The Hero's Streaming Life with the Saintess-Chapter 25: Selling Monster Corpses @@@@@@@@@@

A donation message scratching at her pride rang out.

When I glanced at Lyla, she was already glaring at the screen.

“...”

[Goodbye lololol]

[Wanna get Falcon Punched by the Saintess too?]

In the end, she played for two more hours and cleared it.

Thankfully, she hadn’t been sent all the way back to the starting area.

“Hee~ it’s sweet...”

As if she hadn’t just been furious, she was happily munching on cake.

Yeah. As long as the present is happy, that’s enough...

[ThrowThatResignation has recharged 10,000 watts!]

– By the way, Hero-nim, did you get contacted about the year-end party?

“Oh, right. I actually got a call earlier.”

[Oh, you going too?]

[You going with the Saintess?]

[If I wait out front, can I witness the Saintess IRL?]

“Mm... I’m still thinking about it.”

Then the viewers started backseat-planning, asking if I was really gonna waste such good stream content.

“I get kind of awkward meeting new people...”

[?]

[Awkward meeting new people (broke a Hunter’s leg the first time they met)]

[This asshole acts like a total clown on stream tho]

“That’s because it’s the stream. I’m a shut-in warlord. Just like you guys.”

[??? the hell?]

[Bro just started beefing outta nowhere?]

[You son of a bitch]

Then Lyla, who had finished her dessert, came over with a beaming smile.

She slowly began reading the chat.

“Hmmm... a party?”

“Yeah. They called me, said to let you know too?”

“Was it that same manager we met last time?”

“Yeah.”

“Manager Han Shia called... the Hero? But not me? Why’d she only call you when we stream together? Why just you? Maybe... to you...”

“Lyla, remember last time we only gave them my number...? So they just didn’t have yours...”

Lyla’s eyes turned sharp.

Was she upset the call only came to me?

“A-anyway! If you’re going, I’m going too.”

“Year-end party, huh...”

Lyla looked deep in thought.

Then she smiled brightly and nodded.

“Let’s go together!”

I looked straight at the cam.

“Welp, that’s how it is now.”

[“That’s how it is now” LMAOOOO]

****

[BTW weren’t they gonna auction the monster corpse or whatever?]

[Yeah lmao time to farm some rice]

[That thing’s worth enough to buy a rice factory, not just rice]

“Oh, I totally forgot.”

I had stored the corpse inside the ring, so I’d completely forgotten about it.

[Are you fucking insane?]

[This dumbass fr]

[People probably been losing sleep waiting to buy that thing lol]

“I mean, seller’s choice. Don’t like it? Don’t buy.”

[True lol]

[Normally people would be begging to buy it, but after seeing China get their shit kicked in, they’re just sitting tight now lolol]

“Well, now that it’s come up, I’ll go post the announcement.”

I opened a browser and typed in the address.

[???]

[Bro’s posting the notice on the gallery again LOL]

[Using the gallery like it’s his personal cafe;;]

[I mean, he basically owns the gallery lol]

“Well, if anyone’s interested, they’ll find it.”

I thought about when to hold it, and what starting price to set.

The location would be the auction house officially run by the Association.

“This should be good enough.”

[Bro that is the laziest shit ever lmfao]

[lol is this a MapleStory quest or what]

[Wait what’s that last line???]

[ Author: zlFuckingStrongHero ]

[ Title: Selling Monster Corpse @@@@@@@@@@ ]

[ Content:

This Saturday, 3 PM.

Auction held by the Korea Hunter Association.

Auction will be livestreamed.

If you don’t want to appear on stream, arrangements can be made to hide your identity.

Nobody gives a shit who you are.

Just pay on the spot.

If you cause trouble or make a mess in Korea before the auction starts, you’ll be banned from bidding—no excuses.

“Alright, if y’all read it, go repost it everywhere!”

I ended the stream right there.

But even before the viewers could start clipping it, the journalists watching my stream were already cranking out articles.

At this point, I only needed to say a single word to spawn an entire wave of headlines.

[ Sale of Mount Baekdu Monster Corpse Abroad: Is It Okay? Public Outcry Over Loss of National Wealth ]

[ Crime Syndicates Allowed to Bid? Controversy Over Song Hun’s Anonymous Auction Announcement ]

[ Is the Monster Korean Too? “The Nation Should Protect It” vs “It’s Personal Property” ]

[ Historic Monster Corpse Auction: Will the Final Price Be Astronomical? ]

ㄴ But like, does Hero even care about money at this point?

ㄴ “Doesn’t care” my ass, that thing’s gonna go for a fortune

ㄴ Can’t he just go into a high-difficulty gate, decapitate a monster, and walk out again?

ㄴ Okay fair point

“Son, can your mother join the auction too?”

“You need another one?”

“Not exactly need it, but rare corpses are always good to have.”

“I don’t mind, but can you even win the bid, Mom?”

“Honestly, I’m just curious what my son and daughter look like when they’re working.”

She didn’t seriously plan to win the auction.

It didn’t matter if it was domestic or international—anyone who wanted to could join.

Even though Hanul Guild was one of the Big Five, competing with global capital wouldn’t be easy.

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“Wonder how many’ll show up...”

****

“Do we have to secure this monster’s corpse?”

“Yes, Boss.”

The massive man didn’t look remotely interested despite his secretary’s answer.

His gaze remained fixed on the man on the screen.

“This guy’s really that strong?”

“Yes. We’ve assessed that average S-ranks wouldn’t even be a match for him.”

“Good.”

The man’s lips ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ curled upward as he downed the whiskey on the table in one shot and stood up.

“I’ll go myself.”

At his words, the secretary actually looked shocked.

For a boss infamous for being glued to his chair to get up in person?

“Get everything ready. And get a big car. Korean cars are so damn cramped it’s uncomfortable.”

“Yes, I’ll take care of it immediately.”

“Ku-huh-huh! Finally, something fun for once!”

The man laughed heartily as he pulled a cigar from his pocket and lit it.

****

“So this is the guy who humiliated Yang Tenzin?”

“Yes, sir. That’s why upper management isn’t too happy right now.”

The man stroked his beard as he thought.

Technically, it wasn’t him who humiliated Yang Tenzin.

He had challenged the assistant Hunter to a duel like a coward—and got wrecked for it.

“Fucking idiot... Didn’t even win, and still managed to disgrace Chinese Hunters...”

According to his own informants, Yang Tenzin had gone into seclusion for unknown reasons.

He wasn’t taking any calls.

“...”

Even so, a part of him felt relieved.

He’d always been annoyed at how Yang acted all high and mighty just because they were both S-rank.

“Get ready. We’re departing immediately.”

He rose from the sofa and threw on his dragon-embroidered robe before heading out.

****

“Hmmm... So this is the man?”

“Yes, Priestess. China is currently in turmoil because of him.”

“As expected. He’s someone they simply can’t control.”

The woman, referred to as the Priestess, stared at the footage with an intrigued expression.

Even though the battle had already been decided, he had gone so far as to brutally break a leg. No mercy.

“Yang Tenzin... serves him right. I never liked how he kept sniffing around, acting like he was all that.”

“Priestess, we are in dire need of that monster’s corpse.

It’s rare for such a powerful fire-attribute creature to appear at an auction.”

For a family that had dealt with traditional sorcery for generations, this monster was a necessity.

And being a family that pulled the strings of the nation from the shadows, they had no shortage of funds.

“Alright. It’s been a while since I visited Korea anyway. Let’s head out now.”

****

[Looks like this auction’s actually a big deal.]

[Yeah, I saw the airport pics—some dangerous folks showed up.]

[But like, if even one of them causes trouble, isn’t that a disaster?]

“Oh, don’t worry about that. If anyone causes trouble, they get banned from the auction.”

I’d already made that rule clear—and if anyone still decided to pull something, I was planning to deal with it myself.

Honestly, I wanted someone to stir shit.

So I could make an example out of them with a nice, clean warning.

[But why’re you going with just the Saintess?]

“What about it?”

[Where’s the Hanul Guild Master and Vice Master?]

[They not joining the auction?]

“Well, I’m technically the host, so we decided to head out separately.”

That’s why I was even wearing a suit today—something I never do.

Next to me, Lyla was dressed in a gorgeous gown.

Maybe that’s why I couldn’t stop glancing at her.

[Watch your eyes or I’ll gouge ‘em out]

[Bro is actually ogling her like a creep]

[Honestly understandable, how could you not look when that beauty’s next to you lmao. He ain’t a eunuch.]

Lyla must’ve seen chat too, because she leaned in with a wide grin.

“Fufu, am I so pretty you can’t even look away?”

“...Let’s just go.”

My ride, now basically my baby—Porsche Cayenne.

I fired up the engine and headed to the auction house run by the Association.

When we arrived, the Association Chairman was already there in formal wear, waiting.

“Chairman, any trouble with these folks so far?”

“No, thankfully. They’ve all entered quietly, spent time at their hotels or sightseeing.”

“Tch, boring...”

“P-pardon?”

“Nothing. Everyone’s probably waiting, so let’s head in.”

At the Chairman’s lead, the massive doors opened, and we stepped inside.

Everyone’s eyes immediately locked on us.