Chapter 9
âWow, thatâs too much⊠Iâve been trying to seduce you for hours, and your first answer is âHwangtaesanâ? Isnât that a bit much?â
âI suddenly remembered something I had forgotten. But more importantly, can you drop that ridiculous expression?â
Saebyeok shrugged as if to say, What can you do?, then frowned when she noticed him feigning a wounded look.
âTo be honest, you donât really care whether I join the Glory Guild or not. Actually, arenât you hoping I donât join?â
âWhy do you think that?â
âIf I go to Glory and soak up all your popularity, it would be troublesome for you.â
ââŠâŠâ
âYouâre probably thinking about how to announce the newly born S-rank hunter in Korea in a way that will draw the most attention to yourself. Youâre not actually trying to recruit me, right?â
If she joined Glory Guild, it would be good for the guild, but it could backfire on his personal popularity.
What he prioritized was always his own fame and the buzz he could generateâprobably even more than the guildâs reputation or management.
So right now, he was thinking less about recruiting her and more about how he could use her to boost his own popularity.
As part of that, he was calculating what recruitment conditions to offer her so that the public would go, âWow.â Whether she would accept them or not was irrelevant.
Saebyeok saw right through his intentions.
âSo stop with the meaningless talk about âtemptationâ or âbenefitsâ and just honestly tell me what you want. Isnât the beginning of a deal about being upfront with your demands?â
âHmmmâŠâ
Kim Ihan let out a groan, a smile tugging at his lips, though his eyes werenât smiling.
âItâs been a while since someone has read me this wellâŠâ
He had an expression that was hard to readâwhether he felt pleased or offended.
Of course, Saebyeok didnât care at all. She knew well that Kim Ihan valued beneficial outcomes over trivial emotions.
âAre you really not going to tell me your title?â
With a calculating glance, Kim Ihan leaned against the display and peered at her again.
âIâll measure and register it at the association next week, so youâll find out then.â
âSince we met like this, canât you at least give me a hint? What if I leak it to the media in advance?â
âYou wouldnât gain anything from that anyway.â
Saebyeok chuckled softly.
She couldnât help it; having faced him daily for years as an opponent of the association had toughened her.
âEven if I leak information, youâd need more details about me to keep attention focused on yourself. Like a title explanation, for example. Isnât that right?â
âHmm⊠If I knew that, wouldnât you look at me a little more favorably?â
Kim Ihan smiled, eyes narrowed like a playful fox.
!! Notification !!
An abnormal status has been detected.
<Passive: Heavenâs Care (S)> â not affected.
It was probably a habit, but Saebyeok laughed quietly at the skill-use notification and turned away, continuing her shopping.
<Item: White Flame Whip Spear (A)>
A spear crafted by a skilled blacksmith infused with excessive passion and white flame. Its beauty shines with white flame every time itâs swung.
<Passive: White Flame> â Increases the power of fire-based skills by 33%.
<Skill: Flame Distortion> â Has a 16% chance to reflect fire-based attacks.
<Skill: Fire Whip> â Transforms the spear into a fire whip. Hits leave <Debuff: Unextinguishable Brand>.
â <Unextinguishable Brand>: A curse of pain that never fades.
It was an incredibly appealing spear, especially synergistic with her <Skill: Ignite>. ButâŠ
âHow much is this? Hundreds of millions, billions⊠21.7 billion?â
Seeing the price, she instinctively withdrew her hand.
She had been proud of earning 4 billion in three hours, but now it seemed trivial.
âI forgot how insanely expensive hunter equipment is, having lived so long in a place without civilization.â
The spear was on the lower end of popularity, priced around 20 billion. Swords easily surpassed 30 billion.
âPass on thisâŠâ
She shifted her gaze to something more reasonable, and Kim Ihan spoke again.
âDo you like this spear?â
He casually slid the spear she had been inspecting toward her.
âIf you make a contract with us, we could give you something like this as a gift.â
The intention to tempt was obvious.
But Saebyeok wasnât swayed.
âTrying to bribe an S-rank hunter with just an A-rank item? I didnât think the Glory Guildmaster would be so stingy.â
She teased him, and Kim Ihan let out a soft âahâ, but didnât seem offended. He was just probing to find a way to persuade her.
Then a spear with an enchanting mix of red and black caught her eye.
<Item: Separation Anxiety Spear (B)>
This spear longed for affection because the blacksmith often left the crafting area. It possesses strong attachment and homing instincts toward its owner.
Non-tradable bound item.
â Owner: –
<Passive: Evolve> â Increases the userâs skill power by 1% every 10 minutes of combat. Resets after battle.
<Passive: Attachment Skill> â Forms attachment to one of the ownerâs skills, occasionally repeating it without mana cost. Attachment is randomly assigned and can reset every 5 days.
â Designated Skill: –
<Skill: Return> â Responds to its ownerâs call with no range limit inside dungeons; up to 30 km outside.
â2.1 billion? Why is this so cheap?â
It was funny to call a 2.1 billion item âcheap,â but considering that B-rank weapons usually cost 4â5 billion, it made sense.
Reading the first line again clarified it:
âAh, itâs bound to the owner.â
Even if a hunter earned well, few could afford the best gear outright. Usually, theyâd sell older gear to fund better equipment.
Bound items couldnât be resold, so buying them for anything less than lifelong use seemed wasteful. That reduced demand and made the price relatively low.
For Saebyeok, this low price was appealing.
âIâll just craft the one that fits my hands anywayâŠâ
She intended to recreate her spear from her previous life. The blacksmith knew her location and the materials needed, making crafting easier than before.
She only needed a temporary spear. Nothing fancy, just sturdier and more functional than the construction pipe she currently carried.
âOnce the new spearâs ready, this one goes into the inventory as a backup.â
She also had the advantage of an inventory system unlike others burdened with carrying multiple weapons.
As she picked up the spear, the clerk returned.
âThe Magic Core can be purchased for 3.928 billion. Shall I proceed?â
âYes. Deduct that from this spearâs price.â
âOh, youâre buying the spear too? Understood.â
The clerk input the data and used a calculator.
âFor the <Stone Hammer>, the current market price is 36 million.â
B-rank weapons averaged 5 billion, while D-rank barely reached 30 million. The gap in grade was massive, not just for titles but for items too.
âWe can buy it directly or list it in the auction for a higher offer. What would you like to do?â
âJust at market priceâŠâ
Just as she was about to say sheâd sell immediately, Kim Ihan, who had been quiet, interjected.
âHow about a direct deal? Iâll buy it.â
âThe D-rank hammer?â
Everyone knew he was a buff-type hunter. Saebyeok immediately realized his true intent.
âIâd like to offer 2.1 billion.â
That happened to be the price of the spear she wanted to buy. She couldnât miss it.
âI donât like being forced into debt like this.â
âThink of it as an investment.â
âThe Glory Guildmaster has no sense for investment, apparently.â
She implied he should already know she had no intention of joining Glory Guild. Kim Ihan only smiled.
âAnyway, we both know guild recruitment is off the table. But being near you, Han Saebyeok, feels like interesting things are going to happen.â
He flirted with a smooth, almost buttery voice.
âIf every time you fight, you think of me when looking at the spear, 2.1 billion is cheap.â
Saebyeok chuckled dryly.
âThenâŠâ
At that moment, her phone buzzed.
VrrrrâŠ
ăFiretruck: Hey, Han Saebyeok.ă
It was a text from Park Woojun.
ăFiretruck: I think we need to cancel our samgyeopsal plan for tomorrow.ă
ăFiretruck: (article link)ă
ăFiretruck: The guy who acted like heâd be stuck in Busan forever is suddenly⊠whatâs gotten into himâŠă
Saebyeokâs eyes narrowed as she checked the article link he sent.