“...”
The mont he spoke, the atmosphere turned weird.
Mom, Dad, and Lyla were all staring at him with strange expressions.
Wondering if maybe he’d mispronounced sothing, he clearly repeated himself.
“Umm... Hero, let’s fight!”
“Uh...”
He ant no harm.
I tapped my in-ear and said,
“You can just speak in your own language if you want...”
“Apologies. I heard you were Korean, so I studied a bit of Korean.”
“Where’d you learn it?”
“Hmm... I looked up Korean communities to find phrases used in real life.”
He straightened up again and bowed politely.
A perfect 90-degree angle.
“You... I don’t know where exactly, but stop going to that community imdiately...”
“Hmm...? Isn’t this how you greet soone?”
I’d never seen a herbivore like this before.
I offered him a quick handshake.
“Anyway, what do you an by wanting to fight?”
“I deeply admire your strength. I’d like to learn from you.”
“Well, I don’t mind sparring with you... but why ?”
“Everyone says your power cos from overwhelming physical might. But I saw delicate technique in your moves!”
He was spitting as he explained, overflowing with passion.
A quick sparring session wasn’t a big deal, so I just /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ shrugged.
Right then, Colton Grave, the President of the World Hunter Association, entered the auditorium.
“Let’s talk again in a bit!”
With that, he returned to his seat.
Once everyone was seated, Colton tapped the mic a couple tis and began to speak.
“I’m sure you’re all aware that there’s a major announcent today.”
Everyone gulped.
Whenever an international organization made a major announcent, it always caused a stir.
“We’ve established a new rank above S-Class.”
As soon as Colton said that, cara flashes exploded.
And all the Hunters turned their eyes toward us.
“Yes, that’s right. It’s a new rank created solely for Hunters Song Hun and Lyla.”
Every reporter raised their hand to ask questions.
Colton looked around the room slowly and called on them one by one.
“President, don’t you think this could be considered discrimination?”
Colton handled the sowhat sharp question with total ease.
“It’s not discrimination. It’s distinction. Forcing those stronger than S-Class to stay in that rank—isn’t that discrimination?”
“...Thank you for your answer.”
Another reporter raised their hand.
“President, what’s the na of the new rank?”
The President took out a new Hunter license.
The caras in the auditorium zood in and projected it on the screen.
But where the rank should have been, there was nothing written.
“His rank is UnKnown.”
“UnKnown...?”
“Yes. We were unable to define his rank.”
The gap between didn’t assign and couldn’t assign was massive.
“Are you saying even the World Hunter Association doesn’t know how strong they are?”
“Yes.”
“Then is it possible for other Hunters to reach this rank?”
“Soday... maybe. But for now, I’ll say no.”
“Is there any criteria for reaching it?”
The President pointed toward where Lyla and I were sitting.
“You just need to be acknowledged by the UnKnown Hunter. Whether it’s for your strength, influence—anything.”
Another reporter, after glancing around nervously, asked carefully.
“Do you have any concerns about leaving that judgnt up to individuals?”
He didn’t say it outright, but his aning was clear.
What if Song Hun or Lyla acknowledged soone in so shady way?
Could they take responsibility for that?
“I’ll take full responsibility. I stake my position as President on it.”
There was a lot I wanted to say, but once he put his title on the line, everyone fell silent.
“If there are any Hunters who don’t accept this, you’re welco to spar with that Hunter and win.”
“...”
No one had agreed to that beforehand, but I didn’t say anything.
I’m not the type to back down when soone lays out a whole stage like this.
The President watched the crowd for a mont.
No one objected.
“Then I’ll take that as everyone’s agreent.”
Just before stepping down from the podium, he added one last thing.
“Any Hunter who still has doubts—challenge them anyti.”
****
While everyone was buzzing over the new rank, I—the one it was about—had no real thoughts at all.
“So when’s the exhibition match?”
“Probably tomorrow.”
“Then what do we do until then?”
“Maybe just et people and get familiar with faces?”
When I looked over, a crowd had already gathered around my parents.
“Guess they’re too intimidated to approach the Hero directly.”
I got what Lyla ant.
S-Class Hunters probably seed more approachable than us.
“Hmm... what should I do to kill ti?”
Still, there were people who weren’t intimidated.
Max and Emilia.
And Takamine Reina and Chen Longwei, who I’d seen before, also walked over.
“Long ti no see.”
“Great Hero, it’s been a while.”
“Ah, yeah...”
Reina was fine, but Longwei made feel a little awkward.
He didn’t do anything wrong, but I did blow up his house(?).
Still, he just laughed it off like it was nothing.
“It’s alright. It was all due to the party’s fault.”
‘That just makes it more uncomfortable...’
Then the guy I’d talked to earlier in the auditorium showed up again.
“So when are we gonna fight?”
“...”
This guy was just too pure.
“Is there a sparring arena around here?”
It’s the World Hunter Association. They have to have a training ground, right?
****
[New Hunter Rank ‘Unknown’ Established... Entity Beyond S-Class Erges]
[‘Unknown’ Appears for the First Ti... What Defines Sothing Stronger Than S-Class?]
[World Hunter Association President: “We couldn’t asure his power.”]
The World Hunter Association President’s announcent made headlines around the globe.
Every country wanted to know what kind of power this new rank possessed.
Only one country broke out into celebration.
[“World’s Strongest Born in Korea”... New Era in Hunter History: ‘Unknown’ Rank Established]
[“Unclassifiable, Unanalyzable” — Korean Hunter World Produces Humanity’s First ‘Transcendent’]
Korean news kept pumping out flashy headlines, pounding on the public’s chest every day.
ㄴ HELL YEAHHHHH FUCK!!!!
ㄴ JU-MO, CLOSE THE SHOP FOR THE DAY!!!!
ㄴ What is this rank manipulation crap?
ㄴ Fuck
ㄴ ing
ㄴ bitch
ㄴ All of y’all deserve a goddamn thumbs up
[Author: SaintessFeetLicker]
[Title: My Boss Achieved ‘Unknown’]
[Content: Who am I?
West Coast Monster, Baekdu Mountain Gate, Forbidden City Explosion, Mount Fuji Gate, Cartel Collapse, Veteran Support — and now officially an employee at the foundation created by the great Hero who just hit ‘Unknown’ rank.
I finally get why people say your position makes the person.]
ㄴ Damn, that flex template just keeps getting longer lol
ㄴ This bitch is insane lmaooo
ㄴ Fucking hell, stop posting and go hand out the gifts
ㄴ OP: On it later
The World Hunter Association was so rigid it was almost idiotic.
Even they couldn’t asure their strength.
They gave up trying to asure it.
While everyone was holding their breath, waiting for the stream to go live—
[zlSuperStrongHero: Yo, it’s .]
[JU-MO!!! BRING OUT ALL THE RICE WINE!!!]
[THIS IS GLOBAL PRIDE!!! EXEMPT HIM FROM THE DRAFT!!!]
[He’s already exempt lol]
“Hey, I’m here. Were you all waiting long?”
I turned on the stream in a giant gymnasium-like space.
I was there, Lyla was there, and a bunch of other Hunters too.
[Bro what is this lineup???]
[Max, Longwei, Reina... you guys about to take over Earth or what?]
[Wait who’s that guy? Never seen him before.]
[Isn’t he that S-rank from Turkey?]
[Bro that country doesn’t even exist anymore lol]
“So actually, this guy said he wants to fight .”
[???]
[Wait, he actually said that??]
[LMAOOO he probably ant a spar not a street brawl]
[No way he said it like that hahahaha]
He did.
He really said “let’s fight.”
“He’s a really pure guy. He just respects strong people and wants to spar.”
[Hmm hmm...]
[Strong, sure. But respect? For him? Lmao...]
[Gasp!]
[HEY HEY HEY!!!]
He stepped in front of the drone cara and gave a deep, respectful bow.
And of course, once again, he greeted us in awkward Korean.
“Nice to et you. Emir Kaya. I co from Türkiye.”
[Dude is hella polite lol]
[Koreans gramps are gonna LOVE this guy hahaha]
“I respect strong person. So I said, I fight with Hero.”
[???]
[Where tf did he learn Korean lmfao]
[Soone PLEASE give this guy a Korean tutor]
“Everyone, watch closely.”
We distanced ourselves and got ready to spar.
Emir put on a pair of gloves that looked like artifacts.
Then he picked up two batons that were easily 30 cm long, one in each hand.
“Wait, he’s using staves?”
“No. My weapon is...”
— Chaaaang! Chaaang!
The batons in both his hands unfolded.
One turned into a long spear, the other into a short spear.
‘Hmm... he’s wielding a long spear one-handed?’
A spear is the kind of weapon that’s pretty much unusable without solid skill.
And he wasn’t just using one — he was using two, and they were different lengths.
“Co at .”
“I’ll humbly learn from you.”
The once-innocent young man now had the eyes of a hunter stalking his prey.
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