“Mr. Park!” Lee Jun-Kyeong said, unable to hide his surprise.0

Park Jae-Hyun was standing next to Park Yu-Jin.0

“So this was your mission?”0

Heracles nodded when asked, and Lee Jun-Kyeong was astounded as to how this had come to be.0

“Well…”0

The first one to speak from the group was Park Jae-Hyun. Lee Jun-Kyeong had expected him to be hiding within Seoul. He knew that Park Jae-Hyun had survived the cataclysm and that the blacksmith was more than capable enough to defend himself. Even so, he had been worried.0

‘I had kept asking for his whereabouts too…”0

He had continuously reached out through Yeo Seong-Gu and inquired about Park Jae-Hyun’s location, even going so far as to receive a promise to ensure his safety from Yeo Seong-Gu before the Hunter had gone to Seoul.0

‘Should I be calling this a relief, or ‘should I be feeling apologetic?’0

Lee Jun-Kyeong had continuously regretted not being able to protect him. Looking at the smith, he could see Park Jae-Hyun’s child-like cheeks were now drawn in. Seeing his emaciated face made Lee Jun-Kyeong feel waves of guilt wash over him.0

However, Lee Jun-Kyeong soon came to his senses.0

“You crazy little bastard,” Park Jae-Hyun said. “What, are you supposed to be my dad or something? What are...0