The Time-Limited Leader Makes the Raid a Success - Chapter 405



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Episode 405

#405. Give me another chance!

Hangaram felt a sting and was worried about how to react.

‘People who work with Joo Se-ah Gilma. Don’t be scared. Be as confident as you can. Okay. You can do it, Hangaram. I’m going to show you. How great of a guy I am. Fighting! Let’s go naturally.’

He slowly opened his eyes, barely able to calm himself down from the brink of hyperventilation.

Noh Song-rin was glaring at him from right above, but he slowly raised his upper body while trying to hypnotize himself into thinking that his opponent was invisible.

“Ah, I slept well. Good morning.”

“good morning?”

Noh Song-rin’s gaze was fierce. Han Garam’s forehead broke out in sweat.

“Haha, mistake… Good afternoon?”

“Huh? There’s another one here with a flower on his head?”

The ferocious momentum of the high-ranking hunter caused Hangaram to have a brain freeze.

Flower = pretty = good thing

“thank you.”

“Where is my words appreciated? Is this guy a goulji?”

Goeulji = promising young man who is doing well = praise

“Haha, thank you.”

“… … .”

Noh Song-rin looked at Han Garam with a pitiful expression.

“Did you hurt your head? You look fine, but how did you get… tsk tsk.”

“Isn’t this the aftereffect of Hunter Noh Song-rin? If that’s the case, then the story is different. Let’s renegotiate a bit… .”

“No, Captain. Why is the conversation going that way again? Hey, hey, you. Are you okay?”

Noh Song-rin lightly patted Hangaram on the cheek and asked.

Hangaram stroked his cheek absentmindedly.

“Yes? Yes… Yes!”

“For your information, I didn’t hit you when I touched you. I just tapped you to bring you to your senses.”

“Oh, of course. I don’t misunderstand that.”

“Yeah. You understand quickly. I’ll take back what I said about Goeulji. What’s wrong? Why are you gloomy? Oh, and the incident earlier was also something that happened because of a misunderstanding between us. Let’s just understand it and move on.”

“What happened earlier?”

Hangaram remembered that he had passed out after being strangled by Noh Songrin.

At that time, it was actually something I should be thankful to Noh Song-rin for. If I had run forward with all my might and bumped into a normal person, my hunter life would have been ruined from the start.

‘Thank goodness. I was so nervous about the interview. Next time, I’ll look around more carefully… ‘

For a moment, a schedule I had forgotten came to mind.

“Eww, Hercules!”

Hangaram grabbed his hair and ran out in a hurry, breaking the promise he had made earlier.

Noh Song-rin looked at the back of Han Garam, who was running away with a fit, and spoke as if he was looking at a crazy person.

“Is that a disease? Some kind of seizure or something… . Well, what do you think? It’s okay if it’s resolved. You see, Captain? It’s okay because we reached an agreement.”

“Agree? I don’t think I heard the answer.”

“Hey, what are you talking about… I told you earlier that we should get through this well… .”

Noh Song-rin stopped talking. There was no scene in her memory where the other person agreed.

Kang Mu-hyeok said.

“And if you want to reach an agreement, you have to leave behind a document or a recording. What are you going to do if you just let it go and later say something different and file a lawsuit or report it to the broadcasting station?”

“If you knew that, you should have told me when he jumped out. Then I could have grabbed him or knocked him over or something.”

“Even if I’m an E-rank, how can I keep up with the reflexes of the Hunters? They just ran off without giving me a chance to say anything.”

Noh Song-rin tilted her head at Kang Mu-hyeok’s words.

“How did you know that guy was E-rank earlier? He was so weak that I couldn’t tell if he was E or D.”

“I saw the public profile of the participants in this second draft on the guild app.”

“Isn’t that… over ten thousand?”

“To be exact, 14,729.”

“But that guy’s profile there? All of that? No way?”

“I only know the basic profile.”

Of course, is it possible to fit 15,000 profiles into your head?

Noh Song-rin had already experienced Kang Mu-hyeok’s absurd memorization skills several times, but she still couldn’t get used to it.

Basically, Kang Moo-hyuk was not a person who was free. Noh Song-rin, who always followed him around, had never seen Kang Moo-hyuk rest even while he was on the move.

But when did you manage to check all those people and input them into your head?

Besides, Noh Song-rin knew that Kang Mu-hyeok had not participated in this second draft specifically to select someone. It meant that it was not a place to put in that kind of effort.

“This draft, wasn’t it just for show? But why the hunter list… …?”

“Even though it’s a different matter, as a participating guild, we should at least show the minimum courtesy to the draft organizers. And since I’m already in Busan, I wanted to look around to see if there were any good hunters.”

“That’s a bit too much for politeness.”

“It was annoying, but it wasn’t that difficult. I’m good at speed reading.”

“I don’t think that’s out of the realm of speed reading.”

Kang Mu-hyeok pointed to the path where Hangaram had disappeared and spoke to Noh Song-rin, who had a tired expression on her face.

“But Hunter Han Garam, can I not chase after you?”

“Han Garam? What are you chasing… Oh, that’s right!”

“If we don’t find it here, we’ll be in real trouble. Even if it’s a low-ranking hunter, if you threaten them with determination, it’ll be hard to handle.”

“The name of the guy you just mentioned, is Han Garam, right?”

“Yes. E-rank Hunter Han Garam. A hot newcomer who just graduated from the Awakening Curriculum.”

* * *

Nearly an hour had passed since the original interview time.

Hangaram was frustrated after checking the guild app notification. But he couldn’t just ignore it.

‘What a chance I got for this interview!’

Of the more than 10,000 hunters who participated in the second round of the draft, less than half actually got an interview opportunity.

However, there were many hunters who were called by more than two guilds.

If the rice cake looks delicious, other people will find it delicious too.

Among the new hunters, those with versatile characteristics, impressive performance during field training, or very good curriculum grades were already filtered out before participation.

It was natural. You can’t see all the hunters in a limited time.

In order to select hunters as efficiently as possible, criteria had to be established, and the objectivity of the data and the subjective opinions of those in the field were a means of saving time.

Because of this, many newcomers have suffered defeat and entered the freelance market in frustration.

No system can be perfect. The second draft was created with the intention of unearthing unpolished gems, but it could not satisfy all hunters.

Hangaram was desperate. He couldn’t just wait for the second interview alarm to ring again. He searched around for the Hercules Guild interview booth.

Since the interview booths were reserved whenever an interviewee was available, the same guild did not always use the same room.

Thanks to that, I had a hard time, but since it was a fairly solid mid-sized guild in Busan, I was able to contact my old classmates and find an interview booth.

Just then, a hunter who had finished his interview at Hercules’ booth was coming out. Just before the next interviewee was called and entered, Han Garam threw himself into the booth and raised his hand.

“This is Han Garam, who was supposed to interview you earlier! I’m sorry! Something came up earlier and I couldn’t interview you! Please give me another chance!”

Hangaram asked with his back bent at a 90-degree angle, but the world couldn’t be that easy.

“When a monster is killing people, are you going to make excuses that you’re late because of circumstances?”

The interviewer’s one word pierced Hangaram’s heart. It was an undeniable truth.

When he came here, all kinds of excuses were running through Hangaram’s mouth.

There was an accident with Iron Will’s leader, Kang Mu-hyeok, or he collided with a high-ranking hunter from the same guild and lost consciousness, so he couldn’t come.

But I couldn’t say a single thing out loud.

Hangaram bowed again and apologized.

“I’m sorry. I was short-sighted. I guess I’ll go now.”

His face was bright red as he turned away from the interview booth.

It was embarrassing. No matter what anyone said, time was life for the Hunter. That life included not only his own but also that of others.

I knew this in my head, but when my own grievances became involved, it didn’t come to mind at all.

As soon as I entered the curriculum, I realized that the oath I made to the Hunter’s Charter was something that could be easily broken even for small gains.

Hangaram was devastated at how easily he had abandoned his promise to become a great hunter who would hunt monsters and protect people like Joo Se-ah.

‘In the end, I can’t become a hunter like Joo Se Ah.’

Well, Joo Se Ah had some talent. It’s ridiculous for a hunter with ordinary talent like her to have such a psychic trait that she couldn’t even properly understand or use it.

It was only the first day of the second draft, but Han Garam thought he might not have another chance.

He was branded as a hunter who was late for the interview, and the rumor spread faster than expected.

There was a section for interview hunter evaluations that only the guild HR manager could see. Maybe they had written down the latecomer there.

“Ugh, I need to get my mind together quickly and find a party spot in advance. I need to go hunting somehow to make a living.”

Hangaram checked the thread on the guild app where the dropouts from the second draft were hanging out.

Although the event wasn’t over yet, it was a space where hunters who felt hopeless could gather and share their opinions.

The 2nd draft was not simply a place where the guild could recruit the people it needed. It was also a community space where future freelance hunters could gather together and form parties.

The hunters I met in the second draft were used as humanits by low-ranked hunters who would stay with me or exchange information with me throughout my freelance career.

Of course, 90% of the parties formed at that time disbanded in less than a year.

Hangaram looked around the party recruitment bulletin board with his eyes wide open, but somehow he couldn’t find a party that he liked.

However, he couldn’t waste his time just because he didn’t feel like it. It was rare for hunters in similar situations to him to gather in large numbers. If he missed this opportunity, he would have to look for a job alone later, but unless he was just a stopgap, there was no party that would hire a hunter who was playing alone.

The recruitment hope comment that was so difficult to put in.

But the reply was… a dud.

And that’s not just on one party, but on all seven posts that had comments.

“Haaah, well, I guess I’d avoid ambiguous psychic hunters too.”

Since we were a group of low-level hunters, the key was to maximize our fighting power.

Unlike the guilds that looked to the future, the freelance party lived only for today. They could think about tomorrow.

So, the mental trait that was difficult to exert power in the early stages of awakening was the number one target to avoid.

As the path to the abyss that he had read about in the community approached him, Hangaram’s eyes went dark.

That was when.

Ding dong!

“huh?”

Hangaram’s eyes widened as he checked his smartphone at the sudden guild app alarm.

“Eww?!”

* * *

“What? Director Kang Mu-hyeok reserved an interview booth?”

Taegeuk Guild’s team leader, Jo Ik-jun, was keeping a close eye on the movements of Kang Mu-hyeok, who participated in the second draft.

I thought that if the general manager was personally involved in the second draft, which had more empty shells than good ones, there might be some hidden talent.

He even bribed one of the organizers to check the interview records of the Ironwill Guild.

But as the morning passed and the afternoon began, not a single interview had been conducted at Iron Wall.

I had already been busy so I had temporarily lost interest in that area, but a little while ago I received a surprise tip that an interview booth reservation had been made.

“As expected, Kang Moo-hyuk. You waited until the interview period started in earnest. You’re targeting your target while they’re busy. Go back and find out. What kind of rookie is Manager Kang Moo-hyuk interviewing? You might end up being the biggest fish in this second draft.”