Episode 129 – Eye of the Typhoon, Dream Team (3)
I’m sorry.
A black car stopped in front of the road.
Elena checked her outfit once.
Are there any blurry places?
who doesn’t seem to be.
Elena carefully checked her condition.
Of course, there was not much change in the behavior that was twisted while trying to evacuate people.
And in a messy situation, Elena couldn’t think of anything important about clothes.
Because I knew who was riding in that black car.
Click.
As soon as the car door opened, a middle-aged man got out of the car.
An S-rank hunter and Elena’s best boss.
It was Marcello, the president of the association representing Italian professional hunters.
And one more man got off behind Marcello.
Elena involuntarily gulped and swallowed.
Prime Minister of Italy, Samuele.
In Italy, Prime Minister simply meant the head of state.
In terms of status, he is the highest-ranking person in Italy.
That person was that Samuel.
Elena took a gulp, swallowed, and approached the two.
“Huh, I’m Elena, Team Leader in Asia, belonging to the Hunter Management Department. It’s an honor to meet you, Prime Minister.”
Elena tried to hold onto her trembling voice and said,
Samuele approached Elena and asked.
“Is it really… is it really true that there were no casualties in Latina?”
Elena couldn’t hide her surprise.
It was also because Samuele’s expression and tone as he looked at Elena were unusual.
A begging expression, as if to say please.
Had Samuele ever made such a face…?
Elena looked back at her memories for a moment, but nothing came to mind.
It was because Samuele in Elena’s memory was always overwhelming the crowd with her overbearing charisma.
I even wondered if Samuele was really right for me.
Elena tried to calm her surprise and opened her mouth slowly.
“I can’t believe it either… but it’s so true.”
“ah···!”
Then Samuele exclaimed and showed a look he had never seen before.
I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but it seemed like there was something transparent in my wrinkled eyes.
So Samuele was silent for a while.
Seeing Samuele like that, Marcello took a step forward and asked.
“Where are the Dream Team Hunters now?”
“Oh, come this way.”
Elena led them both to the Dream Team.
where it arrived.
“what···?”
But for some reason, I couldn’t see the image of the Dream Team.
I thought he had been away for a while, but he didn’t show up even after a while.
“If you’re talking about hunters from the East, you went over there earlier.”
As Elena panicked, people nearby informed her of the Dream Team’s whereabouts.
Elena thanked them and led the two of them on, and they soon saw the Dream Team.
A place where piles of monster corpses are piled up like mountains.
The Dream Team was talking about various things there.
“Hayoon unnie must be crazy! How can you use spiritual magic that much? It hasn’t been long since you learned from Youngseong-nim?”
“Just… what. It worked.”
Kwajik Puck.
“creeps···! The greatest talent ever. It’s not the greatest talent. ah! So, can you summon a god?”
Kwajik. puck.
“no. that’s yet I’m not even at the level of summoning the Spirit right now, and more than anything… the Spirit hates me.”
“You hate it? What do you mean?”
“That’s what Master called a Divine Spirit once before, and as soon as he saw it, he kicked me with his hind legs…”
“ah···”
Soo-yeon nodded her head shyly.
Then, Min-yul said to Su-yeon.
“Isn’t Su-yeon talking about talent? It wasn’t long before you woke up. But isn’t this already the best talent of yours?”
“No, that’s…”
“Look at this. Because it’s all cheating.”
“A brother like that! Even though Min-yul oppa trains alone, that’s about it.”
Kwajik. puck.
“Haha! I’m used to training alone from before.”
“Anyway, who isn’t the assassin? The inclination is just right.”
Kwajik. puck.
“Eh, how did it happen that there are only talented people around me?”
“What do you mean, Seoyoon sister? It was Seoyoon unnie who wiped out the mandrago crowd.”
“Is the period I trained with you the same…”
Seoyoon let out a deep sigh and shook her head.
And Elena moved toward that dream team.
Kwajik. puck.
But this strange sound that I heard from a while ago.
Elena involuntarily turned her head in the direction of the sound.
And what I saw there was none other than Seo-joon.
Seo-joon was doing something with the corpse of the monster.
Kwajik. puck.
This monstrous sound was coming from there.
Elena checked closely and soon found out.
‘Monster dismantling work…?’
Kwajik. puck.
Seo-joon was dismantling the corpses of monsters with truly phenomenal hand movements.
It takes about 15 seconds to dismantle one monster.
Kwajik. puck.
It was at a level where a single monster could be dismantled with a single move.
But the problem is…
I mean why are you doing that!
“no. Captain… do you have to come all the way here to do that?”
“huh?”
Kwajik. puck.
“then. Just throw away this precious thing? Is it all money?”
“That guy’s money is real…”
“Woo-wook. I feel like I’m getting nauseous again.”
Soo-yeon hurriedly covered her mouth as if she was getting sick of it.
“Aren’t you tired, Seojun? In fact, Seojun almost wiped it out. Do you still have the energy to do that?”
“It is difficult. It’s hard to make money, so where can I go to sleep?”
It’s not hard, and now I don’t have to do the daily tasks of Hercules and Jang Sam-bong, so I have a lot of energy left.
Seojun swallowed the words behind him.
Kwajik. puck.
“I think that might be the greatest talent of all time…”
“What is talent? If you need money, that’s all. Lee Ha-yoon, it’s because I couldn’t grow up without you. And I was going to tell you earlier, but if you escape now, will you be kicked by the spirits for the rest of your life?”
“Get on, don’t run away!”
Kwajik. puck.
Seo-joon dismantled the bodies of the monsters with his wonderful hand movements, even while refuting the words of his teammates.
The pile of monster corpses piled up like a mountain was rapidly decreasing.
And Elena, Samuele, and Marcello who watched the scene.
“·······”
“·······”
“·······”
They couldn’t even figure out how to take this.
“If I had known it would be like this, Mancheol would have come too.”
And whether you know that feeling or not.
Seo-joon grumbled and continued the dismantling work.
For some reason, it seemed that if I left it alone, I would just continue to dismantle it.
Elena took a step forward and called Seo-jun.
“excuse me···”
Then, Seo-joon smiled and said to Elena.
“ah! Miss Elena. You are welcome.”
“yes yes?”
After Seo-joon stopped dismantling, he approached Elena.
“I was going to ask what to do to sell those bodies.”
“Ah, that’s…”
“Couldn’t it be that we don’t own it?”
“no. It’s not that kind of problem…”
Elena didn’t know what to answer for this.
And is it because of Elena’s troubled expression?
It was only then that Seo-joon was able to spot the two men next to Elena.
Two men with blank expressions.
“Who are these people next to you…?”
At the same time, Seo-joon looked at the two men slowly.
One was a hunter with a considerable level of feeling, and the other was an ordinary person.
However, the charisma that can be felt beyond the eyes is somewhere unusual.
Even at first glance, he didn’t seem like an ordinary person.
just as expected.
Elena introduced them as the Prime Minister of Italy and the President of the Professional Hunter Association.
Startle.
Seo-joon shook his body involuntarily.
That would be the case, apart from the head of the Pro Hunter Association, what is the reason for the prime minister to visit him?
‘Ser, no way…?’
Seo-joon opened his mouth slowly with a feeling of wanting to.
“Uh… Do I have to file a separate customs declaration?”
The silence that descends at that moment.
Behind them, the team members shook their heads.
“… we don’t know.”
#
Afterwards, Seo-joon was able to get up quickly when Elena said that she would call a separate disbanding team and settle the bill later.
This was unexpected good news as I was already worried about when to dispose of all these dead bodies.
And Samuele and Marcello who watched the scene.
Samuele looked at Seo-jun and carefully asked Marcello.
“From your point of view, how good is that Kim Seo-joon?”
But somehow, Marcello did not open his mouth easily.
After such a long time, Marcello finally opened his mouth.
“I don’t know either…”
“I don’t know?”
“To be honest, I can’t judge my level.”
“······!!”
Samuele opened his eyes involuntarily.
Marcello was the president of Italy’s professional hunter association.
Not only is he an S-class hunter, but he is also a truly talented person that even Andrea acknowledged.
Such a Marcello can’t fathom?
“…is that the author?”
“It’s the first time I’ve had a case like this… so it’s hard to give a definite answer.”
“Huh…”
Samuele could hardly believe Marcello’s words.
After moving that way.
Samuele and Marcello were able to face Seo-jun.
“I would like to formally greet you. I am Samuele, the Prime Minister of Italy.”
“This is Marcello, the president of the Italian Pro Hunter Association.”
Seojun nodded slowly and greeted each other.
“Ah yes. My name is Kim Seo-joon, the master of Dream Team.”
At Seo-jun’s words, Samuele and Marcello looked startled.
When Seo-jun tilted his head at the sudden reaction, Samuele asked cautiously.
“Are you, by any chance, a member of the Jinrihoe?”
And from Samuele’s words that followed, Seo-joon was able to guess the reason.
That would be the case, because only the members of Jinrihoe could communicate without an interpreter.
Seojun shook his head and said.
“no. One of my teammates knows how to handle spirits, but he can communicate with spirit mediums and all. I’m not familiar with the detailed principles… You can just think of it as a kind of translator.”
It was something that would make Youngseong faint if he heard it, but Seojun didn’t care much.
Isn’t that honestly wrong?
“That, that kind of ability…”
But Samuele couldn’t hide his surprised expression.
Seojun shrugged once and said.
“But why did you suddenly ask to see me…?”
At Seo-jun’s words, Samuele hardened his expression.
Then, after a long pause, he slowly opened his mouth.
“Can you help us Italy?”
Seojun was silent for a moment.
It was because I couldn’t fully understand Samuel’s words.
Wouldn’t he have come here to help Italy in the first place?
But Samuele didn’t seem to think so purely.
“I know you have no shame. but···”
Samuele paused for a moment, then spoke with a determined expression.
“We promise to treat you the best. We will do our best to accommodate everything you want.”
And a word from Samuele that followed.
“If you ask for money, I will give you whatever you want.”
“······!!”
That became a fatal blow for Seo-joon.
Seo-joon’s expression began to be colored with shock and astonishment.
And Samuele saw Seo-jun’s expression.
‘As expected… I can’t do this with this.’
Samuele started to get nervous.
He is strong enough to solve the dungeon situation without a single casualty, and even Marcello is unfathomable.
It honestly made no sense to move such a strong person with money.
I don’t know, but it was clear that the money would rot and overflow.
That’s why I couldn’t think that I came to Italy only for money.
Perhaps he has other intentions.
But at present, all Italy can offer is material things.
To be precise, the only thing I could promise was money.
It was not the time to pursue this and that.
It’s pride, and shouldn’t we live for now?
“Please, Hunter.”
“Please.”
Samuele and Marchero bowed their heads toward Seo-jun.
And Seo-joon who faced such two.
‘Everything, everything, I’ll give you money as you ask…!’
Seo-joon couldn’t come to his senses!
Samuele is the Prime Minister of Italy.
In a word, the head of state.
In other words, it means that you can draw a national budget!
Finally… can you drink the elixir like water!
Is it possible to directly experience 100 reviews of transcendent shop equipment!
Do you no longer have to worry about tuition fees?
Seo-jun could not get out of the wings of dreams and fantasies.
And at the sight of Seo-joon not saying anything like that, Samuele’s insides burned black.
Samuele continued to open his mouth with a nervous expression.
“In addition, we will not measure any fees for every monster carcass you process.”
“In addition, we will cover all costs related to the dismemberment of the corpse.”
“We will literally treat you the best. Please!”
Samuele’s additional blows continued to hit.
Big!
Seo-joon felt dizzy because his mind was dizzy.
Seojun raised his hand and wiped his face once.
Then he slowly opened his mouth.
“I, I… no. We… will help… It is.”
“Are you sure!”
It was only then that Samuele’s expression began to brighten at Seo-jun’s words.
Then, Samuele hurriedly spoke out in case Seo-jun’s mind would change.
“Then could you be in charge of the state of Lazio in the Dream Team?”
Lazio is an administrative division of Italy, meaning the state with its capital, Rome.
In terms of Korea, it was Gyeonggi-do.
In a word, it was the same as the dream team’s request to protect the Gyeonggi-do area.
“no.”
Seojun firmly shook his head.
Then Samuele nodded with a dark expression.
“As expected, that would be an unreasonable request.”
No matter how great the dream team was, it was difficult to handle the entire state of Lazio.
However, Seojun’s answer was completely different from what Samuele expected.
“Seeing earlier, you were filming something with a helicopter… Can’t we use that? I’ll save you some time on the way.”
After Samuele repeated Seo-jun’s words once, he was able to grasp the meaning of the words.
“Now what do you mean…?”
Seojun replied with a grin.
“We will be in charge of all of Italy.”
#
After talking with Seojun, Samuele and Marcello immediately returned to the council.
“Do you really think it’s possible?”
Upon arriving at the council, Marcello’s question follows.
Samuele could hardly answer.
It was also because Samuele could not easily trust him.
‘Are you really thinking of taking charge of all of Italy?’
It was honestly impossible.
No matter how great the Dream Team is, there were definitely limits.
Still, it was an unavoidable choice because he had to hold on to the straw, but Samuele did not expect much.
“Prime Minister!”
However, the answer to that expectation came unexpectedly quickly.
“The dungeon incident that occurred in Anzio City… It is said that it has been completely concluded as of the current time!”
“What, what?”
Samuele opened his eyes and looked open.
“A member of the Dream Team said they solved it in no time!”
“U-is that for real!”
And that was the beginning.
“The dungeon incident in Campobasso City is said to be completely over as of now!”
“There have been calls from the cities of Basilicata and Tiranto!”
“San Marino, the city of Ravenna is said to be closed!”
As time passed, calls poured in from all over Italy.
It literally started pouring down.
The Dream Team was sweeping through Italy like a hurricane.
“Ha ha ha ha ha···”
Samuele slumped in his seat, forgetting about his position as prime minister.
It was something no one thought would be possible.
“Pescara, even in the city of Chieti…”
But the news pouring in now.
Samuele had goosebumps all over his body.
My trembling heart won’t calm down.
When was the last time you felt your heart tremble like this?
I’ve never had anything like this since I’ve been up to this point.
No, it only happened once.
A long time ago.
When Andrea, the cataclysmic hero, came and declared that he would rehabilitate the Mafia.
I shook my head, saying it was ridiculous, but when I saw the mafia gradually changing.
Samuele could feel exactly the same feeling as now.
Samuele could see something similar to Andrea’s vision in the Dream Team’s appearance.
‘I thought Italy was over because of your absence…’
Samuele barely managed to stand up.
I couldn’t help but be surprised.
I can’t blow the precious opportunity that I’m grateful for oriental hunters made.
“Marcello. From now on, leave the safety of the people to the Dream Team and recruit all pro hunters.”
“What do you mean…?”
Samuele said with her eyes shining.
“We have to bring out the mafia guys.”
#
The island of Sicily, called the home of the mafia.
There was a sense of tension here now.
None other than the Franciscans and Agneseses trying to break through Sicily.
And it was because the Antonio Pa and the Pro Hunters of the Congress, who were trying to stop it, were confronting each other.
If the mafia got out of Sicily and spread all over Italy, Italy was literally over.
It was no different than releasing a wolf into a flock of sheep.
Terrorism here and there, as well as threats to take civilians hostage.
It was obvious that it would outweigh the damage caused by the Distortion.
So the Congress was desperately blocking this place with Antonio.
That’s why the mafia hadn’t completely left Sicily yet.
But it was only a matter of time.
Distortion of dungeons occurring all over Italy.
To prevent that, professional hunters are inevitably needed.
In the end, the professional hunters had to be recruited, and then the power here had no choice but to weaken.
There was no need to sacrifice this side’s strength to the extent of starting a war.
Even if you apply pressure slowly, the power over there will weaken on its own.
For sure.
“I should have…”
Francesco muttered, tapping the table with his index finger.
And a few sheets of newspaper lying on such a table.
<Oriental hunters who saved Italy!>
<Dream Team. Who the hell are they!>
<Asian Dragon! Sweep all over Italy!>
It was dotted with articles about the Dream Team.
In addition to this, the mass media was all fussed about the existence of a dream team.
“Hmm…”
At first it was nonsense, Francesco snorted.
The media just dismissed it as a false article written to give hope to the people.
However, the current situation was not at all like that.
“Antonio’s power is being replenished…”
More professional hunters are being recruited in Sicily.
It is becoming more and more powerful to become a power that should be weakened.
As a result, the front line that had been pushing forward was rather being pushed back.
“Seojun Kim. It’s Kim Seo-joon…”
Kwap.
“under. I’m just going to give it a moderate amount of color. You’re being too harsh on the subject of Asians.”
Francesco jumped up from his seat.
“Albano.”
“Did you call?”
At Francesco’s muttering, someone opened the door and entered.
But Francesco didn’t even look at the door.
“I guess not. I want to meet that lioness.”
“All right.”
Albano lowered his head once and continued.
“Then what should we do with Catanza?”
At Albano’s words, Francesco thought for a moment.
Catanzaro, a city with a population of 90,000 near Sicily.
It was a city occupied while trying to use it as a blackmail card for the council members.
However, the attitude of the members of the Congress right now.
“What do you do?”
Francesco continued with a mad expression.
“Kill them all.”
