The Core, especially the Deep Realm, was a gathering place for beings of immense power. A perilous region beyond the reach of any ordinary mortal, its inhabitants possessed strength incomparably superior to most, if not all, Hunters on Earth.0

There was a time when Do-Jun personally dealt with entities emerging from the Deep Realm, but recently, he hadn’t needed to intervene. He wasn’t sure why, but it was a welcome change, meaning less troublesome work for him. Occasionally, an S-rank Great Fissure, which was commonly called a “catastrophe,” would appear. However, those were usually handled by the S-rank Hunter operation team of the Hunter’s Bureau, so there was no reason for Do-Jun to worry.0

With a light rustle, Do-Jun leisurely picked up his newspaper.0

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There was a concept called “talent donation.” It referred to an act of volunteering one’s skills for the benefit of others. Surprisingly, the residents of the Deep Realm were benefiting from such a donation from none other than Kiriel. Every Wednesday, Kiriel would pack children’s Korean lesson books and head to the Deep Realm. Teaching Korean to the uneducated...0