Chapter 531

Arcane Sniper [Matan’s Shooter] Chapter 531

“Do you have someone in mind? Even if it’s near Red Wood, if it’s a low level...”

“No, it’s not that it’s near Red Wood that makes it low level. The person I’m thinking of is actually higher level than Bobae-ssi.”

Kijung’s words widened the eyes of the Byeolcho members.

In the rankings, the only factor is level. So, if it’s someone higher level than Bobae?

It certainly means a higher ranking!

“Could it be...”

“Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? Ah, haha. Well, that’s just a thought for now! Anyway, let’s forget it and go hunting!”

Kijung got up, firmly equipping his shield.

The members of Byeolcho, momentarily stunned, quickly came to their senses. Given the level difference, not everyone could hunt in the same place.

Kijung thought it was important to raise the level of the high-ranking users first.

“First, group A, including Bobae and Hyein, come with me to the new continent. We’ll hunt and, if conditions allow, we’ll team up with other guilds to explore the remaining source of evil. Group B, under Tale’s command-“

“Sorry to interrupt while you’re speaking. I’ll be stepping out of group B hunting for a while.”

“Eh? Biyemi? Why?”

Though expected to have strength equal to group A, Biyemi, still belonging to group B in terms of level, decided not to participate in the hunt. Kijung was puzzled.

He felt the shimmer of Lizardia’s green scales.

“I’ll be operating solo for a while.”

“That’s okay. Well, this was more of an ’emergency meeting’ than I thought, but let’s end it here. Everyone, level up hard!”

As group A members left one by one and group B members also started heading to their designated hunting grounds, Biyemi was the only one left in Byeolcho’s safe house.

“Chiyou...”

The eyes of the lizard shone brightly.

Others, including Taeil, had somewhat forgotten the ordeal they faced at the hands of Chiyou and [Yamato].

In a battle that felt like a ‘guild war’, there was no need to get too elated or depressed over the wounds inflicted or received.

But Biyemi was different.

He was a venom mage and a fairly famous figure among the Lizardia race.

“But before that...”

He was also an assassin of the Miyau race.

Biyemi still felt that these were the occupations and races that best utilized his skills and traits.

“I didn’t want to contact anyone unless necessary.”

What should he do to maximize his traits?

Once the job and race are chosen in Middle Earth, they can’t be changed. But what about ‘dual-trait? Just like Chiyou had both assassin and oracle traits.

However, utilizing dual-job effects makes it hard to raise the experience of original job skills, so it’s not commonly attempted.

“I promised to take revenge by any means necessary, so I have to keep it.”

Biyemi cautiously used some items from his bag.

It was a bit of a bug play, not officially allowed or recognized in Middle Earth, but he already knew about it.

-Petyr.

A method to send whispers to users who have blocked them.

-Who... Biyemi- no, Nguyen? Nguyen, right? Wow! This is a huge surprise! Though, I guess someone like you would know this method too!

-Be quiet and let’s talk, huh?

Biyemi communicated with Petyr for quite some time.

“Hurry up, we’re going to be late!”

“Wa, wait!”

‘Younger than I thought. Well, Ram Hwayeon is the eldest daughter, so I didn’t expect him to be much older...’

Yet, he appeared almost in his 30s to Leeha.

However, Leeha also remembered the news he had once seen.

His age was much older than that.

“There’s no need to call me ‘Chairman’ in such a setting, Director.”

“Yes, Father.”

Ram Long looked at Ram Hwayeon with a satisfied smile. Leeha could sense the peculiar atmosphere.

‘Wow! What a presence. What kind of dad talks like that to his daughter, calling her ‘Director’?

Leeha inwardly pouted his lips.

Every family has its own customs, and for a conglomerate like this, there would be training for the successors. It’s not his place to interfere, but the relationship seemed excessively formal.

To him, the position in the company took precedence over the father-daughter relationship, something he had experienced through Ram Pang and Ram Hwayeon. Was Ram Hwajung the only exception?

But still...

“Pleased to meet you. My name is Leeha.”

“I know. I heard our Hwayeon owes you a debt. Since the youngest probably didn’t properly thank you, I thought I should as her inadequate father. Thank you.”

“I’ve received enough in return.”

Leeha replied with a light smile.

“Sit down.”

Ram Long also smiled at Leeha, but Leeha felt a chill upon seeing it. The smile stretched to his temples, but his eyes were not smiling.

As soon as Leeha and Ram Hwayeon sat down, the food started to arrive.

Leeha wondered where and how the waitstaff were observing them, as it seemed quite mysterious.

For Leeha, the appetizer was indescribable, but the taste was excellent.

‘Well, it’s food from a place like this... But the portion is really small.’

As Leeha struggled with the appetizer and even the knife, Ram Hwayeon’s expression froze, but Ram Long just kept laughing.

“Like using a knife, I see?”

“Huh? Oh, I guess so?”

Confused by the question, Leeha could only respond with another question. His absurd reply made Ram Hwayeon’s expression harden even more.

Ram Long slightly lifted his head, and a server appeared again to reset the wine.

“Pour it.”

“Ah, yes.”

Leeha carefully picked up the wine glass and toasted with Ram Long.

Leeha’s Korean manner of holding the wine glass with both hands changed Ram Hwayeon’s expression for the third time, but Ram Long just kept smiling.

“Um, wow. It’s delicious.”

“Wine from the year one is born always holds a special significance.”

“Huh?”

Leeha asked, but Ram Long did not elaborate further. Ram Hwayeon quickly sipped the wine and hinted to Leeha.

“It means it’s wine made in the year you were born.”

“Then-“

Wine aged over 30 years? Expensive, right? There seemed to be no need to ask. Leeha quietly nodded. Ram Long watched him and again lifted his head as a signal. The server came once more, changed the wine glasses, and refilled them.

“Pour it.”

“Okay.”

Leeha toasted in the Korean manner again.

The chime of the glasses echoed across the entire floor. However, the taste of the wine was not as good as before.