The Time-Limited Leader Makes the Raid a Success - Chapter 403



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Episode 403

#403. There are many eyes watching.

“Ugh, I’m shaking.”

Hangaram, who completed the ‘Initial Awakening Curriculum’ hosted by the Hunter Association and the Guild Cooperation Office in January of this year, walked around the BEXCO event venue with a pounding heart.

He couldn’t hide his excitement at the mere fact that he had participated in the second draft, which he had only heard about. Being here itself meant that he was not a waste.

On the surface, the second draft had a rule that anyone who had graduated from the curriculum within five years could participate, but in reality, there was an unspoken rule that the bottom 30% of the year of graduation would be excluded.

Because it was a large-scale event that lasted from three days to ten days depending on the number of participating hunters, low-level hunters who would interfere with the guild’s selection were filtered out in advance.

Of course, even if we filter out the bottom 30%, the number of participating hunters was so large that it was difficult to digest them within the event period.

However, the hurdles could not be raised any higher for an event that started with the intention of giving as many hunters as possible a chance to make a comeback.

In addition, since there are hunters who belatedly emerge from the lower ranks, it is impossible to arbitrarily raise the lower limit.

Because of this, the ones who died were the people in charge of the reinforcement teams of each guild. They had to fight against numbers while looking at various evaluation documents written by curriculum instructors.

After classifying the participating hunters according to the reinforcement points desired by the guild, they had to contact the instructors who were in charge of the actual training to hear their actual battle evaluations, and they had to use their connections to connect with guild officials who had sent the trainees to the field training to hear their evaluations from actual battles.

After gathering all this objective and subjective information, we went into in-depth analysis. After the analysis and the final OK sign, we conducted individual interviews at the booths set up at the event venue.

Those who don’t know the inside story of the industry may think that they decide whether to accept or reject someone based on just one look at their face, but in reality, the results of nearly a month of overtime work are revealed in a short period of time called the second draft.

‘When on earth is my turn? My heart is going to burst if I wait for the interview.’

Hangaram picked up his smartphone and checked the guild app.

It was an essential application for hunters that could be downloaded at the recruit level when awakened. Now that the curriculum has been completed, it is marked as a beginner level.

This beginner rank changes to the name of the guild you belong to when you join the guild. Beginner hunters come here to change this mark.

‘Otherwise, I’ll have to run around like a freelancer until I become an expert. I’ll also have to consistently do national quests and guild requests.’

As a hunter who couldn’t join a guild, I couldn’t remain a beginner forever.

Even as a freelancer, you can upgrade your rank as your performance accumulates.

Beginners become experts, which means they become experienced players recognized by the guild. It was also difficult to raise the level.

“Absolutely! Definitely! Fighting!”

Hangaram screamed to gain his spirit. The eyes of the people around him turned to him. He blushed in embarrassment and slumped into a corner.

But no one laughed at him. Most of the hunters here were in the same situation as Han Garam.

The people who occasionally smiled were usually guild officials. The fresh new faces looked the same every year, but there was something about them that made me feel happy every time I saw them.

They also made up their minds as they watched that scene. It was because they could feel the desperation of the newcomers. They couldn’t help but feel nervous because if they made a mistake, a promising hunter would end up buried in the mud.

In addition, the shortage of manpower in small and medium-sized guilds also played a role in the determination of the personnel managers. Recruiting good hunters will be the foundation for the guild to grow.

It didn’t end with just picking them. Once you brought them in, you had to raise them. If they got hurt while raising them, you had to treat them, and if they went up in rank, you had to give them good equipment.

Giving them good equipment wasn’t the end of it. If a high-ranking hunter gets hurt, the damage will be severe, so you had to find good potions and feed them.

Since I bought the potion, I had to figure out where to use it. If I wasn’t going to display the hunters, equipment, and potions and admire them, I had to constantly ask for work.

The guild officials shook their heads at the endless loop that made them dizzy just thinking about it and went back to work.

Ding dong!

It was a notification sound from his smartphone. Hangaram quickly checked the message.

‘Ugh, two of you! They’re right in front of me? I’m not mentally prepared yet… ‘

Just a little while ago, I had been wishing for the interview to be over quickly, but my feelings changed as soon as my turn came.

Hangaram hurried his steps toward the booth and checked the resume he had submitted through the guild app.

My resume was nothing special. It was just basic personal information that I had written before graduating from the curriculum.

However, the difference from a regular resume was that it had columns for your rank, characteristics, and skills.

Skills can be filled with money, but it was difficult for ordinary people to raise that amount of money. Even for the rich, skills that were not their ability were out of the question. Money was money, but good skills were monopolized by high-ranking hunters from top guilds.

There are some rookies who write that they have developed original skills, but most of them are either bragging or mistaken. If not, they are ridiculous geniuses.

Original skills were created through countless hunting experiences and training. Even among high-ranking hunters, there were countless hunters who did not have a single original skill.

Among the hunters who were called geniuses in the past, only a very small number acquired original skills during their rookie days, and even the great Joo Se Ah was a hunter who didn’t even have basic skills before joining Slayer.

Of course, not everyone who learned the original skill grew into a great hunter.

‘This isn’t something I should be concerned about anyway. So, the rank is… … .’

Rank was not something that could be fooled. A rookie could not fool the discerning eyes of a high-ranking hunter who was attending the interview. If he could fool it, it would be acknowledged as such.

‘What about the rank… What would a new E-ranked hunter look at?’

The problem was the characteristics.

‘This is going back.’

Traits were an important indicator that determined the hunter’s future. It was also a matter that required confidentiality.

The only information a Hunter does not have to 100% disclose to the Guild.

‘Even if they are of the same rank, the hunter’s life is divided by differences in characteristics. The difference in combat power also varies greatly.’

No one could guarantee that a hunter would be buried in a guild unless he died while hunting or inherited the guild.

In an industry where you never know when you might move to another location and become hostile, you can’t reveal everything about yourself.

‘But isn’t this too much? Just tell me to write about a certain series. This way I can’t appeal to others.’

So, the resumes of new people were divided into major categories to indicate their characteristics.

Strengthening system, buff system, ability system, mental system, etc.

“Whew, thinking about the traits makes me sigh. I’m so ambiguous.”

Honestly, I thought that Han Garam was quite tolerant of ambiguous expressions.

His trait was an uncommon mentality. It was a trait that would catch the eye of any guild. Even though he could not be expected to have immediate combat power, any guild member would consider recruiting him as if they were scratching a lottery ticket.

‘But it’s strange to call this the spiritual realm.’

Usually, the mental world was the type that confused the enemy, fascinated them, or drove them crazy.

That is, a form of influencing others.

However, Han Garam’s characteristics only affected himself, not others.

‘It never really had any effect. You have to feel the effect.’

Even when his fellow trainees demonstrated their talents and appealed to others during field training, Han Garam could not be included among them.

This was because he didn’t know how to use his own characteristics or how they would be expressed.

Ding dong!

Hangaram, who was lost in thought, was startled by the smartphone alarm and quickly headed to the booth.

Because of the wind, I couldn’t see the person passing by.

Normally, he would have avoided it with the hunter’s agility, but due to the interview, his field of vision was extremely narrow.

Besides, the opponent was a normal person. If he was a hunter, he would have evaded first even if I couldn’t react.

For a moment, instances of ordinary people who ran into hunters flashed through Han Garam’s mind.

It wasn’t a minor collision, but an accident where the driver was hit while hastily accelerating. It was an incident where the driver hit a person, but the injuries were as serious as if he had been hit by a car, so it would be an exaggeration to say that he was hit.

In that incident, the hunter was sentenced to prison. The result was a very clean misfortune. Hangaram was terrified as he imagined his future being trapped in Ujungdo before he could even spread his wings as a hunter.

“Euuuuuuu… … !”

Thud!

“Ouch!”

Just before colliding with a civilian, Han Garam was stopped by someone grabbing his neck. He was then immediately lifted up and hung in the air.

He was out of breath and his face was turning pale, but he shed tears of gratitude towards the hunter who had caught him.

“What is it? Are you an assassin? Are you after the captain?”

He was a very dirty looking hunter, but to Han Garam, he looked like an angel. He might even be the ugliest angel in the world.

You saved my life.

“What is this kid doing? Why is he making a fuss?”

“Kekekeke, kegekeke. Kkekeke.”

“What are you saying?”

“Kkeke, kekeke… … .”

Hangaram wanted to convey his feelings, but he was disappointed that his throat was grabbed and he could not properly convey his true feelings.

Then the man who almost bumped into her stepped forward.

“I think I should let go of that hand.”

“Let him go? I think he was just aiming for you, Captain.”

“Who would dare to target me when I have a reliable bodyguard like Hunter Noh Song-rin here protecting me? This isn’t some lawless area.”

“Hahaha, well, who would dare do that when I’m here?”

When the man named Noh Song-rin laughed happily, Han Garam also seemed to feel better. He also seemed to feel a little drowsy. Huh? My body really feels lighter? Is he really an angel? It seems like heaven is visible behind this man.

“Ugh, ugh… ugh.”

“Oh? I told you to let it go because I was afraid it would turn out like this.”

“Hey! Inma! Come on! The mastermind behind this must die!”

Hangaram could hear familiar names going back and forth in his dizzy mind.

“No Song-rin Hunter, what happens if you kill someone in a public place?”

“Oh, he’s not dead yet!”

“If you cause an accident this time, it’s a repeat offense. Even the rain won’t cover it.”

“Recidivism? Going into that Ujungdo wasn’t murder.”

“There are many eyes watching. Even a killer would have a hard time with this.”

“I told you it wasn’t murder.”

“I managed to somehow cover up the incident where Hunter Goeulji almost got into trouble a while ago, but this is a bit… … .”

“Ugh, Goeulji… . Chief! T, how can this not be considered negligence on duty? Yes? There was something I teased him about… . But if it’s Chief Kang Mu-hyeok, no, if I borrowed the name of Gilma Joo Se-ah, how can I… .”

Hangaram thought as he lost consciousness.

Maybe there is such a thing as fate.