184 Flesh of the Great One

The cleanup was completed quickly. Backup personnel waiting outside the museum hurriedly tended to the injured, and team-leader-level agents took charge of the others. The seriously injured were immediately loaded into ambulances and transported to the Bureau building.

Kim Iseo was the same. She had been acting fine up until now, but there was no way she could take a shotgun blast at close range and come out unscathed. Her burst hand and ragged severed stump were so mangled they were almost nauseating, and she needed immediate treatment.

“Still, I'm glad you can recover. I hope your hand is attached the next time I see you.”

Ian said to her as she lay there. Kim Iseo fiddled with her pink hair, sticky with blood, and let out a snort. Exhaustion was all over her face, impossible to hide.

“Thank you. I'll let you know about the extra compensation separately by text, so please wait for my message.”

“Right. I hope it doesn't take too long.”

“It should be handled within a week. More importantly, are you sure you don't need treatment separately, Mr. Shin Ian? I understand your internal injuries are fairly serious.”

Bwoom.

The ambulance Kim Iseo was riding in started up. Ian stared at the vibrating vehicle and took a step back.

“I'll be fine if I get treated separately. I don't plan on owing the Bureau a favor.”...