My Dad Is Too Strong

Classes at the National Hunter Academy were largely divided into theory and practice.

And as the grade goes up, the actual practice becomes more important than the theory. In particular, the proportion of actual classes increased from 10 percent to 30 percent when they became second graders, and from this point on, cadets at the academy were likely to suffer major and minor injuries.

a hot scene

The back of Seol's hand had swollen.

Practical class for Mana application, such as putting mana in a weapon.

I wasn't feeling well today, so I hurt the back of my hand by the clubbing of the troll. The pain was relieved a little thanks to the treatment of emergency medical staff in the academy, but the pain was unavoidable.

It'll be better in three days."

The doctor wrapped a bandage around the back of his hand with a heel effect. Until just a few years ago, the bruises Seol Yoon-hee suffered could never be cured in three days, but medical technology had improved thanks to the birth of healer and healing skills.

"Thank you, doctor."

"This is your first time getting hurt. The chart records are clear."

The doctor, who was looking at the medical chart, patted his chin.

It was common practice for the cadets of the academy to get hurt while training in the academy.

In particular, dozens of people came to see the doctor a day when there was a field training for monsters. However, it was the first time for Seol Yoon-hee.

"Be careful next time. No matter how much you wear a suit, it's not invincible."

***

"I'm home."

an ordinary weekday evening

Entering the front door, Seol Yoon-hee, who was in the middle of preparing the meal, stopped what she was doing and approached.

'Good work, Father,' he said, naturally reaching out his hand. I meant to ask for a coat. I've never asked for an overcoat, I'm sure, but now I'm used to her asking for it every day.

Swoosh.

The moment I accepted my coat with a smile.

I can see a bandage around the back of her hand.

훽.

At the same time, Dojun snatched Seol Yoon-hee's wrist. Embarrassed, she dropped the coat she was holding. It happened so quickly that Seol opened her eyes wide and blinked.

"Father?"

When I checked, I could see that it was just a bruise. There is a bandage wrapped around the heel effect.

"This one?"

"Oh.... I got hurt while training today. I'm not sick anymore. In addition, the doctor told me that in three days the swelling will all sink and heal completely..."

Of course, I could get hurt big and small during training.

Dojun was also aware of the fact. an academy for training hunters

It is strange in itself to graduate from such an academy without getting hurt once. But it was the first time she had been hurt.

"...yes."

muttering the words

Dojun let go of his wrist.

That night.

Dojun was sitting alone at the table and contemplating. And I read the description of Skill [Party Clock] over and over again, recalling what Seol Yun-hee had come to do with her injury. A day before, a skill that regains time. Dojun was able to be strong through this skill and survive in the midfield. This could save someone else's life.

'......'

Somehow, however, when I used the watch, I felt as if the candles I had kept in my heart were going out one by one. So I wanted to make sure I didn't make any more work to do with my watch. I tried not to think that it doesn't matter if someone around me dies of a mishap, because I can go back to the day before and save it.

Jeobuck

I went into my bedroom and looked at the back of her hand while sleeping. small slender hands The bruised area was a little bit bright red and swollen.

Whoo-hoo!

At that moment, the sun came out of Dojun's fingertips. Then, the wound on the back of Seol Yun-hui's hand quickly healed. If I lived as a hunter, I would not be able to avoid getting hurt, but I often died. There was no way that it wasn't Seol Yoon-hee.

Dojun recalled the first day he returned to Earth from the midfield.

He said he called her home to take care of her.

It suddenly occurred to me that I was asked to be a father only until I graduated from the academy to stand alone after losing my parents in a car accident.

'It could have been rejected.'

You said you had amnesia. Then it will be hard for you to live alone. Cleaning, laundry, and eating. I'll do the lyrics for you. Let me live here instead.

Living alone, as she said, would have had trouble doing the housework.

Maybe in a few days that part didn't matter. Nevertheless, Dojun accepted her offer. It was not due to pity or sympathy. At that time, there was no such personal feeling left for Dojun.

in a calm and quiet way

Do-jun looked at Seol Yoon-hee sleeping. No, not only her, but also Yong-yong, Karsiel, and Byul. It was good to live quietly, but before I knew it, the house was crowded like this.

'If I had refused at the time.'

In case Seol Yoon-hee's proposal is cut off.

Perhaps, Dojun has lived alone so far.

It was clear that Yong-yong, Carthiel, and Byul would not have met anyone, and even so, there would probably have been no homecoming.

Tick, tick, tick.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Dojun wore a leather jumper over his T-shirt.

And the moment I'm about to take the central talisman and step out into the living room.

Some little shadow crept up and snuck into the hood of the leather jumper.

***

There were six trials in the meat grain, 'official'.

When Dojun passed all six trials, a hidden stage appeared before him.

The blacksmith's shop, the god of ancient Greece.

A giant blacksmith who is well over 50 meters tall.

Of course, they didn't value intruders who entered their territory.

When Dojun entered the blacksmith's barn, where no outsider had ever entered before, Hephaestos wielded the huge hammer and threatened Dojun.

[Where are we now?]

Boooong!

Dojun did not avoid. Hephaestos frowned at Dojun, who didn't avoid his attack. And before touching Dojun's body, the hammer stopped.

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

in the wind that came with a hammer.

Dojun's clothes fluttered, his hair fluttered.

But Dojun's eyes were peaceful. It was calm, with no sign of fear or fear at all.

Looking behind Dojun's back, the cliffs collapsed and the ground was sunken in the aftermath of the Hephaestos attack.

A wife's memory.

Hephaestos pulled the hammer.

And I looked down at Dojun with a curious look.

[Why didn't you avoid it?]]

As the wind died down, Do-jun's flying hair calmed down.

Dojun said as if it were natural, putting his clothes in order.

"I didn't feel alive."

Hephaestos' eyes narrowed.

That's right. He didn't mean to kill a man in front of his eyes.

Only because of that, they don't avoid the attack of an ancient god.

It would be fair to say that you couldn't move.

[Funny man]]

Hephaestos undressed.

Then he reached out into the air, and opened the door of the dimension of returning to the flesh-blood grain.

It was natural that those who dared to violate God's territory should be punished severely, but they decided to let him go.

[Go, I'll pretend it never happened today.]

Throbbing.

Dojun approached the front of Hephaestos.

Then he took out a bright, transparent jewel the size of a finger from his pocket. At the sight of the gem, the eyes of Hephaestos trembled. At first glance it seemed like a kind of topaz, but the reality was quite different.

[Yes, your man. Where did you...]]

"I'd like to ask you to work on the ring with this. The shape and size are the same as this.

Dojun threw 'Chun Hon-seok' and 'Eul' to Hephaistos.

Hephaestos, in a daze, accepted the sacrament and the ring, and confirmed that this was indeed the sacrament known as the jewel of God.

And I noticed it was 'real.'

Cheon Hon-seok was a rare jewel that Hephaestos had never dealt with before.

How can a human being have God's jewels?

"How long will it take?"

[Do you think I'll do you a favor?] I'm a little surprised to see Cheon Hon-seok in a long time, but apart from that, I'm not merciful enough to produce artifacts for humans.]

Hephaestos growled.

I can really feel my life now. Dojun looked at him gravely. Hephaestos could not find Dojun shrinking at all. No, it's rather relaxing.

Is it possible that humans can be so calm in front of ancient gods?

"I'm not asking you to do it for free. Instead, I'll do you a favor, too."

Hephaestos laughed at Dojun's words.

A fearless youngster tries to bargain with an ancient god.

I was dumbfounded and burst into laughter without realizing it.

[Okay, I don't know if you can do it, but if you'll do me a favor, I'll work on this old elf ring with the same design as the shabby ring. Anyway, I can't work until you succeed in that job.]

Dojun nodded.

I don't know what you're asking.

I was willing to do as much as I could.

You can force a "command" by force, but if you use such a method to a blacksmith, it is highly likely that the desired outcome will not come out. Dojun hoped Hephaestos would carry "hon" to the ringwork.

[It doesn't matter how long it takes.]

a brazier in the corner of a blacksmith's barn

The brazier had been covered with dust for a long time.

Hephaestos closed his eyes to the fireplace where the fire was off.

[Bring me Ignium.]

It's said to burn everything.

Ignium, the essence of fire born in the hottest spot of the heart.

Without Ignium we could not use Hephaestos' brazier.

With a dim flame, the brazier didn't work. Ignium was the only key to activate the fire. However, when I opened my eyes, I found that Ignium had disappeared.

Rumor has it that Ignium is in the hands of King Yeom of Simgye. If only Ignium could set fire to the fireplace, I would do you a favor.]

To hear this.

The man before his eyes will have no choice but to give up.

The heart system is too dangerous for humans to handle.

Furthermore, King Yeom could not even make eye contact without a strong man in the world of Simgye.

"That would be impossible."

[Yes, it's a wise choice to make a quick. "As you say, it is almost impossible to bring Ignium from King Yeom. "

I didn't expect it anyway.

Hephaestos approached Dojun to return the Libra Stone and Ring.

Then, he paused at Dojun's continuous remarks.

"Because King Yeom was extinguished with Ignium."

After that.

As soon as Hephaestos was about to open his mouth.

A small black salt rose from Dojun's index finger.

"Instead, I'll give you something else."

Pod!

Dojun threw a small lump of black flame into the fire.

A flame that feels as small as a 'fire' compared to a huge fireplace.

Hephaestos frowned.

'Um.'

It was time to think what that was doing.

Fluttering!

Hephaestos opened his eyes.

Fire was burning in the fireplace.

If it's not Ignium, it doesn't work.

'Hey, this is ridiculous......'

Suddenly, it occurred to me that King Yeom and Ignium had disappeared.

"The one who destroyed King Yeom...What?'

I've been staring at the brazier for a while.

The moment you turn your head towards Dojun.

The hood on his jumper suddenly began to drag.

"Haaaaaaaaaaam."

Yong-yong, who was in the hood, poked out his head and yawned.

An instant eye met Hephaestos.

[...... eh?]

Hephaestos rubbed his eyes with his hands.