Chapter 94
Chapter 94
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: [Unnumbered]
Chapter Title: Let's Go, to Yeouido!
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Even regular hunters could live plenty luxuriously once they hit D-rank or above.
That's because mana stones—only harvested inside dungeons—are rare resources, a universal material that can substitute for virtually any substance.
Hunters are the ones who bring that stuff back, so in a way, it'd actually be harder not to live richly.
'Well, if you end up dying along the way, it's all for naught, so I guess I can't really call it a total honey job...'
Among them, becoming a B-rank or higher 'pro hunter' meant your retirement was already secured.
Even pro hunters, who lived two or three times longer than ordinary folk—if they reached that level.
Their personal wealth alone would be like a walking small-to-medium enterprise.
That's why so few pro hunters who'd climbed to B-rank or above bothered pushing to get even stronger.
Unless they craved deeper dungeon dives or just wanted to hone their raw power for its own sake—no need for A or S-rank.
They were already at a station in life where money could solve pretty much anything.
Yet even so, the reason some still chased A-rank.
For the true pros who valued more than just cash, there burned a rock-solid 'conviction' to grow stronger.
Branch Chief Im Eonnyeon's disciple, absurdly reined in by Princess Lee Gok.
Instructor Kwon Sora was exactly that breed.
"Finally back!"
While Princess Lee Gok half-forcibly dragged Yongchan around for a tour of the dungeon's first floor.
Kwon Sora, having quietly asked her master for guards, cursed her own weakness that'd gotten her shut down.
As a pussy-bearing being, failing to shield a dick-slinging lifeform was the ultimate shame on earth.
Males whose sole purpose was to get hard.
A strong female's role was safeguarding those males while wringing out their delicate seed.
But that day, down in the Hunter Association basement, she wasn't the top bitch.
Climbing to B-rank and catching her breath as beginner course instructor? Total misstep.
She shouldn't have stalled out.
She needed to keep grinding, getting stronger—like she was now!
As an A-rank hunter.
"Yongchan, I've finally powered up enough to actually help you!"
A week prior.
Midway through solo-farming the mid-layers' tail end, a magic comm call hit from her master, Branch Chief Im Eonnyeon.
"M-Master?!"
Strange.
Dungeons blocked all signals by default—without special gear, zero Earth contact.
Sure, there were those disposable comm orbs costing tens of billions a pop.
But the price tag kept even pro hunters from casual use—unless it was life-or-death. Yet that day, master reached out first.
Simultaneously, Branch Chief Im Eonnyeon spilled the beans on Yongchan's fully ruptured mana circuits back then.
"Sora, come home. This is the moment you protect him."
"...! Yes, ma'am!"
Plus, as prime female stock, the instant to guard her male.
Fate itself, she relayed the recall to her disciple—even now.
Back on Earth, Kwon Sora marched toward Yeouido's soaring chunk of land—the sky-high prize that was Yongchan's goal too—right up ahead.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
Moments later, nearly at the rendezvous, she spotted a fellow besides herself.
"Well, if it isn't that muscle girl from before?"
"Princess Lee Miran? Don't tell me... you're Yongchan's other ally...!"
"Yup, that's me."
What cosmic joke was this?
Last time they'd met, this one tried slurping the cock off an innocent downed dude—sans permission!
Trap, maybe?
Kwon Sora, clueless on Kim Yongchan and Princess Lee Miran's post-split exploits.
She recalled that first encounter, posture wary without realizing.
"Oh, FYI, I've already fucked Yongchan, so no more lewd groping like old times?"
"...Pardon?"
What'd she say?
No way... already... fucked?!
Totally blindsiding.
Heroes chase skirts, sure—but Yongchan out-bolded your average male hunter by miles.
And gutsy enough for that body type?
'As expected of Yongchan! I-incredible!'
Chanting Kim Yongchan punch! Kim Yongchan punch! inside, Kwon Sora's adoration solo-surged.
Meanwhile.
"So... just us two helping Yongchan?"
I figured more.
World's top 10 clans' battlefield? Numbers felt thin regardless.
Especially the one Kwon Sora banked on showing.
"Princess Lee Gok."
"...!"
"She coming for Yongchan or what?"
The Supreme Lee Clan's prime next-gen heir who'd gifted her that frailty that day.
A-rank top-bracket power, yet no-show—Kwon Sora cocked her head.
"Forget it, she's... always been soft. Doting on siblings, clueless to her station."
"...?"
"Might be better off without her."
Lee Miran dodged with vagueness.
Nothing more to say—she trudged wordless with Kwon Sora to the spot, five minutes out.
But.
"Hey, about time!"
"......"
"...Wasn't she the weakest?"
"Er, well... could be..."
Dead opposite expectations—back from England already?
"Yongchan, heard you struggled while I was gone."
"Huh? Oh, yeah... sorta?"
"No worries. This time, I'm your ally for real!"
Weak? Bullshit.
Bitch eyes sparkling female heat, slyly jamming the burly male's hooked arm tween her thighs.
"And Yongchan, I heard."
"...Heard what?"
"Fucked every chick around you—'cept me."
Ears sharper than ever.
"My fee this round? Cock over cash. Cool?"
"...Say no, and no help?"
"Duh~. Hunters are freelancers—who bites unpaid gigs?"
"Sigh, fine. Post-wrap, I'll rail you till you beg to live."
"...! Hey, promise?!"
Slyly tacking on 'internal cumshot' to the deal.
...So three's the full crew now?
"Yongchan... you skipping me?"
...And who's this?
Another princess, sad-eyed, plastered to Yongchan's off-side?
Elf vibes from that look—Kwon Sora clocked her ID seconds flat.
"Ah, gotta be Princess Kwon Mina, next heir of the Andong Kwon Clan?"
"Yongchan, why no sex with me... You banged Lee Miran at our place that day..."
"Hmm... Okay, post-mission, you right after Lee Gok. No tears. Deal?"
"Right after me... Yongchan! 3P plans?! Hell no. I want all your jizz solo!"
"Same here, Yongchan."
"Even so... you two together, I'll probably still be short."
Yongchan... now banging rival clan daughters too.
The male she'd sworn to guard.
Peerless.
Dick or not, no gal pulls that much tail easy.
So... everyone finally here?
"Huh, Lee Gok. Captain Roger?"
"Oh, he planned to tag along, but snag en route—he's running late."
"That pirate's joining us, Yongchan."
Captain Roger, MIA for once.
Somehow Director and Lady Go Malsuk knew her—Jolly Roger sets off with us tomorrow-ish.
And these ladies? Kim Yongchan's full roster, basically.
"Deokja sis tagging with Director?"
"Huh? Oh yeah! Almost forgot her!!"
"...?"
"Ahem, Yongchan, thing is—Deokja bounced three days back."
"......What?!"
The near-forgotten last find.
Korea med world's ace and fight fiend Kim Deokja—zipped to Yeouido three days early via Director's power.
"S-solo?! Dangerous, no?"
"Eh... it's world-class Kim Deokja..."
"Prince, fretting over her's the odd part. She might outlast us."
This no joke time?
Joseon-era buds or not, their chill vibes amped Kim Yongchan's anxiety instead.
Anyway, seemed everyone truly assembled now.
'Lime... Promised to cut her loose on Yeouido arrival.'
"Yeah, let's roll. Partner."
"......"
I thanked the six women who'd gathered for me today.
Plus that one AI and two monsters beyond 'em—all of 'em.
Then piled into Director's custom round barrier and...
"Alright, launching!"
"Yongchan! Catch you tomorrow!"
"Yeah, got it!"
Boom—literal.
Live cannonballs rocketing toward skyborne Yeouido.