Chapter 85
Chapter 85
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Ki So-young Guild Master and Dangun Ji-hyeok
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It's burning up nicely. Lying in my hospital bed, I checked the comment section blazing with satisfaction.
"It's over."
Irrecoverable. That massive dinosaur of a corporation crumbling under its own weight—no one else's hands involved.
Changseong Group employees had been cursing the owner family behind their backs, just waiting for a chance to quit. Changseong Guild was straight-up a demon collective and effectively disbanded. Direct descendants of the owner family couldn't even step outside, all slapped with travel bans and Association summons for investigation.
And through it all, not a soul lifted a finger to help Changseong or Chairman Lee Seo-yong.
'Thought at least one might step up.'
But nah, the smart ones cut ties cleanly to avoid blowback. Probably planning to gag them too, keep their mouths shut.
They won't kill them. Just stash 'em in some rural backwater under 24/7 watch. No leaving the house.
"Should've thought twice before letting pride call the shots."
I clicked my tongue, shook my head, and lay back down. That's when a commotion stirred outside.
"What the...?"
Guards' voices—probably reporters. I ignored it and waited.
Bang!
The hospital room door flew open as an old man barreled in. Clothes torn here and there, hair a mess, that once-imposing, dignified face haggard, those unbelievably broad shoulders for his age shrunken narrow.
"Huh? You come here? You? This is a surprise."
I'd considered dropping by to mess with him once, but held off thinking I'd handle it all later when things quieted. Didn't expect him to show up himself.
Changseong Group's Chairman Lee Seo-yong, right in front of me. On his knees. Begging.
"Ha... haha. Yeah, first time since that Association lobby run-in? H-how've you been?"
"You're asking me that? After your grandson and demons nearly killed me."
My words hit him like a mistake—he fumbled, rambling incoherently to cover.
I listened quietly, then raised a hand to cut him off.
"What's the point? Isn't it weird we're even talking? Keep it simple. I'm tired."
"R-right! Look, could you just say once that Changseong and I have no demon ties?! Name your price—money!? Fame? Truth? Anything! I can give it all! Y-your parents... wanna know if they really died? I can tell you everything about that incident!"
I sighed at the pathetic, broken man. A Legion member appeared behind him, bowing slightly to me, awaiting orders.
I signaled to hold, leaned forward close to Lee Seo-yong.
Just a deflated old geezer now—no fear, no threat. He knew some things, but that was it.
"Don't need it. I can dig it up myself. So rot quietly in that mountain shack, regretting till you die pathetic and miserable. That's my revenge on you."
Truth? Hell yeah, I was dying to know. More than revenge—my parents' incident was priority.
Why those kind, brave souls got smeared and exiled to the Abyss somewhere. Or if exile even happened. If they really died.
'Lee Seo-yong doesn't know much anyway.'
Not saying he wasn't involved. He isolated and ruined them politically, socially.
But not deep. Lee Ji-yong's caution and perfectionism? Learned from Dad.
'Probably dipped after grabbing what he could.'
He knew plenty, but no trades.
'Torture it out before killing him.'
For now, watching him live in daily despair and hell was enough. Prideful old man wouldn't suicide.
He'd curse me all day once dragged off.
I threw him a final smirk, nodded to Legion. Lee Seo-yong got hauled out, hollow-eyed.
Short fuss over, then a second guest burst in.
"What's with all the visitors today?"
I squinted at Ki So-young Guild Master. She'd been devouring Changseong with my evidence, raking in fame and gains like a fish to water. What brought her here?
Mystery solved quick. She pulled worn tomes from her coat, handed them over.
"The skillbooks you asked for. Nicked 'em from the board and guildies after hitting Changseong big. Best ones. Bill later."
"Perfect timing. Needed 'em."
I absorbed the skillbooks right away. Figured she'd picked the good stuff.
First skill: straight-up recovery. Second: purification. Third was unique.
"Armor creation skill?"
"No one uses it, so I gave it to you... but it'll suit you."
Details checked out. Too much for healers. Headache for holy-types like Legion.
Perfect for me. Only one on Earth who could.
"Needs demonic energy and holy power. How'd you know I have demonic energy?"
"Ha! After healing you how many times? Think I'd miss it? I'm Ki So-young. Ex-Saintess candidate."
Hunters view demonic energy mixed. Blame demons—it's their vibe.
Non-demons can't have it? Wrong. Elixirs, demonic arts, unique abilities—plenty ways.
Hell, rare-grade stat! Overwhelming power, meh efficiency, but versatile hits. Item synergy too. Sneaky popular.
Lucky quest for demon-tied item powers possible.
90% trap with devils/demons, though.
Just demon stigma tanks rep. All demonic energy holders must register with Association. Or risk demon label.
I skipped that.
Strictly, mine wasn't demonic. Higher—Origin-grade Pride.
I raised my hand, unleashed Pride aura. Ki So-young watched intrigued, then tilted her head.
"Not demonic... something greater."
Pride morphed to armor, sheathing my right arm. Ash-gray plate, gauntlet form—perfect armament.
Passive recovery on equip, high defense, stat boosts.
"Satisfying."
Grin split my face. She nodded, relieved.
"Visitors all blocked per your orders. Chorong's nagging like crazy, but holding. Sorry, but... come with me somewhere."
Real deal. I nodded at her hesitant glance.
Knew who called. Had to.
"Rank 1 summons? Gotta go."
Dangun Cheonje wanted to meet.
I rode quietly in Ki So-young's car from the guild, out to a Seoul suburb eatery.
"Food here's killer."
Her odd excitement made me swallow. Excited, yeah. Nervous too.
Dangun Ji-hyeok... Pre-regression, a man above the heavens. Meeting him? Heart pounding.
Ruled with overwhelming power, Korea's hope and hero after my parents.
Overpowered, violent talent rewriting hunter history.
And Myth-class hunter.
Myth stat: Open Heaven. Vague, epic name.
Second Myth stat owner I'd see besides me. First? Legion.
Prime tank potential, calls me comrade, follows loyal. Myth stat holder.
Seo Mi-na gets hers later. Not yet.
Tree seed in her dormant. I sprouted it, but no further.
Where's she been?
No daily texts? Probably Abyss with Lotus Flame Guild. Royal road like a princess.
Exhale.
Shed tension, opened the room door. Inside, the man from news and YouTube greeted me.