Chapter 494


Chapter 487 – The Day of Hidden Victory is Always Valid.

Honestly, isn’t the plausibility just too low?

No matter how much you call this a modern fantasy hunter novel, it’s a stretch.

But I never expected a ninja to suddenly pop up out of nowhere.

And not just any ninja.

  

Clang!

It was a cyber ninja.

It had a human shape, but instead of a face, it had a big lens in the place of a head.

Its arms and legs were completely mechanical.

At least it looked like a ninja outfit, so I could call it a ninja.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, the cyber ninja pointed right at me.

This situation had zero compatibility with the word “plausibility.”

But putting all that aside, there was something I needed to do first.

“Do-mo. Chousenjin=Slayer desu.”

“Do-mo. Academy=Slayer desu.”

We exchanged introductions.

This was a ninja’s courtesy and discipline, and while it could be skipped, it would be considered a huge disrespect.

If we messed up, we could end up being treated like trash and get Murahachi’d.

[This is something written in ancient texts as well.]

‘Messing up could turn into a Kejime case.’

By the way, Murahachi means severe social lynching, so consider yourself warned.

Anyway, as soon as our introductions ended, the ninja spoke through a speaker.

I didn’t even ask what its identity was, and yet it just started blabbering about itself.

“Oresama is a secret AI ninja created at the Greater Japan Empire Hunter Academy!”

And just like that, it confidently explained its reason for appearing.

Honestly, I was so flabbergasted that I didn’t even feel like pointing it out.

“I have come to Delete you, a Joseon person, from the World!”

[It wasn’t made for commissions, huh.]

‘In fact, Novel AI was originally made to write novels…’

[Aha.]

So, summarizing the situation so far, it was like this:

The AI distributed by the Japan Hunter Academy was actually targeting Koreans.

No wonder I thought there was something fishy when they distributed such AI for free.

But I never imagined it was for the purpose of extermination.

‘But why the hell did this bastard appear?’

[It probably got your info while you were reporting, and then it was sent by the Japan Hunter Academy.]

‘Ah, damn. No wonder things were going well.’

And as Piece said, it most likely came with the intention of hunting me down.

Meanwhile, the AI ninja seemed to think there was something more important than dealing with me.

Before I could react, it suddenly threw a group of foreigners far away.

“Hurry and run! The people of the Greater Japan Empire always Respect the honor of Americans!”

Of course, that action was a completely mechanical one with zero consideration for adjusting its strength.

As a result, with every landing of theirs, ominous sounds and screams filled the air.

It was basically like a desperate escape from this world.

[Not running, but launching, huh…]

‘It’s not respect, it’s just reject…’

But still, those foreigners somewhat lived up to their name as hunters.

Not a single one of them lost consciousness, each barely managing to get up.

Limping with discomfort, they desperately began to create distance from us.

It seemed that escaping with a disability was much better than being with us in a healthy state.

As a result, we had no chance to intervene, and the treatment of the foreigners was determined rather ruthlessly.

Satisfied with this, the AI ninja struck a pose again and pointed at me with its voice booming.

“You! Demon of Joseon! Become the first step for Oresama to obliterate all Joseon people!”

[So you really put on the translation device, huh?]

‘Even with it, it’s still this nonsense.’

Honestly, there were too many things I wanted to argue about.

Why was it now that I wanted to settle things?

No matter how you look at it, we entered legally, isn’t the treatment too much?

And does it not bother them that I’m a foreigner?

Can’t we do something about that fcktard’s tone that even a translator can’t fix?

But more than anything, there was one thing I wanted to ask that bastard first.

“Hey, you pathetic bastard! Why aren’t you exterminating Hyeji!!!”

“……”

It instantly fell silent like a piece of junk.

In Elcia’s case, I could overlook it since she’s an elf.

And with Caressy being a beastkin and saintess, I could somewhat understand.

But Hyeji is a damn native Korean, isn’t she?

She didn’t even wear a hood like me; her face was fully exposed.

And she was right next to me, so it would be ridiculous not to recognize her.

That would make targeting Hyeji far more reasonable than me.

“You said you’re going to exterminate all Joseon people, you dog!!!!”

“……”

That would allow the excellence of the AI ninja made by the Japan Hunter Academy to be widely known.

And if it couldn’t conquer Hyeji, the extermination of Koreans would just be a daydream.

“Then go ahead and exterminate Hyeji over there, you motherfcker!!!!!*”

Upon hearing my words, the AI ninja maintained its silence as if it had broken down.

Before long, it cautiously started emitting voice from the speaker.

Meanwhile, it somehow managed to avoid glancing at Hyeji.

“Uh, that person is… a… honorable citizen of the Greater Japan Empire…”

“Damn.”

It even dropped that shtty tone completely.

[You must’ve found it easy to pick on me.]

‘No wonder they say it’s from the “Hunter” Academy…’

Of course, I had no intentions of accepting this fight.

Even though my thinking was narrow-minded, Japanese people are generally sneaky.

In situations where victory seemed assured, they’d try everything to fight back.

But when it looked like they’d lose, they’d always dodge the fight.

‘These bastards always try to solve it with a clever quirk.’

[So instead of one blow to finish it, we ended in two.]

‘Makes sense.’

Even if they lose, they’re the kind to pull off mental victories almost shamelessly.

“Come on! I’ll ‘specially’ give you the first move!”

“Shut up. Beat Hyeji first and come back.”

“No! Oresama came to fight harmful species!”

But if they challenged me like this, then they definitely had something in mind.

A perfect way to win against me, at minimum, they must’ve secured some degree of advantageous conditions.

They’d have had excuses ready to pull off a mental victory in any outcome.

Honestly, this was too clear-cut, and I was about to leave.

“Hyeji, take care of them, let’s go. The festival is already ruined anyway.”

“If you touch Shinwoo, you’re dead.”

“Oh Buddha! What kind of venom is this!”

But the sneakiness from the Japan Hunter Academy exceeded my expectations a bit.

《From now on, a friendly match between Korea and Japan will commence!》

《The AI ninja from the Japan Hunter Academy! And its opponent is the crazy harmful species, Kim Shinwoo!》

《Will the warm heart made of cold machinery seize the victory?》

《Or will the evil charisma crumble this gentle world!》

《Behold! This is the greatest battle to be recorded in legend! You shall be the witnesses of history!》

《This great epic shall be written on the academy’s arena today!》

These bastards confirmed the battle between me and the AI ninja through the broadcast.

“Damn.”

[Damn.]

As expected, it was so typical of the land of Hidden Victory.

Just a moment ago, the broadcast was solely for the people’s evacuation, but now they turned it into a way to gather people.

Besides, the urgent voice demanding to run for the escape broadcast earlier was gone.

[Earlier, there was none of that typical Japanese nonsense.]

‘Something tells me they expected me to show up.’

This time, there were those special and annoying lines.

From that, it felt like they prepared for my arrival.

It was possible they got a contact from the Japan Hunter Association when I entered Japan.

They probably thought I wouldn’t really come, so they first broadcast the evacuation, right?

Then, when an opportunity to win presented itself, they sent out the AI ninja.

And they announced it in a way that avoided the chance to skip the fight.

The Japan Hunter Academy really had to be shut down.

“HaHa! With this, avoiding Oresama’s challenge is Impossible!”

  

“Shut up.”

Anyway, thanks to this, my mood started to turn really sour.

“Poison that’s in the bottle! Isn’t it quite humorous, even for an AI?”

“Shut the f*ck up.”

Hearing what this AI ninja was rambling about, and even the announcement at the end only made it worse.

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