A Monster Hunter Born of Capitalism

“Looks like even the slave traders are on fire after agents come down from the Seoul Central Church. ”

“Tae Joon Kim! This is Naran! If you don't want to die, surrender with your allies! ”

“Surrender? What did we do wrong? ”

“Your plan is already in our hands... Knng!" ”

Grock, who was next to Tae Joon Kim, grabbed the head of the sunglasses team leader and lifted him up. The team leader caught in Grock's clutches begins to rumble.

“You talk too much. Tae-jun, can I kill this guy? ”

“Kill them. They're the same ones anyway. ”

“Now, hold on! ”

Win!

Grock snapped the head of his sunglasses without mercy. The head of the sunglasses, whose neck bones have fallen off, is limping.

Kim Tae-jun and the Orcs killed the Sentry Service agents without hesitation.

"Killing a watchdog like that. Are they really trying to make me something? ’

“Sir!"

“Crazy bastards! For real! Aren't you afraid of your government? ”

The dead sunglasses captain's men shouted at Tae Joon Kim.

“If I was scared, I wouldn't even start. ”

Starting with that, Kim Tae-jun and the Orcs killed all the remaining surveillance agents.

“Crazy.”

“Oh my……. ”

The group finds it hard to understand what's happening right now.

Kim Tae-jun opens his mouth, looking at the confused group of meteors.

“This is how it turned out. As long as it's like this, you're coming with us. ”

“I thought you'd be able to talk, but now you're talking nonsense. You told me to get out of here before. We're going. I don't care what you do or what you do, just let us go. I don't want to get involved in this. ”

“Even if we leave now, we won't be able to get off this island. We're already moving to surveillance in this area. Any means of getting off this island will be controlled by the slave traders. ”

“Hey! Is that slaver some kind of president? What kind of individual controls this area and sleeps on it? Do you have any idea what kind of trouble he's in? ”

“You can do it on this island. Slave traders are already reaching out to the people, the coffins, and the rest of the region. The local munitions, the congressman, are stunned in front of him. ”

“If you're going to lie, try something credible. What era are you talking about? You're telling me this area is awesome for an individual? What a fresh piece of shit. Right?"

Yooseong didn't believe what Tae Joon said. It's not the Joseon Dynasty, and the whole area is terrified of individuals. It was never going to happen in South Korea, a democratic country.

“Tae Joon Kim's words are not wrong. It's really a place where one individual sleeps the whole area. ”

I heard a voice behind my back. Turning his head, you see a man in an I · LOVE · SEOUL T-shirt approaching. It was Domin Woo, a surveillance agent from Seoul.

“What are you guys whining about? One by one, just say the word. Where do you guys get off waiting and then show up? Right?”

When a new person appeared scary after finishing something, I thought that Yooseong was doing a play that all these people were weaving and beating.

Hey, don't just say what you want, listen to them. Something smells like dog jam.]

[666: Yes. That's what he said. It's a fight for freedom. This is gonna be fucking fun.]

[Black Star: Don't! Don't just think about you. Think about us! Don't!]

‘These lunatics. ’

It was the gods who always thought to build.

Mother of Earth: I don't think that guy, Tae Joon, is a bad guy. Who is this slaver guy? Why don't you ask him what's going on here?]

Nymph King: I think it's better that way. As long as Hunter's involved, they'll have to tell you everything.]

There was a god who unexpectedly gave normal advice. Yooseong was moved by the fact that this normal chat was posted in his chat window and decided to follow them.

“Okay, then explain everything to us so we can be reasonable. why you're doing this, what's going on on this island, why the Secret Service agents are holding outsiders. ”

Dom Min-woo opened his mouth as he looked at Kim Tae-jun.

“I'll explain it all. You shouldn't say anything unless you're naturally involved, but it's already tied up like this. ”

“I asked Tae Joon Kim. ”

“Wouldn't the objective content investigated by a third party be more credible than Tae Joon's subjective opinion? ”

“I see. Okay, let's talk about it. ”

“A slave trader is a hunter who suddenly appeared on angel island 15 years ago. He showed up on the Isle of Angels, and he started capturing local institutions with enormous funds. We've reached areas that include local officials, police and even surveillance. A slaver with a coffin, Sir, under his feet, began to work in earnest. They abducted hunters from all over the country, lured them together and enslaved them. ”

“I find it hard to believe that Hunters are not powerless regular people and are so easily enslaved. ”

“Take a look at this. ”

Dominu pulls out a shackle-like utensil from his arms.

“What's that? ”

“A handcrafted Hunter Control tool by a slave trader. By filling Hunters with these tools, you can control the Hunters' power. whether he's from no trade or Estelle. ”

“Are they similar to the restraining handcuffs used by the surveillance agency? ”

“This tool is much better than the restraining handcuffs used by the Surveillance Bureau. It's not even in terms of performance and functionality. Restraining Handcuffs cannot completely disable Hunter's power. It's simply" suppressing "Hunters' abilities and powers, such as inventory, global mobility. And the reality is that it doesn't work on even the most powerful hunters. But this tool, regardless of Hunter's grade, can also completely disable abilities and powers, and, if desired, regain control of the power of the disabled Hunters. like controlling the wind intensity of a fan. ”

“That's a hell of a tool. ”

“Yes, it's a tremendous ability. The slaver used this tool to enslave hunters from all over the country and accumulate enormous wealth. ”

“But I don't understand that if you bribed the local public authorities and police to shut up, no one would report it conscientiously. ”

“It's not like no one reported it. This is also a place where people live. It's not just bad guys like slave traders. But all their reports were useless. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“It's a local practice and everyone involved has been suspended. And most of the reporters were killed without a sound. ”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean? Local practice? What kind of crazy neighborhood takes a man and calls him a slave? What kind of medieval time is it? The judge didn't shave his head in some asphalt, and you convinced him to do that? ”

“You won't believe it, but it's true. Slave traders have never been called to court, but slave traders' servants have been called to court several times because of residents' reports. However, the district court adjourned them because the judges accepted the money from the slave traders as soon as they had it. That's why they gave all the Hunters their lodgings. ”

“Looks like you really shaved your head in asphalt. The judge's oath is written in a butthole? ”

It was a ridiculous verdict. Kidnapping people, imprisoning them, and enslaving them because they barely offer them a bed. Where in the world is that law?

Where did the strict, solemn, and serious judges who sentenced the man who stole 10 pieces of bread to three years in prison disappear to? Did they all die with their noses in their folds?

“Even if we enslave those judges, we'll be on probation, right? ”

“They will have a strict verdict on their own affairs, so they should be at least moderate. ”

“But it's a little strange that you didn't make it to the trial and get out of here. ”

“It's not that easy. Aside from control tools, there are many tools owned by slave traders. You have to use magic tools, or you have to use hardships like yin and yang to get them back. He's scary.”

“What a bunch of scumbags. Thank you very much. But I don't think we can help you. We are just a small guild consisting of four Class C Hunters. It wouldn't have made a difference if we had helped. And I don't want to risk our lives for something like this. ”

Yooseong confessed his heart honestly. It was true that these dungeon slaves, including Tae Joon Kim, were sad and pitiful. However, his group was just visiting this angel island for a hunt.

But in the eyes of such a meteor, a message came from the Spirit using the nickname of the freedom fighter.

[Freedom Fighter: Hey, I'll give you a point, so help that Tae-jun and his Orc.]

“What?"

[Freedom Fighter: You like points. I'll give you the points you like so help that Kim Tae-jun. Bastards. How dare you kidnap people and enslave them? Kill those slave traders, those gangsters, and everyone else involved! Do you understand?]

“The local court and the police are involved and you want me to help you? Are you crazy? What if I screw up too? ”

[Freedom Fighter: I'll help you. Just do it. Shoot a million points in advance. Do it, or I'll kill you myself.]

“Freedom fighter. You mean the deposit is a million points? You'll give me more points later, right? ”

[Freedom Fighter: Yes.]

[The Freedom Fighter has sponsored ‘1,000,000 points’.]

[The Freedom Fighter sponsored the 'Gladiator's Strength Potion’.]

[The Fighter of Liberty sponsored the 'Fragment of Proper Power X 10’.]

[The Freedom Fighter has sponsored ‘Medium Mana Potion X 200’.]

[The Freedom Fighter has sponsored a ‘Intermediate Health Potion X 200’.]

“Unh!”

A system window popped up and a huge list of sponsorships began to be updated. They were all sponsors of the Freedom Fighter against him. Based on the items sponsored, the free fighter seemed full of heart to help Tae Joon Kim.

‘200 Medium Potions and 1 Million Points each…? I'm helping Tae Joon!’

Yooseong changed his mind. Now, the sponsorship of the freedom fighter was only a down payment. If I helped Tae Joon to succeed, I could get more support.

“Then once you're in a safe place and work is done... ….

I thought, "…… but there is the way of people. How am I the only one hiding behind this horrible reality? Of course we should help. We can't just walk away from this! I'll help you catch that scum who's a slaver or something. ”

Yooseong grinned his hand and smiled.