The Time-Limited Leader Makes the Raid a Success - Chapter 477



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Episode 477

#477. Consider it an honor.

“What? Hey, are you okay?”

Mr. Joe examined the fallen Thomas. The hunters nearby rushed in.

“Get out of the way.”

Kang Moo-hyuk pushed his way through the crowd. A red light came on in his head. His stomach, which had been fluttering due to adrenaline, suddenly calmed down.

The sight that came into view was Thomas’ face, as bloodless as his white hair. Even his lips were blue, making it difficult to recognize him as a living person.

“heartbreak!”

Mr. Cho, who was holding Thomas’s Mac, looked at Kang Mu-hyeok. His eyes were filled with anxiety.

She knew that Thomas was an S-rank. It was common sense that such a strong hunter would not be defeated so easily. No, it was a type of accident she had never even thought of.

Kang Moo-hyuk calmed down after seeing Mr. Cho’s expression. He calmly put the mask over his face as if nothing was wrong.

He approached him without saying a word and pushed Thomas’ armor coat aside. Then he searched through the ampoule kit on his waist and took out a syringe-type medicine, unlike the other potions.

“eight?”

Mr. Joe noticed that it was a syringe and tried to take off Thomas’ armor coat.

Kang Moo-hyuk shook his head, slightly pulled back his coat, stroked Thomas’ chest, and then injected the syringe.

“!!”

Thomas flinched as if he was having a seizure.

Kang Moo-hyuk signaled with a sidelong glance.

“Catch it.”

“Huh? Huh!”

Mr. Joe grabbed Thomas’s shoulders and pushed him down as he trembled. As his legs began to move up and down, she laid down on her side and tied Thomas with both of her legs.

When some of the hunters tried to join in, Kang Mu-hyuk stopped them.

“it’s okay.”

Kang Moo-hyuk couldn’t leave Thomas in the care of the mercenary hunters. He didn’t want anyone to know anything about his condition.

‘The mercenary hunters’ gazes at Thomas Hunter changed after seeing him stop the giant. It’s clear that they suspect that he’s an S-rank. Perhaps a hunter with a body scan skill might try to check.’

Body scan is usually known as a medical skill, but sometimes it is used to determine the level of a hunter.

There were drawbacks to this, such as the need for direct contact and the inability to scan a hunter of a higher rank than the skill caster unless the person in question accepted, but in a state where the hunter was unconscious as he was now, even an S-rank had no choice but to allow it without any defenses.

Kang Moo-hyuk didn’t want Thomas to know that he was S-rank.

Because doubt and certainty are different.

Alex and Hawk of the Federation already knew, but as more people know the secret, it becomes no longer a secret.

Knowing that, Alex and Hawk also kept their mouths shut from the Federation Hunters. Raven was also unaware of the secret.

‘It’s best for as few people as possible to know that Thomas Hunter is an S-rank. That way, he can be used as a Joker.’

So Kang Moo-hyuk decided to take advantage of Thomas’ fainting situation.

An A+ rank wizard was defeated after trying too hard to stop a giant.

The intention was to create confusion in the information.

“It seems like it was too much to stop the giant. I thought it was too much for an A+ rank… … .”

Mr. Joe blinked and looked at Kang Mu-hyuk.

‘Downgrade now?’

Usually, when a fight broke out in the hunting grounds, hunters would ‘raise’ their rank. They would raise their rank higher than their own to boost their pride. Even if it was a lie that would be discovered right away, it was a kind of bluff to prevent other hunters from stealing the prey right in front of them.

On the other hand, ‘rank-downing’ is something that scammers often do in the field. The key is to make your opponents lose their guard by showing them your rank as weak. It’s about hitting them in the back of the head when they completely let their guard down.

It was a method used by hunters who were greedy but had little power to exploit other hunters.

Mr. Joe couldn’t help but stare in amazement as the leader of the Iron Will Guild, which had two S-rank members, was doing it.

‘It looks like you’re trying to say that it’s not an S-rank.’

‘Just as you said. You know?’

Kang Moo-hyuk gestured with his chin, telling her to follow his words.

‘Oh my, you’re still committing fraud in the midst of all this?’

Mr. Joe was both bewildered and relieved.

The fact that Kang Moo-hyuk was trying to take advantage of the situation meant that Thomas wasn’t in that much of a danger.

As evidence, Thomas’s complexion was improving. Only when the blood stuck to his mouth became similar in color to his lips did he slowly open his eyes.

“Thomas Hunter, are you okay?”

“Sir? I must have fainted.”

“Then why does an A+ Hunter have to go through all that… … .”

“??”

“Didn’t you know that giant was the legendary giant Kubwa who devastated East Africa?”

For a moment, a question occurred to me.

‘Didn’t the captain tell you to knock it over?’

Mr. Joe grumbled silently from the side, giving me a hint.

Thomas understood the situation at once.

“That’s right. Why would I do that? A+ Ttari was so arrogant and attacked the legendary giant.”

“Never overdo it again, Thomas Hunter.”

There was a lot to say, but anyway, it’s a happy ending since everyone is safe.

Thomas decided not to forget today.

“I will keep that in mind.”

* * *

When the giant ‘Kubwa’, who was called the scourge of East Africa, appeared, Gary Dee could only exclaim, ‘That is indeed the head of Medusa.’

I thought that I had no choice but to die here.

I tried to see if I could use this gap to escape, but even that wasn’t easy because Hyun Jeong-geon was glaring at me even in the midst of the crisis.

The moment the giant’s foot landed on his head, he felt regretful that he was unable to convey to Illusion that the teleportation was blocked.

I was hoping that if everyone here died, the secret recipe would be buried together with them.

but.

‘Oh my god… … . You’re stopping this?’

The wizard who brought down Scarecrow.

He was blocking Kubowa.

I already knew that he was a great wizard, but I assumed that it was only due to his outstanding characteristics.

However, after seeing him block Kubuwa’s attack, a new possibility of becoming an S-rank magician, like other hunters, came to mind.

‘What if it’s really S-rank?’

Gary Dee realized his mistake.

‘I am bait.’

That the hunters of Mirage that he had called were nothing more than another prey.

Even while he was astonished at the existence of an S-rank wizard, he tried to figure out how to make up for his mistake.

Then Thomas collapsed.

Although I couldn’t see it directly, I could tell what was going on through the mercenaries’ mutterings.

‘You overdid it to stop the giant? You completely fainted?’

I felt a moment of relief.

‘Then that’s right. There’s no way an S-rank can come out this easily. Especially not a magician.’

Magic was a mid-level power that was particularly difficult to obtain among the Hunter’s skills.

Since this is a position where physical ability is lower than the average hunter, it is always positioned at the rear even in front-line battles.

Hunters could rank up faster the more they took risks. In this respect, wizards were at a disadvantage.

‘But just in case, you should see it with your own eyes.’

Gary Dee wanted to shake off his anxiety. He wanted to eliminate the possibility that his judgment was wrong. He didn’t want to be the idiot who brought his organization members to S-rank.

It was a kind of self-rationalization.

Just as I was waiting for my chance, I saw Thomas getting up.

A haggard and haggard face.

Even his eyes were clouded and dim, as if he had been fighting fiercely at the Red Gate for months.

That was fortunate.

‘I guess you really overdid it.’

Even if you’re an A+ rank, if you have something special, you should be able to defeat even the named giants of the Small War at least once.

‘As a result, Kubuwa didn’t die, he just fell down.’

Taking solace in that, Gary Dee tried hard to convince himself that his thoughts were not wrong.

However, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of anxiety in my heart.

* * *

The moment he raised his head above the water, Abbas smelled the faint scent of blood.

The guard hunters who followed him also noticed this and frowned.

Abbas came out of the water without a care.

The enclosed space was unusually bright for a cave. It wasn’t bright enough, but it wasn’t bad enough for a person to live in.

It was an area of ​​strange signs, a glimpse of nature, or rather, a gate, but the benefits of civilization had spread even inside the cave.

“The power system appears to be fine.”

One of the guard hunters reported that he had checked the power lines brought in from outside.

A semi-permanent power generation facility using solar power generation and gate engineering technology was lighting up the cave.

Of course, the expression “semi-permanent” could be considered absurd, since this power generation device was a technology that used mana stones as a medium.

It was not used in large-scale power plants due to its low efficiency, but it was useful in special areas such as Medusa’s Head.

“If the power is maintained, then it definitely means there was no external intrusion.”

“The guards were standing guard outside. That can’t be happening.”

“Then it was an inside job… … .”

The only hunter here was Prince Muhammad.

‘Are you a prince?’

The smell of blood grew stronger.

“It’s been a while, General Abbas.”

A voice echoed from a blind spot where the light could not reach.

I felt a shadow lingering in a dark corner.

Abbas said with a sigh.

“I don’t understand… What on earth is going on, Your Majesty?”

“You don’t need to understand. When have I ever asked for understanding when doing something?”

“Even though it was arbitrary, I couldn’t help but understand it.”

“Understanding is nothing more than a request from the strong by the weak. You have always been weaker than me, whether in terms of power or authority, so of course you would have tried to understand me. Isn’t that right?”

“Well, I don’t think the difference will be that big.”

“No, the power gap would have widened even further. I am no longer someone who needs to seek understanding from others.”

The hunters’ legs swayed at the overwhelming sense of oppression.

One of the guard hunters asked with a blush as he stumbled.

“Prince! Have you by any chance become an S-rank?!”

“S-Rank?”

“Yes. Just now. I definitely felt that way… … .”

“Don’t confine me to the category of a mere S-rank. I am greater than that.”

“Oh! Finally… … .”

The guards were amazed. They were witnessing the moment they had been waiting for so long.

In order for Morocco, which dreams of becoming a great Moroccan empire and the empire of Africa, to achieve its long-cherished dream, Muhammad’s ascension to the S-rank was essential.

I couldn’t help but be moved as that dream was about to come true.

But Abbas could not express his joy.

‘Suspicious. Very suspicious.’

It was common knowledge that it was not easy to become an S-rank. Although the prince was said to have the potential to become an S-rank, he knew very well that the chances of him ending in failure were higher than those of his success.

Even the prince himself had been closed down here for years, saying he was challenging the impossible.

The slim chance that you might be able to use the power you find here.

Even in the final report several months ago, I wrote a letter to King Al-Rashid saying that the path to S-rank was still far away.

‘But you suddenly became an S-rank?’

The guards were so excited by the prince’s S-rank declaration that they seemed completely unaware of this strange situation and believed it so easily. Abbas was even suspicious of this atmosphere.

As he looked at him with doubtful eyes, Muhammad stretched out his hand and said:

“Come here. I will prove to you that I am a great being.”

The guardsmen advanced forward as if possessed by something.

Abbas quickly grabbed the collar of the agent next to him and shouted.

“Everyone stop!”

His orders were limited to stopping the hunter who had been touched. The rest of the men continued forward.

Muhammad spoke to the hunter who approached him first.

“I will give you the honor of being the first to meet the Great Being.”

“Go, thank you… … .”

Crunch!

A hand sticking out through the chest and onto the back.

In his hands he held a human heart.

“What are you doing?!”

Abbas shouted.

The hand went back into his back and disappeared. The agent who had lost his heart collapsed.

In the darkness, a silhouette took a heart to its mouth and chewed it.

Blood dripped down like shadows. The darkness colored the blood gray as if it were a gradient.

Muhammad swallowed the last piece of his heart and said:

“You are witnessing in real time the moment in which I become great. Consider it an honor.”