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Leveling Up Alone

Chapter 421: I Will Show You Who’s Boss (3)
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Most thugs and hooligans tended to be careful against Hunters, but not these thugs. Their boss was a Master-Rank Hunter, which was the highest possible social status a person could obtain in the country—at least according to their logic, and they were able to get away with most things just by mentioning their boss’ name.

This was the reason they were not afraid of Hunters even though they were just one of the henchmen at the bottom of the organization structure.

Unfortunately, their confidence caused them to make an irreversible mistake.

“Hey, you crazy bastard!”

The thug balled his free hand into a fist and punched Han-Yeol’s face with it.

“O-Oh no!”

“A-Are they crazy?!”

“What’s going to happen to them now…?”

A few of the monks passing by started to chant, “Amithaba… Bodhisattva…”

“Oh my god…”

“Lord have mercy…”

A few of the churchgoers prayed for them too.

Not only the religious folks but even the non-religious people earnestly prayed for the safety of the thugs who dared to punch the Transcendent Master-Rank Hunter, Lee Han-Yeol, in the face.

Of course, the thug’s punch failed to move Han-Yeol’s face even by 0.001 centimeters, and it was only then that the thugs finally realized they were up against a Hunter.

“What the hell? He’s a Hunter?”

“Hey, Mr. Hunter, you don’t seem to know who we are. We are the subordinates of the great—“

They were about to mention that their boss was a Master-Rank Hunter, but they were unable to do so, as Han-Yeol interrupted them.

Han-Yeol grabbed the thug and tossed him. The thug flew and crashed into a nearby wall while another one was flung hundreds of meters back by Psychokinesis.

The four remaining thugs hurriedly ran away the moment they noticed things were not going according to plan, but there was no way a bunch of ordinary people could run away from a Hunter.

All four of them were lifted off the ground by Psychokinesis. They flailed their arms and legs wildly while gasping for air, and they were unable to utter a single word due to sinvisible power choking them.

“T-Thank you—!”

The old woman thanked the Hunter who helped her, but she immediately froze the moment she saw his face.

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Han-Yeol’s eyes were void of any emotions to the point that he looked terrifying.

A deafening silence ensued between them, and it was only broken after the old woman mustered the courage to say something.

“A-Are you…?”

Han-Yeol, however, promptly interrupted her.

“Is this why?”

“…”

“Did you leaveand Father to live a life like this, Mom?”

Han-Yeol’s words shocked the onlookers.

“W-What did he say?!”

“H-How?!”

The crowd got rowdy, but they instantly died down as everyone paid close attention to what either one of them was about to say next. Han-Yeol and the old woman were talking inside the shop while the crowd was gathered outside it, but they were certain that he had called her his mother just now.

The only family member Han-Yeol was revealed to have was his father, and he was also his only living relative.

However, the fact that he just called someone his mom shocked everyone, and a few of the people in the crowd took out their phones and started video recording them.

“Y-Yes, sir!” the Gurkha captain replied with a salute. Then, he proceeded to immediately command his subordinates, “Push the crowd back. Don’t let anyone get near.”

The Gurkhas got into action to control the crowd.

“Everyone! Please move back! The show’s over, so please go back!”

“Han-Yeol-nim is busy! Please don’t disturb him!”

“This is a private matter! Don’t take photos or videos!”

The Gurkhas emitted their mana to quickly control the crowd and push them back.

It was quite rare for them to use their mana when there were civilians nearby, as they considered themselves to be soldiers before Hunters, but they had no other choice, as this was the fastest way they could control the crowd without causing a scene.

The reason that the Gurkha captain went so far as to make his subordinates use their mana to control the crowd as soon as possible was that Stewart had emitted a spine-chilling bloodlust just now that seemed to say he was going to have his head if the crowd was not controlled instantly.

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“…”

The old woman, who was Han-Yeol’s mother, could not raise her head.

What was she supposed to say? She could be considered a ruthless mother who had abandoned her son and husband just because they were poor. She brought only her daughter with her to find a better life, but her life ended up being a failure.

How was she supposed to face her son, who was now the most successful person in the country—no, in the world?

I’m sorry, please forgive me, you’ve grown into a fine young man or something? How could she be so shameless as to utter any of those words to him?

She finally said something after five more minutes of silence.

“I… I’m sorry…”

“…”

Unfortunately, the only thing she could do was apologize in a very plain manner. She racked her brain for five minutes, trying to cup with something to say, but this was the only thing she could think of.

“Your mom—no, I don’t have a right to call myself your mother… I am sorry for what I did…” she said as she shed a tear.

She already knew of Han-Yeol’s achievements.

Well, how was she not supposed to know?

He looked exactly the sas he did when he was a baby, he had the snthat she and her ex-husband had given him, and her ex-husband was introduced numerous times on the television as Han-Yeol’s father.

Those facts were more than enough proof that Lee Han-Yeol was indeed her son. However, she never once considered or even thought of going to him just because she was his mother.

With what shcould she do that when she had wronged him so much?

Her cries filled the restaurant.

“…”

Meanwhile, Han-Yeol continued looking down at her, his face devoid of any emotions.

Others might wonder how he could be so cold and emotionless right now, but this was his habit whenever he was thinking about numerous things.

He employed people to find his old friends and check up on them from tto time, but he did not bother doing the sfor his mother and sister. He wanted to wait for them to cto him looking for any benefit they could get from being related to him, and he had planned to curse them to his heart’s content before chasing them out.

However, he was utterly confused and conflicted now that his mother was sitting on the ground and sobbing at his feet.

He could not freely hate her for abandoning him if she was living in such conditions.

Neither said anything else after that as things felt really awkward between them.

Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, the awkward atmosphere between the mother and son was interrupted by the thug Han-Yeol had flung to the wall earlier. He suddenly pulled out a gun, aimed it at Han-Yeol, and pulled the trigger.

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Unfortunately for the thug, Han-Yeol was already aware of his presence and what he was about to do, and the only reason he did not bother reacting to the thug was that a bullet could not hurt him in any way.

However, a sudden twist of events caught Han-Yeol completely off-guard.

His mother suddenly jumped and tried to shield him from the gun.

“Han-Yeol!”

“What are you doing?!” Han-Yeol screamed out of frustration and caught the bullet just in tbefore it struck his mother’s heart.

She ended up crashing onto the floor after jumping so abruptly.

“H-Huh…?” The thug was perplexed after seeing a human being catch a bullet with his bare hands. He was not interested in Hunters at all, and he had never seen what a Hunter was capable of, so he was shocked to see something that he would only otherwise see in movies.

Well, not that many Hunters could catch a flying bullet with one hand—no, it was rare for a Hunter to have to resort to catching a bullet as they could simply evade it or just get hit by it. The mana protecting their bodies would automatically shield them from any flying projectiles.

Anyway, the bullet that the thug fired acted as a wake-up call that allowed Han-Yeol to return to his senses.

Han-Yeol placed the bullet he had caught with his hand on a table.

Stewart entered the restaurant and said, “Please do not react anymore. Cleaning up after you will be a headache to deal with… You have already caused enough trouble, Han-Yeol-nim.”

Then, he turned toward the thug and exuded his bloodlust.

Stewart launched an uppercut at the thug.

The thug passed out right after the demon’s fist connected with his chin, and fifteen of his teeth popped out like popcorn as he flew back and crashed into the floor. He was now going to be forced to live with a set of implants from now on, which was going to cost a pretty penny.

Han-Yeol had no plans to becthe president. He greatly valued his freedom, so he was not a fan of these kinds of rigid positions that severely restricted his freedom.

His position as the Dimension Lord of the Bastro Dimension definitely granted him more freedom than becoming the president of South Korea, but there were moments when he felt suffocated and restricted as Dimension Lord too.

“Hmm. Han-Yeol-nim…” Stewart called him after looking around.

“Yeah?”

“I think I would like to have lunch here today.”

“Huh? Here?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm…” Han-Yeol pondered for a moment before he shrugged and agreed, “Sure.”

Fortunately, this place seemed to serve yukgaejang as well, so it was perfect for Stewart. Besides, the place that specialized in yukgaejang was probably sold out by now, as it was way past lunchtime.

Stewart extended both of his hands and channeled his mana.

[Clean.]

The magic spell he used instantly materialized.