There were still more events scheduled even after Han-Yeol arrived at the Golden Palace.

The next event on the agenda was a party attended by reporters and VIPs, and it appeared that Egypt was using this opportunity to display its influence on a global scale. Naturally, the magnitude of the party was enormous.

[Hahaha! I’m extremely happy that the hero who saved Nepal is none other than the vice leader of the Horus raid party!]

Tak! Tak! 

President Phaophator exclaimed while smacking Han-Yeol on his back.

‘Ouch… That hurts, you know…’ Han-Yeol thought.

President Phaophator was a Master Rank Hunter, and his strength made it difficult to believe that he was turning seventy-six years old this year.

Han-Yeol enjoyed the party, except for the few times when President Phaophator would pat him on the back a bit too hard.

Of course, there were a few people who appeared disgruntled for some reason...

***

The atmosphere was quite pleasant, but not everyone was enjoying the party. After all, where there is light, there are bound to be shadows.

[Damn it… Why do I have to be overshadowed by some commoner?]

[You’re right, brother.]

[Ha! He might be a Master Rank Hunter,...