Taesan Guild Master, Park Taesan.

He was a man who feared nothing in this world.

With fists that could crush anything, there were no trials.

Before Park Taesan, who held such beliefs, appeared a bean-sized creature difficult to crush.

“We’re really not homeless…”

The child’s small head trembled.

Scared, her eyes were fixed on the ground.

Crouched down, she looked even more pitiful.

Park Taesan sought help from Kang Jinho, but he only gave an indifferent look.

It meant to handle it himself.

“Ha, hahaha!”

Was this the reaction from just a little teasing?

What a cold-hearted brother.

Park Taesan, who had lived his life avoiding thinking, just laughed to buy time.

Saebyeok, interpreting the laughter as provocation, bared her teeth at Park Taesan.

“Grrr.”

“……”

What’s with this black bean?

She looked exactly like the white child, but taller and fiercer.

She exuded a vicious killing intent unfit for her age.

Clearly the white child’s older sister.

She was angry because her sister was called a homeless beggar.

“Ha, haha… ahem…”

Though Park Taesan lived recklessly, he wasn’t a thug who bullied children.

He might be a bit rough, but he had no hobby of intimidating frightened girls.

It was clear whose fault this was.

Park Taesan decided to apologize in his own way.

“What a mistake! I thought you were one of my comrades!”

“C-comrade…?”

Suddenly, what comrade?

Gyeoul’s tail, which had fallen to the ground, trembled, then swept the floor and climbed onto her foot.

Seeing her obvious fear, Park Taesan flashed a hearty smile.

“Truth is, I’m a beggar! A beggar who only sees other beggars.”

“Uh…”

Gyeoul looked Park Taesan up and down.

He was wearing something resembling a torn dobok[dojo uniform], certainly not looking rich.

‘Isn’t he a Guild Master…?’

A Guild Master should have lots of money.

Is he purposely living poor?

Unusual, but not unheard of.

Gyeoul could somewhat understand.

“Well, I’ve made quite the blunder.”

At Park Taesan’s apology, Saebyeok retracted her fangs.

Gyeoul also lowered her guard a bit.

“It wasn’t that bad…”

“Oh? Well, that’s a relief!”

Hahaha.

Park Taesan laughed happily.

Now it was time to pay for his mistake.

The price was to play with the children.

“Since I was in the wrong, I’ll serve Gyeoul as the boss for today!”

Boss for a day.

Levinas urgently cried out.

“No!”

“No?”

“Yeah! The King is not just the boss for a day, but for life!”

So that’s how it is.

It didn’t matter to Park Taesan.

He was strict about hierarchy, but playing with children was an exception.

“Then I’ll serve you as boss for life!”

“Yeah! King is the boss!”

Levinas nodded with satisfaction.

The same went for Saebyeok.

‘Seems her sisters take good care of her.’

They’re harmonious children.

Park Taesan took a liking to the beast-kin children.

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—

Park Taesan stood in front of the tent with a handcart.

Saebyeok and Levinas sat on the handcart.

Vroom vroom-

He played with the children by shaking the handcart back and forth.

Though scary at first glance, he didn’t seem like a bad person.

“We’re repairing the tent today. It got torn in various places while flying around.”

“With tape?”

“Yes.”

Rip-!

I tore the clothes I brought with my fangs.

My fangs are sharper than most knives, so I could easily tear them.

Rip rip-

As I continued tearing clothes, the Master approached me.

His hand reached close to my mouth and touched my lips.

“Ah, open up.”

“Ah?”

When I opened my mouth, the Master removed the clothes caught on my fangs.

Then he tore the clothes for me instead.

“Don’t bite just anything.”

“It’s easier this way. I’m too weak to use knives or scissors.”

“If anything’s difficult, bring it to uncle. I’ll do anything for you.”

“Um… okay…”

Anything, he says.

Coming from the Master, it carries weight.

I decided to seek out the Master if I ever had something truly difficult to solve.

Rip-

We tore up all the clothes we brought.

I immediately reached out to the Master.

“Please lift me up there.”

“Like this?”

The Master grabbed my waist and lifted me up.

It was a good height to repair the hole in the ceiling.

I immediately tore off some tape and attached the torn clothes.

That’s when someone entered the tent.

“I heard you had important business today, was this it?”

The one who entered was Chae Juyeon, the Sacred Guild Master.

I had heard her footsteps approaching, so I already knew.

“Repairing the tent is important, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s extremely important.”

Juyeon’s arrival and the satisfaction of fixing the tent.

Two good feelings mixed, making my tail wag.

Tap tap tap-

I attacked the Master’s face below with my tail.

I was startled and tried to get down, but the Master just moved to the next hole.

“I’m sorry… this moves on its own…”

I hurriedly apologized to the Master.

Before I could hear his reply, Juyeon ran towards us.

“That’s unfair, I want to lift her too.”

“…Fine then.”

The Master handed me over to Juyeon.

Being small made it easy to be passed around in people’s arms.

“Hello, Gyeoul.”

“Hello.”

This time I repaired the tent while held up by Juyeon.

As I attached the cloth pieces, the two Masters had a businesslike conversation.

“Since you didn’t come to the meeting, we decided the competition venue ourselves.”

“Where did you decide?”

“The Sacred Guild. Is that okay?”

“As long as it’s held, the location doesn’t matter.”

A competition?

Are the guilds doing something?

Curious, I turned around.

My eyes met Juyeon’s, who was holding me.

“There’s a competition at the Sacred Guild?”

“Yes. We’re holding a competition without using mana this time. The prize money is huge too.”

“Ah…”

Because a dungeon where mana couldn’t be used had appeared.

Are the guilds cooperating and holding a competition to prepare for it?

It seemed like a fairly reasonable approach.

“Can I participate in the competition too?”

“Gyeoul? Wouldn’t it be difficult for you?”

Juyeon glanced at the Master as she spoke.

She was asking our Guild Master’s opinion, not mine.

“It would be tough.”

“Is it that hard…? I’m good at fighting without mana…”

If it were a competition using mana, I wouldn’t stand a chance, but a competition without mana was different.

I had even caught a boss horned rabbit without mana.

Of course, I had everyone’s help, but I could confidently say I excelled at fighting without mana more than anyone.

“This isn’t just about being good at it…”

The two Masters looked at each other.

After pondering for a while, Juyeon turned to me.

“Um… Gyeoul, can you hit people?”

“Ah…”

I can’t.

Last time, I was wracked with guilt after sparring with Yeoreum.

I might be good at fighting without mana, but I was a novice when it came to facing people.

“Fighting people is different from hunting monsters. It’s still too difficult for Gyeoul.”

“I see.”

I had hoped to gain experience by participating.

Disappointed, I just licked my lips.

“Are you very disappointed?”

“Yes. I thought it would be a chance to gain experience.”

“Experience… you can gain that without the competition, you know?”

“Really?”

“Yes. Want to come with me for a bit?”

“Okay.”

Though she said to follow her, I was still in Juyeon’s arms.

I was carried in her arms to the guild training ground.

Clack-! Tak-!

Our guild members and some unfamiliar people were sparring with wooden swords.

Maybe because they weren’t using mana, their movements were quite sluggish.

“Those are our guild members. Yeomyeong and Sacred are in a cooperative relationship, so we spar like this.”

“I see.”

“Want to spar too, Gyeoul?”

“Can I?”

“Of course, just wait here for a moment.”

Juyeon put me down and went somewhere.

I decided to watch the sparring until she returned.

Clack-! Clack-!

The two guild members clashing wooden swords.

Watching them, I thought.

Maybe I’d be the strongest if we fought without mana.

‘Beast-kin have superior physical abilities even without mana.’

With fast movements, I might manage somehow?

I watched the sparring with such thoughts.

—

—

Juyeon approached Gyeoul, who was absorbed in watching the sparring.

A tall woman was beside her.

She seemed over 190 cm tall.

Gyeoul had to crane her neck to see her face.

“Mokhwa, want to spar with Gyeoul here?”

“…Pardon?”

The woman called Mokhwa’s pupils trembled.

She had come thinking the Master had found a formidable opponent, but it was a tiny child barely half her size.

It was Gyeoul, the most famous beast-kin child in Korea.

A small child who didn’t like she could fight.

“Um, well…”

Gyeoul instinctively lowered her eyes when they met Mokhwa’s.

Sparring was meaningless in the face of such an overwhelming size difference.

She felt at least a meter taller.

And probably three times her weight.

Of course, it wasn’t that much, but it felt that way.

Gyeoul thought she’d die if Mokhwa just kicked her lightly.

Gyeoul grabbed her tail with both hands and trembled.

“…Master?”

Mokhwa looked at Juyeon.

Juyeon smiled, wondering why she was being called.

I see.

Our Master doesn’t understand about weight classes.

Mokhwa closed her eyes.

‘This is my first time fighting without mana.’

With mana, that tiny child might be able to beat her.

But in a mana-less match, weight class dictated everything.

It was so overwhelming she could guarantee a 100% win rate.

The Sacred Guild Master hadn’t realized this yet.

She was fundamentally a ‘healer’, far removed from combat.

“I, I don’t think…”

Mokwha wanted to cry for scaring the child.

She was a kind-hearted woman.

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