The Crazy Demigod Returns

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Eyes in the banquet hall were focused on Ha Yeon-woo, who was walking to the designated seat.

All sorts of small comments.

The only languages Ha Yeon-woo knew were Pancontinental and Korean, so I could only guess from the atmosphere that most of them were full of curiosity.

On the table, a simultaneous interpreter that could be worn like an in-ear was placed at each seat.

As I sat down with my father and put on the interpreter, I felt that the number of words around me had rapidly decreased.

It means that every move you make is getting attention.

And it was limited to the surrounding tables, but on the contrary, there were also people who spoke first.

“Mr. Ha?”

Ha Yeon-woo’s gaze turned to the man who was sitting at the same table and calling him.

“Nice to meet you. This is Chuck Harrison, Director of the US Federal Gates Administration.”

“yes.”

“hahahaha, to think that you have such a large event as soon as you return. great. I’m honestly envious.”

A white-haired middle-aged man who introduced himself as Chuck Harrison. I greeted him in a sad way first, but after all, he was a huge mogul.

If Korea had this ability, the United States had the Federal Gate Administration, and this man was at the top of the list.

The word was the director, but in fact, he was the final decision maker in the gate-related duties with a ministerial position.

Even Ha Yeon-woo saw this man’s face more often than the Korean minister when browsing the Internet while killing time.

Sitting next to him was Eileen, who was said to have the most powerful force among Earth’s natural Awakeners.

I’m sending curious eyes, but I quickly turned my gaze as if it was just there. In the meantime.

“I would be envious of the situation in the United States. There are only 6 levels at most.”

A voice that seemed to be talking to oneself interrupted the conversation.

‘That guy is Shaorin.’

The owner of the voice was Shaolin, who was called the world’s only 7th tier until Ha Yeon-woo returned.

As in the United States, a government official is sitting next to him.

I think I saw at first glance that he was authoritative and did not want to interact with ordinary people, but as I heard, he had a ruthless personality.

“hahahaha, it can’t be. We are envious of Mr. Ha, not his petty power.”

Director Harrison responds by saying that there is a 7th tier like you, but that you do not have it even if you give it mana.

“It’s a shameful statement, but it looks like we’ll soon have a 7th-tier Awakener. From what I’ve heard, the 7th tier wall has about 6,500 fighting power.”

Fighting spirit. One of the two elements in the status window as a simple numerical representation of one’s inaction.

There were words that it was not objective compared to the hierarchy, and that the figures themselves were simple estimates that did not reflect the actual battle, but there were reasons to be considered important nonetheless.

Not everyone goes through a rise in the hierarchy in the same struggle.

However, most of them went through the process at a similar level, and fighting spirit became a kind of measure of experience.

Therefore, it is said that all awakened people look at the fighting power written on the status window to gauge their growth.

With the intelligence power of the United States, it would have been easy to figure out what Shaolin’s fighting spirit was like when he reached the 7th rank.

Xiao Lin is the head of the guild and the head of the Communist Youth League, a youth organization in China. If information was released inside, there was no reason the US could not find out.

Even if it wasn’t for that, it would have been possible to make a rough estimate through the data up to the 6th rank.

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Listening carefully to the contents, it seemed that fighting power had to be around 6,500 to rise to the 7th tier, and that Eileen’s fighting power was close to that level, which gave him confidence.

When only one exists and when it becomes two, its phase has the difference between heaven and earth.

As if to prove it, the facial expressions of Xiao Lin and the Chinese party officials harden in an instant.

[Dear guests, thank you for waiting for a long time. With the release of the first auction item right now… .]

What broke the rapidly hardened atmosphere was the host’s guidance comment.

dripping-

At the same time, the first auction items appearing at the right time.

A trailer so large that it was strange to enter the basement carefully drove and stood in front of the podium.

The combined cooling device opened, revealing the dismantled Wendigo.

“Oh oh… .”

“That’s Wendigo’s head… .”

“Aren’t they the first monsters on Earth that aren’t pan-continental?”

The approximate identity of the monster revealed by Ha Yeon-woo’s message to Jang Baek-ki and Jeong Hee-jin on the spot.

The fact that it was a 6th tier monster rooted in the Pandemonium, not from the Pan continent, added to its value.

“It wouldn’t rot anyway.”

“Is that so? Is it a corpse?”

“There is no concept of corruption in the demon realm. Should I call him a plastic guy?”

Ha Seong-cheol makes a hum at Ha Yeon-woo’s cryptic words.

Even in the frozen atmosphere, the people at the table quietly opened their ears and picked up the story.

[This auction will be held with a total of five parts of the monster’s corpse and the highlight, the magic stone. The first part to show you is the Wendigo’s head, including its entire neck!]

Among Wendigo’s corpses, the most important was the head, followed by the upper body including the back with wings.

Because I didn’t know that fact, it seemed that I put my head in the front order of the auction, where the items with the least value usually appear.

[It is the smallest in size with a side length of 3.9 meters and a height of 2.3 meters, but including organs that are presumed to be the brain… .]

‘I’ll have to help.’

This was the reason Ha Yeon-woo dared to attend the auction.

It makes sense that even works of art can rise in price dozens of times depending on the story behind them.

It was obvious that if I added a few words, the price would rise, but there was no reason not to.

He did not know when such a monster would appear in front of him again, and it was clear that he would need a lot of money to carry out the vaguely drawn plans one by one.

By the time the host finished talking, Ha Yeon-woo raised his hand.

“Don’t you need an explanation? If you’re going to buy it to use it, I think it’s better to know and buy it.”

The presenter, embarrassed by the unexpected situation, looked at the upper line outside the podium.

Korea gave up bidding in this auction. On the surface, it is said to maintain neutrality as an auction host country, but of course it is bullsh*t, and in fact, it is because it can do commission business.

It was an opportunity to take a big bite.

On the one hand, because of Ha Yeon-woo, he must have thought that there would be many opportunities like this in the future.

The host, who saw the front again, responded quickly, as if a strong OK sign had fallen.

[Let’s go to the podium… .]

“first of all.”

The voice of the host, who resonated throughout the banquet hall through the microphone, was buried in a low voice loaded with mana.

Ha Yeon-woo, who lightly pressed the host’s words, continued his brief and simple explanation.

“The seed of Dereb, the demon of erosion, among the three masters of the Demon Realm. It is a type of bio-siege weapon. Its characteristics are stupid, but it has a huge and solid body. And some kind of aura that erodes the earth into the land where they live.”

As important information that was not yet known to the rest of the world leaked out, a buzz arose throughout the banquet hall.

“Thanks to the very hard bones and tough leather, the corpse is heavy, but the really precious things are the essence and wing pouches inside both horns.”

“If it’s horns… . Isn’t that what’s on your head right now?”

“essence… ?”

The turmoil around them reached its peak. The word integer was the same as the center of things in the dictionary.

“Essence blocks the aura of erosion. Wendigo was originally a being that could not escape from erosion. The essence inside the horn protects itself from erosion. That’s why it’s considered standard practice to cut off both horns when hunting Wendigos.”

I didn’t bother talking about purifying the demonic energy contained in the essence.

Anyway, without divine power, mana, or a power higher than magic, it was impossible to be effective, and saying it directly was in line with lowering its value.

“I don’t have the wing pockets on my back because I blew them, but the aura of erosion is emitted through the wings. Might be worth researching. Well, in the first place, bones are not easily scratched unless they are fairly strong, so if you make them into equipment, that alone will be useful.”

Unlike Ha Yeon-woo, who relaxedly crossed his arms after speaking, the eyes of the VIPs in attendance lit up.

[That, then. We will proceed with the auction. Wendigo’s head including neck. Beginning… . 55 billion.]

A signpost that goes up as soon as the horse is finished.

It was the starting point of the auction war.

* * *

[The total winning bid amount of this auction is about 750 billion won, overwhelmingly replacing the highest price in the history of the earth as a single item submitted for a single auction… .]

The two rich men were drinking with the steady stream of news as background music.

It was the first time since I had a drink in front of my mother’s portrait when I entered college.

From Ha Yeon-woo’s point of view, it’s a drink to share with his father, whom he met after 1,000 years.

“Life is really interesting. 750 billion… .”

his wife’s early death. son’s disappearance. kidnap. Incarceration. Narcotic drugs administered by force.

And the flowering that Ha Yeon-woo experienced after returning, and even today’s auction.

There were so many things that it could be written in a book, and the feelings were reflected in Ha Seong-cheol’s face.

A little bit of a laugh. With serious, somewhat sad eyes, he raised his glass.

Crack-

All I have is soju and some snacks I bought at the convenience store.

An incongruously clear sound rang through the high-quality glasses provided in the hotel, and the two rich men poured soju into their mouths without saying anything first.

“What are you going to do now?”

“… I have to live well with my father.”

“Don’t do that. Living, everyone lives. you live too i live too Baekgu in Daldongne also lives. I’m asking what you want to do and what you need to do.”

At first glance, it could have been thought cold as if he was scolding his son preparing for a job, but Ha Yeon-woo could feel that his father was sorry for him.

You see yourself as a stumbling block.

“there is. What I have to do, what I want to do.”

I had to find and kill the guys who instigated the Korean-Japanese group.

I had to build a foundation that would not repeat my regrets by revealing my strength and increasing my power.

In the process, I had to clean up things that got in the way and get rid of monsters that were a danger to stability.

I had to break the gate, and furthermore, the source of this phenomenon.

That’s how I wanted to put the surrounding situation under control and regain stability. These were the things Ha Yeon-woo had to do.

After that, I wanted to solve the mental problem that I also recognized.

Divided into those who need to die and those who do not need to be killed ‘yet’. Fixing one’s view defined by the distorted dichotomy.

I wanted to fix the terrible obsession and anxiety about losing something.

“Then do it. No regrets. Or am I not that trustworthy?”

Ha Seong-cheol was also aware of this situation, at least roughly. Listening to the story of the past, the worry about the crooked son must have grown proportionally.

“It has been more than 10 days since we met again. All of your outings have been going out for a while to catch a Wendigo or something. Even then, I am surrounded by sweaty men.”

“But rather than what happens to my father… .”

“I am having a hard time. After working outside all my life, I was kidnapped, imprisoned for several years, and released, it hurts. If this is the case, what is the difference between me and being imprisoned?”

Ha Seong-cheol breaks the serious frame and adds pleasantly. Even so, the heart was conveyed desperately.

I couldn’t even talk back in this situation. Because he was his only family and father.

“They say that even among the 100 million Awakened people in the world at the 5th level, they are incredibly valuable.”

Seongcheol Ha lifted a bottle of soju and filled an empty glass and continued talking.

“Besides, my son is the strongest man in the world. That Shaolin or something, that nobleman is just a child in front of you? My son, Ha Yeon-woo, said that he could win even if the world attacked him. What the hell is so scary about?”

He raised the full glass and said to himself and to Ha Yeon-woo as if he had promised.

“scram. and what you said to do. Do what you want to do. I am not yours to take care of, I am your father.”

Ha Yeon-woo thought for a while. Ha Seong-cheol, who was holding a glass of wine, also waited quietly as if he would not bother his son.

how much time has passed

Ha Yeon-woo also picked up a drink and bumped into the glass of his father who came to meet him.

Crack-

A clear sound resounded, and a smile broke out between the father and son.