Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Raith and Jong-Su sat in a room, facing each other and at a table between them, on that table was a file. Jong-Su pulled out the paper on the file and slipped it to Raith.

As Raith collected the paper he suddenly remembered and feared that he might not be able to read earth's written language. But contrary to his thoughts it was just like he was writing a text from Therut. Their language was complex and based on rune words. But if one was subjected to diligent learning from childhood, writing would be easy as speaking.

Raith's eyes widened.

"I will receive 100% for the first for months? and a commission of 1.5 million dollars from the association, every month?"

Jong-Su nodded diligently.

"You are worth that much hunter Raven"

"Woah, I thought my rank came out as F?"

Raith said with a disbelieving expression, sizing up Jong-Su with a gaze that clearly does not seem to believe they were being for real.

'Is it too small for someone like him?'

Jong-Su feared as he misinterpreted Raith's face. Perhaps it was the distant change between his present face and his three days ago face.

"We can raise it to 2 million dollars. Please accept 2 million dollars for four months' commissions. You will have access to a lot of gates that even guilds wouldn't dare touch."

"I see..."

Raith grinned inwardly, he understood the situation that just played out and didn't refute it.

'He must have thought I wasn't impressed and decided to increase it...'

Raith locked his fingers and leaned forward, leaning on his knees, he was donned in a black button-down collar shirt tucked into black trousers completed with a nicely polished black shoe and brown coat.

"Then what do we need to do."

Agent Jong-Su's expression brightened.

"Oh, yes you just need to sign here, here, here, and here."

He pointed out the places turning over the pages of the contract paper.

Raith skillfully twirled the pen in his hands as he scribbled down a simple R.R. signature.

'His writing is neat and fine.'

Jong-Su noticed as Raith completed the signing and passed it to him.

"Can I enter a dun– a gate, today?"

"Yes of course. However, I will dedicate an assistant to you who will help you with the loot."

"Hmm... I already have one."

"Ah, okay. It's fine. We can proceed to a gate then if you want. Do you want to get any equipment, as a new merchant, it will be on the house. Also, you will need a merchant name, going forward."

"A sword, I need a sword. And you can just use Raven of Death for my merchant name."

"O-okay"

Jong-Su replied shaking off his surprised expression.

"Please follow me. I will show you the weapon store."

As Raith followed Jong-Su, he took out the black smartphone that Min-ho just got for him earlier this morning. With Min-ho's number being the only number on his phone he dialed it.

"Hello, Hyungnim."

"Time for work"

"But hyungnim, I am really–

"You see momo... the association agent is pestering me to allow him to get me another assistant–

"Give me the location sir."

"I'll send it to you later."

He said and hung up the phone.

...

"Who is that?"

A slim man with a lined face and a full head of silver hair, that was neatly groomed to one side– whom Min-ho was standing in front of, asked as he slowly looked up at his face.

"My friend."

"The hunter you have been hanging out with these days?"

"I guess everything eventually reaches your ear."

"What do you expect? This is my hospital. You've been doing so well son, don't ruin your future by hanging out with the wrong person."

"Thank you father for the advice."

Min-ho bowed quickly and rushed out of the chairman's office.

"What an arrogant kid."

The man said as he picked up the telephone and called his assistant.

"Monitor Min-ho for me."

...

After a few minutes' drive, a black car parked in front of a departmental store. Right from the storefront, Raith was greeted by a towering display of gleaming swords and other weapons mounted on the transparent glass. As Raith entered the store he was faced with an endless arrangement of swords. Each sword was set in a custom-made stand, with a spotlight illuminating its intricate design and razor-sharp edge, there were short swords, saber swords, daggers, long swords, katana, and different unique sword designs, there was even one that carried the shape of a shark.

But that was not what Rairh was looking for. He needed something that would feel just like the wooden sword he used to train with a metal strong enough to hold his cosmic energy.

In the center of the store, a circular platform rises from the floor, displaying the most exquisite and expensive swords in the collection. As Raith walked around the platform looking for what to choose, the black ring Volmak gave him suddenly tightened around his fingers.

Raith took a pause but it stopped.

'What is this?'

He wondered as he stared down at the ring in his hands.

"Is everything okay sir?"

The sales girl who was not too far away from him asked.

Consumed in what he was doing Raith saw no need to spare his time to reply to her since it wouldn't help him in any way.

He looked up and walked back, as he took the second step backward he felt the tightening more intense now.

"Shit."

He groaned silently while clenching his hand to endure the pain as he looked up–

[You have discovered a demonic sword]

"What?"

Agent Jong-Su who was at the receptionist stand came to meet Raith.

"Hunter Raith."

"That sword."

Raith said pointing to a sleek, dark-purple sword with no crossguard, but the sheath and the hilt of the sword were a matching color.

"Ah, that black one..."

Jong-Su said looking exactly where Raith was pointing.

Don't blame him, he has never really been good with colors.

"Okay."

He nodded after confirming Raith's request, then went back to the receptionist.

[Weapon Information]

> A weapon forged with the blood of Bael(a now forgotten and dead demon lord who was considered to be the strongest demon to ever lived) This weapon has been lost over the ages and has been reforged over and over again by the legendary blacksmith throughout the world before it was lost.

Because the weapon is forged from Bael, it has a trait of devouring the strength of its foes, with every slash and cut, it will regenerate its user's life with the blood of its foe.

> Durability: 10,090

> Attack Power: 4,780

> This weapon is a bound item, you can only use it if it accepts your blood.