Synopsis
In the South Korean hunter industry, a bizarre rumor persists.
It’s a story about a “Ruler”—someone to whom even the S-Class rankers, whose pride is high enough to pierce the peak of Mt. Everest, bow their heads and swear sincere loyalty. Naturally, most people dismiss this as a mere urban legend. They argue there’s no way those top-tier hunters would ever offer “loyalty” to a single individual.
Unfortunately, the rumor is true. And that “Ruler” in the story? That’s me. …How on earth did it end up like this?
“Master, even if you have no appetite, you must eat breakfast to maintain your strength. Please, I beg you to consider the heart of this humble servant who worries for you…”
“I’m telling you, your ‘Master’ isn’t here!”