Krrrunch!
The gravity manipulation pressed down on me once again.
For the record, it’s illegal for an Awakened Person to use their abilities on a civilian.
“Why?
Still think you’re on top?
Huh?
Juseon-ah.”
Geum Taemin sneered.
Lenea, sitting next to me, fidgeted and looked at me.
It seemed she couldn’t do anything since she’d left her bow behind to go to the club.
This is what happens when you only know how to do one thing.
It can’t be helped.
“Geum Taemin, why aren’t you working as a Hunter?
Did you quit because you weren’t skilled enough?” “Bullshit.
Nowadays, any hunter who makes money catching magical beasts is a moron.
Why do something so dangerous?
The money just pours in from working as a guard here.” “Looks like you’re doing some dirty work that suits you perfectly.” “And you’re doing some pathetic work that suits you perfectly.”
No matter what I said, Geum Taemin casually retorted.
He must be confident he had the upper hand.
“Juseon-ah, you’ve always had a habit of touching things you shouldn’t, haven’t you?” “…” “Do you know what kind of place this club is?
It’s managed by Baekdu Pharmaceutical.”
Baekdu Pharmaceutical Company?
Isn’t that a conglomerate?
“Baekdu?” “It’s where we procure raw materials for medicine for our special clients.”
Kim Yang looked flustered, as if she didn’t know either.
But in my estimation, it seemed unrelated to her.
“Why?
Curious?
Want your hyung to tell you?
Thinking about it, this bastard, I was two years older than you, wasn’t I?” “You always act like something so fucking obvious is a huge deal.” “…What?”
Frowning, a crack appeared on Geum Taemin’s face for the first time.
But if it was obvious, it was obvious.
Kim Yang was a beastkin and a regular at the club.
But she knew nothing about this.
That means beastkin weren’t the target.
“You’re buying blood, fur, or body parts from Beastials for money.” “Ha, you think we’re running some kind of organ trafficking-.” “You would, you idiot.” “…”
Not beastkin.
Why specifically Beastials?
This was easy, too.
“According to the origins of the 5th Floor, Old Murim, beastkin are beings born from gods called ‘Mythical Beasts’ sharing affection with humans.” “…” “Among them, Beastials are those born with a particularly strong bloodline of the Mythical Beast.” “…” “Then it’s obvious.
You use Beastials to obtain the transcendental physical ability of a Mythical Beast and use it for medicine, or stimulants, narcotics.
You’d use it for all sorts of things, wouldn’t you?” “This bastard-.” “You told me it was a pharmaceutical company.”
When I smiled, Geum Taemin couldn’t contain his anger and shot to his feet.
The gangsters on guard, as well as Kim Yang and Lenea, stared with surprised expressions.
“B-Boss.
You’re smart.” “But did you have to say it?
I think he’s even angrier now.”
Just as Lenea said.
The furious Geum Taemin glared at me, then forced himself to calm his breathing and act composed.
“That was always your problem, Juseon-ah.”
The corners of his lips curled up coldly.
“It’s because you always acted like you were good at everything that you’re living like this now.”
Geum Taemin’s gaze turned to Kim Yang and Lenea.
He tried to ask them in a friendly manner.
“Do you ladies know why the Hunter Training Center’s 111th Class is called the Golden Generation?” “The 111th Class?” “I-I will try to guess!”
Lenea shouted, trying to survive somehow, but Geum Taemin wasn’t looking for an answer.
“It’s because it produced two of the Seven Zeniths.
One is the Yaksha, Ryu Seoram.”
And the other one is-.
“The current Vice-chairman of the Hunter Association, Yu Yena.”
It was a heavy name.
The real power that controlled the Hunter Association.
My and Geum Taemin’s classmate.
“But there’s something no one knows.
The top student of the 111th Class wasn’t Ryu Seoram or Yu Yena.”
Geum Taemin’s gaze, turning like a wind-up toy, fixed on me.
“That bastard.
The top student of the 111th Class was always Kim Juseon.
Right, it was that bastard.” “…The president?” “Whaat?!”
The two of them stared with wide eyes.
I smiled and added.
“Geum Taemin was almost in last place.” “Shut up!”
The gravity grew stronger.
The guy, who had forced himself to catch his breath, grinned awkwardly, wanting to crush me no matter what.
“You haven’t learned your lesson, have you?
A pathetic bastard like you stood out so much you got on Yu Yena’s bad side.
The top student couldn’t even get his Hunter License issued, you know?” “Isn’t that better than you, who uses his Hunter License to wipe other people’s asses?” “Ha.”
The pressure was released.
My hands and feet were free.
“You still think we’re at the training center five years ago, don’t you?
Still think you’re the top student?”
Geum Taemin stepped in front of the table as if on a stage and gestured.
“Come out, Kim Juseon.
Now I’ll be the one to look down on you.
And you will die here.”
Properly triggered, Geum Taemin challenged me to a one-on-one.
“You gonna shoot me?”
As I sneered, he gritted his teeth and threw a dagger onto the table.
Thunk!
“It’s a knife fight.
How about it?
Isn’t this the one thing you might be able to beat me at?
If you win, I’ll let all three of you go.”
Tsk.
Clicking my tongue, I pulled out the knife and stepped forward.
“You say that like you’ve ever won.”