“Oh! Hello, we meet again.”
Lee Dong-joon’s face stiffened. The identity of the man who called him was Yoo Seodam. A Dimensional Returnee who didn’t belong to Moorim as well as the only one who knew Lee Dong-joon’s real identity as someone from Moorim.
‘I’ve made a mistake.’
At first, Lee Dong-Joon assumed that Yoo Seodam was someone from Moorim. So, he went to visit him in order to punish him from using ‘Martial arts’ on earth. But, when he saw him directly and listened to his explanation, he realized that Yoo Seodam wasn’t someone from Moorim. In the end he just ended up revealing his own identity.
‘Should I have killed him back then?’
But he couldn’t. As soon as he would stab his intangible sword to that man’s body, he would disappear like an illusion. He must have believed in his skills and came here.
His conviction that he would never die.That fact was what made Lee Dong-joon uncomfortable.
“Oh,The rumor seems to be true. Your daughter is simply excellent. Amongst all students in the Academy she is definitely a top tier student.”
“……”
“Look at that step! Wow, I can never do something like that. I bet all hunters in the world would kill just to learn those fancy footwork.”
“Why did you come here?”
When Lee Dong-joon reacted curtly, Yoo Seo-dam raised his hand to appease his anger.
“Didn’t fathers like it when someone complimented their daughters?”
“Don’t cross the line Yoo Seodam!!”
“Please calm down, Your majesty. I’m here to help you solve your problems.”
“…..!”
Yoo Seo-dam smiled and looked towards the arena. Shin Hye-ji was showing an ability to lighten her body as she stood on the tip of her opponent’s wooden sword.
[Supporting character Shin Hye-ji was using Irwidogang (SS)]
What Shin Hye-ji did wasn’t something that could be done easily even for a superhuman. As someone who originally doesn’t have any superpower, Shin Hye-ji failed to hold his excitement back. She was wildly running around the arena. She even forgot the words that Lee Dong-joon has said to her ‘Never show your martial arts’.
Of course, both ‘irwidogang’ and ‘Thirteen swords of Buddha dharma’ was a difficult skill to recognize even for the eyes of good warriors from Moorim. Both skills was a legendary achievements that difficult to see even in Moorim.
But there was someone here who clearly knew who he was. Also, he was aware of the existence of the ‘rules”.
“What do you want?”
Lee Dong-joon asked curtly.
“Thanks to Miss Shin Hye-Ji superior specs, I’m sure many guilds have sent her some love call, right?” Yoo Seo-dam said.
“…..”
“Reject everything. And leave your daughter to my guild.”
“How can I believe you? Your guild is just a newborn guild.”
“Yes, it is, but by the time your daughter graduates, My guild wouldn’t be the same as it is now. Unlike your people with their restriction, I’m going to share my skills generously.”
Hearing those words, Lee Dong-joon finally realized the reason why Yoo Seodam approached him.
“Mr. Lee Dong-joon. I really want to get along with you. I found out that you were one of the best in the world as well as in Moorim. So, why would I do anything that would harm you? I won’t ask you to believe me.”
And then, Yoo Seo-dam pointed at Shin Hye-ji with his fingers.
“That ‘superpower’ your daughter is using… Surely, it’ll be a headache if people from Moorim know the real identity of those powers, right?”
Lee Dong-joon did not answer.
“But what if she was my disciple?”
“……..!”
“I can teach anyone my ‘power’. Your daughter wouldn’t have to hide her powers like she is now. I’ll tell you again, Mr. Lee Dong-joon. Send your daughter to my guild. Although my guild is smaller than any other guild, isn’t it the best guild for your daughter to be active?”
His words were true, there wouldn’t be any problem if Shin Hye-ji became Yoo Seodam’s disciple. Because he had already showed the world a technique similar to martial arts.
‘Can I really believe him?’
Lee Dong-joon questioned in the back of his mind. As a man who had fought many times in the jungle called Moorim, Lee Dong-joon tried to be as rational as possible.
‘This man knows a lot about DR. Perhaps he also knew that revealing this fact to the world would put me in a difficult position. Nevertheless, he came to me first with his mouth shut and made this suggestion– did he want something from me?’
After a brief thought, Lee Dong-joon asked him.
“What do you want from me?”
Then Yoo Seo-dam said without blinking his eyes.
“In the future, there will be a lot of people who will come after me. I am not strong enough to protect myself. So i want your protection.”
And…
“I want to be taught by you.”
The teachings that all the people from Moorim wanted.
The teachings that were sought by all the Hunters all over the world.
He wanted those ‘Teachings’ that no one could learn.
“Do you know how heavy the teachings of a Dharma are?”
“Yes I know. So, I’m here to solve your difficult situation. Not only that, I’m in a position where I’m quite socially active. If there’s another difficulty, please feel free to tell me.”
Lee Dong-Joon once again fell in a deep thought.
Yoo Seodam, wasn’t he such an excellent ‘assistant’ for him? There’s a time when he couldn’t use his power fully when he taught her pitiful daughter about martial arts because he was afraid of being caught. In exchange for solving all of his problems Yoo seodam only wanted to be taught by him.
In the first place, Supreme Dharma’s teachings were so heavy and perfect at the same time thanks to ‘Protagonist correction’. Isn’t the current Hunter’s Association all creeping around him just to get this lesson?
Only
Eventually, Lee Dong-joon nodded.
“Okay, but if you ever tell my daughter about this deal or you tell me what to do…. I’ll cut your throat.”
“Of course. You shouldn’t worry about that.”
Eventually, Lee Dong-joon decided to leave his daughter Shin Hye-ji to him.
Turning back, Yoo Sodam smiled at his win. This deal got him the protection of Dharma by having her daughter Shin Hye-ji. And also, Dharma’s teaching was guaranteed.
But the most important thing of all was the fact that he grasped Lee Dong-joon’s weakness on his hands.
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