Chapter 194
Chapter 194
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 194
Chapter Title: The Supreme One Has Returned
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'Thanks, it's all thanks to you~'
Mind Listener, codename White.
Thanks to Ignito's scheme in summoning him, the War God had become the one who'd spilled every last secret.
Of course, he hadn't caught wind of the fact that they'd stayed silent about this incident.
But it was more than enough to reveal the intruder's identity: Yong-un.
"Good."
The War God ended the call, his face blooming into a grin of pure delight.
"What's got you so pleased?"
The Earth Dragon—seventh-ranked S-Rank Hunter from America—spoke up as the War God's evening confinement came to an end.
The War God glanced at him and shook his head.
"You don't need to know."
"Fine, whatever..."
The Earth Dragon shrugged with obvious disinterest.
In response, the War God slung an arm around his shoulders.
"Not curious?"
"About what?"
"The Royal Classes are out hunting Yong-un right now."
"Yeah, and thanks to that, you got locked up the whole evening, brother War God."
"Who do you think wins?"
"Man, you're this happy even after confinement?"
"Shut it—who do you think wins?"
The Earth Dragon let out a deep sigh at the War God's excited demeanor.
"The Royal Classes, obviously."
"Why?"
"Why? They're Royal Classes. Yong-un's just another ranked Hunter."
The Earth Dragon was getting irritated by the War God's obvious questions.
Royal Classes were monsters—even a ranked Hunter like him had to bow a step.
The kings acknowledged by Hunters the world over.
No matter if he was the current rising star, Yong-un was still just a ranked Hunter. How could he possibly withstand the pressure from those kings?
Yet the War God, undeterred by the Earth Dragon's annoyance, flashed an even wider smile.
"Right. That's how it should be. Yong-un's just ranked, so it's natural he'd be nothing to a Royal Class."
"Why keep asking the obvious?"
"But... what if Yong-un—who's been hanging in the rankings—actually has Royal Class-level power? What if he's just been too lazy to stir up trouble and reveal it?"
The Earth Dragon's eyebrow twitched at the War God's strange words.
"You're not saying that Korean S-Rank Hunter Yong-un has Royal Class power or something, right?"
"Argh, just answer already."
The Earth Dragon replied in a voice thick with irritation.
"Still no. There are two Royal Classes. Even if he had Royal Class power, it'd be impossible."
"Right? Totally impossible."
"Ugh..."
"So why do I have this feeling Yong-un's gonna handle this without breaking a sweat?"
The Earth Dragon grimaced fiercely and twirled his index finger by his temple.
"Finally lost it?"
"Nah, I'm perfectly sane—and feeling fantastic."
"Definitely lost it."
"Kuhhuhu."
The War God let out a laugh like a man lost to the world.
Then, in a low, quiet voice, he added,
"Vice Director. You don't know Yong-un at all. This time, you lose."
VIP room in the Korean Hunter Management Agency.
Tucked right beside Minister Baek Myung-hee's office, the room held no fewer than two of the six kings who gripped and shook the world.
Creeeak.
Unlike her anxious, worried expression up until now, the Minister strode into the VIP room without hesitation.
"You came quick."
Ignito lounged with his feet propped on the table like it was his master bedroom. Spellro stared out the window. Natalia stood between them, hands clasped behind her back.
The Minister marched right up and took the seat opposite Ignito.
"I will not provide any information on Hunter Yong-un."
Natalia's eyes widened.
Setting aside their alignment with GHO, these two were Royal Classes.
The six kings wielding the world's supreme authority—no place on Earth could defy their commands.
And yet...
In this small, enigmatic land.
Korea's own Minister had openly rejected the kings' decree.
"Knew you'd say that. Felt something off the moment you walked in."
Ignito pulled his feet off the table and let out a smirk.
His voice turned curious.
"Is that Yong-un guy really so vital to this little country that you're rejecting GHO—and us?"
"He is. Not even an unprecedented Royal Class command could make us yield easily... Hunter Yong-un's abilities are Korea itself."
"Truly fascinating. But fascinating aside..."
Whoosh.
Crimson flames erupted over Ignito's hand.
And it wasn't just that.
Crackle.
The ground around the Minister began to freeze over.
Even she—who'd witnessed countless Hunters—was stunned by the spectacle. Her gaze snapped toward it.
She locked eyes with Spellro, standing right by the window and staring her down.
"We're Royal Classes. We get refusing a GHO order. But..."
Whoosh.
"Refusing a request from us Royal Classes—who fight for humanity? That's unacceptable."
Ignito's crimson blaze surged over the ground Spellro had flash-frozen.
The intense cold and blistering heat made the Minister's body sway.
But unlike at the start—when they'd shown no force at all—the Minister didn't so much as blink in the face of the Royal Classes' threat.
"Royal Class or not, anyone threatening my Korea won't get obedience to any order or request."
Ignito's eyebrow twitched.
"Got some spine."
He raised the encircling flames even higher, letting them swirl around her.
"Can you handle the consequences of refusing us?"
The crimson inferno belched heat no ordinary human—let alone a non-Hunter like the Minister—could endure.
Sweat poured from her brow in gleaming drops.
Yet her expression unchanged, she glared back at Ignito.
"I can."
"Any entity refusing a Royal Class request—regardless of nation—may be punished at the Royal Class's discretion, per World Hunter Law Article 1, Paragraph 1."
Smirk.
"That's our answer."
This was precisely why even GHO couldn't touch the Royal Classes.
A single Royal Class could overwhelm a nation's entire might.
Defying their command alone declared war.
No sane country would refuse.
Whoosh.
As Ignito smiled, the flames around her roared fiercer, spewing unrelenting heat.
Heat haze shimmered. Even the AC couldn't cope. The Minister was nearing her limit.
Stagger.
Prolonged intense heat thinned the oxygen. Extended exposure felled the mind.
A non-Hunter like her, clinging to sheer willpower—the transcendent blaze was breaking her down.
Just as the Minister, who'd held out so long, began to slump sideways...
Swish. Thud.
Flash.
A group materialized at her side.
Ignito's flames scattered in an instant.
Spellro's eyes widened ever so slightly.
'Sliced through Ignito's flames?'
He glared at the man steadying the Minister.
The others might've missed it, but Spellro and Natalia saw it clear as day.
The man's swordplay cleaving Ignito's unquenchable blaze.
"You..."
But the curiosity was fleeting.
With the flames gone, the group came into view—and the man at their center, supporting the Minister.
"Yong-un!"
Another presence casually snuffing out Ignito's flames—flames even elite Hunters struggled against.
Yong-un had arrived before the Royal Class entourage, flanked by his Ghost Soul Annihilation and Demon Dragon Squad.
"Ghost Soul Annihilation, Demon Dragon Squad."
"Yes, Sovereign."
Yong-un took a step toward Ignito and handed the unconscious Minister to Myung-su.
"Protect the Minister."
"Yes! Sovereign!"
Whoosh.
Every last ghost soul of Ghost Soul Annihilation vanished into their Ghost Fusion Killing Art.
Presences utterly erased—like true phantoms.
The demons who slew ghosts and obliterated souls had melted from the spot.
Thud.
At the same moment, the Demon Dragon Squad took positions around the Minister.
Jet-black demonic qi cloaking their forms, swords drawn—stalwart generals standing firm.
One by one, the pressure-exuding black dragons slammed their feet into the ground beside her.
And at their forefront stood Yong-un.
Whoosh.
An invisible Asura, swathed head to toe in Crimson Demon Aura, planted itself squarely before Ignito.
The Sovereign of them all, exuding jet-black blood mist and staring Ignito down.
"Royal Class... Is the power of that name truly so immense?"
The sole Sovereign radiated crushing pressure toward Ignito.
Ignito's flames erupted in all directions.
The crimson blaze shifted blue in an instant.
Staring Yong-un down, Ignito declared,
"Every Hunter who sets foot in this world must obey. That's the might of the Royal Class name."
A smile crept across Ignito's lips as blue flames bloomed everywhere.
"Got it? Kneel, you bastard."
The Royal Classes weren't called kings for nothing.
The power of their name was every bit deserving.
Even a powerhouse like Korea.
Merely defying a Royal Class command was enough to force a situation like this.
"I see..."
Yong-un nodded slowly.
Ignito took it as acceptance and deepened his smile.
"It's you, right? No point denying it. We're taking you in to confirm anyway."
"So the Royal Class name carries enough weight that even this goes unpunished."
The answer was obvious from their brazen actions in a foreign land.
Royal Classes were like the Ten Great Masters of Murim.
Absolute experts recognized across the entirety of Murim.
Their names commanded all of Murim, just as the Royal Classes' did the world.
"Now I see it clearly."
The fiercely proud Minister had collapsed without a fight.
With that, Yong-un steeled his heart and set his goal.
"Let's keep it civil. Rebel against a Royal Class knowingly, and it won't end well."
"Come up."
"What?"
Ignito's brows furrowed at Yong-un's clenched fist.
Behind him, the eight arms coiled as a blood-mist Asura unfurled with a snap.
The massively enlarged Crimson Asura's arms locked onto vital points one by one.
All blades yanked toward Ignito—Yong-un's voice boomed.
"Royal Class. I'll take that seat."
Ignito's expression hardened at the unfamiliar aura's shape.
"You're insane?"
Declaring ascension to Royal Class before their very eyes.
Faced with that colossal ambition, Ignito's playful grin vanished, replaced by a twisted scowl as he bellowed,
"Old man Spellro!"
Rustle.
Beside Ignito's flames, white mist of frigid cold coalesced.
Spellro emerged, extending two white daggers trailing wisps of frost vapor.
"Heard."
"That's a challenge to the Royal Classes, yeah?"
"Yong-un."
Spellro's icy gaze fixed on him.
"You just crossed the line."
Spellro's eyes flashed blue.
All the Crimson Asura's arms behind Yong-un were severed clean off.
"Not content with refusing a Royal Class request. You just insulted and defied us."
Swish.
Spellro regripped his extended white daggers.
"Now the Royal Classes punish and apprehend the offender."
The unofficial, world-shaking duel between the Royal Classes and Yong-un...
Was about to begin. Right now.