A few hours before, Choi Yoo-seong had taken Ryo Mitsubishi into the barrier of space magic where the crystal ball was placed.
This space magic created a barrier using the cracks in spacetime, and within this place, they could move directly to the coordinates set by the caster.
Outside the barrier, the hunters of Japan's three significant guilds noisily prepared, but inside, it was quiet.
“Space magic! You have finally got back your real strength. Congratulations."
<Finally, I can adequately fight him.>
“I can't believe it. Are you saying that the Korean guy is strong enough to fight Mr. Buer?”
Judging by Ryo’s subservient attitude, he seemed to know Choi Yoo-seong's real identity.
<It's not that he's powerful. It's that his fighting skills are essential. I have to take care of him before he gets more powerful.>
“As a matter of fact, the ninjas of Tengu were disguised as anti-Korean protesters and followed them.”
<Tengu... Are you talking about the grou...
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