Chapter 14

Chapter 14. Sponsorship (3)

“H-How much money is this...?!”

The donation entered under Kim Si-hyeon's name.

The amount was beyond imagination.

Kim Jin-cheol had expected Yoo Han-seok, a man famous for loving his family, to reward them generously.

But this went far beyond that.

It was...

“Equivalent to the Association's entire annual budget.”

Chief Secretary Choi Tae-woo, who had come on Yoo Han-seok's behalf, spoke calmly.

“...”

Kim Jin-cheol could only stare blankly at the numbers displayed on the laptop.

South Korea prohibited domestic conglomerates from owning Guilds.

Why?

Because conglomerates already possessed enormous financial power and political influence.

If they also obtained overwhelming military power, the result could become a national disaster.

South Korea wasn't the only country with such laws.

Looking at the amount in front of him now, Kim Jin-cheol deeply understood why.

They said capitalists made insane profits from new materials and energy after the Great Upheaval... Just how much money did they make?

“The Chairman wanted to come personally and express his gratitude, but an urgent overseas trip prevented him.”

“So you're really donating this entire amount?”

“There are plans for additional sponsorship as well.”

“...Additional?”

Kim Jin-cheol's face went blank again.

Then he recovered and asked,

“Wait. You said there are plans.”

“Yes. The additional support comes with conditions.”

Of course.

Kim Jin-cheol's expression cooled, though his eyes remained fixed on the laptop.

Even as compensation for saving Yoo Han-seok's children, the amount was absurd.

That meant Iron Blood Yoo Han-seok had another calculation in mind.

“Ahem. Requests involving special favors may be difficult.”

He somehow forced the words out despite being unable to look away from the numbers.

“If it's within my authority, I'll consider it.”

“There are two conditions. You don't need to worry. Both are proposals you'll probably like.”

“Then tell me quickly.”

The Association desperately needed money anyway.

When Kim Jin-cheol didn't reject the idea, Choi Tae-woo continued.

“First, we would like to provide personal support to the Hunter who rescued the twins.”

“...Personal support?”

Kim Jin-cheol narrowed his eyes.

“Exactly that. We donated the money under Hunter Kim Si-hyeon's name, but considering how the Association works, he won't personally be able to use all of it.”

“You understand correctly. But personal sponsorship isn't possible.”

Kim Jin-cheol crossed his arms.

“You know the rules. A normal Hunter can receive sponsorship. Association Hunters cannot. That would be considered bribery.”

Association Hunters were, legally speaking, civil servants.

Even if it was called sponsorship, they weren't allowed to receive outside income connected to their Association duties.

Of course, if Kim Jin-cheol had known that Kim Si-hyeon had left work right then specifically to earn money, he might have viewed things differently.

“Ah, perhaps I explained it poorly. As I said, this is still additional sponsorship.”

Choi Tae-woo smiled as though he had already found a legal path.

“The additional funds will also be donated to the Association. However, when allocating that money, surely you can exercise some flexibility.”

“Hmm.”

That might work.

Park Min-ho already spent an entire year's budget on Kim Si-hyeon alone...

For an SS-Rank Returnee, giving him that level of convenience was reasonable.

Yoo-seong's intent was obvious as well.

They wanted to establish a relationship with Kim Si-hyeon through additional sponsorship.

So they noticed something about him.

That made sense.

His performance inside the abnormal Gate had gone far beyond anything expected of a rookie.

They had probably already realized Kim Si-hyeon was a special Hunter.

If so...

“Fine. But as you already know...”

“We will keep all information regarding Hunter Kim Si-hyeon confidential. We've already completed security training for every employee who was present. We've also spoken to the Shinhwa Guild.”

As expected of Yoo-seong.

“Good. Very good. And what's the second condition?”

Perhaps because Kim Jin-cheol already sensed the negotiations would go well, a satisfied smile spread across his face.

Hunter Kim Si-hyeon really is a blessing.

The nickname Massacre sounded terrifying, but what did it matter?

Kim Jin-cheol himself rarely had to face him directly.

I wonder what our lucky Hunter is doing right now.


Meanwhile, inside the Special Division office...

“Ji-woong...”

“Yes... Director...”

Park Min-ho had just returned after hearing from Association President Kim Jin-cheol that Yoo-seong had made an enormous donation.

The amount was so large that the Association President, who had recently been calling him bastard this and bastard that, had suddenly started calling him “our Min-ho.”

“Our Min-ho! You've worked so hard. Go tell Hunter Kim Si-hyeon that we'll support him generously from now on!”

Park Min-ho had rushed straight back to the Special Division with the happy news.

But...

“What do we do?”

“...Yeah.”

“Yeah?”

Park Min-ho stared at Choi Ji-woong.

Then...

“You crazy bastard!”

His roar shook the Special Division building.

“What do you mean Hunter Kim Si-hyeon disappeared?!”

“Well...”

It was exactly what it sounded like.

Kim Si-hyeon had disappeared.

Choi Ji-woong had gone to the safe house to pick him up for work.

Instead of Kim Si-hyeon, he found a note.

[Money.]

Only one word.

Then another note underneath.

[Annual leave.]

“That's... not really how you submit annual leave...”

Choi Ji-woong muttered beside him.

Park Min-ho grabbed his forehead.

“Haah. I'm going insane. What about the search?”

“Everyone's out looking!”

“You... you...!”

No wonder the Special Division building felt empty.

“Haah.”

Park Min-ho sighed.

“What the hell do we do?”

This wasn't something they could take lightly.

An SS-Rank Hunter had vanished.

Not just any Hunter.

A Returnee known as the Massacre.

What if he was secretly evil?

Of course, everything Kim Si-hyeon had done so far suggested the opposite.

He had even rescued the twins alone, which looked downright heroic.

But the problem was his terrifying power and killing intent.

Based on killing intent alone, Kim Si-hyeon seemed more vicious than any criminal alive.

What kind of person emitted that sort of pressure?

Someone who had destroyed an entire world?

This is a disaster.

No one knew what kind of incident he might cause.

And they couldn't even organize a large-scale search.

Finding an SS-Rank Hunter who was deliberately hiding would already be difficult.

But Kim Si-hyeon's existence itself was top-level classified information.

They couldn't request broad support.

Worse...

“America, Saudi Arabia, Russia... China... No unusual activity from foreign agents?”

That note saying “Money” bothered him.

Kim Si-hyeon had already signed an agreement with South Korea.

But the truth was, the country wasn't treating him nearly as generously as it should.

What if another nation learned that?

They would do anything possible to take him.

“We requested cooperation from the National Intelligence Service, but they haven't detected unusual movements.”

“Haah.”

Park Min-ho stood.

“Where are you going?”

Choi Ji-woong asked.

“Where do you think?! To find him! Get up!”

“Yes!”

Since they couldn't call for outside support, Park Min-ho, one of the few S-Ranks available, had no choice but to search personally.

“...Honestly.”

He stopped at the door and spoke in a hollow voice.

“I almost wish he still couldn't suppress his killing intent.”

If that were the case, someone would have reported him by now.

With that thought, Park Min-ho and Choi Ji-woong set off to find Kim Si-hyeon.

Meanwhile, Kim Si-hyeon was...


I had survived thirty years in a world filled with zombies.

What was the most important thing for survival?

Money?

No.

It was nothing but paper.

A single can of food was worth more than a human life.

Strength?

Not really.

It mattered more than money, but human strength alone couldn't defeat thousands of zombies.

So the most necessary thing was...

Selfishness.

Even if the whole world had to be abandoned, I had to think only about myself.

If survival demanded it, I needed enough selfishness to abandon friends.

Comrades.

Even humanity itself.

That was how I survived.

But...

I don't want to live like that in this world too.

I survived thirty years through selfishness.

But that life had been unbearably lonely.

During those long years of solitude, what I wanted most wasn't safety.

It wasn't warm canned food.

It was people.

Human warmth.

Someone I could trust enough to turn my back to.

Someone I could stay beside.

The Special Division gave me that.

They trusted someone who couldn't even use mana enough to spend an entire year's budget on me.

That was why I came here.

A mercenary office.

“So, your name?”

“Kim Si-hyeon.”

“...You're pretty informal.”

The employee at the desk glanced at me.

“Age?”

“Twen... twenty-five.”

“Are you doing multiplication? What does 'twen-twenty-five' mean? You're twenty-five, right? Show me your Hunter registration card.”

I handed over the temporary Hunter registration card the Association had issued me.

“Hmm. Looks fine.”

The employee briefly checked the D-Rank listed on it.

“First mercenary job?”

“First.”

“...You really don't speak very politely.”

I had come here to earn money.

The internet said mercenary work is basically part-time work for Hunters.

Unlike my previous world, where money had no value, civilization still existed here.

That meant I needed money.

But my Special Division salary wasn't enough.

According to the internet, the Association paid terribly.

And if they had already spent an entire year's budget on my equipment, they couldn't possibly have much left.

So I took annual leave and came here to earn money.

I planned to buy my own equipment with my own money.

It was sudden, but I left a note, so it should be fine.

I had written down my objective, “Money.”

Then submitted annual leave in writing just like the internet explained.

Maybe I was already adapting well to this world.

“Whatever. You're a bit strange, but we're short on people anyway. Kim Si-hyeon, right? You're D-Rank. The job's simple.”

Several other Hunters approached the employee.

The person who looked like their leader spoke to me.

“We hunt. You collect the mana stones. Easy, right?”

The others joined in.

“This guy's the porter?”

“For a porter...”

“He's built.”

“He's handsome.”

“Handsome? He looks creepy.”

I nodded.

“I know.”

“...”

A thought came to me.

Thirty years.

All that time spent alone.

All those moments survived through nothing but selfishness.

And yet...

“When do we leave?”

Considering how naturally I could talk now...

Maybe I was actually pretty socially skilled.


“...Hey, is that guy okay?”

The party members gathered in one corner and whispered while glancing at Kim Si-hyeon.

“He looks completely insane.”

“Still, he's handsome. How old?”

“Twenty-five.”

“What? The way he casually talks down to everyone, I thought he was older. He talks like some middle-aged man.”

“I don't like him. His eyes are weird. I've got a bad feeling.”

“We don't have a choice. His conditions are perfect.”

“Conditions? What kind?”

“Contribution-based distribution.”

Party leader Choi Yoon-seo grinned.

The others looked at him in surprise.

“What? Seriously?”

“Yeah. He said it's his first mercenary job. I don't think he even knows what contribution-based distribution means.”

Normally, once a Gate was cleared, rewards were divided according to contribution.

Naturally, contribution meant combat contribution.

Porters with low ranks who couldn't participate in battle were usually paid a fixed percentage of the mana stones they carried.

But under contribution-based distribution, a porter who only picked up mana stones would receive nothing.

In other words, Kim Si-hyeon would work hard and earn absolutely nothing.

“You bastard. That's basically a scam.”

“That's brutal.”

“He's a newbie who doesn't understand how scary the world is, but he's casually talking down to senior Hunters. He needs to learn a lesson.”

“That's too harsh. He looks like he awakened recently.”

“Feel bad for him? Then give him part of your share.”

“Hey, no way. Ignorance is a sin.”

“Actually, if we keep all the mana stones, this is great.”

“Exactly. Porters are optional anyway. We're giving him work experience.”

They laughed among themselves, excited to exploit the porter for free.

None of them knew what that contribution-based contract would eventually lead to.

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