Chapter 11 - First real battle (2)
An improvised container box.
Seoyoon was sitting alone in it, lost in thought.
It was quite a shabby place for a place where the granddaughter of the sword star rested.
So, the person who was called the work foreman bowed and apologized, but in fact, Seoyoon didn't care about that at all.
“Haa, how long do I have to do this…”
No, rather, the gazes of those people were not very pleasant.
Geomseong, Seoyoon's grandfather.
Although he was a swordsman who was revered as a hero by the people, it was nothing more than a tag that Seoyoon always followed.
She is also the granddaughter of the Sword Master.
What's the only thing the swordsman's granddaughter can do?
Whether you do well or not, you must be compared to your grandfather unconditionally.
The more that happened, the more Seoyoon struggled to surpass her grandfather.
However, the wall named Geomseong was tall and high, and Seoyoon had no talent to overcome it.
“Something like Hunter… I don’t even want to do it.”
More than anything, Seoyoon didn't want to be a hunter or something.
Seoyoon's original dream was to become an educator. I wanted to become a school teacher and live a life teaching students.
Such a life that can be said to be ordinary in a way.
However, Seoyoon's background did not allow such an ordinary life.
Geomseong started training as a hunter when Seoyoon started to walk.
The education taught by the swordsman.
Others were envious, saying that it was something they could not get even if they gave a thousand gold, but Seoyoon just wanted to kick it even if they gave a thousand gold.
Because of that, Seoyoon was able to easily pass the Pro Hunter exam and become a B-class Hunter.
But that was all.
Seoyoon had neither the talent nor the will to go beyond that.
31 years have passed since then.
It was too late for Seoyoon, who hadn't graduated from college, to become a school teacher.
So Seoyoon compromised with reality was Hunter Academy.
If you can't become a school teacher, try becoming an academy instructor.
Seoyoon used every possible method to persuade her grandfather and eventually was able to set up the Hunter Academy.
At first, it garnered quite a bit of attention. Hunter academy run by the granddaughter of the Sword Saint.
However, as it turned out that the swordsman was not acting as an instructor, people began to leave one by one.
People only applied after hearing the name of the Sword Saint, not Seoyoon.
When the disappointed students left, all that was left was those who only looked at Seoyoon's appearance.
Only students who have neither the will nor the will to be filtered out.
Instead of thinking of becoming hunters, the students only thought of trying to manipulate Seoyoon somehow.
Swordsman, who couldn't see this, stepped forward, and even the remaining students quit the academy as if they were kicked out.
So, it became the Hunter Academy, which may or may not exist now.
“If there is only one decent student...”
But Seoyoon did not give up on that dream until now.
Class S in the name of Seoyoon herself. No, at least if he could produce even an A-class hunter, then from then on, he would look after Seoyoon, not the swordsman.
So Seo-yoon was looking for talented aspiring hunters while doing her hunter activities.
However, most of them approached after seeing Seoyoon's appearance.
There were a few who wanted to be okay, but all of them could not stand the pressure of the Sword Master and quit.
Now, it has reached the point where if you want to select students, you have to pass the test of the Sword Master.
“Where in the world is such a person…”
Ha.
Seoyoon unknowingly let out a deep sigh.
But suddenly.
‘one! two! three!'
Someone's voice that comes to mind.
It was the voice of a madman squatting with the body of the previous one on his back.
“...”
Why does that crazy person come to mind all of a sudden?
But Seoyoon couldn't continue the question.
“Kieeaek!!”
“Even run away!”
Strange noises and screams of people coming from outside the container.
Jump!
Seoyoon kicked off her seat and got up and ran out.
and arrival site.
“What happened! What about the fuss just now... Huh?”
Seoyoon put a question mark on the scene she saw.
Split in half... no, a burst manticore... is that right?
And a man standing in front of him holding a long iron bar.
“you are...?”
He was a crazy... no, that weird guy who squatted with a dead body on his back.
“what?”
And for some reason, he was constantly shaking his head.
Seoyoon turned her gaze and looked at what appeared to be a manticore in front of the man.
‘Why is Manticore here...'
Seoyoon looked around once again.
The scene where it became an abyss. Debris scattered all over the place.
‘no way?'
It wasn't too difficult for Seoyoon to recall the Behemoth's accident a few days ago.
‘for a moment. So, is that the man who made the Manticore like that?'
Seoyoon couldn't believe it.
That's right, Manticore was a 4-star monster. It is difficult to deal with low-ranking pro hunters alone.
By the way, a handyman at a transportation company broke it in half?
Most of all, you won't be able to use mana?
“Why did this get pierced…?”
Seo-joon had been tilting his head from a while ago as to what the problem was.
Seo-yoon approached Seo-jun to ask what happened, and Seo-jun also recognized Seo-yoon.
two people facing each other.
Both of their mouths opened at the same time.
“What happened?”
“How did…?”
What if you ask me that, you crazy bastard?
Seoyoon desperately suppressed the words that were about to come out.
“What kind of fuss is all this?”
“Suddenly, there was a scream...”
Afterwards, people who sensed the commotion began to gather one by one.
Soon, everyone in the company gathered and all work stopped.
“what's the matter! Why are you gathering here without doing anything!”
At this, Kim Tae-soo, the head of the work team, chased after him in a fit of rage, but found Seo-yoon.
“Why is Seoyoon-sama here...”
Perhaps she realized that the situation was not serious, and asked a worker nearby about the situation.
The worker explained everything he saw to Taesu Kim.
A living manticore suddenly emerged from a pile of corpses.
Something that could have developed into a serious human accident.
Fortunately, there were no casualties, and there was only one reason that was possible.
“mister. Are you okay? Are you not hurt?”
It was because of Seojun.
“I’m fine, but…”
Mancheol looked at Seojun approaching with a bewildered expression.
And that was true not only of Mancheol, but also of everyone gathered here.
“I'm really glad. It could have been really bad.”
But Seo-joon, whether he knew it or not, only let out a sigh of relief.
“You...”
Mancheol was beyond absurd.
Just a few weeks ago, Seo-joon was nothing but ordinary.
The only special thing is that he is a natural awakener?
But what is the current situation?
Mancheol tried to ask about it, but there was someone who was faster than Mancheol.
“hey.”
A soft, gentle voice.
The protagonist of that voice was none other than the granddaughter of the Sword Saint.
Did you say your name is Park Seo-yoon?
The eyes looking at Seo-joon from earlier had been unusual.
Mancheol closed his mouth and decided to observe the situation.
Seoyoon approached Seojun, pondered something for a while, and then slowly opened her mouth.
“Could you… meet my grandfather once with me?”
huh?
Contrary to his will, Mancheol tilted his head to the side.
And that was not only Mancheol, but most of the people gathered here.
There is a certain level of suddenness. Are we going to have a casual meeting?
Mancheol was absurd.
But when I thought about it again, Seoyoon's grandfather was a sword star.
The idol of hunters and the realm of heaven and earth.
Aspiring hunters, as well as pro hunters, wonder if they can meet and learn at least once.
But in reality, the screen on TV is everything. It's hard to see even a face from afar.
It started as a joke, but the right to receive 10 minutes of instruction from the swordsman was auctioned for 3.5 billion won.
But his granddaughter arranges a meeting with the Sword Master himself?
Man-cheol didn't know exactly why, but this was a rare opportunity and opportunity for Seo-joon.
“I don’t like it.”
But what kind of crazy sound is this to my ears now?
“yes?”
“I hate it.”
Seo-joon turned his gaze toward Seo-yoon coldly. And with a worried expression, he said to Mancheol.
“mister. Let's go to the hospital together. You might have been hurt somewhere.”
“Huh? Uh... that's that...” For some
reason, Man-cheol felt like a high-ranking criminal.
Seo-joon took Man-cheol to a nearby hospital.
Man-cheol was reluctant to go to the Hansako hospital, saying he was fine, but Seo-joon took Man-cheol with him by force.
Of course, Manticore did not directly harm Mancheol, but it was unknown what kind of shock Mancheol suffered in the process of running away.
I think I'm fine, but there's something I don't know.
Didn't Seo-joon himself have such thoughts in the first place, and then it turned out that way?
There was an inspection fee, but Seo-jun was able to pay for it.
It was nothing compared to what Mancheol had done for Seojun.
So Seo-joon took Man-cheol to the hospital, and luckily Man-cheol was fine.
“That’s because it’s okay. You just threw raw money.”
“It’s money, it’s enough to earn it again. However, if the body misses the time, it cannot be returned. You should think of Soo-yeon.”
“Patience.”
Mancheol said with a disapproving expression, but in fact, he wasn't in a very bad mood.
Mancheol clicked his tongue and said to Seojun.
“By the way… how could you do that?”
“Well... you know that I usually exercise.”
“Was that possible with only those exercises? Above all, you haven't even awakened Mana yet.”
Seo-joon had nothing to say in response, so he laughed awkwardly, and Man-cheol spoke to Seo-joon again.
“No, more than that, wouldn't you regret not meeting the real swordsman? It's not too late even now I'm fine, so run quickly.”
“That's Okay. What am I doing when I meet the Sword Saint?”
“What are you doing! My granddaughter brought me here, so if you ask me to teach you something, I will teach you!”
“No need. Those are the teachings of the Sword Master.”
“That sword master's teaching...?”
Seo-joon burst into laughter as he looked at Man-cheol's dumbfounded expression.
I don't know why Seoyoon said that, but Seojun had no reason to meet the swordsman.
Others say they struggle to receive even a small teaching, but Seo-joon really didn't need the teachings of the Sword Master.
Perhaps, if that incident hadn't happened today, Seo-joon might have been worried.
In fact, Seo-joon was also a bit dubious about the transcendent academy.
But today.
After directly confirming the effect, Seo-joon was able to speak confidently.
There was no need for the Sword Master's teachings.
“Then, uncle. See you again tomorrow.”
Seo-joon turned his steps behind Man-cheol, who was still standing blankly.
It was because I was anxious to listen to the lectures at the Transcendent Academy.
way back home like that.
Seo-joon picked up his smartphone for a moment and looked at something he hadn't checked before.
< Progress rate of Chiron lecture 21.5%... >
< Progress rate of Sakyamuni lecture 5.1%... >
< Progress rate of Xiangwu lecture 19.7%... >
Compared to before, Chiron 10%. Sakyamuni is 2.6%. Hangwoo was up about 13%.
Even in just one moment.
Compared to the time when I simply listened to the lecture over and over again, the progress rate went up significantly.
“One hundred words are worth seeing, and one hundred dogs are worth noting. What is it?”
In a word, it means that the best way is to listen to lectures and apply them in practice.
And that actual battle meant catching monsters like today.
The problem was that Seo-joon couldn't catch the monster.
“Should I save money and enter the academy…”
The only way to do it now is to enter a state-approved academy and obtain a temporary license.
Then, since I was able to do dungeon raids, I was able to build up actual battles.
However, I wondered if I had to spend a lot of money to enter the academy.
Seojun, who didn't need the swordsman's teachings, didn't need the education taught at the academy either.
It wasn't bad considering making money from raids, but to get a temporary license, you had to take the academy's schedule curriculum.
However, for Seo-jun now, it was nothing more than a time-consuming stumbling block.
“It's ambiguous...”
It was the moment I was thinking about what to do.
“Hey!”
I heard someone calling Seo-joon from behind.
Seo-jun turned his head slowly, wanting something, and what came into Seo-jun's field of vision was a beauty with long black hair.
“Wait. Let's talk for a minute!”
It was none other than Seoyoon.