The Hunter of the Other World Who Is Being Misunderstood Chapter 162

Episode 162. Spectrum (2)

Brooklyn was puzzled.

How can he look at such a wonderful thing that makes his body tremble with greed?

“Impressive.”

This is the first time someone has rejected his offer so outright.

Brooklyn became even more interested in the other person because of that special reaction.

Seeing him so calm in front of a S-class hunter, as time goes by, the weight of the fact that this Asian is truly strong grows.

“I put a lot of thought into it and brought you the items you most likely need. Did we do something wrong?”

“well.”

“What on earth do you want, Hunter? Roughly. Power? Fame? Hmm… … .”

Brooklyn stared straight ahead with curious eyes. There stood a man wearing a suit that smelled strangely of charcoal.

“But whatever it is, it seems like it would be difficult to obtain in such a small country.”

Kim Ki-ryeo turns his head to follow her voice.

“I don’t mean to be rude. But that’s the reality. Korea is a selfish country that forcibly registers all of its citizens’ identities on a computer network and doesn’t even take proper care of its families when they die from work.”

“… … .”

“But my country is different. America will guarantee your freedom… … .”

“… … .”

“If you protect us, you will be hailed as a world hero. That’s the position you deserve, Kim.”

There is nothing wrong with this.

As she said, no matter how hard the Korean government tried, it could not provide better conditions than the United States.

If they decided to do this and made a proposal, there was nothing the Awakened could do.

Isn’t that a rational choice?

Rather than protecting those who serve the country like dogs and only get a nice grave at best.

Those who raise taxes every day to fill the coffers that the country’s thieves have slowly plundered would be better off filling their bellies.

“I ask you again, Hunter, please be our American hunter.”

Brooklyn and the members of the administration bowed deeply before the blond man.

They really wanted to get that Korean hunter.

And at that moment, a sentence came to mind clearly.

‘What should I eat when I go home after this is over?’

… … As you can see, he completely lost concentration midway through the conversation.

Are you crazy, seeing America’s #1 Hunter right in front of you?

But he couldn’t help it. No matter how earnestly they pleaded, he had no intention of changing his decision.

‘I heard that this kind of magic tool would not be able to survive even if the city was sold… … .’

[Dragon’s Heart].

After about 50 seconds of observing the item, my interest quickly waned.

I had high expectations because they said it was something that would increase your body’s magical power.

Actually, by the standards of a great wizard, the increase is not that significant.

Above all, it was obvious that a sick body with blackened lungs and rotten flesh would not be able to fully enjoy even that small effect.

‘In my current state, even if I just recklessly accumulate magical power… … the actual output will at most improve slightly.’

Increased power by approximately 20%.

Some may see this as a great number, but the problem is Kim Ki-ryeo’s default value.

Multiplying a number close to zero doesn’t really make things any better.

‘Arai.’

Special strengthening methods like [Dragon’s Heart] should be considered in the distant future. They are not efficient right now.

I didn’t want to be greedy for a magic tool that I couldn’t use. Furthermore, this was a conversation that had a wrong premise from the start.

What they want to hire are strong Koreans with all sorts of impressive resumes.

But what’s standing here is a glass body that will shatter if you touch it.

‘Hmm. By the way, I told you that I was just listening to your story. Is this something I can easily refuse? Surely you’re not trying to persuade people by holding them back like a pyramid scheme…?’

He surveyed the atmosphere with the timid concern befitting a figure at the bottom of the food chain.

“Hunter.”

And at this time.

Brooklyn sat down on a nearby leather sofa and spoke softly.

“By the way, do you know that?”

She blinked her blue eyes, which resembled someone’s hometown sea, and stared at the opponent.

“Putting aside the talk of position and compensation, the main reason we want to scout you is you.”

“yes?”

“I wanted you. Personally, I think we could do really well together.”

“is it so?”

“What do you think?”

Since there was no response from Kiria, he tried offering a different bait.

Who was Brooklyn Morgan?

Even aside from her one-dimensional model-like looks, she was a fascinating talent to the point of being devastating.

This guy is the world’s only S-class healer.

She is the possessor of a powerful and fast wound regeneration magic that makes her appear to be resurrected.

It is said that he usually uses this rare ability to his advantage and fights toughly.

A character capable of both combat and assistance. So the world was always teeming with people who wanted to become Brooklyn’s comrades.

Maybe enough to line them up and circle the globe.

“Kim, I really like you. I’ve thought so since the last party.”

Therefore, Morgan Hunter’s interest is a fortune that ordinary hunters cannot even dream of.

But she often chose the wrong people to persuade, and she chose wrongly for the most part.

The one before her eyes was a magician of a different level of regenerative magic, worthy of being called a master of restoration.

Because it has such a fundamental problem.

‘I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, but… … .’

A peculiar sense of alienation resulting from a twisted soul.

Soon after, he reacts in a way that no one could have imagined.

He observed Brooklyn with eyes filled with a strange unfamiliarity.

‘Earthlings are so opaque that it’s a bit creepy. It’s been quite some time since I was reincarnated, so when will I ever fully adapt to this…?’

Soon, Kiryeo becomes lost in thought.

This fleeting exchange of glances came as a great shock to the American hunter.

‘this.’

Oh my god. You’re treating a precious being like an S-class hunter like an accessory hanging in a butcher’s shop. There’s a limit to how cold-blooded a person can be.

Brooklyn immediately backed off when he realized that his opponent wasn’t very friendly towards him.

“Okay, I got it. Anyway, you’re not interested in Dragon Heart, are you?”

If the part that was suggested was the lungs, I would have at least pretended to be worried.

Well, no matter what kind of compensation they brought, we are ultimately a bunch of trash who cannot pay the price, so I wonder what the point of thinking about this is now.

Kim Ki-ryeo answered within a moment.

As you said, I don’t covet this thing and I’m not thinking about immigrating to America.

If that’s the case, then the trader’s intention is firm, so what’s the point of continuing the conversation?

“If you’ve said everything you wanted to say, can I go now?”

Kim Ki-ryeo’s voice was converted into English through Pixie’s translator.

Upon hearing this, one of the Spectrum agents nodded and politely escorted Kiryeo out into the hallway until the end.

“This time I really screwed up.”

“Miss Morgan, please don’t worry about it. If you can refuse the Dragon Heart, then anything else you offered would have had the same result.”

“It’s strange. I thought that hunter would definitely need it… … .”

A few seconds later.

While talking to the remaining agents, Brooklyn noticed something leaning against the bed in the suite.

A box sealed with fancy wrapping paper.

“hmm?”

It was a welcome gift prepared for foreign S-class hunters.

Kiria was so frightened that she ran away in a hurry, fearing that they might not let her go without a fight, and did not have time to deliver the gift.

“Oh, [Drops of God]! I forgot to thank you for lending me your time.”

The American agent reached into the box and pointed to its contents.

But there was a voice that stopped this.

“Don’t touch it.”

Because Brooklyn Morgan still has business in this country.

“I will go myself.”

She got up from the back of the sofa she was sitting on and picked up the box.

***

Exactly. Exactly. Exactly. Exactly.

Brooklyn Morgan strides along in 2.7-inch heels.

As she walked outside through the hotel lobby surrounded by soft daylight, fortunately, Inyoung, whom she was looking for, was still nearby.

A colorless and odorless Awakened One with no trace of magical power whatsoever.

“… … Okay. … … Since you came all the way here, I guess I should at least see you in person… … .”

The man seemed to have noticed the presence of the S-class following him. After a while, he stopped talking and turned his gaze.

“Just a moment. I’ll hang up for a moment.”

The Asian man was holding an old smartphone in his hand. It seemed like he had been talking to someone.

“Thank you! I left a gift behind.”

Brooklyn held out the envelope in his hand, pronouncing the name of the person he had been practicing secretly.

Then, Kim Ki-ryeo also lets out a gasp as if he just remembered.

By the way, didn’t they say they would reward me if I just gave them my time?

“Oh my, why all this… … .”

The alien archmage approached his opponent, hiding the corners of his lips that were about to fall apart.

Anna, whether you’re an adult or not, the moment you receive a gift is exciting.

But this was no different from walking into a tiger’s mouth.

“It’s nothing. Just take it~”

The second reason Brooklyn came to Korea was to personally verify Kim Ki-ryeo’s abilities.

‘Sophia’s absurd experience alone is not enough. If I do something like this, I’ll get in trouble later, but that’s okay. I need to check this out to feel better.’

What methods should be used to lift the veil behind which this man is hiding?

This is a topic I constantly pondered on even on the plane to Korea, but since Operation Demilich failed, I thought it would be better to pursue simplicity this time.

“I hope you like this gift.”

A power that you cannot help but possess if you awaken to S-class.

Dynamic vision that can even count the flapping of a bee’s wings. Rapid magic detection. In other words, the ability to perceive.

If you think about it, this basic agility is something that is difficult to imitate with items.

‘Just a little more.’

Brooklyn was prepared to rip off the entire right arm of that cold-faced Asian man if he got close enough.

‘Come a little closer.’

There will be no scars.

If you use your God-given talent and awakening skills, even a torn body will return to its original place in an instant.

Brooklyn drew his magic as he watched the miracle coming up close.

As quickly as the thoughts in your head flow through your nerves. And secretly.

‘it’s okay.’

If we can narrow the gap to this extent, everything will happen in the blink of an eye.

She was confident she could complete the entire process of tearing off her arm and repairing it in under a second.

Chin, when the last step of the ceremony was over.

Brooklyn flinched at the tips of his fingers to lift the veil over his opponent’s skills.

But what was soon heard was not the sound of muscles being torn apart.

Kwaaang!

A dull, loud noise.

Immediately after the eardrum-bursting commotion, a thick cloud of dust rose in the front yard of a five-star hotel where pedestrian access was restricted.

Surprisingly, the American S-class was taken away by someone who appeared from the right.

“Hmm, Brooklyn Morgan?”

As soon as they appeared, someone revealed the unique characteristics of a top-tier Awakened.

A transcendent sense of smell that accompanies excellent body vision.

He used this to predict what his opponent was going to do.

The Awakened one, who had kicked Brooklyn and sent him crashing into the flower bed, rolled his reptilian eyes and spoke the following words.

“You said you came to eat bibimbap, what are you doing here?”

He is Kang Chang-ho, another S-class hunter from Korea.

Let me add that he didn’t seem to be in a very pleasant mood. He was currently expressing his doubts with his arched eyebrows furrowed.

This was the minimum safety measure that Kiria had prepared.

If you receive an offer from the US via text message and briefly reveal your schedule, you can go.

That habitual stalker would have naturally kept an eye on the contractor’s condition.

Glance.

I thought to myself as I watched Brooklyn struggle to his feet with his arm shattered.

‘hmm.’

It was good that I had insurance, but… … .

Somehow, looking at the actions of the insurance company employee, it seems like our side is more at fault… … .