Chapter 67 – Gil Chung-soo

Min Do-jun’s eyes widened upon seeing Gil Chung-soo.

‘It’s him.’

The Gil Chung-soo in Min Do-jun’s memory was unmistakable.

Behind him, a woman was cowering and trembling.

Seeing the ropes and her frightened eyes, she appeared to be a victim.

‘This b*st*rd…’

He suppressed his anger while looking at Gil Chung-soo.

Recalling the man’s previous words.

‘He sees me as an uncle.’

Min Do-jun was satisfied with Gil Chung-soo’s reference to him as an uncle.

His face looked like a typical early 40s man, which meant…

‘He considers me to have lower combat power.’

In fact, he had already assessed Gil Chung-soo’s mediocre skills even before being called an uncle.

The moment he saw him, the weakness detection information appeared.

[Gil Chung-soo]

– Description: Hunter born in 1991. Current level 1,350. Unaffiliated, occupation: assassin.

– Combat Method: Hiding and backstabbing with shadow stepping. When not hidden, maintains distance and throws daggers.

– Weakness: Monotonous attack pattern. Weak in direct confrontation.

‘An assassin type.’

He had encountered assassins before.

Cho Gyu-chan, a 1,002-level Black Sea Guild hunter.

‘He won’t be much different.’

Even without knowing Gil Chung-soo’s specific characteristics, he was confident he could win.

He had many hidden cards.

“Manager An! Who’s that uncle next to you?”

“This, this person is…”

The manager couldn’t continue speaking and only watched Min Do-jun’s reaction.

He wasn’t hesitating about how to explain, but hoping for the promised reward.

“I’ve guided you to Gil Chung-soo, so I’ll spare you as promised. Go.”

As soon as those words ended, the manager ran towards Gil Chung-soo with a bright expression.

During this time, Min Do-jun drew his ghost sword and transformed it into a bow.

The manager blocked Gil Chung-soo’s view, so he didn’t see this transformation.

Feeling safe after getting closer to Gil Chung-soo, the manager changed his stance.

“B-Boss! That guy killed our guys… Ugh!!”

An arrow protruded from the manager’s chest.

Min Do-jun had shot it from behind.

Thud-

Before the arrow could completely disappear, another hit his head.

As the manager’s breath stopped, his body vanished with the arrow.

Gil Chung-soo, who witnessed this, looked surprised.

Not because his subordinate died.

The lives of his subordinates or victims were equally insignificant to him.

Nor was he surprised by the disappearing arrows.

Hunter weapons were typically designed to automatically generate arrows when the bowstring was drawn.

What truly shocked him was the vanishing corpse.

His surprise quickly turned to curiosity.

“How did you do that?”

Gil Chung-soo stared intently at the 40-something uncle holding the bow.

“Doesn’t seem like a skill. Is it your characteristic? Wow, corpse disposal must be so convenient.”

Gil Chung-soo looked genuinely envious.

“I’m a broom, while others are vacuum cleaners. Oh, I’m jealous.”

“Gil Chung-soo.”

“Huh? Where did you hear my name? Did Manager An mention it? What are you doing here? Surely you’re not looking for me.”

Knowing he was a psychopath, Gil Chung-soo’s muttering didn’t seem particularly strange.

“I am indeed looking for you.”

“Oh, really?”

“Answer my questions.”

“Okay. What do you want to know?”

Surprisingly, Gil Chung-soo answered obediently.

“Do you know Shin Gyeong-min?”

“Who’s that?”

“Then do you know Kang Hyuk-soo?”

“Oh, who? Don’t know, don’t know.”

As the questions were blocked, he asked a different question.

“Who’s the woman behind you?”

“Who?”

When Gil Chung-soo turned back, the woman flinched.

“Oh, that woman? A hunting target.”

“How did you kidnap her?”

“Hey, it’s unfair if only I answer. Then you’ll answer my questions too, right?”

“Sure. Answer my questions first.”

“Okay!”

Excitement appeared on Gil Chung-soo’s face.

He seemingly had many things he wanted to ask.

“How did I kidnap her? I mixed sleeping pills in her drink at a club and brought her.”

“Where did you get the sleeping pills?”

“I have a religion I visit every weekend. They provided them when I asked.”

“From a religion?”

What kind of religion would provide sleeping pills?

It seemed impossible unless it was a cult.

Min Do-jun asked with a hint of suspicion.

“Do you know Kim Petro?”

“Huh? You know our cult leader?”

Kim Petro was someone Min Do-jun needed to take revenge on.

‘I needed information about him, so this worked out well.’

“How close are you?”

“Not very close. Hard to even see his face.”

“How can I meet him?”

“Why are you curious?”

“Just answer the question.”

“No, I’ve answered. Now it’s my turn to ask! How did you make the corpse disappear? I can also tell you…”

Min Do-jun shot an arrow instead.

A gesture indicating he had no intention of answering.

But the level 1,350 wasn’t achieved easily – Gil Chung-soo easily dodged the arrow.

“You…”

Gil Chung-soo revealed anger for the first time.

“I’ll kill you.”

“Try it.”

When Min Do-jun added a mocking laugh, Gil Chung-soo summoned his dagger.

Swish-

And hid himself in the darkness.

‘Looks like an archer, but he won’t work on me.’

Gil Chung-soo believed Min Do-jun was an archer.

‘It’s basic knowledge that archers are weak in close combat.’

If he could close the distance, victory was certain.

That’s why Gil Chung-soo was confident.

He had the shadow stepping skill.

‘Shadow stepping.’

Gil Chung-soo’s hidden body instantly stepped behind Min Do-jun.

‘Got him!’

Once he caught the back, victory was practically guaranteed.

Moreover, being hidden, he wouldn’t be noticed at all.

‘Throat cutting!’

Just as he was about to cut the head with the assassin-specific throat cutting skill.

Whoosh-

The dagger only cut through empty air.

The target had seemingly anticipated and dodged.

‘He dodged?’

His stealth was broken due to the attack, but he didn’t care.

He could just attack again.

Clang!

But the quickly drawn dagger was blocked by a two-handed sword’s blade.

‘A two-handed sword?’

Where did the bow go? What’s with this sudden two-handed sword?

He had never heard of an archer using a two-handed sword.

Clang- Clang- Clang!

Watching his stabbing precisely blocked by the sword blade, Gil Chung-soo was surprised.

‘Was this guy a swordsman?’

He wasn’t simply using it as a shield.

His blade-blocking technique was extraordinary.

Moreover, blocking attacks this close meant his reflexes were equal to or better than Gil Chung-soo’s.

Kwang-!

“Kuk!”

Gil Chung-soo, hit by the two-handed sword blade, rolled on the ground and jumped up.

‘Damn, his strength is no joke!’

Many hunters exist with strength and agility surpassing his own.

But he had never encountered such a strong opponent.

‘Interesting?’

Tension crawled through his entire body.

An excitement different from killing people enveloped Gil Chung-soo.

‘Is this situation amusing?’

Seeing Gil Chung-soo laughing while being pushed back, Min Do-jun felt a slight sense of competitive spirit.

‘I’ll show you what fear really is.’

His eyes flickered with killing intent.

The changed atmosphere didn’t intimidate Gil Chung-soo at all.

He seemed to find fighting a strong hunter interesting, smiling and continuing to engage.

Whoosh-

“Huh?”

A sudden fireball made Gil Chung-soo exclaim in surprise.

The swordsman was using magic too?

‘He’s much more interesting than I thought.’

Giggling, Gil Chung-soo remained relaxed even seeing the fireball.

‘I’ll just dodge the magic.’

He attempted to dodge the fireball with agile movement.

But the fireball curved unexpectedly, attaching to his back.

Whoosh-!

“Ow! Hot!”

Disoriented by the Fire Blast’s heat, Gil Chung-soo couldn’t even respond to the consecutive wind blades.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud-

Six blades precisely struck his shoulders and thighs.

Swish- Swish-

Thud- Thud-

Four blades neatly cut through his hands and feet.

Thump-

Gil Chung-soo collapsed forward, then rolled over.

Blood flowed from his entire body.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

Whether delirious from pain or not, he was clearly unable to resist.

“…I lost.”

Lying on his back, Gil Chung-soo readily admitted defeat.

But Min Do-jun had no intention of killing him immediately.

Swish-

The two-handed sword transformed into a hammer.

“Woah…”

Gil Chung-soo watched with fascinated eyes.

Crack!

Min Do-jun smashed below his knee.

“Aaaaagh…”

“Looks like you can feel pain.”

Min Do-jun sneered and raised the hammer again.

Crack-!

“Huuuuugh…”

The opposite knee was crushed like in a press.

“Now you can’t escape.”

After putting away the hammer, Min Do-jun drew a dagger.

A cursed dagger.

“Hope a nice curse is applied.”

Hoping for a pain curse, he slashed.

An unexpected message appeared.

[Cannot curse the target.]

[Curse is nullified.]

‘What?’

Min Do-jun tried again with a puzzled expression.

‘Curse doesn’t work?’

Only the same message repeated.

‘Well then…’

He returned the dagger and drew the ghost sword.

Transforming it into an iron mace, he struck the wrist.

Crack!

“Ugh!”

“How to meet Kim Petro?”

“Ugh… Ugh…”

When he didn’t answer, Min Do-jun struck the other wrist.

Crack-!

“Kugh!”

“I’ll ask again. The method?”

“I, I don’t know… I only saw him once during initiation.”

“Then the cult’s location?”

“…”

Crack!

“Ughhhh!”

“You always hear victims begging to be spared when you kill. I don’t expect that from you, but…”

Crack-!

“Know that pain increases the longer you delay answering.”

“Kugh…”

“You’ll die here anyway. Whether quickly or painfully depends on your mouth.”

“Ask… quickly…”

“Good. That’s how it should be.”

Gil Chung-soo answered Min Do-jun’s questions thoroughly.

He even volunteered information not asked.

“Any more questions?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll die…”

Swish-

Min Do-jun, who had transformed the iron mace back into a sword, decapitated Gil Chung-soo.

His business was finished.