chapter 30
When I first met Yoo Han-ul, I was asked that same question.
I immediately recognized his soul, but it wasn’t Yoo Han-ul at that time.
‘But for him to ask such a question... is it his intuition as a hunter?’
Thinking about it like that, it’s terrifying. If a hunter who couldn’t even see souls could figure something out just based on his instincts, that’s pretty unsettling.
Looking at it simply, the biggest problem in this situation is this.
If Yoo Han-ul remembers his past life and realizes my identity, would he try to eliminate me?
The answer came quickly.
‘...Honestly, the possibility isn’t low.’
Just because he’s a hero doesn’t mean he’s merciful to others. In fact, the reason the hero killed the common enemy of humanity is that anyone holding a sword has likely gone through countless killings. No one who’s indiscriminately merciful could ever become a hero.
So, if he judges me as "evil" based on his own standards, there’s a strong possibility that he would raise his sword against me.
And in that case, the way to oppose him right now would be...
“Grrr…”
Me!
Leo, whose size was almost comparable to Yoo Han-ul's fist, protested from my arms, but I ignored him.
No matter how much effort he puts in, if Yoo Han-ul truly wants to kill me, there’s no way I can oppose him as "Jung Da-on" at this moment. This is obvious without needing much consideration.
So, the only option available to me is one.
“Achoo.”
I need to create a situation where I don’t have to answer.
“Oh, are you okay?”
Just by standing and clearing my throat lightly, Yoo Han-ul’s shoulders flinched.
In the end, Yoo Han-ul can’t help but pretend not to notice those weaker than him.
Late at night, in the cold winter, he realized he had called a younger girl out for an odd conversation, and his expression became alert as if cold water had been poured on him.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have called you out so late when you’re probably tired…”
“Hmm, it’s not so much tired… maybe a little tired? I’m not used to using unfamiliar magic.”
“Unfamiliar magic?”
“Yeah, when I found you, I cast the Healing Magic Circle from the System tutorial. I thought it might help. But since it didn’t seem effective, I think I might have cast it wrong.”
“Ah…”
Yoo Han-ul blinked.
For now, it’s not easy to erase the lingering traces of my magic that Yoo Han-ul felt, so I’m covering up by saying I miscast the Healing Magic.
“And strictly speaking, it’s not that you called me. I came out because I heard the car sound in front of my house.”
“That’s…”
“Lately, reporters keep coming to the house. I was thinking of splashing cold water on them if it was reporters again.”
By subtly reminding him of my situation, I gently stirred up his sense of guilt, and Yoo Han-ul’s face quickly darkened.
“…In this weather? I wouldn’t recommend fighting with the press.”
“It’s so annoying. It’s a nuisance for my family too. My brother hasn’t even been employed for long. I don’t want to bother him with my problems.”
Mentioning my difficult family situation made it awkward for Yoo Han-ul to press further. My vague intuition told me it was a situation I couldn’t pursue too deeply.
“Ah… I see.”
As expected, Yoo Han-ul hesitated for a moment before cautiously speaking.
“I’m sorry for calling you out at this hour. I guess I made a mistake.”
“It’s fine, it’s not like you’re feeling well anyway. I heard you’re badly injured?”
“No, it’s not that serious. Hmm… yeah, I should get going now.”
“Okay, take care.”
I shook Leo’s paw as I saw him off.
Yoo Han-ul raised an eyebrow when he saw Leo, but he didn’t say anything.
He must have realized Leo wasn’t a normal cat, but he also understood that this wasn’t the right time to press further.
“See you later, Da-on.”
Thud. Yoo Han-ul got into the car, closed the door, and started the engine. I watched him disappear for a moment before closing the gate and heading inside.
“Should I sprinkle salt...?”
No, wait, in this case, wouldn’t I be the one to be driven away?
If I’m facing Yoo Han-ul, I must be the evil spirit, right?
I managed to survive the situation with quick thinking, but my face still twisted in frustration.
At this rate, it’s only a matter of time before Yoo Han-ul remembers his past life.
And given that the System seems to be helping him recall his past life, I’m even more worried.
From the System’s perspective, it’s urgent to find out who the “enemy of humanity” is, but... doesn’t that put my safety in danger?
“Hey, you stupid collective intelligence.”
The system is listening to the user's words.
“If Yoo Han-ul remembers his past life, is it really certain that he will be able to find out who the 'enemy of humanity' is?”
The system is making every effort to ensure the survival of humanity.
Conclusion: If user ‘Yoo Han-ul’ recalls his past life memories, it will help locate the ‘enemy of humanity.’
“That conclusion itself seems suspicious.”
When I think about the System, a collective intelligence created to solve problems for humanity, it’s clear that it has a blind spot—it can’t surpass the limits of human intelligence.
The System detected a threat and concluded that the “enemy of humanity” exists, but why doesn’t it know who the enemy is?
No, at this point, I need to ask a different question.
How is the “enemy of humanity” avoiding the System’s gaze?
The only possible answer I can think of is that they’re avoiding the System just like I did before it forcibly contacted me...
The system requests user, Jung Da-on, to assist Yoo Han-ul.
“Ugh, forget it. Just go away.”
The conclusion is clear.
‘From now on, I’ll avoid contact with Yoo Han-ul as much as possible.’
At least until Yoo Han-ul concludes that the aftereffects of the “Self-Exploration” spell are a result of his injuries.
Or until I recover enough to survive if Yoo Han-ul regains his memories.
If that’s impossible, then just like in my past life, let Yoo Han-ul save the world on his own.
Was this the right thing to do?
The words of the hero I glimpsed in Yoo Han-ul’s memories suddenly crossed my mind.
Why did the hero raise such a question?
You did the right thing.
If killing one can save ten thousand, then carrying that death is undoubtedly the right thing to do.
‘So, do your best this time too, hero.’
Killing for the survival of humanity.
After signing the contract with Han Jae-young, the move was completed smoothly.
“Oh my, what should I do? I feel so bad.”
On the day of the move, the supermarket owner, who had just been discharged from the hospital, came over to say goodbye.
The owner, who had been holding my hand and thanking me for a long time, handed Jung Da-jeong a large plastic bag.
“What’s this, Grandma?”
“I brought some rice cakes.”
“Huh?”
“Well, when you move to a new place, you should share rice cakes with the neighbors. It’s an old custom. These days, only old people do it, but it’s still something that should be done.”
“Oh.”
I knew there was a custom of giving rice cakes when moving, but after leaving the orphanage, we hadn’t moved anywhere, and we couldn’t afford to do anything like giving rice cakes when we came here, so this was the first time I actually saw someone giving rice cakes.
“Grandma…”
Jung Da-jeong, moved by the gesture, choked up a little.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Ah, it’s because you saved my life, Da-on.”
It’s true that I saved the owner’s life.
Honestly, I could have escaped alone, but I went out of my way to save others, even at the cost of injury.
If I think about it, the rice cakes don’t add up.
‘Even so, I did a lot of good deeds. Shouldn’t my stats be recovering a bit more?’
I glanced at the System window, but there was no response.
That sneaky bastard.
The warm smell of rice cakes wafted from the black plastic bag in Jung Da-jeong’s hands.
“I know how much you’ve been through, Da-jeong. Da-on, you’ve been through a lot too, but your brother really suffered. Got it?”
“Yeah.”
“You two should live well, just like you’ve been doing. Okay?”
“No, Grandma.”
Jung Da-jeong wiped her nose and grabbed the grandma’s hand.
“Why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? I’ll come visit sometimes.”
“Aigo, no, it’s fine. You’re busy living your life, so there’s no need to come visit an old woman. Besides, if Da-on comes to our house, the reporters will make a scene. Don’t come.”
“Well, but…”
“Don’t mind me. I have to go back to my store now. You take care and move well!”
“Goodbye, Grandma.”
I waved goodbye to the grandma.
Anyway, I feel like I’ve repaid my debts for those three years of working part-time in high school.
At least, I’m glad.
It wasn’t the last time I saw the figure from the dungeon.
“Meow!”
Warmth!
“Oh no, Leo’s trying to jump on the rice cakes.”
“It must be cold. Leo, don’t squish the rice cakes, come here.”
Normally, his body should be immune to the cold, but thanks to the aftereffects of the dimensional travel, he seemed a little weaker.
Once I saw Leo burrowing into my padded jacket, I took the car keys out of my pocket and handed them to Jung Da-jeong.
“Should I drive?”
“Should I? I’m happy to drive if you don’t mind driving without a license.”
“Ah, no. I should drive.”
Of course, it was the car key Han Jae-young had given me in advance.
It was a company vehicle, and one of Han Jae-young’s guild members had parked it in front of our house earlier this morning.
The car type wasn’t specified, but it turned out to be an SUV from a famous overseas brand, known for its durability. Just as I had ordered.
After becoming a Hunter, you get an inventory to store items, but since you can only store materials from dungeons in the inventory, I had heard that Hunters prefer SUVs with spacious storage for that reason. Dungeons require a lot of supplies, so it made sense.
“It feels like a new start. Now that we’ve said our goodbyes, let’s go.”
“But Da-on, are you really okay with this?”
Jung Da-jeong, still holding the car keys, looked uneasy.
“Is it really okay to leave with nothing but what we have?”
We only had two duffel bags with the bare necessities.
“There’s nothing here that we could have taken with us. The house was fully furnished when we signed the contract, and they’re going to fill in the rest.”
“And we even got a car.”
“Apparently, this is how S-rank Hunters do things.”
“Well, that’s true, but…”
“Stop complaining and just drive. We’re going to be late.”
I urged Jung Da-jeong, who kept fussing, to get into the car.
As I started the engine, Jung Da-jeong muttered.
“It's not that I didn’t want to move someday, but I didn’t think it would happen like this.”
That’s true.
Jung Da-jeong had been eager to leave the neighborhood ever since she got a job.
She never thought it would happen overnight, especially because of me.
“Look on the bright side. You were worried about the night roads, right?”
“That’s true. Anyway, now that you’ve become a Hunter, living here doesn’t make sense. By the way, aren’t the reporters crazy?”
After the last Dungeon Break, the reporters had been stationed around here day and night, trying to interview us, and it seemed Jung Da-jeong was quite fed up.
“Still, we’re lucky nothing major happened.”
“Can you really say nothing happened…”
“Not the reporters.”
In less than a week, I got caught up in two Dungeon Breaks.
Until now, I had been the only one involved, but with Jung Da-jeong around, I was seriously worried about another Dungeon Break happening, or someone targeting her.
But when I think about it differently, it’s more suspicious that nothing happened after they targeted me twice in such a short time.
‘Has the enemy run out of resources to cause another Dungeon Break, or was my life not what they were after from the start?’
I can’t know for sure until I catch the person and ask them directly.
After driving through the complex roads of Seoul for a while, I arrived at the address Han Jae-young had given me.
The place was a complex of detached houses.
The tight security at the entrance of the complex gave me a good impression.
Thanks to having pre-registered the car number, we passed through easily.
When we reached the beautiful exterior, Jung Da-jeong's jaw dropped.
“Wow. I’ve never been to a place like this. We can park here, right?”
“Yeah. Let’s go inside quickly.”
Using the key I had received earlier, we entered the house, and I felt someone’s presence.
Someone standing in the spacious living room, bathed in sunlight, turned around.
Han Jae-young smiled and raised his hand.
“Hello?”