Welcome to Dungeon Hotel - Chapter 62

58. I didn’t forget. Who you are.

 

‘You are not my son.’

 

These were the words Han Minhyuk heard from his father when he was only five years old.

 

‘He’s my son, but he’s not my son.’

 

What kind of nonsense is that?

 

It was difficult for a five-year-old boy to understand, but Minhyuk just somehow understood the nonsense.

 

Perhaps it was because he secretly sensed for five years that his life as the son of his father, who resides 24 hours a day in a huge mansion like a palace, was a driver, housekeeper, and secretary.

 

Han Minhyuk is the child of a mistress.

 

It’s not even in the Joseon Dynasty, but people from chaebol families liked to live like the Joseon Dynasty, so they called him that.

 

And they really treated him like a child of a mistress.

 

His biological mother, who worked for his father’s company, was given a large sum of money after being fired and sent to the United States.

 

And he brought only Minhyuk into the family, but he didn’t put it on the family register, and even his surname followed his mother’s surname, and he raised him thoroughly as an illegitimate son.

 

He lived like a ghost in the family, calling his father the “chairma ” and his stepmother the “madam.”

 

Although he was provided with the highest quality food, clothes, and beds without exception, he lived without being able to open his mouths at meals or have private conversations with the chairman, his wife, and their children.

 

But.

 

Even if it’s a ghost.

 

He could hear people’s words.

 

‘How long will you live with him? Aren’t you ashamed of Jinseob? Because of him, I can’t carry my face. It’s dirty. Even if you had an affair, you shouldn’t have had children!’

 

After he became a middle school student, there were quite often days when the madam’s anger leaked out of the living room.

 

At that time, his father said without any worry.

 

‘I can’t send him out until he’s 20. If he grows up crookedly and does something, the world will be noisy later. To be honest, I managed to raise his personality, academic background, and intelligence without any problems. Chairman Kim’s bloodline remains at that level even though he is an illegitimate child. It just makes me feel that way. It’s good for Jinseop, and it’s good for you.’

 

Minhyuk only found out then.

 

The reason why illegitimate children who are not even listed on the family register are raised in such good clothes, fed good things, and put to sleep in good beds.

 

His father had no intention of accepting Minhyuk as his son.

 

It was just that he was afraid that he would get in the way of his future path.

 

Aren’t cockroaches more terrifying if they can’t see it in front of them?

 

That’s just the reason.

 

When he found out about this, his life, which had been like a thorny road, somehow became easier.

 

There was no longer any fear of falling out of favor with his father, no more trying to please his mother and half-brothers.

 

He wasn’t even hurt by the occasional childish pranks of his half-brothers.

 

He didn’t even have to be thirsty for a phone call from his biological mother, who would tell him like a machine, ‘Be nice to your father’ nonchalantly every time she called.

 

When he found out that all of them only saw Minhyuk as a ‘tool’, Minhyuk felt comfortable treating them like objects.

 

It didn’t matter what they did if they didn’t intervene in his life.

 

He felt comfortable thinking that he was alone in his life anyway.

 

In fact, no one is too interested in other people’s lives. Everyone’s just thinking about themselves.

 

Minhyuk grew up ‘moderately’ and ‘without a problem’ as his father wished, no, everyone’s wish.

 

To the extent that Chairman Kim, Minhyuk’s grandfather, wanted to get Minhyuk into the company.

 

‘Minhyuk is also my grandchild, so of course he needs to have a chance.’

 

However, Minhyuk wasn’t swayed by the word “grandchild.”

 

He didn’t want to have a useless family.

 

Instead, he decided to live the rest of his life in peace, receiving quite a bit of money from the madam in return for not interfering in the company’s affairs.

 

Study what he wants, and have a decent luxury.

 

‘You don’t get married.’

 

The Madam held out some real estate documents and said.

 

‘After being separated like this neatly, getting married and having children, you will definitely change your mind. All people like you do. People’s hearts are so cunning, Minhyuk. In fact, it’s not a very smooth family affair— so wouldn’t it be embarrassing to put you out there too?’

 

Minhyuk agreed with that.

 

Of course, he decided not to have a family, not because he was ashamed, but because he didn’t feel any reason for it.

 

Is it possible to form a family by gathering such incomplete humans in the first place?

 

He thought so.

 

‘It’s my daughter. Isn’t she cute?’

 

So even when Lee Semyung first showed the picture of Junghyo, he thought it was pathetic.

 

What do you mean a child?

 

Another life was born in this world where everyone could die in a catastrophe.

 

It’s too much.

 

It’s burdensome.

 

Isn’t it just one more life to be responsible for in this war?

 

However, instead of showing such feelings, Minhyuk decided to persuade Lee Semyung.

 

At the time, Lee Semyung was supposed to carry out the most dangerous operation in the dangerous dungeon.

 

‘Why don’t you just leave this country with your daughter? It’s crazy to die here. They say that the US side is better than the Korean situation… Let’s just leave together.’

 

Minhyuk said so, pointing to Misoon and Junsoo, who were drinking outside the door, and Heeyoung, who was in Korea at the time.

 

‘I’ve already decided not to accept that offer. I can’t leave my colleagues in Korea behind. Our Junghyo will also understand my decision. That’s why….’

 

Lee Semyung cut off Minhyuk’s words as if he were

cutting radish.

 

‘Isn’t our Junghyo still young? So I couldn’t say goodbye. Well… I wonder if I should do it. If I ever need to say goodbye to our Junghyo later, will you do it for me?’

 

‘What?’

 

‘It’s simple. It’s just… ‘Hi. Take care. I love you, my daughter’. Just do this.’

 

This brat.

 

He should have crushed his jawline then.

 

He should have threatened him to say that himself.

 

He should have done that when he had the chance.

 

‘…Uncle… When is my Dad coming back?’

 

Minhyuk thought so when he saw young Junghyo.

 

That damn brat.

 

He shouldn’t just go when he was told to go first, and then put his life at risk to carry out the operation until the end.

 

If that damn brat comes back, then he’ll never send him to a dungeon or anywhere else—.

 

I’m going to kill you with my own hands.

 

‘Your father… Semyung is… he didn’t come back.’

 

How could you ask such a small fellow to say goodbye.

 

How can you tell me to say that?

 

Something I won’t do for the rest of my life.

 

‘Let’s go to Uncle’s house.’

 

****

 

Minhyuk felt the power rising in his body.

 

He speared the red whip that came in, aiming for his side.

 

But the red eyes didn’t shake.

 

“What we are seeing now is an illusion.”

 

Minhyuk said to Woohyun.

 

While saying that, attacks came in without a break.

 

Minhyuk quickly blocked attacks coming from where Minhyuk couldn’t see.

 

He felt strangely light.

 

Like when he fought with Lee Semyung in his 30s.

 

No, it felt lighter than then.

 

After drinking the latte that Junghyo gave him earlier, he walked light and improved his leap forward as if he had a spring on his heel.

 

Once, he was amazed at the monstrous strength and strength of Lee Semyung.

 

Even though they are in the same S-Class, Lee Semyung’s stats are greater than Minhyuk’s, and even though they are in the same S-Class, the difference in stats is huge.

 

And now. Minhyuk felt like he became Lee Semyung.

 

So, originally, no matter how S-Class Han Minhyuk was, he showed ignorant spearmanship.

 

Putting all his strength into the attack, Han Minhyuk moved forward.

 

Between those burning eyes, there is clearly a vital part of the ‘Fallen Fairy King’.

 

Even if he blocks the attack and breaks the flying whip, the fight will not be over if he simply focuses on defense.

 

Thinking so, Han Minhyuk left Woohyun behind and jumped.

 

While blocking a few more attacks, the ‘Groan of the Earth’ literally groaned.

 

Unable to overcome his tremendous strength and speed, the spear bent with a buzzing sound.

 

However, like the masterpiece created by Hwang Misoon, it endured his power to the end.

 

Han Minhyuk quickly stood in front of the fallen fairy king’s red eyes.

 

At that moment, a strange sound rang in Han Minhyuk’s ear.

 

“Don’t you want to have my power?”

 

When Han Minhyuk hesitated at the familiar voice, a man stood in front of his eyes.

 

The man with dark black eyes stood there holding his spear in his hand with mischievous eyes as always.

 

“You’ve improved a lot. You can defeat me with this much. If I add my strength to you, you will surely be able to wipe out all of this human race. Wouldn’t you like to purify all filthy humans?”

 

It was Lee Semyung.

 

Han Minhyuk’s eyes widened.

 

The hand holding the spear lost some strength.

 

“Yes. Let’s join forces together. If my strength is added to your strength—”

 

“…You, who are you?”

 

At Minhyuk’s question, Semyung’s eyebrows twitched.

 

“What? Are you kidding me? I’m Lee Semyung. Did you forget already? Who I am.”

 

At the same time as the answer, Minhyuk stuck his spear into Semyung’s neck.

 

The tremendous force pierced Semyung’s necks.

 

“I have not forgotten. Who you are.”

 

The monster’s tremendous scream poured out into the sky as if it were enough to resonate the entire castle of the demons.

 

Red blood poured into Minhyuk’s face like a fountain.

 

Kiiik—.

 

With the sound of something melting, the huge red eyes disappeared, and only the giant fairy king, who poured dark red liquid from the nape of his neck, stood still with Minhyuk’s spear stuck in it.

 

It wasn’t Lee Semyung who wriggled.

 

After confirming the obvious fact, Minhyuk pulled out the spear.

 

“If it’s Lee Semyung, he won’t say anything like wiping out the human race.”

 

If you had said that, I would have done it.

 

Minhyuk thought so and pulled out the spear as it was.

 

The Fairy King’s knees fell to the ground.

 

Minhyuk turned around with a tight grip on his injured shoulder.

 

Then a woman wearing a white helmet stood looking at Minhyuk.

 

Minhyuk stopped at his spot with a smile.

 

“Uncle!”

 

Junghyo called him as if screaming.

 

The sensation in his right arm gradually disappeared.

 

It was only natural that he used more power than usual while neglecting the wounds he received from EX-class monsters.

 

He secretly checked his shoulder, which was turning black, and was prepared to lose the use of his right arm again.

 

But now there was something more important than that.

 

“S-Class Paladin… that was you.”

 

That you… that you became a hunter.

 

Junghyo’s voice was heard in the blurred vision.

 

“I can’t do it. Call a healer right away.”

 

“The side with the healer was surrounded by the dreamer. It takes a long time to come.”

 

“Then Uncle’s arms… the condition…”

 

“Do as you treated me then. Let’s take him to the hotel. Let’s go right away. Guild members will be here soon.”

 

“Then take care of your back…”

 

“Mmh.”

 

In the blurry vision, Junghyo’s hand touched his arm.

 

Minhyuk is dumbfounded.

 

What are they talking about.

 

He can’t understand why the Paladin wearing the white helmet is Junghyo.

 

“…To the hotel.”

 

Wing—wing.

 

And what on earth— is that revolving door that soon appeared in front of his eyes—.