Chapter 150

Chapter 150

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While Hajoon was taking a break in the Association's reception room after being guided there, Association President Andre, Joa, and Liam entered the room.

Hajoon opened his mouth upon seeing the three.

"Can I go back now?"

He asked, sensing that the situation seemed to be wrapping up.

Joa expressed her gratitude and addressed Hajoon.

"Thank you for your help despite your busy schedule."

"Well, we had to save his life anyway, considering the contract with the Hero Association," he said, pointing at Liam.

Liam responded with an awkward smile to this.

"We will compensate you adequately as per the contract terms. Is there anything else you need?"

Hajoon pondered for a moment at this question.

Wouldn't it be better to take a break here before going back?

Thanks to Hajoon's efforts over the past few weeks, the villain terror situation in Korea had started to calm down. If anything happened, he could just use a gate and go straight to Korea.

The more precise reason was that he wanted to skip out on the Academy for a bit.

After some thought, Hajoon responded to Andre's offer.

"Can I hang around here for a while?"

"There's no reason you can't. You are welcome to rest as much as you need."

"Then I will do that."

"I'll reserve a five-star hotel for you. I hope you have a comfortable stay."

Hajoon planned to fully enjoy his time in the U.S., a place he hadn't visited in a long time.

After Joa and Andre left for their separate tasks, a spear flew close to Hajoon, who was sitting on the sofa it was Mirtain, standing right before Hajoon and addressing Liam.

"Liam, step outside for a moment."

"Huh?"

"I have something to discuss with the King."

Perplexed by Mirtain's words, Liam eventually left the reception room. Now, only the two of them were left.

Mirtain spoke to Hajoon in a polite tone.

"I am honored to meet the new master of Maharazu."

"And you are?"

Mirtain, the mythical-grade Divine Spear.

Hajoon, of course, knew the identity of this spear.

However, his question was not about that.

He wanted to know how Mirtain was aware of this power and why it referred to him as the king.

Mirtain answered his question.

"I am Mirtain, the Divine Spear, a weapon created by the former King Horton."

"Horton created you?"

"Yes. He created most of the artifacts scattered around the world."

This was news to Hajoon.

He knew the Dwarven King would have some power to create, but he never imagined that he was the one who made mythical-grade artifacts.

But more than that fact, Hajoon was curious about the spear's purpose for seeking him out.

Hajoon asked,

"So, why have you come?"

"I seek permission from the King."

"Permission?"

Hajoon asked, puzzled.

Mirtain spoke politely to Hajoon.

"As a servant, it is my duty to protect the King's side, but may I have your permission to stay a bit closer to him?"

Hajoon, resting his chin on the back of the sofa, looked at Mirtain with a listless gaze.

After observing Mirtain for a moment, Hajoon spoke indifferently.

"Do as you wish."

"Thank you for your grace, my King."

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With that, Adrian left the pool, and Hajoon, watching his back for a moment, lay back down on the beach chair, closed his eyes, and got lost in thought.

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Raei Translations

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At the ISU meeting hall.

There, famous superhumans from around the world, affiliated with the ISU, were gathered, discussing a certain agenda.

It was, of course, about controlling the irregular magic.

"His magic is indeed dangerous, but shouldn't there be some freedom guaranteed to heroes?"

"It's beyond just being dangerous. The nature of his magic is close to material destruction, and we must also consider the potential for collateral damage."

"Moreover, he is still young. His awakening as a superhuman probably didn't even happen a few years ago. We must also consider the situations that could arise if he fails to control his magic."

Various opinions were exchanged among the executives in the meeting room.

From simply banning him to suggesting his magic be used for humanity's benefit as research material for magical devices.

Anyway, discussions that were irrelevant to Hajoon's opinion were taking place.

Then, it happened.

Ssshhhh...

"?!"

A sudden silence fell over the meeting room, where many voices had been interchanging.

All of them were startled by the magic they felt and fell silent.

Soon, their gazes turned to the main door of the meeting hall.

The owner of this magic was gradually approaching the hall.

Creak-

As the executives were momentarily fixated on the door, the huge door swung open, and a man with a confident stride entered the meeting room.

The agents guarding the door could only watch, unable to stop the man from entering the meeting room, their faces a mix of anxiety and indecision.

The man was a large, muscular old man, one of the great heroes who had quelled a major past chaos.

Adrian Heights, a legendary hero of America, entered the meeting room, exuding anger and emitting a powerful aura.

"Adrian Heights, what brings you here...?"

It was clear to everyone present that he was angry, so no one dared to ask him why he had come.

In this tense atmosphere, Grand Mage Halz Matildon stood up and spoke to Adrian. However, Adrian ignored her words, just looking around fiercely and muttered to himself.

"Without Choi Jungwon, you're proceeding with such a meaningless agenda."

As Adrian surveyed the room, some of the executives began to lower their heads, as if trying to avoid his gaze, struggling to withstand the sheer force of the magic he was emitting.

In this situation, Halz Matildon spoke to Adrian in a polite but firm voice.

"Adrian Heights, could you please retract your magic? This is a ISU meeting room where important decisions are made. Let's discuss this through dialogue- Ah!"

At that moment, Adrian's gaze turned sharply towards Halz Matildon.

Simultaneously, the magic emanating from Adrian began to oppress her entire body.

She quickly released her own magic in an attempt to resist, but Adrian's overwhelming power pushed back her defense and further increased the pressure.

Her face turned pale as the pressure mounted.

Eventually, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the chair with a thud.

Adrian withdrew his magic and spoke to her in a subdued voice.

"Halz Matildon. Since when were you in a position to make requests and look me in the eye?"

At his words, her head, like the others, slowly bowed down.

In the silent tension created by his presence,

Adrian walked around, looking at the documents in front of each executive. He picked up a document, held it in his hand, and in front of everyone, tore it apart with both hands.

"Listen here. Since when did you start advocating for the control of heroes and managing them? Was that ever the original ideology of the ISU?"

"But his power is-"

"You think I don't know what you're thinking? Control, yes, but when needed, you would allow and exploit the use of his power, wouldn't you?"

His face twisted angrily as he glared at the executives.

At Adrian's words, the executive who had started to speak quietly bowed his head again.

In the quiet meeting room,

Adrian warned them in a subdued voice.

"Listen well. He is a child beloved by us, the great heroes."

With that, Adrian released his magic again, intimidating the executives.

His final words resonated through the room.

"If you bother that kid again, know that I won't hesitate to obliterate this building, ISU or not."

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