Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Civil Servant Hunter’s S-class Resignation Log – Chapter 139
So you're making me some armor too, and fixing the jacket, right?
Yeah. First, let's check your physical condition. I need to see what suits your body. But do you really need armor made by me? You're using something incredible like the Jacket of Revivalnot to mention your weapon. I don't want to force it on someone who doesn't need it.
Even as he said that, Shin Do-won kept stealing glances at the Heat that Se-ra had set down beside her. His fiery eyes, resembling flickering flames, burned with intensity at the rare weapon, one even a master blacksmith like him seldom saw.
Want to take a closer look? You won't get to see this anywhere else but with me.
Is that okay?
Why wouldn't it be? You're appreciating the value of my precious weapon.
Shin Do-won examined Heat with utmost care. His touch was twice as cautious as when he had handled the Jacket of Revival.
I've never seen a weapon like this at the shop or auction. Can't even check its rank. Where on earth did you get it?
My god gave it to me. A congratulatory gift for our first contract.
The very first gift she'd received from him. That's why it was the most cherished and dear to her.
Can I ask about its performance?
It boosts destructive power and accuracy as basics. Its unique ability is transformation.
When Se-ra tapped Heat, the sniper rifle instantly morphed into a Colt. Shin Do-won's eyes sparkled even brighter.
A transformation weapon. No wonder it didn't seem ordinary. You've got yourself a real treasure.
It's a treasure, alright. The world's only freely transforming weapon.
Se-ra tapped it again, and this time it shifted into a shotgun revolver.
...Wait, what? What did you say? Freely transforming? It can turn into any form...?
Up until the Colt transformation, Shin Do-won had been composed, but now his eyes finally began to shake. Just like when Se-ra had first received Heat, he was cradling the weapon in both hands before he knew it.
Limited to firearms, though.
As Se-ra smiled warmly, his hands trembled visibly. He clearly wanted to hand it back, so she took Heat from him. Shin Do-won looked openly relieved.
From now on, never hand that over to anyone else so easily. What if they have bad intentions?
Oh, now he's even nagging.
True to form as a weapon enthusiast blacksmith, he launched into a full lecture. Se-ra shrugged as she stored Heat in her inventory.
I trusted you, Mr. Shin, so I handed it over.
...What?
If you made weapons for my mom and Association President Song Han-na, I could trust you. Plus, the president wouldn't have recommended you if you were shady.
The Administrator wouldn't have added him to the list, either. With her two most trusted people vouching for him, Se-ra had no doubts.
Besides, even if you ran off with it, I'd track you down.
Her contractor was none other than the System Administrator, after all. Nowhere on Earth could escape his gaze.
If I caught you, I'd strip threeno, five generations bare. Anyone who dares touch my most precious weapon without permission is unforgivable.
So no need to worry, Se-ra said with a grin. It was a terrifying smile.
...Right. The most pointless worry is an L-rank's worryI forgot. Nothing to fret over except heading into the labyrinth.
Shin Do-won shook his head and stood up.
First, let's check your body. Jacket after that.
Yep.
After meticulously assessing Se-ra's measurements, muscle type, and combat style, Shin Do-won turned to the jacket. As he checked the damage, he tilted his head in puzzlement.
By the way, who made this? No maker's mark.
Uh, um. Se-ra rolled her eyes. I don't know the maker either. My Administrator just gave it to me...
Administrator, who made it?
Playing dumb. Wait, no way...?
...Don't tell me, after the gloves, you made this too?
Whoa, he's embarrassed.
So the Administrator really made this? The Jacket of Revival too? What's going on? Is he an item crafter?
No, not that. So he just knows how to craft, then?
Bingo. Se-ra rubbed her face with her palm. She'd thought he'd bought it from the item shop, but no.
Come to think of it, my gloves were handmade by you too. So can you make any items?
Even an Administrator can't make everything, apparently. Still, the jacket and gloves were something. Her cheeks warmed at the thought of being so specially regarded.
What's wrong? Feeling hot?
Ahem. No, ahem. It's nothing. The maker... I don't really know. My god had it and gave it to me.
Gave you a freely transforming weapon and the Jacket of Revival.
Shin Do-won looked baffled.
Incredible. Handing out stuff like this.
I'm not the only one getting overprotected.
Even overprotection doesn't usually go this far.
Shin Do-won seemed full of questions but didn't pry further. It wasn't polite to probe into one's relationship with their divine patron.
Damage isn't too bad, so repairs won't take long. Still, given the materials, it'll be a few days. Got any interim armor?
...
...
As Se-ra averted her gaze, Shin Do-won gave her a pitiful look. Like she hadn't even prepared backup gear. Se-ra was at a loss for words.
I mean, I awakened to S-rank less than half a year ago. I didn't expect to be raiding the labyrinth already...
I'll show you a few. Pick one you like and use it for now.
Oh, freebies?
Don't you think ripping off a retired guy is a bit much?
Nope.
...
Don't worry. I'll pay generously for the repairs and your custom armor. But we're helping each other out herefeels unfair if only I pay, right? So let's say the backup is free.
What kind of logic is that?
My logic.
Without a shred of shame, Se-ra lifted her chin proudly. Shin Do-won clicked his tongue, thinking she wasn't one to underestimate. She could cut off a fully alert person's nose. In the end, he agreed.
But he soon realized what a huge mistake that was. Thanks to the System Administrator backing Se-ra, she somehow zeroed in on the highest quality, most expensive piece in his collection and took it.
More than just nose-cut, he'd been fleeced. Shin Do-won sprinkled a sack of salt behind her departing figure.
* * *
Ms. Yoon Se-ra.
A weekday afternoon. Half-dozing after lunch, Se-ra jolted awake at Do Jun-young's voice calling her.
Gah, yes, Section Chief!
She hadn't drooled in her sleep, had she? Wiping her mouth, she shot to her feet, and he greeted her casually.
Are you feeling alright?
It had been nearly a month since her labyrinth run, yet Do Jun-young still fretted over her health. Se-ra nodded with a smile.
It's been over three weeks. If I wasn't recovered, I'd be hospitalizednot coming to work, right?
I see.
Do Jun-young, who valued early outs and vacations as much as anyone, nodded right away in understanding.
The president wants to see you.
Me?
Song Han-na usually contacted her directly for private meetings. Why send Do Jun-young?
She wants both me and you, Ms. Yoon. Let's go.
Se-ra headed to the president's office with Do Jun-young. Song Han-na, beaming as they sat, got straight to the point.
I called you two because the time is approaching.
What time?
New hunter training season.
The Association, along with the top five guilds, held annual January training for newly awakened hunters. Covering awakener penal codes, dungeon raiding, guild-Association relations, and moreto boost their survival rates. It had significantly reduced rookie mortality.
But why tell me...?
New hunter training was the Support Office's main duty. Why call her and Do Jun-young from Management?
Because I'm assigning it to you two this year.
...Pardon?
Know who rookies want to see most these days? You, Se-ra. Or should I say, Headbang.
Of course, since I'm that amazing. But it has nothing to do with training duties. I've never done it before.
That's why I called Section Chief Do too. He'll handle theory, you step in for practice. He's known as an A-rank hunter, after all.
Se-ra whipped around to glare at Do Jun-young. You anonymous hopeful! Chastened, he looked away awkwardly.
Cheongrang and Noeul Guilds will assist with practice. They've done it plenty, so no worries.
It wasn't worryit was overtime. Se-ra clutched her face.