Chapter 165
Choi Jihun
There's a meeting at the Association. I'm wondering whether Daelan's newlywed ass will show up.
He literally got married three days ago, after all.
I don't even know what this meeting is for. They say it's to plan, or prepare for what's coming. But can what's coming even be prepared for? Twenty S-class hunters. Five SS-class dragons. An immortal matriarch who can't be killed.
I'm not sure there's even a plan for that.
The doors open.
I see the signature suit. The red hair. He's walking in, but he has on a mask and shades. Sunglasses. Indoors. At a morning meeting.
He looks around, spots me, and walks toward my row. Slides into the seat next to me without a word.
The meeting goes on. The Association President speaks his plans—alliances, resource allocation, dungeon monitoring. Honestly, it feels like nothing. The mood is somber. No one believes we can win. No one says it out loud.
The meeting ends. No valid solution.
No surprise there.
