The S-Classes That I Raised

The road was empty. Song Tae-won turns his head toward a long 12lane road. General Lee Sunshin, the statue of King Sejong the Great, and the Guanghwa Gate that stands far away, shine in his eyes.

Familiar street at sunset. I felt the illusion of not returning to Korea in an instant. But the distance was too quiet to make that mistake. Of course, there was no one to protest. Withdraw the special treatment of the Red Evolver who has always been caught! I didn't even see the banner.

Song Taewon looks at the silent street.

It was like the world right after it was destroyed. A world where only human beings have disappeared.

He was left there alone.

‘… the nightmare of Christmas. ’

The system message informed me that this is a dungeon. Song Tae-won calmly summarized the situation. The current dungeon is based in Seoul, South Korea. Most of the signage was erased, but the buildings, as well as facilities such as street lights and bus stops, remained intact.

Song Taewon crossed the street and looked inside the coffee shop. The shop's lights were out, but the drinks and bakeries were left on the shelves. This kind of dungeon was my first time. I never even received a report.

I grabbed the doorknob with Song Tae Won's hand closed. I pulled out the door and went into the store with the same strength. I then picked up a piece of cheesecake in the shelf. There was still cold in the refrigerated shelves.

Haneujin came to mind as he looked at the cheesecake. Subsequently, the sacrament also followed as if it were natural. Song Taewon carefully sliced the end of the cheesecake and asked. There was no poison. It also tasted normal.

I didn't really enjoy these cakes. Sometimes a colleague's birthday cake was on his desk. Most of them were raw cream, or mocha. The sources of cheese, tiramisu, red velvet, and other singularities that Song Tae-won remembered were mostly Han Yoo-jin and Sang-hyun.

Anyway, this place was like a real thing. Song Tae-won lowered the cake and raised the cup. If it's an item in the dungeon, it might be right to enter the inventory.

[Error! Unable to put in inventory!]

There was an error message. Song Taewon looked at the cup quietly and empowered his hand. Pasac, like a thin biscuit, the glass is shattered or dropped on the floor. Mediocre strength, mediocre fragments.

Song Taewon stepped out of the cafe and walked down the street. Everything was as it was, only man. It was natural to be in the dungeon. No wonder.

The regular pace of precise coverage is slowed down a little.

“ ……. ”

A long, slow breath leaked out between his lips.

Song Tae Won was not the one who had to stay at the end. His place was to protect someone and disappear before it was the last. I couldn't even imagine being left alone in a world where there was nothing like this.

This was a picture of failure that Song Tae Won didn't even think of.

If the object to be protected disappears, and the object to be stopped also disappears. What's left is for sure.

“ ……! ”

At that time, a minor epiphany caught up in his senses. It was something moving, not a gray creature. I was lucky to have a group, and the monsters were fine. Song Tae-won abandoned his imagination and moved on carefully again.

Unknown grade dungeon. I don't know what will happen. The Song Tae-won pulls out the wire, bends over his hand to his forearm, and holds the Throwing Dagger in his other hand. His skills as a melee player were unfortunately unsuitable for information-gathering activities. It was best to move as quietly as possible, utilizing excellent physical abilities.

The Guanghwa Gate is closing in and the Seoul Government Office building is in sight. It was felt right there.

Where the Awakening Room is located.

Awakening appeared in the world, the Awakening Office was established, and the discussion of its location became quite lengthy. It was also said that I had to go to Sejong, but eventually I went to Seoul City Hall for a number of reasons.

I had quite a bit of tofu in my sudden organs. He was often still receiving a reluctant gaze. I was not well prepared for work, so I went to work as a hunter's association at the beginning. There were also a number of other challenges, but the Awakening Management Room gradually took its place.

In particular, Hunters in the various offices were able to be members of the team as well as mostly disciples of the Sentinel. To not lose a single person who has remained in a state of deprivation. Song Tae-won took the time out of his life to train them.

Equipment paid for was also driven to possible corner office hunters. S class hunters can't risk their lives. Due to the nature of his skills, the lack of equipment was not a major flaw. Therefore, it is efficient to keep the shortage from diminishing further.

It was neither sacrifice nor consideration. From Song Tae Won's point of view, it was only better and right.

It's been three years. It's been four years. The Awakening Room was where I grew up.

“It's quiet today. ”

I heard a familiar voice. It was a light tone without any tension. Song Tae-won's body was reflectively hidden behind a thick streak.

“Most of the time, after the Señor Guild leader disappeared. Kang Seo-young Hunter is getting more and more crowded. He's like a guild leader now. ”

“It's been a year and a half since I last lost my ticket, I guess. ”

Song Taewon listened to his voice as if he had almost stopped breathing. Hunters from every corner were talking about strangers. Sai Seong Guild Leader disappeared and Kang So-young seems to have taken his place instead. It was hard to accept as a Song Tae Won.

Song Tae-won lifted his head slightly and looked around. Originally, the entrance to the Petitions Police should have stood empty. There is also no parking lot. Beyond the wide open iron doors, Hunter was chatting quietly with a paper cup with coffee in both corners. The surrounding landscape didn't seem to feel a bit suspicious.

“... I wish the Se Seong Guild Leader had just completely moved overseas early. ”

“And change your nationality. ”

“If you get that sound, you'll eat it all your life. ”

“You don't have one anyway. If you had left the human nationality intact, you would have done more when you went abroad. ”

“That's right. You know, when you lie about being in the country, you sneak around and take care of it, for real. Ugh.”

“You even told the press that you neglected the office of the Chief of Staff. That's annoying. I thought you left because you wanted to leave. ”

Hunter grunts and sips the rest of the coffee. The paper cup was crunched from his hand.

“I like cigarettes. ”

“Sneak it, sneak it. An official says he smokes expensive Hunter cigarettes. ”

“You're so dirty, you don't hit me. You know I'm here because I can't. ”

“But you can't get out, asshole. ”

“If you go out now, you can't go out! ”

Two people giggled. Then the laughter stopped. Short static flowed.

“Shall we go to the cemetery this weekend? ”

“That's the only thing I'm thankful for, Sesung Guild Leader. You're close, so you can visit more often. ”

“... Do you give me a bottle or a pill? No, you kill him and pay him back. ”

Song Tae Won's body has hardened.

“Watch your mouth. Not for sure. ”

“Now come and see what. You can't disappear without getting caught. Honestly, does it make sense that he died in the dungeon? There are still no casualties during the attack, no matter how. ”

Without even trying to think deeply, Song Tae-won's head easily crosses the front and back of the story.

Song Tae Won is dead. Officially, he died during the dungeon attack, but there are suspicions that he was killed at the hands of the saints. Seonghyun made the Tomb of Song Tae-won within Seoul and disappeared.

It was surprising but not surprising.

One day he will die at the hands of the sacrament. I've thought about it before. But it was unexpected to say that the sacrament disappeared because of his own murder.

Of course, I was expecting to act like there was no such thing as a Song Tae Won from the beginning.

‘… No, this was in the first place. ’

It was just a false future that the dungeon showed. I wanted to create a fantasy based on Song Tae-won's memory because he said he was related to the attackers. Maybe the fantasy was a little mixed up with his own.

The desirable future that he died by the hand of the sacrament, perhaps trying to stop him.

Song Taewon looks up at the building that shines between the branches. The information about the dungeon has increased, but I have no idea how to move it right now. A common dungeon attack is killing monsters in a dungeon.

But, for now.

“Let's take a break, you guys. ”

I heard another voice. As the sound of light footsteps approached, the back of the conveyor became slightly stiff. I don't have a lower rating than I feel I was the new head of Awakening Management at the moment, but that voice was also familiar. At the time he knew it, he was definitely a Class B hunter. It's Class B, but it's toxic, and it won't last long, so I expected it to grow to Class A, Baek Yeon-jun.

But now I feel closer to class S.

“Who are you here now? ”

Baek Feng Joon suddenly shouts sharply. At the same time as his cry, a short twin blade flew towards the street water, drawing a circle. Cabbage angle, blade rotates and cuts thick wooden nests in one go. Along with a splashing piece of leaf, the streetwater falls to the side of the rainbow. Iflies scatter the best.

‘As expected, a monster. ’

Before the blade touches the tree, Song Tae-yeon bitterly mutters. If it were the original Baek Fellowship, no corner hunter would act in such a rush in the city. It was not an urgent situation for the monster to attack the Awakener.

“Shi, chief? ”

Hunters raise their eyes wide when they see the source of the signal that appears to be avoiding the attack. A dead man appeared. But within a short while, a dark adversary came to mind over their faces.

“Damn, what a bastard! ”

“Monster? You'd rather be a monster! ”

“I am.”

It's not a monster. This is a dungeon and you guys are monsters. The words did not come out of Song Tae-won's mouth. As Song Tae Won waits, the hunters pull out their weapons in unison.

“If you're a monster, you have to catch it. If you're not a monster, you have to catch it! Damn it!”

“How dare you show up here with that face?! What's the point!”

A cheerful voice cried out. Songtaewon was evil. They are monsters. As long as we have to target the dungeon and get out, we have to fight and kill them.

‘It's a simple psychic skill. ’

I tried to think so. However, Song Tae Won was a sophisticated hunter with a high physical sense, among other things. It would have been easier to fool myself if I had been blunt. However, all his senses were genuinely feeling the people before his eyes.

“Jina!”

“Yes!”

The Auxiliary Hunter quickly retreats back and uses his skills on the Baek Fence. Though he thought he had to catch the auxiliary system before then, the transceiver was unable to move straight away. I couldn't even feel my feet sticking to the sidewalk block.

“You go in, inform them of the situation and evacuate! I think it's gonna be okay! ”

The other one immediately turned around. Monster. Monster was trying to summon a colleague. It had to be stopped.

The Song Tae-won's fist is strong and his leg muscles are almost habitually pulled. His body bounces forward like an arrow.

“Dangerous!”

Baek Feng Joon throws a short spear. Khh! The forearm wrapped in a wire bounces off the window, and the Song Tae-won approaches the Hunter, who was about to enter the building without any shaking. His toes snap at Hunter's stunned face.

“Boom!”

Wood chop, broken leg bone. With his body turned off under the hook, Song Tae-won's hand grabbed his head. The blade of the dagger in the other hand pierces the flesh and bone in a single breath.

Mechanically accurate and efficient, I cut off the monster's breath.

“Holy Father!”

A scream of bitterness fell into the ears of the Song Tae-won. An expanded pupil encountered the Song Taewon's eyes. With the blood splattered, my chest was damp red.

“Mi, crazy! Gina, get back! Get out of here!! ”

One, two, three familiar faces appeared in the parking lot. Song Tae Won accidentally wipes the blood off his cheeks with his back. However, the hands were more bloody, and the red marks only widened.

“Shit, what's going on! ”

“What, Mo, a monster?! ”

“You kill people openly, then you're a hunter! Watch out! You look like a boss monster who can imitate someone else! ”

It's a monster. It must have been for them. Song Tae Won quietly took a battle position without an excuse.