History's Strongest Manager Chapter 21

Translator’s Ramblings:

Well, it seems it was too soon for sponsoring. I kinda expected it but I had to try in the end.

I can’t refuse to release chapters at the moment. That would be like ‘killing the chicken for the eggs’.

So yes, two releases week. And, if the G.o.ds allow, three chapters might happen once in a while. I will be pulling out all the stops and keeping as few chapters in stock as possible since hogging them doesn’t bring me any advantage.

It seems that all my income will come from the Ads after all. Don’t worry I will not be changing anything to make more. We will stay as we are, which IMO is acceptable.

But I would like to ask a few things from you guys.

First, spread the word. The numbers of readers increase with every release but if you can spam comment of it on the forums that would be awesome.

Second, I will continue posting the teasers. Don’t be shy and read them too.

Third, about the ads themselves. They are as official as they can be, so just as safe. And their sorcery helps them match your tastes (Except for me who keeps getting Yaoi Manga Ads – and no, I don’t read them). All in all, clicking them is fair play.

Last, the donation b.u.t.ton will be staying in the sidebar. Any donation will ALWAYS be greatly appreciated. However, I won’t be bringing it up all the time.

The announcements caused some of the fearful people to broke out in curses while others would start shivering once again.

Jecheon was in state of panic, a defensive line was already encircling Jecheon’s downtown and was slowly shrinking and being readjusted. To prevent their escape outside the method the Hunter emergency team inside utilized was bringing down the monsters one at time.

The price was that strategy would certainly consume a lot of time.

Aran stared at the bunker’s cement floor with a blank face. Her mother and father died without even being able to scream, while she couldn’t do anything. Feeling sad and powerless tears flowed while she gritted her teeth.

People had fallen in a state of panic. ‘Here is dangerous’ or ‘We have to move to a different bunker’, there were people babbling about such things not far away. Aran was able to clearly see how unsightly people could be when their lives were at risk.

Suddenly there was fights, suddenly there was crying, suddenly there were groups.

-Dong, Dong, Dong

Suddenly, somebody knocked on the door.

“Please open it! Please open! Quick!”

An urgent voice was heard across the door. The survivor, who was hiding somewhere, rushed to the underground bunker urgently.

“Teacher! Teacher! Please open the door! Monsters are coming! Monsters!”

“Is that a survivor?”

“Quickly open the door!”

One female teacher ran to the door, but was stopped by someone.

“No! Do not open!”

“W-What are you saying vice-princ.i.p.al!”

“If you open the door monsters will come in together! Everyone here will die!”

“It will be okay if we open and close it quickly!”

Although the female teacher tried to argue, the vice-princ.i.p.al broke out in cold-sweat, persistently shaking his head.

“No! All the people here will be killed trying to save a single person. Think rationally teacher Kim!”

Aran could see the others’ expressions clearly. Everyone agreed more with the vice-princ.i.p.al’s words than with the female teacher’s. The female teacher as well had her expression turn stiff thinking about it.

“Please open! Please open it! Please… Please!!”

The young girl’s voice seemed frantic. However no one tried to approach the door. Although it seemed no monsters were present, it was unknown, and only one, if only one monster came in a ma.s.sacre was sure to follow.

These people though it was better to let someone die than to place their lives at risk opening the door for a moment. Teacher or student, all of them made a terrible decision, one they would never do otherwise, in this moment of life-or-death.

At that moment all them became unfamiliar to Aran.

Everyone avoided each other eyes, lowering theirs heads not uttering a word. At this moment they were all the same.

To Aran, rather than the monsters, these people were more disgusting.

She raised from her seat suddenly, running to the door, loosening the hinges and locks in a moment, completely throwing open the steel gate behind.

“W-What are you doing?”

“She is mad!”

She thought it would be better if a monster were to enter and kill these crazy people. In front, a female student filled with tears and snot threw herself through the door desperately, there was no monster on the bunker’s downward corridor.

“Y-You! You!”

The vice-princ.i.p.al, face growing red, failed to control his temper pointing at Aran. The female teacher appeared soon and embraced the female student who entered forgetting her cold decision.

“Ju Hui-Ya!”

“Waaaahhh!”

The person who came in wailed, the friends who recognized that child came running, in groups of two or one, and hugged her in a moment. Aran watched that sight first-hand from the bunker’s entrance forgetting to say anything. Whoever heard their voices would notice the feeling of sadness mixed with happiness, for having left her to die and for her to have successfully came in.

That two emotions were real. Aran slammed the gate shut. However, she stood outside the bunker. She didn’t want to remain in that closed s.p.a.ce which somehow seemed like a foreign world.

-Click!

Perhaps it was the vice-princ.i.p.al, the door was locked as soon as it closed. Monsters didn’t open doors with their hands, smashing them open instead. As such, locking the door would do no good. Aran felt that action was very strange. Only crying sounds could be heard from inside, there was no one who tried to stop Aran from suddenly rushing out nor was there calls to return.

Aran rushed up the staircase coming out the school. She had rather die than be in that sort of crazy place gripped with hopelessness.

Jecheon’s incident had yet to be quelled down when the day pa.s.sed, sunset was once again forming in the sky. No trace of monsters could be found on the playground. And, Aran could see an enormous black object in the sky approaching with incredible speed.

“Haa, Haa, Haa…”

She ran like crazy. Fleeing through the playground, while the fast approaching black object crashed his body against the school.

-Craaaash!

The school building was smashed in a moment, throwing up a cloud of dust. As a result, choosing to die become the choice who saved her life, not having being built so deeply, and with the school’s collapse, the bunker had caved in.

The giant Wyvern, the most powerful and the biggest monster inside the dungeon stirred, raising his body.

“Gyaaaaah!”

The monster released an ear-splitting cry shaking his body, that movement collapsing some far-away parts of the school. And Aran realized how feeble her conviction to die was.

This was an bone-chilling fear, because of it Aran’s thoughts of walking into that monster’s mouth crumbled apart. Aran ran out the school without aim. The school’s bunker collapsed, those who were inside had all being crushed to death.

Aran crazy action allowed her to live alone, escaping and running without clear goal. The soldiers would have stablished a defense line somewhere, and only by reaching it would one be able to survive. However, Aran wasn’t able to make that kind of the decision. Only running like crazy to escape from that giant monster.