novelzi Chapter 59: I’ll Get Serious If You Want
Chapter 59: I’ll Get Serious If You Want
Chapter 59: I’ll Get Serious If You Want
Within the Hunter Academy’s sparring room was a 10-meter octagonal cage reinforced with special iron. I heard it was a magical material that could absorb the impact from force and abilities.
Maybe I can use this as a reference for my novels in the future...
But when I tried to take a closer look, Mr. Lee interrupted me. Wearing his gloves, he spoke disgruntledly.
"Where’s your protective equipment? Aren’t you going to wear any?"
"But you’re not wearing any either."
“Our situation is different.”
“It's fine. I won't wear it if you aren't.”
Veins bulged on his forehead as he maintained a stern expression.
“I warned you.”
Is he offended?
Then, Mr. Lee revealed his copper-colored, shredded muscles, which resembled lowland gorilla’s. However, I was no longer excited to see them. Perhaps, I was too accustomed to Il-Ho’s muscles.
“Don't let your guard down. Geun-Wook is one of the better Reinforce-type B-rank Hunters out there. He might be falling behind in rank, but he’s well-versed in various martial techniques. To top it off, he’s also a veteran in battles! He can even go against A-rank Hunters with no problem!”
...Said Choi Kang-San from beyond the barbed wire like a coach.
“Yeah, yeah,” I answered dryly.
Meanwhile, the school nurse, Choi Eun-Bi, showed a bored expression. She likely thought she didn’t need to watch to know the outcome.
“Te...n-no, Oppa, good luck! Finish him in one blow!” Ms. Sung Mi-Ri, can you tone it down a bit? My opponent is your homeroom teacher, you know? Are you really asking me to finish him off?
Chatter chatter.
Students of the Hunter Academy paused their training and gathered around our sparring room.
“Isn’t that the P.E. teacher from the High School division? Who is he sparring against?”
“The Principal is here too! Maybe they are testing a new teacher?”
“Wow, it’s going to be interesting!”
Mr. Lee took a stance as he glanced at the kids who assembled around. “Let’s wrap this up before we attract more attention.”
I was slightly taken aback. Wasn’t that the stance of a certain famous character in Tekken?
“Let’s begin.”
His friendly greeting marked the start of the battle. Then, Mr. Lee paced in the arena.
Bam!
He stomped, digging his feet so hard that I could feel the earth shake!
Boooom!
Following his perfect form, his fist ferociously jabbed at me! A flawless, nimble, powerful attack that didn’t leave any gap for me to take advantage of. Truly a man of muscle, as stated in the note.
“Equip malevolent god title: Brutal Killer (C).”
This title would allow me to increase my combat prowess according to the amount of evil deeds I’d committed. Like the scene in The Matrix, I could perceive his fist traveling on a terrifying arc in slow motion. Then, our eyes met briefly. He widened his eyes as tears welled up in them.
Did he finally realize he wasn’t dealing with a potato, but a mountain?
Don’t worry, Mr. Lee. I’ll go easy on you.
Tap!
I lightly tapped on the glove that was coming toward me.
“Huh?!”
Then, Mr. Lee’s arm jerked to the side, as if getting pulled out of his torso.
Everyone was in shock. Seeing that he had lowered his guard, I lightly punched his stomach.
Poooop!
Like a balloon popping, Mr. Lee flew a distance before slamming into the iron mesh.
Boom boom boom!
True enough, the wall absorbed the physical impact, remaining unscathed.
“Cough—Y...you, how...”
Mr. Lee seemed about to say something, but his consciousness failed him. He collapsed to the ground limply.
Hmm. This is noteworthy.
Before, I failed to knock that Cheol-Du guy out, but now that wasn’t the case. Even though I didn’t use my full strength, the B-rank Mr. Lee went out cold. Then, was it safe to assume that my malevolent god title, Brutal Killer, was almost on par with an A-rank Hunter?
“Kyaaa! Oppa is the best!” Sung Mi-Ri hopped like a bunny.
“H-how...? But, based on his numbers... isn’t he a normal person...?” the school nurse was so shocked that her glasses slipped down her nose.
“Wow... He knocked down the P.E. teacher in one blow? W-who is he?”
“He must be at least A-rank. Was there anyone like that?”
The students were astonished by me as well.
Uhm, this is a bit too much...
“Hahaha! My guess was right!” Choi Kang-San laughed heartily as he ran into the sparring room. Leaving Mr. Lee in the school nurse’s care, he turned to me with a sharp look.
“Spar with me!”
Choi Kang-San took off his top, revealing a scarred body and rugged muscles, unweathered by age.
[Your devout believer and temporary apostle, Il-Ho, has offered a tribute.]
God-Maker rang, and something appeared in my hand. A beautiful bouquet of flowers, which smelled sweet and fragrant. The sudden tribute surprised me, but considering how he’d offered me the heads of venomous bugs, it was definitely a huge improvement.
I was feeling somewhat flattered when...
-Kieeeek!
-Kyaaaak!
Grab!
The crazy flowers suddenly became alive and kicking! They squirmed and bit at my hands!
“Argh! The fuck is this?!” I freaked out and threw the bouquet away.
Plop, rollll—
It landed at Choi Kang-San’s feet.
-Kieeeek!
“So? Why did he tell you to keep me here?”
I was waiting for a reply but heard nothing. Choi Kang-San tensed up at the sight of the monstrous flowers.
“Uhm, Homeless Uncle?”
“Ahhhh! Mommy! Save meee!”
That shocked me! Choi Kang-san suddenly screamed like a child and stormed out of the sparring room. What’s wrong with him? Did he have a flower phobia? Also, was the iron mesh supposed to tear that easily?
“F-Father!” the school nurse called after him, but Choi Kang-San was long gone.
Bam! Bam bam bam!
All that was left was a hole in the sparring room.
Whiiiing!
The wind blowing through the hole swept over Mr. Lee and the watching students. Wait, so what happens now? Since he ran off, did I win this?
However, God-Maker didn’t notify me about Choi Kang-San turning into my follower.
Instead...
[An emergency quest has occurred!]
[Follower Salvation Quest]
[Target: Sword Demon (Fanatic)]
[God Yu Il-Shin, do you wish to save your fanatic Sword Demon from a life-threatening crisis? (Yes/No)]
Again?
“Haa... What has he been doing?”
Anyway, I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night if someone I knew died, so I decided to save him. Fortunately, no one else paid attention to me because of Choi Kang-San’s episode.
“Yes.”
Ding!
[You paid 100,000 Gcoins for the alteration of his fate.]
[The effects of the title Benevolent Savior (C) and the Second Moon created by Yu Il-Shin trigger a “great miracle.”]
Flash!
My body disappeared along with the message.
***
Moments later, I appeared in a completely unfamiliar place. It seemed to be a hut deep in the mountains. Although it cost me some Godcoins, being teleported was convenient.
“Uh... uuurk!”
When I finally spotted Sword Demon, I was rendered speechless. He was about to stab his own chest with a sword. How ridiculous! The message appeared because of this?!
“Ugh, Mr. Sword Demon. What are you doing? Do you have a hobby of attempting suicide?”
“Mr. Sword God. S-save me...”
However, he didn’t look suicidal. His eyes were also bloodshot. I hurriedly snatched the sword from his hand.
Plop!
Sword Demon gasped for breath as he fell to the ground.
“Huff huff! T-thank you, Mr. Sword God!”
—I didn’t sense anyone around earlier... Where do you appear from?
A mechanical voice, likely from a voice changer, came from behind. I turned around to see a grotesque creature with a creepy mask, resembling a Plague Doctor.
Sword Demon gritted his teeth, shouting, “Mr. Sword God! Don’t let your guard down! This person uses strange abilities!”
Um, uh, yeah. This is kind of embarrassing. There’s no use trying to hide your face. I can see everything.
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[Sung Mi-Na]
A female human. Around for 24 years.
Special note: Under the curse of Abysm of the God of Destroyer.
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“What are you doing here, Ms. Sung Mi-Na? Also, what’s with that outfit?”