The Hunter of the Other World Who Is Being Misunderstood Chapter 281 – Even So, People Are Love

[Blue-Yellow]

Since the two challengers chose different colors, the strike occurred. Reborn into an F-rank body, even a ager penalty like this is hard to withstand. In that case, before the damage accumulates further, should I also stop considering the other side's choice and just stick with yellow from now on?

‘Huh?’

But even such considerations were aningless. The scene of the next room that opened was deeply engraved in the mories of my soul.

‘There are no pillars.’

A corridor where faint sounds of the wind could be heard.

‘From what I could roughly see there, the entire space even had teleportation magic...’

A corridor where faint sounds of the wind could be heard.

'From what I could roughly see there, the entire space even had teleportation magic...'

This was the last room of the gate.

'First, should I heal up?'

Since the trap was ant simply for asurent rather than causing pain, the dungeon's length was naturally short. Thinking this, I barely healed my broken body just enough to walk weakly. There was no need to waste mana to fully restore myself anyway, because from here on out, my body wouldn't really matter much.

Tak.

An unknown space, its mouth wide open, waiting for a living creature to enter. I stepped into it.

Then, as if waiting for , the dungeon's final room poured out a bright light. But unlike other dungeons, this was not a glow signaling teleportation.

[Complete]

"Hmm?"

It's not very important, so I had forgotten until now, but actually, at the very end of this gate, there's a ssage left by the Gisimche.

[In this world, there are soil, stones, wind, and many things, but in the end, there is only one greatest resource.]

Who would have thought the performance would be just the sa? True to their race's love for light effects, the end of the EX-rank gate concludes with their rather pointless ceremony. Even those who are deaf can sense it—the beam of light letters, engraved during the gate's design phase, suddenly projected right before the challenger's face.

[A curious beast full of thoughts but with an empty heart.]

Sentences that appear and disappear in the air repeatedly.

[Even so, people are love.]

Well, since it's sothing the Gisimche set up anyway, none of this really contains any deep sincerity—it's probably just so phrase existing on the planet, roughly patched together to fit the situation.

[Rain and gusts.

Heatstroke and cold.

Beneath all of these, the driving force that preserves people for a long ti is, in truth, a few incomprehensible sacrifices — honorable wounds.]

Therefore, I judge the sacrifices made here by their value, and regard the one who suffered the greatest loss as the ultimate victor, granting them a reward related to life itself...]

The ssage ended. After another glow that covered the letters made of light and made them disappear, I finally reached the true exit point of this gate.

Now that I think about it, this is sothing I never figured out even in my previous life. Why do the Gisimche always accompany their spatial teleportation magic with light or shadows? As many scholars have guessed, is it just a matter of preference?

"!"

!

...

A little later. When I opened my eyes again, there stood the familiar nesis up ahead. It was the mont the third and fourth S-ranks of Korea t face to face side by side.

Unlike the path we had taken so far, the room we now stood in was vast—so vast, in fact, that it was hard to tell where it ended.

'Huh?'

It was around the ti I realized that the final area was circular in shape.

The awakener on the opposite side suddenly moved. A fierce sprint—so fast that it was nearly impossible to detect with the visual acuity of an F-rank. If an S-rank charging at that speed were to collide head-on with soone bare-handed, a lowly weakling at the bottom of the pyramid might just crumple helplessly and suffer internal injuries.

But before Kang Changho's shadow even fully disappeared, sothing ca to block him...

Swoosh!

But before Kang Changho’s shadow even fully disappeared, sothing ca to block him...

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a thin thread of light surged up from the floor. Unlike the common iron chains used on Earth, this was a magical restraint of a completely different form. Although it looked like a simple white thread, up close, its fibers resembled the texture of human muscles. What exactly was this glowing, radiant binding?

'It’s similar to [Binding].'

It was a suppression spell used to strongly restrain movent. And judging by its trendous thickness, its power was worlds apart from the bindings used by Earth’s sorcerers. Thus, Kang Changho was rcilessly caught in the dungeon’s trap, unable to break free from the restraint.

Crack.

If people just lived kindly from the start, would things be any better? Soon, Kang Changho’s two arms, legs, abdon, and neck were all ensnared by binding magic. Especially the magic binding his upper body was so short, as if designed for a six-legged beast crawling around. To avoid having his neck torn apart, he was forced to kneel suddenly.

“Oh my.”

Tuk.

Oh my.

Tuk.

The next scene was unfamiliar in many ways. It felt like the first ti I’d ever seen him lower his posture, so I blurted out in surprise. Hearing that, Kang Changho lifted his gaze to a height that didn’t quite suit his large fra and spoke the first words.

“…You consistently pretended not to know no matter how many tis I asked you outside, but now you’re revealing your true colors like this?”

True colors? After rolling my eyes for a long mont, I finally realized sothing. Co to think of it, this EX-rank gate appeared at a pretty well-tid mont.

Therefore,

'Aha.'

This unintentionally heightened suspicion a lot. From Kang Changho’s perspective, don’t I probably look like I’m completely in cahoots with the Gisimche? A sacrifice of ambition who was captured and trapped suddenly gets freed thanks to the gate’s unique spatial teleportation. Even though he made what seed like rational choices, if he ultimately ended up in the loser’s spot by the dungeon’s judgnt, it’s only natural for him to have such sharp suspicions.

'But still, from the perspective of an Alphauri like , being mistaken for a Gisimche ally—or even a compatriot—is rea

etely in cahoots with the Gisimche. A sacrifice of ambition who was captured and trapped suddenly gets freed thanks to the gate's unique spatial teleportation. Even though he made what seed like rational choices, if he ultimately ended up in the loser's spot by the dungeon's judgnt, it's only natural for him to have such sharp suspicions.

'But still, from the perspective of an Alphauri like , being mistaken for a Gisimche ally—or even a compatriot—is really quite offensive, no matter how much I think about it.'

But it's just a relief that things turned out better than expected. The appearance of this EX-rank gate could have caused serious harm to the victims if things had gone wrong. Since this dungeon always takes an even number of participants, if the range had been set even slightly off, an innocent person might have ended up having to clear it alongside us. It's entirely possible that Kang Changho, so third party, and even this body of mine along with a complete stranger could have been selected as challengers.

'Trying to draw in the Gisimche using pain without even knowing the dungeon's chanics—no matter how I dress it up, it was still a gamble...'

Speaking as soone who already analyzed this gate in the past as an Alphauri—this feed box is problematic in many ways, because once the observation ends, it transfers the challengers right back to the spot where they were about to be devoured.

Kidnapper. Victim. If the two of us hadn't been brought in as such a perfectly matched pair,

there's a good chance the clearing process could've ended up placing all the disadvantages on the alien.

It was then.

Paat

It was then.

Paat.

As I turned over various thoughts in my mind, the ‘reward’ ntioned in the latter half of the dungeon’s ssage finally arrived. A ring of light, its texture like a bundle of threads—visibly no different from the band that had pierced the S-class Hunter before . It was a bracelet bestowed upon the one who had suffered the greatest loss within the EX-rank gate, and at the sa ti, a mark signifying the victor.

“Are you wondering what this is?”

I stretch out the arm with the ring of light clinging to it and show it to Kang Changho.

“Do you really still think that way even after seeing like this?”

Ssshk.

But that gesture just now wasn’t to show off the winner’s bracelet—it was simply to expose more of my upper body. In return for the [blue-yellow] situation, damage had piled up on my side to the point I was hardly in human shape anymore. Seriously, what’s so great about those damn winner privileges anyway? As I was now, the skin on my neck and arms was so charred that it was almost indistinguishable from the black T-shirt I was wearing.

So I used that to firmly argue with Kang Changho. Thanks to that damn dungeon, I ended up like this—do I still look lik

return for the [blue-yellow] situation, damage had piled up on my side to the point I was hardly in human shape anymore. Seriously, what’s so great about those damn winner privileges anyway? As I was now, the skin on my neck and arms was so charred that it was almost indistinguishable from the black T-shirt I was wearing.

So I used that to firmly argue with Kang Changho. Thanks to that damn dungeon, I ended up like this—do I still look like I’m on the sa side as the monsters to you?

“Oh...”

But Kang Changho, that b*stard, responded to those questions with none other than this kind of reaction.

“That’s a bit unexpected.”

He guessed that since I’m a compatriot of the Gate Creator, the penalties wouldn’t affect at all.

“I was wondering what kind of heavy damage it was, and it turned out to be a fire attribute trap.”

“It’s even worse than that. If I didn’t have any healing-type skills, I would have died instantly halfway through!”

“Oh.”

Anyway, is this the right thing to say right now, with the burnt body of the compatriot in front of him?

Oh.

Anyway, is this the right thing to say right now, with the burnt body of the compatriot in front of him?

'As expected, this guy is hopeless.'

As the conversation went on, my determination grew stronger. Wearing the band of light created by the dungeon, I turned my head. What I saw was the emblem on the wall that would play a major role in creating the dungeon's exit.

[A white bracelet is required to make this choice]

[*Last question:

If you safely send the fellow challenger who ca with you back to their hotown and open the exit through your own sacrifice, then ‘Blue.’

On the other hand, if you want to open the exit of this area without taking damage by sacrificing the opposing challenger, ‘Yellow’]

I’m late in saying this, but since the question was found, let explain. In fact, the origin of this EX-class gate discovered in Alphauri was a trap with a survival rate of only 52%.

52%. Out of every two challengers, about one dies—a deadly trap. The reason this gate only let half of the intelligent b

I'm late in saying this, but since the question was found, let explain. In fact, the origin of this EX-class gate discovered in Alphauri was a trap with a survival rate of only 52%.

52%. Out of every two challengers, about one dies—a deadly trap. The reason this gate only let half of the intelligent beings it captured survive was because, as you can see, there's a terrifying system at the end of the space.

'This dungeon requires a sacrifice to open the exit.'

So the mont I figured out the dungeon's true nature, I decided I could kill Kang Changho.

'As expected, it's no different from my past life.'

The loser, bound tightly by the higher-level spell [Binding] so he couldn't move a muscle, soon had their fate decided by that final question.

'Strangely enough, if you choose Blue, Kang Changho dies and the exit opens.'

Being unable to protect my own life made look like a criminal with a knife to my throat. But this was a natural scene. Hunters with plenty of experience clearing dungeons would understand this by now: the the of this gate is none other than the recognition of good deeds, like those often seen in traditional fairy tales. Therefore, it's only natural that a sucker who has never once chosen 'Yellow'—the option that could harm the other—gets to see the light.

"Have you seen this writing, Hunter Kang Changho?"

other than the recognition of good deeds, like those often seen in traditional fairy tales. Therefore, it's only natural that a sucker who has never once chosen 'Yellow'—the option that could harm the other—gets to see the light.

"Have you seen this writing, Hunter Kang Changho?"

Thud.

The S-rank, trapped in the magical fra, tried to rise. Even a slight movent tore the skin on Kang Changho’s arms, but I felt no reaction to the mammalian bloodstains and continued speaking.

"This place is similar to that gate called [Iron Maiden]. From reading the questions, it seems like one of the two must b e sacrificed for the exit to appear..."

The tone of the voice gradually changed.

"But don't worry. Of course I will choose blue."

"....!"

Blue. At first glance, just by reading the dungeon’s inscription, it seems like the winner dies and the loser escapes. But there’s a very calculated reason why I say it this way.

'This dungeon is designed so that only the final question's outco is reversed!'

Blue. At first glance, just by reading the dungeon's inscription, it seems like the winner dies and the loser escapes. But there's a very calculated reason why I say it this way.

'This dungeon is designed so that only the final question's outco is reversed!'

This gate with a 52% survival rate was a devil in Alphauri that devoured as many as 30 top-ranked mages. Back when I was preparing for a fierce battle with the Gisimche in my past life, I had to work on completely eliminating this deadly trap as well. Even after the Gisimche caused the [Descent] phenonon, they kept scattering feeding traps nonstop, and this retributive trap would kill any mage who accidentally stepped into its range. At the ti, I was already exhausted dealing with the descendents, so dismantling traps felt like a pointless hassle.

'It seems that I've finally been able to help by looking at the blueprints one by one.'

Now, that's all a thing of the past. I smiled to myself and spoke again.

"Why are you so surprised?"

"Blue?"

"I'm choosing Blue and I'm going to sacrifice myself. Of course, I don't feel good toward you, Hunter, because of your actions toward up until now."

"...."

actions toward up until now.”

“....”

“Ha, there’s nothing I can do about it now.”

Soone might hear that and think it sounds too different from what an alien would really be thinking—and they’d be right.

“If only one person can make it out of this dungeon alive, well... since my body’s still a wreck and half-crippled, of course we should choose the S-rank who’s still in one piece.”

I was giving Kang Changho a thorough scolding right now.

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