Hunting the Outsider Slayer
He checked the quest details carefully.
Capture the Outsider Slayer
📍 Description: Approximately 170cm tall. Uses an ordinary dagger to corner victims before pulling out a red dagger at the last moment to finish them off, per reports.
📍 Activity Area: Kandera Den. Already slain hundreds of outsiders there.
📍 Objective: Locate, capture, and deliver via Mercenary Guild to Hemil Empire.
Rewards: Massive Hemil Empire Contribution Points. Enormous EXP. Large sum of gold.
This was the first time he'd seen "enormous" EXP in all his years playing the game.
The contribution points were massive too.
"I've picked mine."
"Me too."
"I'm going for the Outsider Slayer. You?"
"Exploration quest for me."
"Oh, that one?"
"Looks a bit annoying, but the rewards seem solid."
The exploration quest involved scouting a hunting ground in the north of the Hemil Empire. Completing ones like this often led to unexpectedly high chances of discovering dungeons.
Of course, Sung Min-woo had no idea about that.
Not a bad choice, though.
"What first?"
"Hm, Outsider Slayer?"
"Cool."
They decided on the order and accepted the quests from the NPC in front of them.
"These two quests?"
"Yeah."
"Understood."
Quest acquired.
You have temporarily obtained the qualifications of a knight.
"Temporary knight?"
"Yes, you need to be a knight to capture him."
"Ah, got it."
Using a knight's rope-binding skill on a dead user's body prevented the corpse from despawning. Toss it in a cell, and when the player logged back in, they'd find themselves locked up.
"We'll be counting on you, then."
"Sure."
After grabbing the quests, they left the Mercenary Guild.
"General store first."
"For rope?"
"Yeah."
They stopped by the general store and bought some rope.
"Summon."
Then, mounted on warhorses, they headed to the Kandera Den.
*
Upon arriving at the Kandera Den, they hunted while scouting the area, eyeing passing users closely and even tailing some discreetly.
But they were all just ordinary parties. Before long, evening hit, and Mu-hyuk logged out.
He checked his phone first.
20 minutes ago.
He hurried a reply.
Reply came right away.
Plenty of time before dinner.
He dressed neatly and headed out, driving to Yongsan Station.
There she was, waiting by the stairs. Black stockings, short hot pants, loose T-shirt. Mu-hyuk stared blankly for a moment.
"Ahem."
He snapped out of it, parked, and walked over.
"Oppa, here!"
"Yeah, alone?"
"Yeah, came to see relatives and had time to kill."
"Perfect. Let's go."
"Okay!"
They got in the parked car.
As he started to pull out, Mu-hyuk paused. Yerin hadn't buckled up. He twisted to grab the seatbelt from the passenger side.
"O-oppa?"
He pulled the belt while glancing at her.
"Yeah?"
Realizing, she shook her head.
"Nah, nothing."
He nodded and clicked it in.
Click.
In the process, her slim, toned thigh caught his eye. He quickly looked away, facing forward.
"G-going?"
"Yeah!"
He calmed himself and drove off.
"Oh, congrats, by the way."
"On what?"
"Winning the tournament."
"Ah, thanks."
"Hehe, so I'll treat you!"
"Nah. You came from far."
"It's fine, really."
"I'm not fine with it."
"Tch."
After that, they drove quietly. He stopped at a light.
Swipe.
Mu-hyuk turned his head without thinking.
Yerin was on her phone.
Pretty.
She was beautiful in Illusion, but even more so in reality.
Sentimental fool.
He faced forward again, focusing on driving. Just then, Yerin looked at him with a strange, subtle expression.
Moments later, they arrived at the restaurant.
"Here?"
"Yeah, it's pretty good."
"Hehe."
Inside, they sat and ordered. Mu-hyuk got the sirloin steak course; Yerin, lamb steak.
Appetizer bread and soup came first. Dipping bread in soup was savory as hell.
"Wow, this is legit good."
"Right?"
Main courses followed.
Slice, slice.
The knife cut smoothly.
Yerin grinned wide, unable to hold back her joy.
"So good."
She cut some lamb and offered it to Mu-hyuk.
"Ahh."
"Huh?"
"Say ahh."
He hesitated, then opened his mouth. The lamb's aroma hit first, followed by perfect texture filling it.
"How is it?"
"Freaking delicious."
"Right? Right?"
Mu-hyuk cut his sirloin.
"Want some?"
"Yeah!"
He fed her too.
"Try the wine."
"Okay."
The complimentary wine was great too.
"Ahh, nice."
The mood was warm and cozy.
One glass, two.
Before they knew it, both had downed quite a bit.
Maybe weak to booze—her words started slurring. Suddenly, Yerin stared intently at Mu-hyuk. Her hot gaze made his face itch.
"Oppa~."
"Yeah?"
"Let's gooo~."
"Uh, sure."
Paid up and headed out.
Suddenly, Yerin hooked her arm in his.
"Dizzyyy~."
"Uh, wha...?"
Mu-hyuk panicked hard.
Her breasts pressed against his arm. The soft sensation was way too real; his body stiffened. Truth be told, since his past life, Mu-hyuk had been a total newbie with women.
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"Dizzyyy, I said~."
Prodded, he mumbled back.
"R-rest a bit?"
"Where?"
"Uh, well..."
Motels everywhere he looked.
"Pervert."
"Huh? N-no, not like that."
Laughing at flustered Mu-hyuk, Yerin pulled him along.
"Where we going?"
"Follow me."
She led to XX Motel.
Next day.
Mu-hyuk woke to Yerin beside him. He drew a sharp breath.
Not a dream.
Her forwardness—he couldn't resist.
A man had limits, especially with someone as pretty as Yerin.
And sweet too.
He gently pulled down the blanket.
Her nude form revealed.
Beautiful.
Gulp.
He swallowed hard.
Since his past life, he'd been passive—no, inept—with women.
Without her initiative, it'd have fizzled out.
But now that it had progressed, he wasn't idiot enough to let it slip.
"Mm, oppa?"
"Awake?"
"Mhm."
She shyly pulled the blanket up bashfully.
He pulled it down again.
"Why~."
"'Cause you're pretty."
He turned her body.
Eyes met.
Mu-hyuk slowly closed the distance.
Then indulged again.
"Ah..."
Yerin didn't refuse.
*
After their heated time, they left XX Motel and parted.
"Sunday, right?"
"Yeah."
The new Seoul-Gangneung highway made it just an hour—not exactly long-distance.
"Drop me at the bus stop today."
"Nah, I'll take you to Gangneung."
"Too far."
"No big deal."
"Really fine. Bus stop only. Got it?"
"Alright, got it."
"Hehe. Good boy."
She tiptoed, stroking his head.
This felt weirdly good.
Anyway, he dropped her at the bus stop, then got a call from Sung Min-woo on the way home.
(Dude!)
"Yeah?"
(Why'd you ghost yesterday?)
"Sorry."
(Jeez, at least text.)
"Forgot."
(What happened? Something up?)
"Uh, well..."
Yesterday flashed back; he felt embarrassed.
"Started dating Yerin."
(Wait, who?)
"Dating Yerin, I said."
(No way. I hear wrong?)
"Doubt it."
(Not messing?)
"Probably not."
(For real, with Yerin?)
"Yeah, it happened."
(Insane! Get out here NOW!)
"Already out."
(Where!)
"Near Yongsan Station."
(OMW. Wait up.)
"No need?"
(Your life's biggest event—I gotta hear!)
"Biggest, huh..."
(20 mins. Wait! Hanging up!)
Call ended.
Beep, beep.
Sung Min-woo showed in under 20. Mu-hyuk gave a rough rundown of yesterday.
The story grew more detailed as time passed.
"No friggin' way, for real?"
"Yeah, then..."
Sung Min-woo's big reactions were fun, and Mu-hyuk himself was buzzing, realizing he was actually dating Yerin.
"Damn, jealous. For real."
Pure envy.
"Ahem."
Mu-hyuk puffed up a bit.
They grabbed breakfast, spent an hour chatting, then headed home and logged into Illusion.
Partied up and roamed the Kandera Den, hunting humanoid Kandera monsters while scrutinizing users. They neared one party.
"Deeper in?"
"Fine by me."
"Same."
"Good. Let's do it."
Polite speech suggested strangers partying for hunting. But no dagger users.
"What now?"
"Hm."
Mu-hyuk shook his head.
"All longswords. Probably not."
"Keep looking then."
"Yeah."
Passing the party heading deeper, they killed a spawning Kandera and moved on for more users.
Meanwhile.
The party pushing deeper encountered a Kandera.
"One's easy now."
"So we should go deeper, hunt twos."
"Risky though..."
"Hm, it'll be fine. We haven't even fought properly yet."
"True, but."
"Shall we?"
The guy subtly pushing deeper—sword and shield, ordinary-looking, ~170cm, slit eyes giving bad vibes.
"Let's try."
"Hm, bail if dangerous."
"Good."
They advanced.
Slit-eyes deliberately lagged at the rear. With everyone focused forward, he smirked slyly, scanning around.
No one.
Opportunity soon.
His hand on the shield turned sinister.
Above the handle.
Stroking the red dagger tucked in a small slot, then casually sped up as if nothing.