The F-Rank Guild Master Has Too Much Money Chapter 46

 

 

Finally, I get to see the infamous Hunter Market for myself. Hehehe.

 

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That laugh sounded creepy. What’s with him?

 

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Could that envelope be cursed?

 

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Run! Your uncle’s acting weird!

 

The Hunter Market invitation was single-use only. If you wanted to keep receiving invitations, you had to spend—a lot—on your first visit.

 

“Spending recklessly is my hobby and my specialty.”

 

Ignoring the gods’ pop-up messages, I waved my hand, and the laptop on my study desk floated over on a breeze. I opened it and powered it on.

 

Typing the characters from the paper one by one, white letters flickered across a black screen—followed by a burst of sparkling confetti, like digital firecrackers.

 

[★☆★ Shimmering Hunter Market ★☆★]

 

So this was the so-called greatest black market in the world… and it looked like a glittery shopping site?

 

Don’t tell me I just got scammed.

 

Frowning, I entered the password in the pop-up window that appeared. The screen changed to a more typical shopping mall layout—except for a blinking red warning box.

 

[XXXX DO NOT SHARE XXXX]

 

Even the warning pop-up was lame. The flashing red letters looked so cheap that even a kindergartener would scoff, “What’s this supposed to be?”

 

‘They should really spend some of that money improving the site. Seriously, rich people can be the worst.’

 

Rumor had it that the Shimmering Hunter Market sold everything except missiles. Countless items were traded there—from illegally modified gear with boosted stats to ultra-rare treasures like the Queen Ant’s Necklace, said to be one of a kind in the entire world.

 

Selling those items publicly would not only result in enormous taxes but, in some countries, even government confiscation “for the sake of national interest.” That’s why so many Hunters chose to sell their goods through hidden sites like the Shimmering Hunter Market.

 

The site also maintained strict anonymity, making it especially popular among Hunters who wanted to conceal their identities.

 

If only I’d had a Hunter Market invitation back when I got the Queen Ant’s Necklace. I wouldn’t have had to deal with that crazy guy Yeon Do-jin—or all the unwanted attention.

 

‘I could’ve sold it for a much higher price, too. Tsk.’

 

Clicking my tongue in regret, I focused back on the listings. As expected, most of the items were too dangerous for ordinary use.

 

But for me, “dangerous” just meant “good.”

 

“Oh, this one’s nice.”

 

– Dragon’s Bow (A) → Water attack power +500. Automatically uses water as ammo when out of arrows. Defense +50, Hit Rate +50. $100,000

 

Perfect for Seo-ho. Into the cart.

 

– Poisonous Mist Bead (B) → Shatters on impact, releasing toxic mist. $500 each

 

I’ll take those for myself. Into the cart.

 

– Iron Cage Chain (AA) → Power Gauge attack and defense +15% each. Elemental enhancement available. Bound item. $8,000,000

 

Whoa. AA-grade?

 

I moved my mouse to click on it. You almost never saw AA-grade items listed. Fifteen percent boosts to both attack and defense? That was insane.

 

Even most S-grade gear couldn’t compare. Its only drawback was being bound—but otherwise, it was perfect.

 

I stared at the chain for a while before adding it to my cart. I couldn’t even use it myself, but its specs made it worth owning.

 

AA-grade at that price?

 

This had to be a divine sign telling me to buy it. I’d just give it to a guild member who used chains later anyway.

 

Satisfied, I resumed shopping.

 

With a grin at the sheer abundance of items—far better than any auction house—I kept adding to my cart until it overflowed, then completed checkout in one go.

 

Total: $255,036,242.

 

In Korean currency, that was about 302.1 billion won.

 

‘Ahh… stress relieved.’

 

Stretching contentedly, I set the laptop down on the table. The moment I stood up, Ji Yun-seo, who had been lying on her stomach drawing, jumped up.

 

“Uncle, where are you going?”

 

“Hm? Bathroom. Keep playing.”

 

“Okay!”

 

After reassuring her, I opened the bathroom door connected to the bedroom—only to find boxes piled inside, all labeled Shimmering Hunter Market.

 

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Boxes? In the bathroom?

 

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So… the delivery already arrived? This world actually had a delivery system like that? Unbelievable.

 

“I’d love to know how it works too.”

 

One of the main reasons the authorities had never been able to shut down the Shimmering Hunter Market—which was illegal in every country—was because access links were distributed through single-use invitation URLs.

 

Even if someone managed to obtain the address, the site’s real IP was hidden behind countless layers of rerouting and proxy loops. Many famous hackers and electric-type Hunters had tried to trace it, but every one of them had failed.

 

The second reason was its bizarre delivery system. Once you specified a location, your purchase would appear in the bathroom on that floor—perfectly placed every time. It didn’t even take long.

 

The only conditions were simple: if there were multiple bathrooms, you had to choose one, and the door had to be closed before delivery.

 

The police had tried everything—installing CCTV cameras in bathrooms, running sting operations—but they never caught the moment of delivery. Every recording just showed the box appearing within 0.1 seconds.

 

‘Eventually, they gave up.’

 

I carried the boxes from the bathroom to the living room, separated the items I’d use myself and the dangerous ones into a storage room, and packed only the gifts for my precious heroes into a large bag.

 

‘Truly, gifts straight from the gods.’

 

After all, it was only natural for a god to spare no expense for the growth of his heroes.

 

* * *

 

When I finished organizing and returned to the living room, Ji Yun-seo was gone. Instead, An Bom was tidying up the mess she had made.

 

“Where’s Yun-seo?”

 

“I sent her to stay with Miho. I wanted to talk to you, Guildmaster.”

 

Her firm tone made me tense up as I sat on the couch. An Bom sat across from me and spoke first.

 

“Yun-seo has to start school next year.”

 

“Ah.”

 

Ji Yun-seo was seven years old—just the right age to start elementary school next year.

 

“I didn’t even think about that. Since she’s a Hunter, she’ll attend Daeheon School, right?”

 

In Korea, attending middle school was mandatory, but even a C-rank Hunter possessed far greater physical and mental abilities than ordinary people, leading to constant debates about fairness.

 

At first, it wasn’t much of an issue—there were only a handful of child Hunters. But as more minors began to awaken, the controversy grew.

 

In response, the government established a specialized school for underage Hunters:

Daeheon School, located in Gangnam—the Republic of Korea’s one and only Hunter school.

 

“Daeheon School only starts from middle school, so she’ll have to attend a regular elementary school first.”

 

“Huh?”

 

I frowned, and An Bom sighed before continuing.

 

“I called the Ministry of Education just in case. They said it would be difficult to establish an elementary school just for Yun-seo.”

 

Being the youngest awakened Hunter was a double-edged sword. Then how had Ji Yun-seo gone to school in my previous life…?

 

‘Ah. She never went at all—she was working as a Hunter.’

 

I suddenly remembered an old interview where she said she’d always wanted to go to school like an ordinary kid. That was exactly why I wanted her to experience everything other children her age could—especially school life.

 

“Would it be a problem if she attended a regular elementary school?”

 

“Yes. One of the reasons Daeheon School was founded was because of a young Hunter’s suicide after being bullied.”

 

The suicide of a middle school Hunter caused a huge public outcry, and the media was filled with reports about underage Hunters.

 

“Hmm.”

 

Ji Yun-seo herself was kind, sweet, and lovable—she’d have no trouble making friends. But since her Hunter registration, every detail of her life—from birth to the present—had been made public.

 

The youngest S-rank Tamer, from an orphanage. An extraordinary background for an extraordinary Hunter. To cruel children, she could easily become the perfect target.

 

‘Kids can be vicious sometimes.’

 

Judging by An Bom’s serious expression, she was thinking the same thing. It wasn’t just me who wanted Ji Yun-seo to keep smiling like she did now.

 

“Then, why don’t we just establish a school ourselves?”

 

“…Excuse me?”

 

It wasn’t past office hours yet. I pulled out my phone, dialed the number for the Office of Education, and said,

 

“The problem is that there’s no school Yun-seo can attend, right?”

 

“…Yes.”

 

“Then I’ll just build one for her.”

 

An Bom froze, staring at me in disbelief. Honestly, I wasn’t sure why she looked so shocked—she already knew I had money.

 

—This is the Office of Education, where every child is everyone’s child. For elementary school inquiries, press 1. For middle schools…

 

I pressed 0 to reach an operator.

 

“Hello. I’d like to ask about establishing a private school.”

 

The moment I said it, An Bom’s eyes widened so much I thought they might pop out.

 

* * *

 

“You’re really planning to create a private school?”

 

“Yes. A school that goes from elementary level all the way to university.”

 

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If it doesn’t exist, create it. What’s the problem?

 

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Creating something from nothing—that’s a god’s job, after all.

 

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Still, Aether’s on another level. I only gave my hero a single shield.

 

While the gods found it completely normal, the others were left speechless.

 

“Wait, a school isn’t something you can just build overnight—” Gumiho said, clearly flustered.

 

“I’ve already gathered all the necessary documents. The lawyer you introduced me to connected me with a legal consultant, and they’re handling everything. All I need to do is fund it.”

 

“…May I ask why you decided to do this?” This time, Choi Tae-hyuk spoke.

 

“Ordinary kids can choose between science schools, technical schools, general high schools, or arts schools—but for Hunters, Daeheon School is the only option.”

 

“That’s for fairness with ordinary people…”

 

“Fairness is important, sure—but what about the kids themselves? Gumiho, you looked into Daeheon School, didn’t you?”

 

“Yes. And just as you said, it’s a complete mess.”

 

The so-called only Hunter school in Korea had a reputation that didn’t live up to its name. Fewer than a hundred minor Hunters were enrolled, and they weren’t even divided by age.

 

Classes were a chaotic mix, and since most students were already working Hunters, many teachers didn’t see the need to actually teach them. When I’d researched Daeheon School while planning this project, what I found was appalling.

 

“The Hunter school is a ‘school’ in name only. They barely teach academics, and they don’t properly train Hunters either. Combat-types dominate, while those with defensive or support abilities are often bullied.”

 

Most skilled Awakened were scouted by high-paying guilds, leaving behind low-ranked Awakened or even regular people as teachers.

 

Naturally, they couldn’t control rebellious Hunter students. As a result, a strict hierarchy—almost like a food chain—had formed within the school.

 

The room fell silent.

 

Just because they were born as Hunters, these children had been separated from normal life. And now, they couldn’t even experience a proper school life like everyone else.

 

“Even if they’re Hunters, they’re still kids. They need real teachers—people who can guide them and help them grow.”

 

“Where do you plan to build the school?” Choi Tae-hyuk asked.

 

I unfolded a map of Seoul I’d already prepared.

 

It was near our guild building—land I’d bought ahead of time, expecting property values to rise.

 

“Last night, I purchased all the land within a ten-kilometer radius of this building.”

 

Once I made up my mind, I acted fast. Anything that could be solved with money—I solved with money. Even though it was late at night, no one refused my offer when I told them I’d pay any price they wanted.

 

“Since there aren’t any kindergarteners yet, we’ll start with an elementary school—where Yun-seo will attend.”

 

When I displayed the school blueprint drawn by the same architect who designed our guild building, everyone gasped.

 

The design showed sleek, modern low-rise buildings, a large sports field, a swimming pool, a gymnasium, and willow trees scattered around—like a small, peaceful village.

 

“The curriculum will combine normal academics with Hunter-specific training.”

 

After staring at the blueprint for a while, An Bom finally spoke.

 

“When did you even have time to prepare all this?”

 

“They say to strike while the iron’s hot. The sooner, the better.”

 

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Talk about impatience.

 

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So Aether’s the type of god who pulls all-nighters, huh?

 

“This could help us recruit future Hunters, too,” Choi Tae-hyuk remarked.

 

“Exactly.” I nodded, satisfied.

 

On a small scale, it was for Ji Yun-seo. But on a larger scale, it was for our guild—no, for building the foundation to prevent destruction itself.

 

If we nurtured these kids from the very beginning—helped them grow strong in mind, body, and spirit—they’d become truly great heroes one day.

 

And the more heroes we raised, the greater our chances of preventing the coming catastrophe.