The Foreigner on the Periphery

It was said that the wizard had not received any quests after being discharged. Because of this, the police thought he was dedicated to recovering from his injuries. Until today. Kim Cheol-soo, who searched his home, had been delivering bad news. “The house I used to live in in Hannam-dong was empty.” 

He had also commissioned Lakefield, but the spirit could not find a person with the same appearance. There were no clues at all. “After tracking the cell phone signal, the last place I stayed was a pension near Seoul. The owner is a ghost company that exists only on paper.” 

Of course, the situation may be in recovery. However…

“I have never used a credit card since I was discharged, and my phone has been turned off since I got a signal from the pension.” 

Minjun had come up with a more attractive hypothesis than his distance from the world. “It may be moving from there to the base.” 

Minjun decided to hit it there. At first, he had been planning to move alone, but Kim Cheol-soo earnestly requested that they proceed with a joint military operation. “Teacher! Anyway, I can’t send you to such a place alone! Let us help!” 

The Minjun he saw was still a weak-minded teacher who couldn’t catch a single dog. Even the explanation that he had been working for the immigration office for decades did not change his stereotypes. In the end, Minjun accepted one premise. “Then I will lead, so just cover yourself alongside the police. If you can’t accept this, I’ll just move on my own. Kim knows that with just one phone call, I can do whatever I want.” 

After some initial hesitation, Kim Cheol-soo finally agreed. It was late at night when Minjun, the special forces unit of the Magic Investigation Team, and the police led by him, arrived near the pension. Police cars arrived one after another, far enough away that the noise could not be heard in the building. 

Minjun approached right in front of the pension while wearing stealth magic. Kim Cheol-soo waited nervously from the back. Taking their gazes on their backs, Minjun thought, ‘It’s a pretty elaborate barrier.’ 

To be honest, it had been the best barrier he had seen in recent times. Considering that the dragon had not touched it, it was a barrier that could be considered a masterpiece. To some extent, even Minjun couldn’t look into the situation inside. 

‘That wizard, he wasn’t that great.’ These barriers weren’t something that could be bought with money in a witch co-op. ‘That ego sword, is he even versed in magic?’ 

Was it a barrier built by a wizard under the control of the sword? The answer would eventually be known soon. Minjun raised his hand. The level was too high to release quietly. So, he would just have to break it down. The agent gathered magic into his hands. 

*** 

The assassin, Eric, was very impatient. He was a partner killer of Abrams Helper Services, which had dominated the global hit-and-run market for the past few years. He not only shared a commission with the management, but also owned a stake in the company and received a large company dividend apart from the commission money. Such a preference accompanied his duty. The assassin, who suddenly began to run rampant from his position as a shareholder and also a manager, was a big headache.

‘Blade killed a comrade.’ 

Eric knew that he sometimes controlled other people to kill targets instead of using his own hands. He wondered what this ability was, but he didn’t ask because of his unwritten rules. He didn’t even have a chance to casually share such a story with him in the first place. They had never met face-to-face, and they only exchanged opinions in encrypted documents. 

Also, as long as he handled his job well, it was natural not to touch the useless parts, but Blade was a killer who did his job very well. So, when Blade controlled and killed the troll who had been in contact with the headquarters, the assassin stationed in the Seoul branch, Eric was shocked. 

‘You’ve gone crazy. Or have you simply gone senile?’ No one knew how old Blade was. But he had only been rumored in the industry for several decades, so perhaps he was an old man. Did dementia eventually come? He couldn’t be a victim of a killer belonging to the company unless he was crazy. 

‘Dispose of the blade.’ 

Leaving the traitor alone would shake the organization and break the trust of its members. The partner-class killers exchanged opinions and unanimously agreed to dispose of the Blade. To assassinate a hit-and-run legend, his partner-class killer Eric and his assassins were dispatched. In addition to this, he had found traces of the blade in Korea. However, the pursuit soon fell into a labyrinth. 

‘I also failed to kidnap Choi Pan-seok’s daughter.’ 

He still couldn’t understand why he was interested in a mission involving such an ordinary woman in the first place. ‘The person who was sent to kidnap me has also lost contact. It would be nice if he succeeded in suicide, but what if he got caught?’

Therefore, he did not know any fatal information or where Eric was currently staying. ‘The blade will appear again soon.’ 

There was reason to guess that way. He had been waiting until then, missed the chance, and the bastard ···

Whoops! The whole secret hideout he hid had begun to shake. A roar began to resonate. 

Instead of screaming in embarrassment, the skilled killer grabbed his weapon. A blue aura was formed on the weapon master’s beloved sword. The killers who were staying here also went down to the first floor and stared at the entrance. His face was full of life and tension. 

‘How did that barrier break?!’

Guess the identity of the opponent. ‘Perhaps, Blade?! Did you counterattack knowing we were chasing you?’ 

A night breeze from the forest blew past the door that had fallen off. A man standing in the dark square looked inside. And then he let out a voice as if he found the situation entirely nonsensical. “What, where are the wizard bastards and why are there so many wacky ones?” 

*** 

Minjun, who broke the barrier, looked absurd. He looked forward to seeing it as a hiding place for a wizard possessed by the ego sword, but what was inside was…. Men exuding a mixture of life and surprise. Those who showed up openly and those who held their breath in various places in the pension to try to hide within the pasture. He engraved the locations of all of them in his mind. 

Fault! The opponent was the first to move. There was no signal. There wasn’t even a match. Attacks from assassins pour in, with Eric as the leader kicking his feet. 

‘It doesn’t seem like any of these bastards have been possessed by the Blade.’ Minjun thought, avoiding the violent storm that was aiming for his own life. ‘You have a similar feeling to the bastard I saw yesterday.’ 

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‘Assassin.’ Assassinations had been around for hundreds of years. They also killed criminals, as well as special opponents designated by the committee. He couldn’t deceive his senses. All of them were from the same industry. There was only one group that came to mind at this point. 

‘Abrams?’ 

From there, Minjun reported the situation to the police outside. At the same time, he thought. ‘Have these guys already defeated the wizard?’

Minjun soon erased all such thoughts from his mind. Because of this complicated situation, his life was already complicated enough. Thus, he decided to try and simplify things for once. ‘Once you hit it and beat it, the answer will come out!’

Kyaaaaaaa! Minjun put his old beliefs into action. Too many tongues were not necessarily a good thing. He had no intention of keeping all these assassins alive. 

A black flash of light caught on the face of the assassin who was rushing at him with blood-stained eyes. It was the forearm of the shadow monster. Puck! 

“Tsk!” Minjun clicked his tongue. ‘Uh-huh, why don’t you die in one shot?’ 

The most suitable ability for an assassin was magic or weapon mastery. Most of these seemed to belong to the latter. Such was a man who possessed a body that far exceeded the limits of a species. The monster that floated over Minjun’s shoulder retrieved his fist and pierced it again two more times. 

Puck! Puck! The second time the nose and cheekbones collapsed, and the third time it was completely crushed. After slicing off one man’s head, Minjun took the next step. 

Whik! The shadow began to cut into pieces like a whip. Enemies were thrown around, pouring blood and guts. There were contractors rushing over the corpses. Aurors danced in the air. The darkness seemed to blend in with it, but it ate it relentlessly. It was then that the police rushed in for cover. Kim Cheol-soo, who was at the forefront, exclaimed. “Everyone, yes, protect the teacher… Huh?!” 

He couldn’t finish his speech. He could barely swallow a pale scream. ‘Black magic?!’ 

He couldn’t believe his eyes. Minjun raged like a storm among the assassins. However, the method was completely different from what Kim Cheol-soo expected. A hideous shadow monster floated over the shoulder of the sage, slaughtering the enemy. They all exploded helplessly and died in the end. 

‘The teacher… does black magic?!’ The shadows on his back formed a tail and snatched one of the assassins. The killer struggled, but to no avail. He soon hit the floor. 

Kim Cheol-soo felt goosebumps all over his body. Was the monster in front of him really his teacher? 

However, the embarrassment was short-lived. The wizard commanded his men and chanted his spells. Flames fluttered like a snake’s tail from his hand. The spell cut the escape route for the assassins to escape. They were attacked in the middle of the night and could not understand the situation at all. 

‘Why are they here?! ‘Korean police? How did you know our location?!’ 

‘Who’s that stupid warlock!?’

The situation was hopeless. Eric finally made a decision. “Everyone, retreat! Retreat!” 

Minjun laughed. “Where are you going?” 

Minjun’s movements, running wild like a demon, became rougher. A brutal slaughter ensued. The assassins’ hideout quickly turned into a hellish road of blood, flesh, and severed limbs. 

Eric tried to subdue him. “Stop, you demon!” In his hand, a long sword wrapped around an auror gleamed. He drew out all his power as if in a frenzy

Minjun began to think whilst striking it with a shadow. ‘At least, this bastard is undoubtedly the best. That’s a head. I’m not going to kill you.’ 

He tried to cut off one of his limbs, but he was quite agile. Minjun began to change the part he wanted to attack. 

‘I must be stunned.’

If one was such an excellent weapon master, they should view the strength of their body as a golem rather than a living creature. In order to neutralize this guy without killing him… 

‘Ah, that’s right.’ At that moment, Minjun’s thoughts hit one place. It was such a light thought, ‘Let’s do a performance test before we sell it.’ 

Minjun, who had completely entrusted the attack to the shadow monster, half-integrated with his body, was actually making fun of his two hands. His right hand pointed into the air and pulled something out of nowhere. 

“········································?!” 

Seeing this, Eric quickly turned around. However, even at that moment, the offensive stance of the monster continued, and in the end, it was impossible to respond. 

It was that gap that Minjun was aiming for. At this moment, Minjun had four arms. He held the newly acquired weapon in his empty right hand. It was a blunt weapon shining with a brilliant silver color. A heavy mass of metal reflected in Erik’s astonished eyes. ‘Fry…?’ 

That was Eric’s last thought. Kwajik! 

Minjun swung all his might. He was going to knock him out by hitting Eric’s temple. However, he failed. 

“…!” Minjun predicted the trajectory of the frying pan, which bounced back after a moderate impact on his enemy’s skull. That hope was clearly betrayed. 

Minjun’s right hand finished a large slash as it is. It was a clean track. After that, nothing was left on Eric’s neck. 

Dump! Minjun tilted his head slightly. There was something like crushed grapes stuck to the wall of the living room of the pension. It was Eric’s head. 

He didn’t mean to do that…? It was true that the physical strength of the summoner became stronger while summoning a shadow monster and absorbing some of it. However, it was Minjun who had a track record of such adjustments. 

At this, he looked down at the Orihalcon frying pan. It was spreading strange waves with blood and bone fragments on its edges. It was an echo that Minjun never intended. ‘Dell, what the hell did you do here?’ 

Meanwhile, the assassins began to organize themselves. And from then on, Minjun was careful not to kill anyone. This was because it was impossible to know who would have a relatively large amount of information. And so, the four survivors fell to their knees, subdued. 

“Stand, sir?” Kim Cheol-soo approached with a dizzying expression on his face. His eyes were full of anguish. He appeared both disoriented and confused. 

Minjun held up his hand. “Wait, let’s start interrogating these guys.” 

“Yes? You mean, right here?” 

Minjun put the silver frying pan into the subspace without answering. He then sprinted into the air again. What he had in his hand this time was a black frying pan that contrasted with the one that was just seen. 

He took it and approached the assassin. A started Kim Cheol-soo tried to dissuade him. “Come on, sir. What if it ends up killing them too!”

“Don’t worry, Kim.” Contrary to the wizard’s concerns, Minjun did not repeat the same thing. Instead… 

Kwajik! He broke the assassin’s jawbone. Then he turned the black frying pan over and shoved the handle into his mouth. 

“….” Everyone, including Kim Cheol-soo, was at a loss for words. It was because they could not understand the meaning of that act, and they were afraid to ask the meaning of it. 

‘My God, Lord!’ The old wizard was troubled. How did the teacher become like that? How harsh had the past years been, so that the tender man has changed so much?

“Teacher···” Kim Cheol-soo’s voice trembled. “What the hell has happened?” 

Minjun thought that it would be troublesome to even think of a plausible lie. It would be better to just pretend. So, instead of explaining in detail, he looked into the air with the eyes of a man who seemed to have many stories and said, with a voice full of excellence. “…Don’t ask me anything, Kim.”