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"Mr. Kim Ki-Rok," the spirit said.
"Huff... Huff... Yes..." Kim Ki-Rok replied.
"I was, as you know, a very famous painter in Yuashiel."
"Right. Huff... Huff..."
The spirit continued, "I was sometimes even commissioned by the country to capture battlefields on canvas, even the lairs of terrible monsters. In other words, I was confident I wouldn't flinch at any horrific scene."
"Huff... Huff... But you can't say that anymore," Kim Ki-Rok responded.
"Yes. Battlefield? Monster lair? Those places were like hell."
Everywhere they turned, all they could see was a ditch flowing with sewage and excrement.
"I usually focus intensely before I paint, so I can capture every small detail. But if someone asked me to paint this scene?" the spirit said.
"Yes?"
"I'm certain I would curse them and haunt them for life."
"Hehehe!"
The Hunters who had been eavesdropping on the conversation all nodded in agreement. If someone asks about the sewer? I'll beat them to a pulp, every single one of them thought. Even if it went to court, they were sure they'd be acquitted. In their minds, they had already shown restraint by not killing anyone who asked such questions.
"Huff... At least my...
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