“I thought I had grown accustomed to how quickly Hunters’ expressions change….”
The Association employee who had returned from checking on the bloodshot-eyed Hunter Yoo Seongwoon muttered,
“But I suppose I’m still not.”
“Don’t worry about it too much. Hunter Yoo Seongwoon doesn’t act that way often.”
“Ah, it isn’t common?”
“No. Fundamentally, he’s unflappable in everything he does….”
The employee, experienced enough to be dispatched to a disaster like this, wore a troubled expression.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him that angry.”
“When you say a long time…?”
“You know how Curators from the Collectors are.”
“I know they aren’t people to be trifled with.”
“That too, but how should I put it? They have very clear triggers.”
As long as one did not prod their sensitive spots, they never caused problems.
“It’s a Guild that places great importance on maintaining appearances.”
“Would that be… because of the Collector?”
“Most likely.”
Every member of the Collectors was part of Bisabeol’s collection. They had an obligation to maintain the dignity required by Bisabeol’s standards. That was also why they wore their uniforms so diligently.
“But that doesn’t mean the Collectors Guild members put on a deliberate act.”
That was simply their natural disposition. They were people who viewed the world cynically yet remained faithful to an above-average sense of responsibility. But there were times when a Collectors Guild member—especially a Curator—could no longer behave that way.
“Usually, it’s when a problem arises with the Work they manage….”
“The Work they manage? Those monsters?”
“Watch your words. Yes, those dangerous objects.”
“Curators certainly do cherish such terrifying things.”
“Because it’s…