43 Episode 43 - Daedongyeojido, Part III (2/2)

8.

Bucheon City Hall was located in the center of Bucheon City; it was currently being used as the headquarters of the Mac Clan.

There was a great deal of evidence to show that. One way was the Mac Clan's soldiers, who stood guard with guns, their eyes alive, and the Awakeners returning from their hunting lowering their postures.

”He is back.”

”He?”

”The master.”

”Who's the master…”

”He! The Savior!”

And it was also evidence that there was a look of hope and expectation on the survivors living around Bucheon City Hall.

”I heard there were over a hundred monsters he has killed this time, alone, even with his bare hands.”

”A hundred monsters with his bare hands alone? Does that make sense?”

”It makes sense since a hundred dead bodies were piled up in a long row. The number might be a lot more than that.”

”But with his bare hands…”

”He caught the yellow devil once, and that's not hard for him.”

Still, the world was hopeless.

Communications were paralyzed, and in the absence of any news of the army that they had been waiting for, there was a flood of monsters everywhere and no survivor who would bring news of other places. Now, they could not even find food easily.

Winter was colder than ever, and in this situation people sometimes even froze to death in the cold, dying of hunger and starvation, praying for a peaceful death when they were seriously wounded.

There was no one who thought that much could be changed in this situation.

There was the only hope.

”Does he intend to clean up all the monsters?”

”I hope he will clean them all up.”

If there was any change in this reality, if a small hope rose, and if someone achieved it, it was expected that Kim Tae-hoon, the first hunter, not just anyone, would do it.

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Kim Tae-hoon was sitting in a soft chair, the Golden Glass in his hand, inside the mayor's office at the City Hall.

At first glance, the image was that he was an arrogant boss.

However, the face of Kim Tae-hoon, looking at this bizarre liquid that was only flickering and never overflowing in the Golden Glass, had a look that did not fit an arrogant boss.

His expression was really bad.

'What the hell is the principle?'

The Golden Glass of Napoleon.

Once again, this mysterious Golden Glass was filled with a mystery that made unpleasant dreams, without sign or warning.

Of course, he was curious why this Golden Glass had filled itself. In this regard, Jang Sung-hoon made the following guesses.

”In my personal opinion, the Golden Glass of Napoleon has the ability to peek at fate. But it can't be easy to catch a glimpse of fate. Of course, as soon as fate changes, it will take time to see the changed fate again. Maybe that's why the Golden Glass filled so suddenly. It takes time to see the new future.”

It was a plausible guess.

If fate was a program, then to read that program, you could try hacking it. It was only natural to take some time.

'The fate of the world has changed.'

If his guess is correct, the fact that the Golden Glass of Napoleon was once again filled with red liquid meant that the fate of Kim Tae-hoon had changed.

It was proof that his fate of death against the dragon no longer existed.

Of course, this was not a pleasant thing either. It wouldn't be strange if Kim's lifespan became even shorter in his new destiny.

If that really happened, it would be too cruel to say.

If the terrible effort to live shortened his lifespan, he wouldn't be able to use this anymore.

'I am afraid.'

Of course, he was scared.

Nevertheless, Kim Tae-hoon did not hesitate. He drank the Golden Glass in one gulp.

At the same time, Kim Tae-hoon slumped down.

9.

”Open your eyes! Open your eyes!”

The cry of a woman struck his eardrum.

”Open your eyes! Kim Tae-hoon, open your eyes!”

There was a repeated cry.

At this moment, Kim Tae-hoon was able to recognize the owner of the voice, even though he didn't open his eyes.

'Ahn Sun-mi.'

Soon after, a woman came into view.

He saw the face of Ahn Sun-mi, which had not changed much, and the freckles embroidered on her face had not significantly changed.

The difference was her long hair. Her long straight hair clearly showed that time had passed.

'What year is it?'

But it was impossible to tell whether this was the future of one year or five. Furthermore, it was as far as Kim Tae-hoon could see. His eyelids had closed again.

'Ah.'

At this moment, he knew that he is on the verge of death, and there was no power to talk to anyone, or even a chance to get some clues from them.

'I'm dying this way.'

It was the worst way. He was dreaming of a situation where he is about to die. Was this how he is going to waste his chance?

'What the fuck!'

What could he get from this?

Kim Tae-hoon let out a sigh. Of course, he was the only one who could hear his sigh.

He heard her voice again, ”I'll tell you, hoping you will dream of this moment. I don't know when you'll dream of this day… but I'll tell you the wish list that I have prepared.”