Finally, Nari, who was wondering if Nan would finally take care of himself a bit, looked at Nan.

With a truly awkward expression, he lowered his head firmly.

“I apologize for asking a lady to get in my car on such a late night. I didn’t mean anything. Considering my authority and age, I should have been more careful…!”

“Oh, no, it’s fine.”

Since the beginning, Nari, who is the top-ranked hunter in Wolrang, has long been free from the fear of such direct physical attacks.

If someone tries to harm her, she can either open a dimensional gap to escape or perform mental manipulation to stop them.

However, Nari, realizing that ordinary women would certainly not just follow along in such situations, just now thought, “Ah, I made a mistake.”

Nan bowed deeply.

“No!! I completely understand that it’s not okay! So, it’s okay to get off here!”

“I don’t even know where this is, and it’s nighttime?! It’s more dangerous to get off here, right?”

Upon hearing that, Nan looked around, then made a realization expression. He touched his chin. Nari sighed deeply.

“It’s okay, just go…”

Nari, thinking that she had unnecessarily drained energy, stopped Nan, who was tearing at his hair.

How on earth did Mom build a connection with such a person?

To change the atmosphere, Nari spoke.

“…Hey, about the prison… why did you go there?”
Thinking that he went because he used to be a former gangster, I searched the internet and it seemed there was a background story.

Honestly, I also had a desire not to be associated with criminals.

If the reason he went to prison was due to being involved in a crime, whether he was someone Mom knew or not, I didn’t want to be associated with him anymore.

After Mom’s death, Nari lived a life bound by strict morals.

After creating a fake identity, she could easily engage in activities such as forging public documents like resident registration or using sorcery to manipulate people and make money.

However, even then, she only engaged in minimal criminal activities like forging a ‘Hunter Registration Card’ or using simple sorcery to conceal her identity, solely because of her sense of morality.

Even if no one knew her, she never wanted to engage in actions that could be caught by someone, and she never wanted to get close to those who committed crimes.

It always felt like Mom’s label was attached to her actions.

Therefore, no matter what she did, it seemed like a more stringent moral standard was being pushed onto her than others.

That’s why the aversion to this man Mom appointed as the don was not simply a caution against a stranger.

But if there was some story behind it…

“Well, I went because I did something wrong.”

“Exactly what wrong thing did you do?”
“Hiding the gate and using attack skills without acquiring a hunter license. Selling related items without reporting them.”

Gate concealment and unreported item sales.

Nari raised her eyebrows, clearly intentional actions that hinted at the possibility of smuggling or tax evasion, perhaps even considered a serious crime. Moreover, if done systematically, it was indeed worthy of being called an organized crime.

Originally, Nari was also afraid of being traced, so she couldn’t sell high-grade items, could she?

“Isn’t that really, a significant crime?”

“Nari, have you ever heard the story? During the Joseon Dynasty, due to the habit of writing official documents in Chinese characters, the people who couldn’t understand became criminals.”

Nari nodded her head. Nan-i wore an expression as if stating the obvious and looked out the car window.

The small scars in his hands reminded her of that time.

“Recovery here was slower than in Seoul. Naturally, the news also reached here late. So, I couldn’t do it. That’s all.”

“If that’s the reason, can’t you take it into consideration?”

“At that time, the giant guilds destroyed the ecosystem of awakened beings in Busan, trying to monopolize this gate for themselves. When that didn’t work, I reported it to the higher-ups using force. There were probably some lobbying going on among them. That’s why I ended up carrying the blame with a prison sentence. It was better for me to go in alone than with others.”
With those words, Nani looked outside the car window.

In the small village, even though it was late at night, there were people, perhaps grandparents or residents, wandering around.

“…My mother said that lifting a spear to greet and protect is different from lifting it to attack. And those who lifted the spear with me have become Magos and are now protecting this place.”

Following his silent words, Nari observed the peaceful village.

Magye-seung. It was a class held by someone who had done something worthy of dismissal from the monk position, similar to the Punishment Priests.

“…You haven’t committed a major crime?”

“Yes, it ended at that level because your mother stopped in the middle.”

Nari leaned back deeply into the chair.

It was an era where strength was everything. Although she couldn’t speculate on the situation at that time, she understood the sentiment.