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nChapter 105: Episode 105

n“Huff! Huff! Huff!”

nHe was only on the 5th floor, but he was already out of breath.

nWhile he ran with all his might.

n“Ugh, I’m dizzy.”

nBowl in Ho Sung Lee’s hands expressed his dizziness.

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nHo Sung Lee took a break and caught his breath.

n“Huff! Huff! You can run, too, right?”

nHe put down Bowl as he asked the question.

nBowl wobbled side to side and then glared at Ho Sung Lee.

n“Just do as master said and run! I’m having a hard time, too because of you, you dumb son of a bitch!”

n“What? Son of a bitch? You little!”

nHo Sung Lee was about to kick Bowl when he suddenly knitted his brows.

n“Hey, we don’t have time for this right now. We have to bring back lunch in an hour.”

nHo Sung Lee left Bowl behind and started running.

nA moment later, Bowl got ahead of Ho Sung Lee.

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n“Huff, huff! What the heck? Hey, Bowl, How are you so fast?”

nHo Sung Lee looked at Bowl in front of him and dropped his jaw in shock.

nWhether it was Bowl’s new skill or something else, he was sliding ahead as if he was on ice.

n“Ugh, I’m so jealous. I’m out of breath!”

nAs Ho Sung Lee looked at Bowl with jealous eyes-

nSlip!

n“Ugh!?”

nHe slipped and flew into the air.

nThud!

nHe landed on his waist in a painful way.

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n“Ugh, what the heck? Why is it so slippery?”

nHo Sung Lee got up with a frown.

nAnd then he realized that the wet surface was blood.

n“Oh, it’s blood. Blood…?”

nHe brushed the blood off his body while tilting his head.

n“But why is there so much blood here?”

nIt had been a while since they passed the 4th floor.

nSo why was the blood still wet?

nWas that a characteristic of a devil’s blood?

n“Meh, whatever.”

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nThere was no time for this.

n‘Damn it! I don’t have time.’

nNot having Bowl by his side felt weird.

nHe felt like something was going to pop out.

nSo in order to catch up to Bowl, Ho Sung Lee ran as fast as he could.

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n“Snicker!”

nBowl stood at the entrance of the 1st floor and put his hands on his hips like a winner as he laughed.

n“Huff…! Huff! Huff! Huff!”

nHo Sung Lee glared at Bowl while grimacing.

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n“What’s so great about using skill to go faster?”

n“Snicker! You’re so slow! Snicker!”

nBowl grabbed his belly and laughed his head off.

n“Is this funny to you? Huh? Well, you’ve never been in the water before, have you?”

nIt was Ho Sung Lee’s turn to laugh this time.

nBowl stopped laughing and dropped his jaw while looking at Ho Sung Lee.

n“Do you know how to swim, you skeleton? You’ll probably just drown. You probably don’t have the skill to fly around.”

n“I’ll just stick with you.”

n“Who said I’ll let you? As if.”

n“You’re so mean!”

n“Skeletons don’t need to breathe anyway. Do your best in there and die, snicker!”

nHo Sung Lee smiled and dove in first.

nBowl flinched and followed Ho Sung Lee in.

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nSplash! Splash!

nIn order to bring Min Sung Kang his lunch in time, he swam as fast as he could through the waves.

nOf course, he didn’t go as fast as he wanted, but just the thought of Bowl struggling gave him more strength.

n‘But… What if he really sinks and dies?’

nBut Ho Sung Lee was worrying for nothing.

n“Snicker!”

nThe familiar laugh made Ho Sung Lee flinch in surprise.

nSplash!

nHe saw Bowl riding a boat and cruising by.

n“Snicker!”

nBowl laughed as he spun around Ho Sung Lee as he swam.

nThe water splashed onto Ho Sung Lee’s face

n“Damn it!”

nHo Sung Lee clenched his teeth as he saw Bowl cruising along the waters.

n“Bye, son of a bitch.”

nBowl grew distant.

nHo Sung Lee stopped swimming for a moment and stared at Bowl blankly.

n***

n“That Bowl bastard should’ve brought the boat.”

nHo Sung Lee grumbled as he squeezed out water from his clothes.

nWhile he squeezed water out of his hair, Bowl just stood by snickering.

nHo Sung Lee suppressed his urge to kick Bowl and began walking to the car.

nAt that moment.

n“Wait.”

nSomeone stopped Ho Sung Lee’s footsteps.

nHo Sung Lee saw a man standing there while wiping the water off his face.

nHe looked like an American hunter of high rank.

n“Did you just came from the tower?”

nThe man asked.

nHo Sung Lee activated his language watch.

nCompared to Min Sung Kang’s language watch, his was not up to par, but there was no problem interpreting languages properly.

n“Yes?”

nHo Sung Lee responded in English.

n“The investigation team followed you in. Have you seen them?”

nHo Sung Lee nodded.

n“I did. They went down first.”

nThe man looked confused.

n“They went down first…? The team hasn’t returned yet.”

nHo Sung Lee knitted his brows.

n“Are you suspecting us?”

n“No.”

nBut in contrast to his words, the man scanned Ho Sung Lee’s body.

n“Then what about the other man that entered the tower? Is he still there? Why did he stay there?”

nHo Sung Lee wasn’t pleased about the interrogation.

n“Because I have to bring him his lunch.”

nHo Sung Lee replied with a displeased look on his face.

nIn response, the man showed a blank look on his face.

n“… His lunch?”

n“Yeah, I have to hurry, so don’t waste my time. I’m in a rush.”

nHo Sung Lee rushed to the car.

nThe man watched Ho Sung Lee and Bowl grow distant and then went back to the tent at the assembly.

n***

nThe commanders were speechless after hearing their subordinate’s report.

nHo Sung Lee came out of the tower.

nBut he said the investigation team went down first, but they had yet to return.

nThey couldn’t understand that.

nOn top of that, it was absurd that Ho Sung Lee was delivering lunch to the scary tower.

n“What the heck…?”

nThe American hunter master, Ethan knitted his brows and clenched his fists.

nHe didn’t understand how a Korean hunter was clearing such a difficult tower, and he was confused that the investigation team disappeared, and that man was delivering lunch to the tower.

nEthan glared at the subordinate.

n“Once that Ho Sung Lee comes back, ask him about the details of the tower.”

nThe subordinate saluted and left the tent.

nThe commanders began to speak.

n“Ethan, shouldn’t we just go into the tower ourselves?”

n“The only one who can conquer the tower is that Korean hunter, Min Sung Kang. It’s hard to believe, but it’s best that we just obtain more information about that tower.”

n“There’s no use just staying out here. If we just sit back and watch, we could lose all of our hunters. We should support them…”

nIn response, Ethan appeared frustrated.

n“If that happens, the jurisdiction will be handed over to Korea.”

nIn response to Ethan’s remark, everyone grew silent.

nHowever, that silence didn’t last long.

n“It’s foolish to handle such a dangerous tower for our benefit.”

n“I agree. Doesn’t China hold the power right now?”

n“We must support him in the tower.”

n“There’s no answer without that Min Sung Kang anyway.”

nIn response to the commanders’ opinions, Ethan stopped them with his hand.

n“Let’s think about this.”

nEthan sighed at the commanders’ opinion that they should let Korea lead.

nIf they ended up supporting Min Sung Kang in that tower, they were bound to lose their power to the country of Korea.

nAnd the country that would pay the highest price would be America.

nAlthough in their current state, they had no other choice, but they wanted to buy time.

nThey need more time to turn things around so that America could hold power over Korea again.

nThey needed time.

nEthan bit down on his lip.

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nHe arrived at a shop near the Warp Gate.

nHo Sung Lee was the only customer there, but since the country was supporting it, there were quite a few shops around the Warp Gate, and among them was a place selling lunch boxes.

n“Here you go. Enjoy.”

nA part-timer handed him a bag containing a lunch box.

nHo Sung Lee accepted the bag and got back to his car.

nHe turned on music to alleviate his stress and looked over at Bowl who was dancing and grabbed his aching head.

nHo Sung Lee turned off the music and stared at Bowl.

nAlthough the music stopped, Bowl was still dancing.

n“Are you that excited? Are you here on a field trip?”

nBowl plopped down on his butt in response.

n“Let’s go, son of a bitch.”

n“Seriously… Sigh, I’m aging so fast these days. I’m only letting this go because we don’t have time.”

n“If we face-off, you’ll die.”

nBowl turned his head and stared at Ho Sung Lee with flaming eyes.

nIn response, Ho Sung Lee broke out in cold sweat and handed the bagged lunch to Bowl.

n“Just hold onto this. We can’t be late.”

nSince Bowl also agreed on the importance of the lunch delivery, he held onto the bag tightly.

nHe then looked at Ho Sung Lee.

n“But can’t you just put this in the item window?”

n“Oh.”

n“You dumb son of a bitch. Where’s your mind been?”

n“Shut up.”

nHo Sung Lee put the lunch in his item window and checked the time.

nToo much time had passed.

nHo Sung Lee stepped on the accelerator in fear that he would be late.

nThe car took off and Bowl enjoyed the shaking of the car.

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