... polygamy among ability users (a multiple-wife system) is entirely legal, is it not?"
"Whaaat?! This bitch has seriously lost her mind...!"
Crimson flames flickered in Yeona's eyes as she clamped Yushin's arm harder still, rough enough to snap it.
'Ha... someone please save me... Why is everyone in another world and this one alike so desperate to devour me whole...?!'
Korea's strongest S-rank, the Ice Empress—and her blood-related, obsessively possessive fiancée of a younger sister.
The suffocating gazes of the two bewitching females crashed ferociously over Yushin's body, each locked in a war for it.