DEB 83

“We got contact from Verita?”

Upon waking up and hearing the news, Huiyun hurriedly got out of bed. 

He moved the still-sleeping Huigang to his bed and looked at Moot. 

Knowing that Huiyun was quite fond of the slime, Vita had gone to Ash’s guild’s training room early in the morning to bring it to him. 

Vita handed the slime to Huiyun and nodded.

“Yes. About ten minutes before you woke up, Verita contacted us. He said he was at the temple as expected and that he had something to tell us, which he wanted to deliver in person.”

“That’s a relief.”

“…Did he mention anything about me?”

As Huiyun spoke while caressing the cold and squishy slime, Siho, perched on his shoulder, let out an annoyed sound. 

He wanted attention too. 

In the meantime, the disciples exchanged glances. Vina spoke up as their representative.

“Well, there was no need to tell him anything.” 

“Hmm?”

“Whether he heard it as a revelation or saw it through precognition, he already knew. He knew you had reincarnated, that your power is unstable, and even that the Lord of Pride had resurrected.”

“That much? Well, that’s both convenient and unsettling.”

It was convenient not to have to repeat the explanation, but it was also unsettling that Verita, knowing all this, wanted to deliver a message in person. 

He wouldn’t travel all the way from the temple just for a simple, trivial matter.

Of course, as his disciple, Verita might come just to see him, but he had explicitly said he had a message to deliver.

Especially since it was right after receiving a revelation, Huiyun felt anxious. 

Siho, sensing his unease, wrapped around his neck, his soft fur soothing his face and easing his mind.

“…Where did Verita reincarnate?” 

“In the United States. He’s also an unregistered hunter.”

“What?”

Why is he an unregistered hunter?

Huiyun’s face paled at the thought of his disciple being a criminal. 

Ash, noticing the misunderstanding, burst out laughing.

“What are you thinking, Yasha? Verita’s case is different. He’s an unregistered hunter because he was born with divinity in his body before awakening as a hunter. Unlike us, who could only use the powers we received from you after awakening.”

“What exactly is different?”

“The only ability Verita gained from awakening as a hunter was future precognition, and even that came through revelations, so there’s no need to disclose his awakening. Since it’s not an obvious skill, revealing it would only cause unnecessary problems.”

Nameless’ explanation helped Huiyun understand. 

Vita and Zenith were considered half-fairies and had to use the hunter profession to hide that fact. 

Vina, Moot, and Ash had to use their powers openly after awakening. 

But Verita didn’t have such issues.

So, does that mean his awakening rank is also low? 

“…What’s his awakening rank?”

“Given that it’s future precognition, it’s S-rank. But even before awakening, Verita was treated as an S-rank hunter in the U.S., so revealing his awakening would only increase government scrutiny without any benefits.”

Given this, it was a relief that Verita became an unregistered hunter for such reasons. 

Sighing in relief, Huiyun looked at the clock. It was 9 a.m., about time for breakfast.

“Hmm… Then should we wait until Verita arrives before eating? When will he arrive in Korea?”

“Hmm… maybe in about ten minutes?”

“Pfft!”

Huiyun, who had just taken a sip from a water bottle, ended up spilling some. 

Ash quickly handed him a towel. 

Wiping his wet mouth, Huiyun repeated what he had just heard in disbelief.

“T-Ten minutes?”

From the U.S. to Korea?

Is he teleporting or something?

“Yes. When Verita needs to travel, the U.S. government provides a teleportation-specialized hunter.”

So it’s true.

Huiyun recalled the hunter-related information he had hastily learned.

“…I heard there are only four teleportation hunters in the world.”

“One of them is in the U.S. There’s also one in Korea, though I’ve never seen them, only these guys have.”

Vita pointed to Ash, Vina, and Moot. 

Ash, catching the gaze, smiled.

“They’re also a mercenary for the Bureau.” 

“Ah.”

So I might see the Korean teleportation hunter someday.

Teleportation hunters were so rare, and most were below A-rank, so governments deliberately hid their identities and protected them from kidnapping and assassination attempts. 

Since there was no known teleporter, meeting one could help in dealing with his disciples when they were abroad.

Huiyun stroked his chin.

He might try to recruit the teleporter.

Anyway, with Verita arriving in ten minutes, there wasn’t enough time for breakfast.

“Then we should eat after meeting Verita. It’s been a long time, a very long time since we all ate together.”

That’s not bad.

Eating with seven people is more enjoyable than with six. 

A natural smile curved his lips.

It had been more than ten thousand years since they all gathered for a meal. 

After the war broke out, they couldn’t find peaceful moments together. 

And it would be the same in this life.

Having experienced war, Huiyun was certain. 

If a second war broke out, there would be no time for peace. 

So, he had to savor the current peace as much as possible. 

It was the only time he could freely relax with his disciples.

It really has been a long time.

Seeing Huiyun’s nostalgic expression, the disciples also recalled old memories, maintaining a comfortable silence. 

Just then, there was a soft, polite knock at the door.

“…It’s Verita.”

Zenith, who had sensed someone outside, whispered. 

Turning his head quickly, Huiyun felt a glimmer of hope at the polite knock.

Maybe this disciple of his is similar to Zenith.

“…Come in.”

Nodding at the exchanged glances with the other disciples, the sliding door of the hospital room opened, letting in sunlight.

Light?

The light streaming in was so bright that Huiyun and the disciples squinted.

“Damn it. This is over the top.”

Used to such situations, Vita cursed. 

Huiyun, startled, prepared to temper his hope.

As the dazzling light faded, the room became visible again. 

Kneeling at Huiyun’s feet was a man with long white hair he had never seen before.

“Oh….”

Huiyun involuntarily let out a short exclamation. 

Beautiful.

The long white hair, reaching to his feet due to his bowed head, the snow-white eyelashes, skin as pale as if it had never seen sunlight, and light-colored lips, along with his slightly playful, narrow eyes meeting his gaze.

His beauty, regardless of gender, was impressive enough to be spoken aloud. 

Truly divine in appearance, Huiyun realized that the man before him faintly resembled Yasha from his memories.

Except for Yasha’s silver hair that looked like it held moonlight, the aura and divine power were similar. 

Now he understood why Verita was considered Yasha’s most devoted and similar disciple.

Perhaps the one most similar to him in spirit.

And then, the divine-looking disciple bowed to Huiyun. 

It was a moment of natural breath-holding grace…

“Yasha! Your faithful servant has returned!”

The fervent, fanatical voice, at odds with his elegant face, echoed through the quiet room.

Huiyun’s warm gaze at the disciple quickly cooled, erasing all previous assessments.

Like hell he’s similar.

As if.

Hiding his disdain but unable to conceal his disappointment, Huiyun’s expression showed his feelings, making Verita smile brightly.

“I have waited a long time to see that expression! I often saw it in my dreams, but seeing it in reality doubles my joy and emotion!”

“…”

“Hahaha!”

Verita laughed heartily, showing his teeth, and kissed Huiyun’s barefoot.

“O Great Yasha! Your sixth disciple, Verita, will once again devote his body and soul to you in accordance with our sacred bond.”

If the current scene were viewed without sound, it would appear very reverent and divine. 

Quietly slipping his foot away from Verita’s worshipful kiss, Huiyun made his judgment.

Disregarding all personal feelings, the sixth disciple, Verita, was purely insane.