You Will Be Blessed If You Do Good Deeds¿

After the weekend, Monday comes.
No matter how much I try to deny it, it’s an undeniable fact, yet I don’t understand why it’s always so painful when Monday arrives.
And on this painful Monday morning, I headed straight to the guild master’s office.

Han Jae-young had called me for a discussion.
Honestly, seeing Han Jae-young's face on a Monday morning made me scowl automatically.
“What’s this, Monday blues? Want me to tell you how to cure it?”

“Shut up if you’re going to talk nonsense. I warned you.”
“If you work on the weekend, it’s fine when Monday comes.”
“I said don’t talk nonsense…”

Could it be that fairies have a different structure to their eardrums?
I wanted to slap him, but Han Jae-young, who was rambling on like that, looked so tired from his illness that I decided against it.
“I feel like I need to talk nonsense to feel better.”

Underneath his eyes, dark circles were heavily drawn.
On top of that, his hair was all messy, as though he had slept on the guild master’s office sofa last night, and there was a thin blanket draped over the sofa, as if he had covered himself with it while sleeping.
His face, which would normally be tolerable, was now disheveled and a mess.

The media might praise Han Jae-young as the wealthiest hunter in Korea, but if they saw him like this, their envy would surely disappear.
“I’ll get straight to the point. I met with the director of the Hunter Management Bureau on Friday night.”
I wasn’t the only one who spent the weekend busy.

In fact, Han Jae-young was probably busier than me.
He had to deal with government surveillance and control, otherwise the guild would be under the government’s scrutiny.
“So, did you manage to threaten him well?”
“Threaten? It was more like a consultation.”

Consultation my foot.
He had met with the director and found out that an employee from the Hunter Management Bureau had arranged a seat for the NLE Guild and had intentionally been keeping HP in check—that’s not consultation, it’s extortion.
Upon hearing this, the director’s face went pale.

Of course, it was expected.
What if Han Jae-young made this public?
Although he didn’t have the same image as Yoo Han-ul, he was still an S-class hunter.

At the very least, he was someone the people would support more than the director of the Hunter Management Bureau.
If Han Jae-young really decided to go after him, not only the director but most of the high-ranking officials at the Bureau would be under attack from the media.
It could even escalate into a prosecution investigation.

“But from our guild’s perspective, cutting ties completely with the Hunter Management Bureau would be a loss.”
Despite knowing this, Han Jae-young didn’t push it that far.
“If we’re not leaving Korea, going to full war with the government would just be a loss. If that’s what I wanted, I’d rather negotiate with the director... Are you disappointed that I didn’t make a formal protest?”

“I’m not Yoo Han-ul, so it doesn’t matter.”
If it were Yoo Han-ul, he might have said that such corruption should be reported according to procedure.
But honestly, whether Han Jae-young reported it or made it public... there was no guarantee that the situation would turn out in his favor.

‘Nam Seung-hee isn’t that stupid.’
Right now, making it public might feel good.
But in reality, Nam Seung-hee, the true mastermind behind the HP Guild’s control, would likely disappear from the media before his name even got mentioned.

Nam Seung-hee was merely using Lee Yun-gyeol as a cover.
While it would cause some social damage for Lee Yun-gyeol, to Nam Seung-hee, he was just an expendable pawn to be discarded at any moment.
‘If it’s the woman I know, she’d probably humble herself and apologize for raising her son wrong to improve her own image.’

Besides, the crime committed wasn’t anything major—just a violation of the personal information law, which wasn’t really a big deal in court.
From the Bureau’s standpoint, it could easily be dismissed as one individual’s wrongdoing.
Of course, for Han Jae-young, Lee Yun-gyeol, and the Bureau Director, it would cause a lot of noise in the news for a while, but after some time, the issue would fade away.

Even if the media made a big deal about it, once the public lost interest, the officials who caused the issue would quietly return to their positions.
It would be even more likely for those officials who were nearing retirement.
Within closed-off organizations like those in the government, protecting their own people is common.

So, Han Jae-young’s decision wasn’t all that surprising.
If they fought to the death, they’d only end up bleeding, so there was no point in going that far.
“But at least you got something out of it, right?”

“Yeah, we did. I managed to take over a few dungeons that were in competition with public institutions, and we renegotiated the material prices that the Bureau was sending over.”
“That’s not bad.”
I was genuinely complimenting him, but Han Jae-young didn’t seem particularly pleased.

“I feel weird getting compliments for something I did that’s technically a crime.”
Could it be because he’s half-fairy?
Han Jae-young seemed like someone who pursued rationality and efficiency, but occasionally he’d show this puritanical side.

Perhaps it was the self-deprecation unique to half-fairies who had to compromise while living among humans.
“Did you spend the whole weekend negotiating?”
“Of course not. That conversation only took an hour, but then we had dinner to build rapport, and he even suggested playing golf together next time.”

“You hate golf, don’t you?”
“Absolutely. No, if you're going to ruin nature, do it right… I’ll accept the act of consuming life, but what’s the point of playing with a ball while polluting every mountain and field? I want to stick their heads in the hole for a hole-in-one.”
Fairies tend to like plants more than humans, so it was a natural reaction.

Ah, maybe it wasn’t the corruption that upset him but rather being invited to play golf.
Thinking about it again, Han Jae-young ground his teeth in frustration.
“I’ll let it go this time… but if I find another weakness, I’ll completely overhaul the Bureau.”

“Oh, sure. Go for it.”
“I’ve never heard such a soulless ‘go for it’ before.”
Isn’t it obvious that I’m indifferent? Honestly, even if you overhaul the Bureau, it would still be the same.

An honest person who doesn’t accept bribes? Maybe there’s one or two, but it’s impossible for an entire organization to be clean as long as humans have desires.
If you are reading this translation anywhere other than .net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.
I listened to a few more of Han Jae-young’s complaints before asking for clarification.

“By the way, you recorded the conversation with the director, right? You need the recording file to use it later. It’ll be useful, especially around the time of the general elections. The director seems interested in politics, doesn’t he?”
When leaking information to the media, the timing makes all the difference.
Even if it’s a minor weakness now, it could become a powerful one later if the director starts considering his political future, so it wouldn’t hurt to keep it.

I thought I was offering good advice, but Han Jae-young looked at me with a frown.
“You were thinking that far ahead? That’s a bit scary.”
Han Jae-young’s face scrunched up at my words.

“Were you a politician in your past life? Why do you seem so good at all kinds of power plays?”
“…I’m not that good.”
Does the fairy have some prophetic abilities?

I just shrugged my shoulders.
“If I hadn’t thought of it, I wouldn’t have said it.”
“I’ll just assume you’re joking. Anyway, I think this is enough for me. How about you, Da-on? Is Lee Yun-gyeol really missing? I haven’t seen the news, but if you need an alibi, let me know.”

“What are you talking about? He’s not missing.”
“Ah, I lost. Actually, I had a bet with Han-ul.”
I furrowed my brow. Why was Yoo Han-ul’s name coming up here?

“A bet? What kind of bet?”
“Yeah, about two weeks ago. Han-ul had something to talk about, and coincidentally, Hunter Lee Pyeong-hwa came to talk about you, so we listened to him together.”
“Do you know what the word ‘privacy invasion’ means?”

“It wasn’t anything serious. According to Hunter Lee Pyeong-hwa, Lee Yun-gyeol seemed to be following you around and was really stressing you out, so he just asked us to do something about it.”
“…So?”
“I bet that you’d handle it and Lee Yun-gyeol would disappear, and Han-ul didn’t think that would happen. So we made a bet.”

“…”
I touched my head.
Even though it was a joke… I never expected Yoo Han-ul to know about this situation.

Last weekend, I had been prepared to kill Lee Yun-gyeol if the plan went wrong, so hearing this made a chill run through me.
‘Gotta be careful.’
If Lee Yun-gyeol had been killed, Yoo Han-ul would have immediately suspected me.

Even if that wasn’t the case, it could lead to a lot of problems if it came to light, so I had to be more careful about keeping information from leaking.
I casually replied.
“I don’t know who made the bet, but Lee Yun-gyeol got home safely.”

Of course, he had gone through quite a bit of suffering.
If his family met him at home, it would be quite a sight.
Han Jae-young’s eyes narrowed.

“Hm, I think there’s something more to this... There’s no way it ended like that.”
“Enough with the nonsense, if you’re done, do me a favor.”
“Huh? A favor from me?”

Han Jae-young tilted his head in surprise.
“It’s the first time Da-on’s asking for a favor, not a deal. I’m curious about what it is. Need about 10 billion?”
“I need about a week’s time. I want to take sick leave.”

“Sick leave?”
“Yeah, it’s possible. I looked into it, and since you’re the head of the institution, you can approve sick leave at your discretion.”
Sometimes, articles mention that celebrities take time off just because they’re hungover.

“That’s one thing, but why sick leave specifically? What’s the real reason?”
It was only natural that Han Jae-young would ask.
I was asking for a week off even though there was nothing visibly wrong with me.

Normally, it wouldn’t be strange if he rejected it.
But I needed this leave, so I already had my answer prepared.
“After coming back from the last dungeon, I felt like I could break through the wall if I just focused a little more. I think I can improve my skills alone in about a week.”

And as expected, Han Jae-young’s eyes widened in surprise.
“A wall… Are you talking about magic?”
“Well, what other kind of wall would there be?”

“No, are you talking about more than that?”
“I’m still far from capable of surpassing my current limits.”
“Are you saying that even world-class magicians would be biting their tongues and dying from the frustration? With the use of true speech magic too. Well, in that case, I could switch it to telecommuting instead of sick leave.”

Han Jae-young certainly showed some flexibility.
It made sense, though.
Han Jae-young had initially brought me into the HP Guild with the idea of using me as a free powerhouse, so he’d be pleased if I trained on my own.

Switching it to telecommuting would be a considerate suggestion, but I shook my head.
“No, I’d prefer it to be sick leave. If it’s telecommuting, I’d have to submit reports.”
If my movements were tracked, it would be problematic.

Han Jae-young narrowed his eyes.
“Hm.”
…Han Jae-young was quick on the uptake, so I’m sure he had some guesses running through his mind now.

He also knew I had a past life, so it was even more likely.
He might not be completely sure, but he was probably guessing that I’d go back to the world of my past life and use some means to improve my magic skills.
Actually… in the past, I would’ve done whatever I could to hide this from him.

Han Jae-young smiled slyly.
That smile was really annoying.
“I guess we’re friends now, huh? You used to say you didn’t need friends.”

“If you didn’t say things like that, it would be better.”
That fairy always has to add one more comment.
I took sick leave the very same day and headed straight to Sokcho, Gangwon-do.

I wasn’t really going for a vacation.
I was visiting the dungeon where Yoo Han-ul had gone missing before and near Margarita’s stronghold.
“I’m glad this connection wasn’t blocked.”

Just like Dungeon Breaks are divided into types 1 and 2, dungeons also have different patterns.
Since dungeons are paths connected to other dimensions, there are always variables, and it’s impossible to predict everything...
But generally, there are two main types of dungeons: those that disappear after being cleared and those that remain accessible after clearing.

And the dungeon in Sokcho was one that remained accessible after being cleared.
This meant the dimensional link was strong.
‘It must have been Orbis’ doing.’

Orbis was trying to draw in the magic of Earth through this fixed passage.
So she had made sure to solidify the connection to the strong monsters like Margarita.
The system would try to sever the connection, but for me, it wasn’t a bad thing.

I jumped into the dungeon without hesitation.
-You have entered the dungeon.
As soon as I entered, the familiar breeze of the plains brushed against my nose.

I glanced to the distance, looking at the mountain where Margarita might be.
Though I was curious about how she was doing, whether she was alive or not...
“Keeyah!”

Good! Good!
 
“Leo, stop… Ouch.”
Leo, excited with his nose bright red, rolled on the floor so much that a stone was kicked up.

‘Should’ve just brought Robo.’
I had assigned Leo to guard Jeong Da-jeong so far, but now that I was trying to bring Robo, Leo was causing a ruckus.
I gave in to his tantrums and sent ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) Robo to guard and came out with Leo, and I was already regretting it.

“You’re not supposed to walk cats outside… Hey, calm down!”
Thud!
“Calm down, I said!”

“Keek!”
It hurts!
 
No matter how long I waited, Leo’s excitement didn’t subside, so I kicked him, and he flew three meters straight up.

When his massive body hit the ground, it made a loud thud.
“Ugh!”
Too much!
 

“Think about your size.”
Leo, who had found his original size after shrinking to the size of a kitten, protested, but I didn’t listen.
“We don’t have time for fun, Leo. We’re very busy.”

“Keek?”
Why?
 
“We have to be back in a week.”

The reason I returned to this past life world was simple.
The reward I got from the system last time.
‘The Pact of the Morning Star.’

It allowed temporary stat boosts in the form of a ‘skill.’
However, there was a handicap due to the physical strain, so to properly use it, physical reinforcement was necessary.
‘There’s no time but now.’

As expected, Nam Seung-hee would cause trouble within a month, at least.
With my current abilities, I might not be able to handle what would happen next.
That’s why I had to indulge in playing along with Han Jae-young’s “friendship” act.

Naturally, results would follow.
Whoosh!
I hopped onto Leo’s back, who had returned to his large form.

“Now, let’s head to our old abandoned home.”
It was time to finally open the secret of my past life.