Chapter 68
Chapter 68
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: A Princess's Courtship in Busan
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Hello there.
It looked like the warp had definitely gone wrong.
The body that should have materialized in Seoul had ended up in Busan instead—Korea's second city, located at the nation's southernmost tip, far below where it was supposed to be.
And of all places in Busan, to bump right into the Andong Kwon Clan, the family hailed as Busan's supreme hunter clan...
"Hohoho. What a truly delightful day this is."
I hadn't seen that coming at all.
"By the way, you'd do best not to think about running away. Even if we don't look it, our Andong Kwon Clan's influence in Busan outstrips those Supreme Lee Clan bitches."
Well, yeah.
Having pored over the complete Hunter Encyclopedia, how could I not know that?
Korea's Four Great Hunter Clans.
Among them, the tales of the Andong Kwon Clan—who'd narrowly lost out to the Supreme Lee Clan—were so famous, practically everyone in the country knew them.
Their history stretched back a whopping 800 years!
On a global scale, fewer than ten hunter clans even had a millennium under their belts.
The Andong Kwon Clan ranked just below that elite tier—an utterly remarkable pedigree.
Yeah, if only they hadn't been stuck in the world's top ten...
No matter the country, they could've been its premier hunter clan.
But no—they'd arisen right here in Korea, home to one of those top ten. A lineage that should've had nothing to envy anyone, yet forever consigned to second place, the eternal "soybean spot."
They'd even sparked wars multiple times throughout history to flip the script, only to lose every round and linger in the Supreme Lee Clan's shadow.
That was Korea's Andong Kwon Clan.
"But our clan's humiliation ends today!"
A young woman in hanbok, with pointed elf ears and the refined speech of a princess.
Kwon Mina, heir apparent to the Andong Kwon Clan, had seated me and proclaimed with utter confidence.
"Yongchan. If you lend us your aid, crushing the arrogance of those vile Lee Clan scum isn't impossible at all!"
The Andong Kwon Clan wielded authority to mobilize Korea's Busan-stationed navy with their consent.
Kwon Mina, the princess who'd snagged me adrift at sea aboard a turtle ship customized with dungeon ores.
Brushing off the Supreme Lee Clan's $100 million bounty without a second thought, she'd brought me here.
None other than a swanky sashimi joint right on Haeundae Beach, one of Busan's top landmarks.
"A full belly comes first for any real talk, wouldn't you say?"
"Whoa, damn, slurp slurp..."
"Pardon?"
"Pardon? Oh, yeah... you're right."
With the seafood wriggling and the sashimi so fresh and tasty...
It felt like living every guy's fantasy of food, booze, and beauties. No way I'd turn that down.
Still, I couldn't crack open the soju bottle yet—not with how abruptly everything had flipped.
"Um, Princess Kwon Mina?"
"Yes?"
"Why... are you being so good to me all of a sudden?"
I'd figured capture meant jail time or getting trussed up for some bedroom hell—nothing pleasant.
But instead, the moment she saw me starving, this princess served up Busan's famed fresh-aged sashimi.
Suspicious of her motives, I asked outright.
"Why, isn't it a woman's virtue—one aiming to be your wife—to stuff the man she's courting till he's bursting?"
Already married off in her mind?
"I've heard every rumor about you, Yongchan."
"Rumors about me?"
"Yes. You didn't just wreck the Supreme Lee Clan's succession bloodbath—you slipped out of their territory without a scratch."
"Ah, that..."
"No average male hunter—not even most females—could pull off a feat like that."
That terrorist stunt of mine...
I'd suspected as much, but apparently it'd blown up big while I was holed up deep inside.
"And word is, the Supreme Clan's other princesses? The second they face you, they all turn into slobbering bitches in heat."
"Uh... that's a stretch..."
"That thrilled me most of all. Those haughty princesses reduced to lowly mutts leaking pussy juice everywhere. Heh, heh heh, heh heh heh heh...!"
Pussy juice-drooling bitches.
I wanted to fire back, but damn if it didn't ring true.
My gaping mouth snapped shut.
Not getting a rise out of me only made Kwon Mina cackle louder, kukuku...
"Ah, forgive me. That truth just cleared the air so thoroughly—I let a frivolous side slip."
"You know the Supreme Lee Clan princesses personally?"
"Naturally. I've crossed paths with each at least once."
Had we?
The other two I'd only met recently, so who knows. But Seolgi and I'd been thick as thieves since childhood.
If she'd met Seolgi, our paths must've brushed at some point...
'When, though?'
Anyway, top of mind was her age.
She clearly eyed me as a revenge tool—it was obvious.
Grateful for the hospitality, sure, but I wasn't some pushover ready to wed the first pretty face.
"Oh, and for reference—I'm 33."
"Eh?!"
I started rising quietly from my seat.
That figure—younger-looking than even Princess Miran?!
"Fuck, Yongchan, isn't it simple? My loli body's got your cock rock-hard already, right?"
Princess Miran's phantom flashed in my head, spouting nonsense advice.
I shoved the illusion aside.
"Speaking of which, we're zodiac twins—twelve years apart."
In this flipped world, meeting a woman whose looks matched her age so spot-on? Couldn't not be floored.
'Sure, insanely youthful for her thirties... but hell, she qualifies as a fairy.'
Ladies who'd outlived grandma's era by centuries, still packing twenties-level lust.
After that parade, a regular thirty-something hit like a goddess.
...But!
Even so, no plans to bunker down in Busan, crank out heirs, and play househusband to a hunter clan.
I had shit to do.
"Princess Kwon Mina, whatever you think of me—I need to get back to Seoul now."
"Is that so? Then off you go."
"Right. So please don't stand in my—huh?"
Dungeons to clear, at minimum.
Before that, hit S-rank—get so strong no one touches my circle.
"Rest" wasn't on the table.
So I'd apologized politely, braced for worst-case "clash," and stood—
"You're... really letting me go?"
Kwon Mina just gazing at me with a smile?
"I did say it earlier. I'm courting you."
"Ah..."
"Forcing your hand when I can't even claim your heart? I'm no fool."
Wasn't she gonna tool me for payback?
Figured she'd covet the cum sloshing in my balls, like the rest.
That's when.
"And as your suitor, here's my advice: stick to our clan's lands for now."
"...? Mind sharing why?"
"Gladly."
No chains or drags—just laying it out like it was for my good.
"Busan to Seoul's roughly 400 kilometers. Straight shot? Still 300."
Ends of the peninsula.
A solo male hunter with a $100 million tag on his neck, crossing that?
Meaning.
"I can shield you here in my turf. But northward?"
The zones between: Jeolla, Gyeongsang, Chungcheong, Gyeonggi, and more.
Could one guy really thread that gauntlet unscathed?
Korea boasted top-tier security, a tourist magnet for foreigners.
Translation: bounty-hunting foreign hunters blended into the crowds.
"Even Busan's got Japanese making up one in ten hunters, Chinese another tenth."
"So those stares I've felt since stepping into this place..."
"Ones even our hunter clan can't fully corral. Foreign hunters."
Back when the turtle ship docked at Busan port.
En route to Haeundae with Kwon Mina and her guards for "dinner."
Swipe.
Rustle.
...Lick.
"...?"
Chills spidering down my spine, over and over.
I'd chalked it up to thirsty female hunters.
Never dreamed it was an "foreign invasion" chasing my head.
"Haha... How'd they know I'd pop up here? Pre-positioned?"
"No pre-positioning. They flock to Busan routinely for Korea ties anyway."
Friendly neighbors till yesterday.
Clinking sake, soju, baijiu with laughs all around.
Now? Eyes glazing over at the SSS-grade male bounty.
...or so Kwon Mina explained.
"So, how about holing up in my domain awhile?"
"Hmm..."
"Like I said—they'd have jumped you already if they meant to."
"......"
"But your suitor here's got no such plans."
Fair. Turtle ship encirclement? They'd have pussies spread and mounted me on the spot.
Why chase my affection instead?
Motive still murky, but one thing solid: Kwon Mina seemed legit trustworthy.
Especially since.
"Oh, and Chinese hunters in Korea? News spreads like wildfire among them."
"...?"
"A-rank-plus from China could be massing at Incheon's Chinatown by now—smack between here and Seoul."
Points on hand: 340.
Solid stash.
But blowing it all? No guarantee against an A-rank like Lee Gok.
So.
"...I'll crash with you for a bit."
"Hee hee. I'll have you smitten by then."
No helping it—I'd sample the full Busan experience, for now.