My Dad is Too Strong - Chapter 14
Daddy Too Strong 13 Coins
The static flowed.
Scenes from Hunter Yumira’s emergency cams within the Hunter Administration’s Situation Room.
How many replays is it already?
“· · · · · · Play again.”
The video is played back from the point where the recording begins.
Jung Young-chul gestured.
“Pull it back. Ever since the Ogres showed up.”
Jiaying.
Video played at triple speed.
And it wasn’t until there were dozens of dark ogres walking in front of the monarch ogre that the proceedings began to double.
I’m back! Everyone, stay sharp!
· · · · · · That, the Monarch Ogre.
Be careful not to get hit as hard as you can!
“Slow playback from here.”
Screen plays at 0.5 speed.
Jung Young-chul then leaned forward and started focusing on the video.
A hunter in a casual white mask picks up a branch and draws a large circle around the Trinity of the Meiji Guild.
Paaaaaah!
A translucent blue membrane surrounds them.
Don’t come out of there.
The Mask Hunter pulls a sword out of your lap.
No, a sword.
A broken sword with less than 20 centimeters left.
All that was intact was a shabby sword with nothing but a handle.
Paper work!
A light flashed from the sword.
A dark sword like black spreads out.
Kugu Palace!
Crazy turbulent crack.
Strong impact even beyond the screen.
The Meiji Guild Hunters are losing their minds and starting to get headaches or nauseous.
Support!
And there the video was cut off.
Jung Young-chul laid on his back, making an unbelievable face.
I closed my eyes and drew a scene that was playing in the video in my head.
“What’s his name again?”
The advisor replied immediately.
“I’m Kim Hyun-woo.”
“Information?”
“· · · · · · · That.”
“Speak quickly, without prejudice.”
You scratch your head as if you were in trouble.
Then I swallowed the saliva and opened my mouth.
“No information available.”
“What?”
“Your Social Security number, address, etc. are all false. The date of registration as a Hunter is also 9999 9999.”
On Jung Young-chul’s forehead, a volunteer appeared.
“Any witnesses? It must have come out of the crack. Has anyone seen the guy in the hoodie, the jeans, the mask? You said you sent Han Min-hyuk there. They must have seen it.”
“· · · · · · · No one saw it coming.”
The advisor replies with a cold sweat.
In a few moments, Jung Young-chul will scream and tell him to find it.
I thought so.
“Tsk. Never mind.”
“Yes?”
Although the footage was cut in the middle, anyone could guess who killed the Monarch Ogre, the boss monster of Class A Crevice. The problem was his identity.
‘Maybe he wore a mask to hide his identity.’
What it takes.
It was a question of why he hid his identity.
‘You’re better than Class S, to say the least.’
The formula for putting Mana in the sword ().
The protective shield that was given to the members of the Meiji guild was probably an application of alcohol.
But with only those two pieces of information, Hunter was none of the S classes he was aware of.
Ugh.
Jung Young-chul got up from his seat.
“If he’s that good, he’ll be on the surface soon. Let’s wait until then.”
“We will continue our investigation.”
“Oh, and if any of you are new to S in Hunter’s grades, submit a list to me.”
“Yes, I understand.”
* * *
When she returned home, she put her hoodie and jeans in the laundry network and immediately changed her clothes. Seol Yoon-hee did not appear to have been out for a while, and put the mask in the desk drawer and put the stone obtained by holding the monarch ogre on the desk.
Woohoo.
You feel a condensed Mana in a marble the size of a palm of your hand.
In terms of internal air, about 10 years of internal air.
JooJoon divided the horses into ten equal parts.
It was because I could live with suspicion if I sold it to the Korea Workshop as it is.
Ugh.
JooJoon pondered over the Hunter ID card in his palm.
‘I’ll destroy it.’
Thinking about the future, it was right to destroy it.
It’s best not to get caught.
However, Juju shakes his head and puts the Hunter ID card in the drawer.
‘There’s nothing left.’
Maybe.
You may need something next time.
If I destroyed this card, I would have to use a government ID without fail to enter the rift.
The identity of ‘Kim Hyun-woo’ registered in the New Orleans Administration System is fake.
Of course, the Hunter administration could have caught his tail, but that was something to think about.
Tak.
After closing the door, JooJoon left the room and took out the envelope hidden between the small bookshelves placed next to Seol Yun Hee’s sleeping mattress.
I alternated between the admission form and the push statement.
’50 million won.’
Jooju took a piece of horse stone that had been divided into ten equal parts.
I don’t know how much I can sell it for, but given the average price of one stone from a Class A monster is 200 million, I thought I could get at least 10 million won.
* * *
Soon after arriving at the Korea Workshop on the subway, JooJooJoon immediately entered District 1.
A general goods store with potions and general goods for Hunters to use.
They also bought dead bodies and stone from monsters here.
48, please come to window 3.
Despite Saturdays, it was crowded with people trying to sell dead monsters or marble.
Most of them were guild managers, who were selling on behalf of monsters hunted by hunters, corpses, and stone.
In the case of projection, I was not in the guild, so I had to sell it directly.
“Welcome, you’ve checked that you only sell one box of marble. You can provide an overview of the date, time and ranking of the horseshoe you would like to submit an emotional quest for.”
“· · · · · · Can’t sell right now? I’m in a bit of a hurry.”
“You want to buy a trade. If you do so, you won’t be able to get the right emotions, and you’ll be asked to pay 10% of the barn sales fee. Are you okay with that?”
Nod.
“Are you holding a Stable?”
“Yes. Here you go.”
The employee received the stone handed to him.
The employee sighed as he looked at a small stone, a finger long.
Usually, for someone who came alone to sell a stall, the majority of class F hunters had just begun hunting in the cracks.
‘Plus, it’s the typical Class F horse-size.’
For Class F horses, there is discrimination depending on Mana’s concentration, but it is usually from KRW 40,000 to KRW 60,000.
Assuming an average of 50,000 won, if you pay the commission, your share goes back to Hunter only 45,000 won.
Staff placed the marble on a machine that measures the concentration of the marble.
The Mana figure displayed on the machine gradually rises.
And over time, his mouth became more and more open.
Mana’s quantity of horse stone that he thought was worthless was worth A grade.
No, a little more than the A average.
“I’m going to measure it again. I’m sorry.”
“Is there a problem?”
“I don’t think so. The machine must be malfunctioning.”
But measure it again.
Also, the result value was the same.
The employee tried the gauge in the window next to him, but the same was true.
Tadadadak.
The employee who knocked on the calculator showed him the number.
27,850,000.
“27 million won?”
He regretted that he would bring two instead of one.
However, the employee’s next words were also a little shocking to the group.
“What I’ve shown you is a fee. You will also receive KRW 250,650,000, excluding fees.”
* * *
Tuk-tuk.
Welcome, Lee Do-joon.
Current balance is ₩ 251,400,190.
Looking at the balance viewed by the bank application, JooJoon looked at the nine stone fragments rolling around in a desk drawer. If I sold all these horses, I could hold more than two billion in my hand. But I didn’t intend to.
Huff.
You hear the door open.
JooJoon left the room after closing the desk drawer again.
Looking at the front door, Seol Yoon-hee dropped an envelope full of ingredients on the floor to see if he had been shopping at the market.
“Is your father here? You’ve worked hard.”
“Thank you. It must have been heavy. Good work.”
“Heh heh. No.”
He picked up the envelope and put it back on the table.
“Thank you.”
At that time, Seol Yoon-hee’s eyes were filled with envelopes placed neatly on the dining table.
And I looked at him in surprise.
Joo-joon sighed at Seol Yoon-hee’s reaction.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“· · · · · · Have you seen it?”
Seol Yoon-hee’s face darkened.
Fathers and daughters.
It’s just a contract.
He was a perfect stranger, without a trace of blood.
You can never ask such a person for 50 million won or just ask for it.
“· · · · · · · You would hate it. For letting me live here, I am so grateful.”
“I hate you?”
“But, but. Suddenly 50 million won. I didn’t want to burden you anymore.”
“Yes. 50 million won is certainly a burden on me. Plus, it’s not in the contract terms.”
At the end of the week.
Seol Yun Hee gave a slight nod while biting her lips.
The reaction of steering was natural. It’s a contractual relationship anyway.
“I should add.”
“Yes?”
JooJoon took out the contract and spread it on the table.
Seol Yun Hee was staring at the corners of her eyes in horror.
8. A shall pay any costs related to the academic affairs of.
Submission signed the above additional provisions of the Agreement.
I gave the contract to Seol Yoon-hee.
“Sign it, too.”
“· · · · · · · Yes?”
Seol Yoon-hee alternated contracts and landmarks.
“But · · · · · · · · ·. It’s…”
“I’ll wait for you to sign. I’m hungry, so I need you to hurry.”
She smiled and said,
Tears poured out from Seol Yoon-hee’s eyes without my knowing it.
“I’m hungry, so sign it quickly.”
I always thought.
I wish I had a strong father.
When I was a kid, I envied the children who came to meet my father in kindergarten.
My mother was screaming that it was your fault that my father left.
JooJoon’s brother, who brought him as his boyfriend, beat up his mother and himself every day because he was an alcoholic.
“She’s got a lot of hands.”
JooJoo raised Seol Yun Hee.
He folds his hands over her and grabs a pen.
I forced him to use the name Seol Yoon-hee.
“Dad. Dad.”
Seol Yun Hee burst into tears, hugging JooJooJoon.
The snow that had been suppressed exploded all at once.
JooJoon stroked his head, patting Seol Yunhee’s back.
Could it have been a minute?
When Joon tried to get rid of him, Seol Yoon Hee hung up even more.
“· · · · · · · Just a little more coagulation.”
At that, Joon muttered with a bloody smile.
“Yes.”