Chapter 331 – The Black Market (4)
As time passed, the anguish deepened.
People are looking for him every day.
“Son Siwoo Hunter. The sabbatical year you mentioned has passed. When are you planning to resume your activities? .”
An executive of the Hunter Association.
“Master. How long are you going to rest? Shouldn’t we be returning to the front line soon?”
My direct guild teammates.
“There is a theory that Hunter Son Si-woo’s sabbatical was due to an injury, is that true?!”
Reporters surrounded the guild entrance in double or triple layers.
“You, when are you going to come back? More and more people are looking for it.”
A vain wife.
[Why doesn’t Son Si-woo return?]
[There was talk that it was because of an injury, but what if this is ㅇㅇ?]
[Actually,,, Siwoo Son is already,,, dead,,,]
[Laughs] Isn’t it nice to not be able to come out because it’s been a break for decades?]
[Look at the comments. What has Son Si-woo done so far?;;]
[Lㅇㅋ If it wasn’t for Son Si-woo, a third of the idiots who commented here would have been left behind.]
[The number of unemployed pups who skip their parents’ spines is reduced by a third… ? Might be better?]
Even on the Internet, countless stories about him appear and disappear repeatedly.
Everyone is hoping
The return of national hunter Son Si-woo.
Everyone wants it.
A strong shield to protect my peaceful daily life.
However, they will never know.
Son Si-woo, who defended Korea without retreating even against catastrophic monsters, no longer exists.
“Ugh… , What to do, what to do.”
Hand Siu wrapped his head and was immersed in trouble.
“Come back… , How do I do that, ugh… !”
What does Son Si-woo’s comeback mean?
A high-difficulty dungeon attack where many adventurers suffered the death penalty.
Initiating an operation to arrest a wanted A-class or S-class villain.
It means that if you make a mistake, you will stand in the whirlpool of the battlefield where you will lose your life.
“What do we do? How should… !”
A disintegrating body.
Memories not recovered.
Even Son Si-woo’s fighting ability embedded in it.
If he gets caught up in the whirlpool, he will surely lose his life, but how can he get in?
All the circumstances surrounding Hana herself are bothering him.
If he goes on like this, there are only two endings left for him.
Or hugging a smashed image and falling.
It crashes after being suspicious by everyone and revealing its true identity.
Either way, falling to the bottom of the abyss is self-evident.
After much thought, he finally came up with an idea.
“Yes, if that person… !”
To be precise, someone who can find a way to overcome this crisis.
Son Si-woo picks up the smartphone lying on the desk.
He immediately called the person he had stored in his contact list.
* * *
Undoubtedly.
That child is me
“Hmm… , Is not it.”
When you say this, it feels like you have your doppelganger right in front of you.
Anyway.
This guy is definitely Son Si-woo.
No matter how much you hide it, you can recognize it as much as I do.
It is a body that has been shaved sweat by sweat through arduous training while living for decades.
If I couldn’t recognize my body, what skit would be as funny as that one?
“Anyway, why is that bastard here… ?”
That’s what’s important right now.
For what reason did he find this black market?
“… What are those equipment?”
The mask he wore on his head, the robe he wore on his body, etc.
They are the first things you see together.
Where did I throw away all the equipment I set up and am wearing that kind of stuff?
“Hmm.”
The feeling of finally coming face to face with my body wasn’t particularly unusual.
I wouldn’t know if I had met face to face.
Maybe it’s because I’m wrapped up in a mask and a robe.
The only thing I lift while watching the back as they walk is a simple thought like ‘Oh, it’s me.’
Because of the mutual non-aggression and non-disclosure treaty, isn’t there anything we can do when we meet anyway?
Maybe that’s why, rather than dating, I’m more interested in the other side.
For example, the direction he is walking right now.
“That way leads to the upper floors…”
As I said before, the upper floor is a place where you can only enter with a pass.
And I don’t remember getting a pass issued.
That would mean that he got the pass issued himself after all…
“That idiot?”
I have my doubts.
I don’t know exactly, but the upper floors are considered a special area even within the black market.
And since it is such a special place, I heard that the procedure for issuing a pass is very difficult.
I have nothing to say to the benefactor who gave me a new life, but he is an idiot.
In fact, the asshole of asshole that makes you want to criticize it in a stronger tone than the word keut.
A guy like that got a pass issued by a black market manager?
“… I smell something.”
Well, it’s not at all impossible.
Just as I’ve gone through a lot of changes since I got this body, can he?
For example, I changed my personality to be sincere, or I am determined to live my life diligently.
“It’s a very slim chance.”
However, the problem is that the chances of that happening are very slim.
Personally, I think the probability of that would converge to almost zero.
Why?
Because only me in this world, excluding myself, knows his memories and thoughts.
I don’t think anyone knows better than me what kind of human being he is.
“That’s not what’s important right now.”
In the current situation, it doesn’t matter how the guy obtained the pass.
The important thing is that he is now advancing towards the upper floors.
So what to do here?
“Of course it’s tailing.”
Mutual Inviolability and Non-Disclosure.
It was not written on either side to not tail the other.
Of course, if you are caught tailing, something dangerous may happen, but…
“Isn’t it enough if you don’t get caught?”
That’s what I was talking about when I heard it.
I put him at the edge of my field of vision and slowly follow him.
In front of the tightly closed door that arrived shortly after.
The guy put something like a small card on the terminal next to the door.
Soon the door starts to open.
That’s right… !
Through the creaking open door, all you can see is the thick darkness.
Judging from the shimmering mana, it seems that there is some kind of perception-deterring magic underneath.
I’m more curious after seeing something like that.
What on earth is on the upper floor that maintains impenetrable security?
“… Gone.”
After hesitating for a while, he soon moves beyond the door leading to the upper floors.
Koo!
After swallowing him, he immediately approaches the closed door.
“This is the first obstacle.”
To continue tailing, you must open this door.
But how?
“Terminal…”
A terminal is placed next to the huge door.
It’s the perfect size to put a palm-sized card on.
“Oh.”
When I put my hand on the terminal, I felt the magic circuit diagram as clearly as I could see it.
The carefully applied circuit taught me a lot.
For example, the way this terminal goes through authentication.
“It’s fairly simple for a complex circuit.”
The terminal plays the role of reading the wavelength of magical power flowing through objects that touch the device.
That is to say.
“The door only opens when a certain wavelength is read among them.”
There is a separate wavelength required to open the door, and the pass is an object containing that wavelength.
It’s easy to explain in words, but it’s as sure as security.
If you put your mind to it, only one of the infinitely derived wavelengths is the key, right?
In fact, in order for a person without a pass to enter this place, they would have no choice but to destroy the door, and then the waiting managers would rush in like crazy, meaning that it would be virtually impossible to infiltrate.
“Sup… , This is good.”
A method I really like.
Why?
It gives others a sense of impenetrability, but not to me.
A single wavelength that is the key.
This answer exists inside the terminal.
No, it has to exist.
The waveform must be stored in the terminal to be able to distinguish between correct and incorrect answers.
And I’m the only person who can dig into the circuit inside the terminal.
What does that mean?
“By doing this… ?”
After finding the wavelength stored in the terminal, copy it to the palm of your hand and put it on.
[Authentication completed.]
It is said that you can easily break through security that would be like a wailing wall to others.
That’s right… !
The door opens once again.
The pitch-black darkness that can be seen beyond it.
It’s a darkness created through a certain magic, so if you put your mind to it, you can break through it.
“You don’t have to.”
Just go in and check it out yourself.
How will the upper floors be decorated?
With a fluttering heart, I move my steps beyond the darkness.
The feeling of passing through a barrier made of dense magical power.
Before long, a new world unfolds before her eyes.
“Hey…”
Prosperous street.
Dazzling light.
Even the colorful buildings that catch the eye everywhere.
Gorgeous scenery reminiscent of Las Vegas, which I have been to once.
“Here… , Upper floors?”
This is a black market, this is a resort.
The ground is so gorgeous that it makes you mistaken for a moment… , No, an underground paradise.
I never thought the upper floors were like this.
“There’s a reason it’s blocked twice or three times.”
The astronomical amount that would have been spent on creating this street.
And black market VIPs who use this facility.
If you want to protect these two, it’s right to wrap it tightly.
“Oh, this is not the time.”
The spirit that was sold for a while in the splendor of the street is quickly regained.
And calmly step on the back of the guy walking ahead.
Judging from the fact that he looks around curiously every time he walks, it seems that this is his first time here, or he has visited very few times.
The place where the footsteps of the guy who walked while looking everywhere stopped was a very unexpected place.
“… Church?”
Suddenly, why a church among colorful buildings lined up in a row?
From the outside, it looks like an ordinary church, but… , Well.
“It’s probably a pseudonym.”
Black market.
It must also be a church normally operated by the church building on the upper floor.
The question grows deeper and deeper.
What the hell was going on in that church building?
A simple tangent place?
Or maybe you’re not really a member of this church… ?
“Ah, no way.”
I’d like to believe it’s not, but I don’t know.
I think that idiot could really fall for a pseudo and struggle.
“What… , You’ll understand when you go in.”
After a while, let’s try to enter the church he entered.
A priest wearing a black priestly robe standing by the door blocks my way.
“I’m sorry, brother. Today is a day without Mass due to church circumstances.”
Back to the word, this is it.
I can’t help it.
“Ah… , Okay. There were many examples.”
“No, brother. You took a long step, but we are sorry. If you visit us again next time, we will open the door wide to welcome you.”
Even being very kind to pseudo-subjects.
As if responding to the priest’s smile, he smiled and stepped back.
“Yes, then see you next time.”
“Take a look.”
Once operational, retreat.
I walk out and hide a little far away and look at the church.
“Obviously he just let him in.”
Passing without any confirmation means that there was some proof in a place that caught the eye.
That weird looking mask? Or the plain-looking robe?
If not, is it something I haven’t checked yet?
Anyway, I can’t decorate something right now, and I can’t make a fuss by knocking out the opponent who is in the way.
Then there is only one way left.
There is no choice but to upgrade the genre, which was just a simple follow-up, and turn it into an action infiltration.
