Round 65

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[Remaining mana: 4/10]

I ended up using another magic stone.

I needed to know exactly how much mana it took to charge, so I bore the expense this time. As a result, I offered a 5th-grade magic stone to the altar. 

A 5th-grade magic stone costs at least 30 million won. 

In other words, I fed 30 million won to the altar. 

‘The Dungeon of Gluttony is worth much more, but still, this…’ 

I had misunderstood. 

I thought I was charging 1 mana for 4 million won, but that wasn’t the case. There must have been some residual mana that wasn’t showing up in the numbers. 

Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense for the 5th-grade magic stone to only increase it by 3. 

“How much does it consume, really?” 

Ara, startled, glanced at me. 

I quickly apologized to the surprised Ara. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, Ara. I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking to this altar. Don’t worry, Ara. It’s good for you to eat a lot.” 

“Uh, okay!”

Leaving the slightly unsure Ara, I looked at the last remaining magic stone. 

A brilliantly shining navy blue magic stone. 

A 6th-grade magic stone worth at least 200 million won. 

‘How much money do I have left…?’

I had spent most of my money buying the dungeon, but I still had a bit left. 

But am I in such a hurry that I need to use all of it now? 

“Let’s be satisfied with this for now.” 

It was a bit disappointing not to reach 10, but getting to 4 should be enough to enter. 

After some contemplation, I contacted the guild again, just in case, to hold onto another 6th-grade magic stone. 

– Understood. Please contact us again at your convenience.

At the same time, I paid for the magic stone I used.

Now that everything was done, all that remained was to enter the dungeon.

“Thanks for waiting, everyone.” 

The kids, who had been ready for a while, were all looking at me. 

“Let’s go!” 

Ara shouted, holding up her mysterious hoe. I nodded, carrying the ordinary hoe I had used so far. 

“Let’s go!” 

This trip’s main goals were to clear land for farming and to dig up the mushrooms Gomgom mentioned. 

When we arrived at the dungeon entrance, the ring had turned again. 

[Remaining mana: 4/10]

And still, the ominous message appeared as we entered the Dungeon of Gluttony.

“Wow, this is amazing.” 

I had thought of it as a money-eating pig, but seeing this scenery again made those thoughts disappear. This is something I can’t give up, no matter the cost. 

But this time, we weren’t just here for fun, so I quickly made a plan.

‘I already scouted the land to be cleared.’

I had spent about a week in the Dungeon of Gluttony. During that time, I had naturally scouted out some land for farming. 

It wasn’t far from the entrance but was in an optimal location. 

There was a good spot about 10 minutes away. It wasn’t perfect, but it was good enough. 

– Kkuwoong!

“It’s finally time for me to shine! That’s what Gomgom is saying.” 

“Hmm, let’s stick together for now, Gomgom. I’m curious to see how you harvest mushrooms.” 

Gomgom’s home was here anyway. 

I wasn’t worried about us splitting up, but I was curious about Gomgom’s harvesting methods and tricks.

“Wow! Let’s do it together!” 

– Kkuang?

I lifted the bewildered Gomgom and the excited Ara onto my shoulders. The slimes followed me in a line.

As we walked for about 10 minutes, chatting (though I couldn’t understand the conversation), I looked around.

Trickling-

A stream flowed. 

Following the stream with my eyes, I saw the direction of the lake where Young-seong and Si-young had camped. 

We walked in the opposite direction of the lake, seeing the stream’s current grow stronger and deeper.

“Here we are.”

“Wow! Is this the place?”

A wide basin spread out before us. 

Surrounded by mountains in the back and a river in the front. A perfect feng shui spot. 

The sunlight was good, as if it was urging us to farm here.

‘It would have been better if it were a bit closer.’

One regrettable aspect was that the entrance was a 10-minute walk away. While it wasn’t too far, 10 minutes was slightly inconvenient.

“Think of it as a stroll.”

“A stroll! A stroll! Candies! Candies!”

Ignoring Ara’s incomprehensible stream of consciousness, I decided to roughly plan out the area. First, I used an app on my phone to measure the length.

“It’s nice that the length is measured as I walk.”

Like a pedometer, it automatically measured the length as I walked.

“…It’s really wide.”

“Kya-ha-ha!”

-Kraang! Kraang!

While I was estimating, the kids were running around. Actually, it was Ara running with Gomgom waddling behind her. The slimes followed aimlessly; I had no idea what they were thinking.

“Let’s start small and expand gradually.”

There was no need to clear a vast area right from the start. I would clear just enough land and expand as needed.

Through measurement, I decided to clear about 1,000 pyeong (approx. 3,300 square meters) of land. When I marked off roughly 1,000 pyeong, it looked tiny compared to the vast expanse.

“Wow, my entire dungeon is 1,000 pyeong, so it felt spacious, but here it looks really small.”

“Are we going to plow all this?”

“Yeah. Do you see the marked area? That’s going to be our field.”

“Woohoo! Let’s plow it all!”

Ara, you need to use subjects; saying it like that is scary.

Ara, shouting a battle cry, raised her hoe. Then she started plowing the ground along the lines I had marked.

Brrr!

An amazing scene unfolded as Ara’s unique-grade item and her physical ability, almost equivalent to a Level 4 Awakened, combined.

“Wow…”

The land started turning over rapidly. In the blink of an eye, about 100 pyeong of land was plowed.

-Kraang! Kraang!

Gomgom came wobbling over and grabbed my pants leg. I picked up Gomgom and continued watching.

Pow-pow!

It seemed like if you stood next to Ara, you’d get plowed along with the ground. The slimes had already moved outside the lines I had drawn, watching curiously.

Before long, Ara spread her arms wide.

“It’s done!”

“Wow!”

That quickly?

It took about 10 minutes, but in that short time, she plowed 1,000 pyeong of land.

‘If that’s the case…’

I checked the seeds I had brought.

Then I made a decision.

“Let’s make a field here and a paddy field by the river!”

“A paddy field? What’s that?”

“It’s like a field but always submerged in water.”

“Oooh! Like a swimming pool!”

With Ara’s excited help, I estimated the area for the paddy field. I then checked the rice seedbeds I had.

Thud-

Bokkeum started taking out the seedbeds. Each seedbed could plant 10 pyeong, so I bought exactly 100 seedbeds. However, despite Bokkeum being level 3, he could only bring about 50.

‘I’ll need to bring more next time.’

First, I needed to make the paddy field.

Like with the field, I marked out the area. Even though I only brought 50 seedbeds, I prepared the full 1,000 pyeong.

“Should I plow it?”

“Yes, plow it. After plowing, we need to dig deep to hold water.”

“Oooh! A swimming pool!”

While Ara was plowing again, I took the slimes to the river. I planned to use the slimes to fetch water for the paddy field.

“How versatile!”

The slimes could naturally absorb a lot of water. I thought that the fluid they released after absorbing water might be what helped plants grow well.

After telling the slimes to play by the river, I went over to Ara. Gomgom was busily shoveling dirt in the area Ara had already plowed.

“He’s helping without even being asked.”

“He said he’s making a swimming pool!”

Hearing my words, Ara shouted from afar. So Ara must have told him to do it.

I started digging the ground with a shovel I had brought. The depth was roughly 50 cm.

“It’s tougher than I thought.”

I wasn’t lacking in stamina, but no matter how much I shoveled, there was no end to it.

Ara finished plowing and joined me in piling the dirt around the perimeter. After about an hour, the three of us had created a 100-pyeong paddy field.

“Wow, it took longer than I thought.”

“Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet!”

“Where did you learn that saying?”

It was time for lunch when I checked the time.

I had taken out all the supplies before Bokkeum absorbed water, and I rummaged through them to prepare a meal.

‘Hehe. I had Jae-seong take care of everything in advance.’

Before showing off our skills at Ara Hongryeon, I had Jae-seong prepare all the food for me and the kids.

So, we had cucumber salad and pickled cucumbers.

Jae-seong, claiming they were easy to make, had shown me the recipes and made them in five minutes.

“Oooh! It’s time to eat!”

Ara did a little dance. Cute.

Next were potato pancakes and carrot fritters.

These were also pre-made.

Although pancakes and fritters are best eaten hot, which was a bit disappointing, only Jae-seong could make the thinly sliced carrot fritters.

“And the grand finale, curry.”

No meal would be complete without curry.

Among the main dishes that could be made with our current ingredients, nothing could beat curry.

Since Jae-seong had already cooked the curry, all I had to do was heat it up with rice.

Sizzle!

I lit a fire and placed the pot of curry on it.

I heated up the pre-cooked rice and went over to the kids, who were already eating enthusiastically.

Crunch!

“Oooh!! This is delicious! Delicious!”

Watching Ara exclaim as she ate the pickled cucumber, I took a bite myself.

Crunch-crunch!

“Mmm!”

The tangy taste made my mouth water.

At the same time, the fresh taste of the cucumber made me hungrier even as I ate.

“Now for the cucumber salad.”

“I’m eating too!”

Crunch! Crunch!

Oh, this is really…

Spicy, sweet, and salty! A taste no Korean could dislike!

If I had to choose, I’d vote for the cucumber salad. However, for those who can’t handle spice, the pickled cucumbers were an excellent appetizer.

“I can’t stand it. I’m starving!”

The others were also eating the cucumber dishes ravenously, but I was more excited for the potato pancakes and carrot fritters.

I stopped eating the cucumber salad and picked up the frying pan.

Just a little warming up!

I took out the pre-cooked rice and placed the frying pan on the fire. Then I started reheating the potato pancakes Jae-seong had made.

“He made quite a lot.”

Knowing the kids’ appetites, Jae-seong had made plenty. Even so, it was enough to be eaten up in a day, but I was grateful for the effort he put in.

“Sniff sniff! It smells so good! It’s delicious!”

Ara, with her sharp nose, ran over at the smell of the potato pancakes. I handed her a freshly heated pancake.

“Aah~!”

“Aah~!”

As I mimed opening my mouth to eat, Ara eagerly opened her mouth and took a bite of the pancake.

Then, clutching her tiny fists, she exclaimed.

“It’s delicious!”

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Strike 161

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What is the new story?

The new story is the exclusive domain of those who accomplish what others cannot and lead the story splendidly. They can obtain greater rewards, but they must overcome more difficult trials. Hyun-soo has triumphed over numerous new stories and recently cleared a story designed for him. That story was a level higher than the new story, but it was also more difficult. Then, a notification arrived:

[Another story begins.]  

[This story will offer much greater rewards than the new one.]

And you could sense this new story through Arte’s actions. Like crossing mountains, it was a series of linked quests that spanned multiple peaks. Arte’s story began:

“I have been in the Sage’s Tower within the Beres Mountain Range for 300 years,” everyone knew this fact. “But there’s one secret others don’t know: I am trapped here.”

“Trapped?”

“By the demon of blood, Graut.”

Arte’s world is vast, with demons living in the demon realm. “He trapped me here.”

A sorrowful look appeared in Arte’s eyes. “Three hundred years ago, I was magnificent. Emperors, saints, popes, and legends all wanted to meet me. One day, a man came to see me.”

“That was Graut.”

Arte nodded. “He came in the guise of an ordinary human and challenged me to a contest of knowledge.”

Arte gave a bitter smile. “He was extraordinary, knowing things beyond the world. But he was no match for me, and then he revealed his true form.”

Recalling that moment made him shiver. “I knew demons sometimes come down in human form. He told me, ‘You, who surpasses my knowledge, must be punished.'”

Hyun-soo looked at Arte with a sorrowful gaze. The stories of demons toying with humans for amusement included Arte. “He is known as the demon of knowledge. He was jealous of me. Whether I won or lost, he would have trapped me. Thus, I was confined to this Beres Mountain Range.”

Hyun-soo asked the pressing question, “What happens if you leave?”

“Beres Mountain Range is home to many monsters. The moment I step out, they will all attack me.”

Hyun-soo realized it was not an easy task. ‘All the monsters here will attack Arte…’

And he shuddered. Three hundred years. ‘He has been trapped here for all that time, unable to go out…?’ It was horrifying just to imagine. And he felt disgusted by the demons who toyed with humans for their amusement.

“Do you know about the beautiful bird?”

Arte’s voice trembled. “People loved the beautiful bird. One day, they wanted to see it up close, so they captured it and put it in a cage.”

“…..”

“Unaware that it was suffering greatly from being unable to fly, they said, ‘What a beautiful bird,’ ‘It makes me happy to see it.'”

Yes, Arte was like that bird in the cage. “And I, too, had family, though it was only my mother, and I know she has passed away.”

Hyun-soo suddenly thought of his father. He empathized with the sadness of wanting to meet but being unable to. “Will you help me escape from this cage?”  

[Linked Quest: The Cage]  

Grade: S  

Restriction: Must have received Arte’s proposal  

Reward: Skill creation for you  

Failure Penalty: Arte’s death  

Description: Arte has been trapped in the Sage’s Tower for 300 years. If you help him gain his freedom, you will be rewarded according to his abilities.

The quest was rated S. The prospect of skill creation just for Hyun-soo was extremely enticing. ‘A skill just for me…’

“I will do my best.”

“Thank you. Now, let’s find a way to leave this tower together…”

At that moment, a window opened by itself, and a black arrow shot through, hitting Arte. The arrow didn’t pierce or stick into him but instead seeped directly into his body.

[Arrow of Agony]  

[No physical damage is inflicted.]  

[However, intense pain persists.]

Arte screamed in agony. “Aargh! Ughhh! Aaaah!”

Hyun-soo was shocked and couldn’t hide his confusion. “Aaaah! Ughhh!”

Then, a voice, not human, was heard.

***

The demon of blood, Graut. He is also known as the demon of knowledge. Long ago, Graut appeared in the world in human form and heard stories about a man who knew everything. The fact that such a title was given to a mere human infuriated Graut. He immediately sought out that human and challenged him to a contest. The result was a complete defeat for Graut. 

Jealous and envious, Graut trapped Arte, a human with knowledge surpassing his own, and decided to toy with him for eternity. The reason? Pure amusement. It was the price for a mere human, like a worm, being superior to him. Graut would keep him in a cage and torment him for life.

Graut was a cruel demon. He knew Arte would hold onto hope—the hope of eventually leaving the cage. In reality, Graut’s confinement of Arte was not perfect. The demon’s descent to the human world came with significant penalties and loss of power. Arte, with his sage’s mind, figured this out. He realized that once he escaped the Beres Mountain Range, Graut would no longer be able to keep him imprisoned.

But that didn’t matter to Graut. The hope Arte clung to—that was what he enjoyed crushing. Whenever Arte tried to leave, Graut would reach into the cage and torment him. Each time, the bird flailed, and Graut laughed.

“Blasphemy. Arte, I thought of you and made you the most noble and beautiful being in the world.”

It was Grout who built the Tower of the Sage.

“Think in your pain, that nobility isn’t as bad as you thought…”

Then.

“…Take this arrow.”

Grout heard a voice coming from within the tower.

‘Oh?’

Watching them, Grout realized that Arte had recruited just a blacksmith to escape. He also understood why Arte chose him. Even if he asked the legends, feeling the threat to their lives, they wouldn’t dare to fight the demon. But this foreign man could revive even if he died, so he was the only hope Arte could rely on.

Grout became intrigued. 

Two horns. 

A handsome man with dark skin that was infinitely beautiful. His eyes were sharply upturned and slanted. His sharp nose and smooth jawline were awe-inspiring.

The demon was strong. Because of that, he possessed a unique leisureliness.

Grout crossed his arms and laughed.

“An arrow shot by a blacksmith? How ridiculous. Is this human bravado?”

Humans were amusing. Driven by emotions, they couldn’t see even an inch ahead properly.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Grout laughed.

***

[The appearance of Grout, the Blood Demon!]

[Grout, the Blood Demon Lv. 401]

[A demon cannot descend to the earth in its complete form.]

[Grout, the Blood Demon, is weakened by more than 50% and is in a fragmented state.]

[In his fragmented state, Grout only possesses half of his usual total HP.]

Arte couldn’t collect his thoughts due to the excruciating pain. At that moment, Hyun-soo picked him up and walked towards the wall. Even in that pain, Arte felt deeply ashamed of his appearance.

“There have been… khh, times like this. That guy always punished me when I tried to escape.”

Hyun-soo said nothing. He slowly set Arte down against the wall to lean on it. Then, with dry lips, he spoke for the first time.

“…It’s happened many times, then.”

“Yes, so don’t worry too much. I knew Grout was watching me, but I didn’t expect it to be this severe.”

Sweating and gradually getting used to the pain, Arte smiled.

“What is the way to stop the pain?”

“…Descending to the earth also burdens him. He descended through the fragments he scattered. If you destroy those fragments, you can stop it.”

Arte knew. Even if they were just fragments, even if he was weakened, Grout was still immensely strong.

“You should go back. Don’t get caught in the demon’s eyes.”

At this moment, Arte worried about Hyun-soo.

“Let’s pretend our conversation never happened.”

[Linked Quest: Arte’s Cage will end by Arte’s decision.]

[If Arte gives up, no penalties will occur.]

“Ha, don’t worry about me. I’ve gotten used to it over 300 years.”

Arte tried to smile as brightly as possible. The time he spent with him was short.

“When you get stronger, come back then.”

He patted Hyun-soo on the shoulder.

“I’m perfectly fine.”

At that moment, Arte met Hyun-soo’s eyes.

Those dark eyes that seemed to pull him in.

A bitter smile drawn on his lips.

“Are you really okay?”

“…….”

Arte could no longer hold back his emotions.

He let out the feelings that had been welling up inside him.

“Khrr, how could I be okay…!”

It had been a staggering 300 years. During that time, Arte had been trapped in this tower. 

He had longed for the outside world, looking out the window dozens of times a day.

“…I believe in you, Arte. You will create the best skill for me.”

Hyun-soo gave a small smile.

With his back to Arte, Hyun-soo walked towards the window. In a calm, settled voice, he said,

“…Take this arrow.”

Anti-activation triggered around Hyun-soo. The probability of crafting two artifacts became possible.

“What, what do you mean… are you planning to take down that demon now…?”

Arte could see it. 

Minerals and tree trunks surged up.

Hyun-soo grasped a bow formed from one of the tree trunks.

[Chumong’s Composite Bow]

Hyun-soo raised his right arm and donned the completed gauntlet.

Click-

[Gauntlet of Strength]

A Divine emergency creation. 

The surging tree trunks and the leftover supreme-grade orichalcum. 

They combined to form a single arrow.

This arrow was inspired by the Supreme Sword.

Depending on the sword’s rampant probability, the damage for 15 seconds was determined.

It increased attack power by a minimum of 200% and a maximum of 600%.

A short arrow crafted with that inspiration.

[Effect application rate is 86%.]

[It is of Epic grade.]

[You were more immersed than anyone while crafting this arrow.]

[You empathized with Arte’s sorrow and anger, with everything.]

[The spirit of the blacksmith is triggered.]

[It is upgraded to Unique grade.]

[The rampaging short arrow takes a step further.]

Arte could not fathom the power he felt from Hyun-soo.

He placed the short arrow on the bowstring.

[Ultimate Arrow is applied.]

[The damage of one arrow is increased by 360%. It can be stacked.]

The mystery of Chumong’s Composite Bow.

[Strength increases by 121.]

[As strength increases, penetration power by 32%, physical attack power by 15%, and skill damage by 22% increase.]

The mystery of the Gauntlet of Strength.

[Rampaging Arrow]

[The sword’s basic attack power increases by 401% with a 2% probability.]

[It lasts for 15 seconds.]

The seventh legend’s mystery.

Arte gazed at him in a daze.

Hyun-soo, in his brown coat, drew the bowstring with all his might after setting the short arrow.

Arte heard a sound.

Creeeak-

It was the sound of someone opening the door of the closed cage.

The one who opened the cage spoke in a soft voice.

“Let’s go.”

The moment he released the bowstring,

[It is the most perfect Trinity.]

[An additional 10% attack power is imbued.]

[It will be the strongest single arrow in history.]

[The title of the creator of the strongest single arrow is generated.]

Finally, the single arrow was shot.

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Act 112

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“Are you sure it’s okay to release him?”

As soon as we left the cabin, Pintel, who was following me, voiced his concern. 

I glanced at his face and saw worry etched on it.

“It’s fine. He’s already mentally defeated.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes.”

I nodded. 

Korund’s face, as seen through <Color of Negation>, was filled with the color of ‘fear.’

“But, I’m still concerned.”

“About what?”

“Whether Korund will actually follow Sir Julian’s words properly.”

Before releasing Korund, I had made a request of him, albeit more of a demand.

To meet with Aiden again and propose cooperation.

“Aiden might not show up at the agreed location.”

It’s a valid concern. 

After all, Korund had previously rejected Aiden’s offer.

“It doesn’t matter even if he doesn’t.”

“…Weren’t you planning to use Korund as bait to draw Aiden out?”

Despite his appearance, Pintel seemed to have a deeper understanding of my intentions. 

However, he hadn’t grasped the hidden layer of my plan.

‘It does feel like I’m still working on something that’s already finished.’

Regardless, it wasn’t part of the plan for Pintel to act on my behalf.

‘Especially not to the extent of beating and subduing a fellow bishop.’

I never imagined it would come to this.

“He might have lied to overcome the immediate threat.”

“Isn’t that why you’re here, Sir Pintel?”

I looked steadily at Pintel’s face. 

His ‘squinting eyes’ reflected in his pupils made him seem like a schemer, but that wasn’t the reality.

‘Just stay put, will you!’

This was simply to prevent Pintel from acting like a wild horse off its leash.

“I’ll assign you to monitor Korund. If he does anything strange…”

“I understand, Sir Julian.”

Before I could finish speaking, Pintel nodded with a determined expression. 

It was a firm, resolute nod as if he had made some decision, but I anticipated nothing significant would happen. 

Korund’s will had been thoroughly broken, so there should be no reason for Pintel to take action.

Probably.

***

“Lady Aileen’s paper has been rejected.”

“Again!?”

Aileen unintentionally shouted in response to the servant’s words. 

When the reporting servant flinched slightly, Aileen cleared her throat and dismissed her. 

“Sigh… Seriously.”

Left alone in the room, Aileen sighed deeply. 

She had lost count of how many times her paper had been rejected. 

“Aiden de Donassien.”

In the quiet room, Aileen muttered to herself, looking at the ‘Donassien family’ crest hanging on the wall.

“I understand the previous paper being rejected, but not this time!”

She was well aware that the head of the Donassien family harbored a strong aversion to research on the Resonance Stone and played a significant role in rejecting her papers.

“When a specific mana pattern is transmitted through the Resonance Stone, ‘mana traces’ remain in the fiber! Isn’t this a significant achievement?”

Looking at the family’s crest, Aileen mumbled her complaints.

“Or is it that half-bloods like me shouldn’t even conduct proper research?”

Feeling the intensity of her complaints, she took a deep breath to calm herself.

“Huh?”

What caught her eye was one of the scattered documents.

“A demon extermination order in the slums?”

Thinking back, she had heard about it. 

There were rumors of demons appearing in the slums, and the royal family had sent someone to deal with it.

The one who handled the matter at the royal family’s command was someone Aileen knew well.

“Julian Crypart Frason.”

His signature, stamped alongside the royal seal, was enough to catch Aileen’s attention.

Moreover, the signature, scribbled in haste, was unusually neat, contrary to his usual behavior, which made her chuckle.

“Still, demons in the slums… Though the slums have poor security compared to the capital, it’s strange to think it’s bad enough for demons to appear.”

Thinking it over, Aileen frowned slightly.

“Could it be artificially created?”

Given her recent research on the Resonance Stone, she could approach such a hypothesis.

The energy source within the Resonance Stone is ‘magia,’ and if it parasitizes a living being, it could turn into a ‘demon.’

“It’s possible. But for that to happen, someone other than the royal family must have the Resonance Stone.”

Furthermore,

“Human experimentation…”

Upon closer inspection, it explicitly mentioned ‘humanoid demons.’

It wasn’t certain, but someone had conducted ‘demonification experiments’ on humans.

“It’s not good to get caught up in hypotheses.”

Of course, this was merely an assumption.

It could be a dangerous statement.

Knowing something is a process of gaining insight, but it can also create enemies.

‘If human experimentation was indeed conducted, it means there exists a wizard who carried out such experiments.’

“So, the only way to avoid getting caught up is to confirm it with my own eyes.”

Aileen immediately stood up and put on her coat.

“Where are you going, Lady Aileen?”

“I have some business to attend to. I’ll be back late today, so you all can leave early.”

After instructing her servants, she set off.

To the slums where the demon sightings had been reported.

***

Aileen arrived in the slum area where the ‘demon sighting incident’ had occurred.

Even though the location was clearly marked, she had wandered a bit, so sweat beaded on her forehead.

“Sigh… Why did they build this place so haphazardly!”

She muttered in a slightly annoyed tone, then raised her gaze to inspect the dilapidated house.

The place where the ‘demon sighting incident’ had occurred, as noted in the documents.

Had it happened in the capital, it would have been cleaned up, but here, the site remained as it was when the incident occurred.

“Excuse me.”

After knocking on the door a few times, Aileen stepped inside.

A musty smell assaulted her nose, causing discomfort, but she entered without hesitation.

“What a mess…”

The inside of the building was a complete wreck.

The creaking wooden floorboards greeted her, followed by enormous claw marks decorating the walls as if someone had deliberately scratched them all over.

“This is a demon’s trace? Next…”

A sharp sword mark, so precise that it was clear who made it, caught her attention.

It was likely a sword strike from Julian.

“Of course, there’s no demon corpse.”

Aileen ran her hand over the darkened ground, faintly realizing that a demon had died here.

“Well, it’s already over, so there’s nothing more to gain now…”

As she continued speaking, Aileen felt a chilling energy spreading around the darkened ground.

‘This is…’

It was definitely the Resonance Stone.

Having conducted numerous studies, she could clearly recognize the peculiar energy emanating from the Resonance Stone.

Standing up, she quickly began to trace the presence of the Resonance Stone.

The existence of a Resonance Stone meant that, in the worst case, she might encounter a Tri-horn Demon, but Aileen felt confident.

‘I brought my combat memorizes and gems.’

She was prepared for the worst-case scenario.

“This place…”

Following the trail of the Resonance Stone, she arrived at a hole connected to the underground waterway of the slums.

It was part of the infrastructure built under the royal decree to accommodate the slums, but it had been abandoned following Emperor Adraton’s change of heart.

“Considering the years of neglect, it should be filthy.”

Surprisingly, the entrance to the underground waterway wasn’t dirty.

Of course, compared to the capital, it was still unclean, but it wasn’t as filthy as she had expected.

“Most of all…”

The musty smell that covered the slums was absent here.

It seemed that people who didn’t fit the typical slum profile had been coming and going frequently.

Resolute, Aileen slowly stepped inside the underground waterway.

The first thing to greet her was a barely recognizable, damaged royal seal.

Although complex emotions arose within her, she didn’t let them bother her and started to move forward.

“Ugh…”

Soon, as the presence of the Resonance Stone grew stronger, she found herself facing three branching paths.

Following the Resonance Stone’s presence alone wouldn’t suffice, as the surrounding energy interfered with her senses.

Given the situation, there was no other choice.

“I guess I have no choice but to use magic to find the way.”

Muttering to herself, she took out a wand adorned with a gem from her pocket.

The gem, tinged with a faint green glow, began to absorb Aileen’s mana and slowly started to shine.

After casting a spell, she pointed the wand towards the left path.

“Come out, won’t you?”

Aileen spoke in a cold, calm voice.

As she continued to follow the trace of the Resonance Stone, Aileen suddenly realized something.

Someone imbued with the energy of the Resonance Stone was watching her from the left path of the three-way junction.

“If you don’t come out, you’ll regret it. It’s hard to control magic in such a confined space.”

Aileen’s words were filled with strong confidence and hostility.

This was because she believed that the presence she felt ahead was the one behind the ‘demon incident’ in the slums.

“I’ll count to three.”

As she said this, intense mana began to swirl around her wand.

If her opponent was someone whose abilities couldn’t be gauged, she could easily capture them even if they tried to escape.

“One… …Huh?”

When the ambusher revealed himself, Aileen’s emotions surged.

The one who appeared was the legendary figure known as the ‘Black Knight,’ who had previously visited her mansion.

“If you don’t want to die, withdraw your mana.”

The dark voice echoed majestically, like staring into a bottomless well.

Almost entranced, Aileen began to release the mana gathered in her wand as she listened to the ‘Black Knight’s’ words.

Whoosh!

In that instant, the ‘Black Knight’ pushed off the ground and charged at her.

‘So fast!’

Marveling inwardly, Aileen attempted to cast her spell again, focusing mana into her wand.

As the refined mana began to flow from her wand, it started to form a wall of metal.

However, just before it was completed, something sharp flew in, disrupting the formation of her magic.

‘What, what!? Did he send a sword strike!?’

She had heard of knights using aura like magic, but not of those who could launch ‘sword strikes’ imbued with mana.

While she was in shock, the distance between them closed rapidly.

The metal wall crumbled, and the ‘Black Knight’ was already close enough to strike her with his sword.

‘Ugh…!’

At such close range, a mage had no advantage.

Even so, she began channeling mana into her wand for the next spell.

Whack!

“Gah, gah!”

The ‘Black Knight’ struck Aileen’s wand away and grabbed her by the throat.

Overwhelmed by his tremendous strength, Aileen lost her balance and fell to the ground.

‘Damn…’

Feeling the blade of his sword against her neck, Aileen’s spine tingled with fear.

Despite the terror of death engulfing her, there was still strength in her eyes.

“Your combat style is quite aggressive for a mage.”

The ‘Black Knight’ looked at her, then glanced down at his own abdomen.

Somehow, Aileen had managed to position a mana-infused gem against the ‘Black Knight’s’ stomach, her hand holding it firmly.

Indeed, it was a move befitting a fifth-ranked wizard.

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Round 64

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Since returning from the Dungeon of Gluttony, the daily lives of Young-seong and his wife had changed significantly. 

Perhaps it was because they enjoyed the dungeon so much that they even experienced some aftereffects.

“We need to work hard on rehabilitation to go back someday.”

“But honey, aren’t I almost fully recovered? Honestly, I feel fine.”

“That’s true.”

Choi Young-seong nodded while scrutinizing something carefully. 

Kim Si-young, who was moving her wrist while holding an 80kg dumbbell with one hand, grew curious about what her husband was doing and approached him.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh? Oh, this? I told Kyu-seong last time that I would try making some alcohol. I’m researching that.”

“Alcohol?”

Choi Young-seong explained as if making an excuse to Kim Si-young, who tilted her head in confusion.

“No, it’s not for me to drink! I’m just curious about what kind of taste it would have if we made alcohol from Kyu-seong’s crops. If it tastes good, it would enhance Kyu-seong’s brand value.”

“Hmm, do you really have to do it yourself?”

“Well, you know, there’s nothing to do at Ara Hongryeon now, and you’re all better too, so I have some time… It’s also to repay Kyu-seong’s kindness.”

“Honey, isn’t that too many excuses?”

“What?! No, why would it be an excuse? It’s the truth!”

As Choi Young-seong spoke, seemingly flustered, Kim Si-young’s eyes narrowed slightly. 

In response, Choi Young-seong quickly smiled awkwardly and grabbed Si-young’s arm.

“Come on, honey. I can help out a bit. Honestly, I won’t deny that I was also interested.”

“You need to drink moderately, okay?”

“Of course! And this is about making it, not drinking it. I might taste it a bit during the process, but…”

Beep-beep-beep-

Choi Young-seong’s words were interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing. 

He immediately answered the call.

“Yes, Guild Leader! What’s the matter?”

At the mention of the guild leader, Kim Si-young’s ears perked up. 

Her powerful hearing as an 8th level awakener allowed her to eavesdrop on the conversation.

“Vice-chief Choi, this is about the recent visit of awakener Ino Junichi to Korea.”

“Oh! That happened? I guess he came and left quietly since the media didn’t mention it?”

“That’s right. He visited privately because of Kyu-seong.”

“Because of Kyu-seong? Ah! Because of his cooking!”

Having encountered Ino Junichi a few times as a former executive of Ara Hongryeon, Choi Young-seong quickly understood the reason.

“I’m sure Junichi was satisfied! I can already imagine it!”

“Haha. Yes, he was very pleased. Watching him enjoy it made me happy too. If possible, we’d like to ask Kyu-seong again when overseas awakeners visit Korea next time.”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

After some light conversation, Han Seok-jun revealed the real reason for his call.

“I heard you’re researching alcohol, Vice-chief Choi.”

“Must’ve been Team 2 leader who told you. That loose-lipped guy.”

“Actually, I mentioned it to Junichi just before he returned to Japan, and he showed great interest, asking if he could join you and Kyu-seong.”

This unexpected proposal made Choi Young-seong pause in thought. 

He was aware of  Ino Junichi’s passion for gourmet food. 

In fact, most awakeners, especially those at the top of the world, pursued fine dining.

‘They have nothing more stimulating or enjoyable left.’

Awakeners lived thrilling lives, hunting monsters in dungeons every day. 

As a result, they became indifferent to most things, and with their accumulating wealth, fame, and honor, many found life increasingly dull. 

For them, gourmet food was one of the few remaining pleasures.

“I understand that Ino Junichi awakener is also well-versed in alcoholic beverages.”

“That’s correct. He mentioned owning two breweries, one of which is quite famous.”

“Hmm, if we collaborate, we can receive a lot of help.”

Choi Young-seong was confident he could manage on his own.

With his experience as a researcher, he believed he could analyze and break down the components of the alcohol, deducing why it was delicious and how to achieve good aromas through chemical formulas.

‘But if Junichi’s brewery is involved?’

They could achieve better results in a shorter time.

“I understand, Guild Leader. In that case, could you provide me with his contact information?”

“I’ll send it to you right away. Best of luck.”

“Thank you.”

* * *

At the same time, in a restaurant in Japan.

Ino Junichi was personally guiding Lee Jae-seong through a restaurant where Shimomoto Orie was the head chef.

“This is the kitchen.”

“…”

The grand kitchen, which he had always dreamed of, was splendidly spread out before him. It was evident that no expense had been spared, befitting a top-tier awakener’s restaurant in Japan.

“How do you like it, Jae-seong?”

“It’s wonderful. I feel very motivated.”

“By the way, I forgot to mention that while you work here, you’ll also practice manifesting your abilities daily. We’ll assign one of our guild members as your mentor, so make sure to learn well.”

“This is an unexpected consideration. Thank you, Junichi.”

As they continued to explore the kitchen, people began to arrive.

Clad in white uniforms, they were the chefs of ‘Oriental Cuisine.’

There were hardly any unfamiliar faces.

Among the young chefs, they were some of the top talents.

Recognizing Orie among them, Jae-seong gave a silent nod in acknowledgment.

Junichi, smiling with satisfaction, gathered the arriving chefs.

“As you’ve heard in advance, this is the new chef, Lee Jae-seong. He’s from Korea and will be your colleague from today, so please teach him well.”

Despite Junichi’s words, the chefs’ reactions were cold.

It was only when Orie reluctantly started clapping that the others followed suit.

‘Hmph. The atmosphere isn’t very welcoming.’

Since everyone communicated in English, Jae-seong understood the situation but remained silently standing.

Thunk!

At that moment, Junichi placed the bundle he had brought on the kitchen table.

“Everyone, shall we start by tasting these and then proceed with introductions?”

Though an 8th level awakener, Junichi never treated the chefs lightly. To him, cooking and gourmet food were precious.

The chefs gathered here were all highly skilled, overshadowed only by Shimomoto Orie. They were talented enough to easily pass through the kitchens of Michelin-starred restaurants in Europe.

In other words, their pride was immense, but Junichi smiled and overlooked it.

“Cucumber?”

“Is this an eggplant?”

“But what’s this? Is it a new variety? Its appearance is unusual.”

“Since Junichi brought it, it can’t be ordinary.”

The chefs who had shown no interest in Jae-seong became intrigued by the crops revealed from the bundle.

Having already tasted Kyu-seong’s crops, Orie nervously handled the produce.

“Hmm? Does Chef Ori know what this is?”

“Chef! Do you know something about this?”

Orie remained silent.

In Korea, she had been too rushed to do anything but cook with the pre-prepared ingredients, but now it was different.

Knowing how exceptional and rare these crops were, she was more cautious than before.

“First, smell it, feel the texture, and taste it.”

Junichi smirked.

To Orie, Junichi seemed almost evil for suggesting they handle such precious ingredients so carelessly!

She worried about the chefs’ reactions once they realized the truth.

Crunch!

“Huh? Mmm?!!”

“Whoa! What is this?!”

Following Junichi’s instructions, the chefs smelled, tasted, and examined the produce in various ways. 

Each of them soon encountered a new world of flavors they had never experienced before.

“No way, this is…”

“Junichi! Where did you get these? I’ve never encountered such vegetables in my life!”

“This is unbelievable. The taste is so extraordinary it might even overshadow the meaning of cooking. Can I even handle these ingredients? Do I even deserve to?”

Junichi, savoring their reactions, smiled brightly.

“How is it? Amazing, right?”

“‘Amazing’ doesn’t even begin to describe it.”

Orie finally spoke up.

The other chefs nodded vigorously in agreement with her words.

“Alright, let’s reintroduce ourselves. Everyone, this is the new chef from Korea, Lee Jae-seong.”

“S-suddenly?”

Someone muttered, but soon fell silent as Junichi continued.

“The person who cultivated these ingredients is none other than Jae-seong’s brother, Kyu-seong. Thanks to Jae-seong joining us, we will now receive these crops regularly.”

“…”

All eyes focused on Jae-seong.

Standing like a bystander until now, Jae-seong finally bowed silently.

“I am Lee Jae-seong. Nice to meet you all.”

His fluent English surprised the multinational chefs of ‘Oriental Cuisine,’ changing their impression of the young man.

“If you want to handle these ingredients more, you’d better treat Jae-seong well. Hahaha!”

With those words, Junichi left, telling them to get acquainted. 

An awkward silence lingered momentarily until Chef Orie broke it by stepping forward.

“Welcome, Jae-seong, to our restaurant.”

“Thank you, Chef.”

“No need to thank me. I brought you here because I believe your talent will benefit our establishment.”

Jae-seong felt slightly moved by Orie’s confident words, though he didn’t show it.

“As I said before, you are here because of your talent. Your awakened abilities and the cooking skills you demonstrated that day have proven yourself to some extent. You’re not here because of your brother.”

“Chef Orie, I apologize for my sudden opinion, but…”

“Go ahead.”

“I consider my brother’s crops to be my weapon. My ultimate goal is to become the chef who can handle his produce better than anyone else in the world.”

“…”

It wasn’t exactly the answer one would expect from someone aspiring to be a top chef, as it suggested he would focus on limited ingredients. 

However, a nearby white chef spoke up in support.

“That’s going to be tough. Becoming a Michelin 3-star chef would be an easier path.”

His comment opened the floodgates for others to add their opinions.

“These ingredients are both incredibly inspiring and highly frustrating. What if they don’t taste as good as when eaten raw? What if I ruin them because of my poor cooking?”

“It’s a tough path indeed. But also a bit unlucky.”

“Personally, I don’t like it. But who am I to judge someone’s personal goal?”

Facing them all, Jae-seong calmly replied.

“Feel free to give me as much work as you want. Since I have to handle my brother’s produce, I should naturally be perfect with ordinary ingredients.”

“…Once again, you’re really unlucky.”

“Shall we see what our youngest can do?”

The others began to warm up, casting fiery glances at Jae-seong. Watching them, Orie chuckled.

“Alright! Let’s all work hard towards our respective goals!”

* * *

“Ahhhhhh!”

At the same time, in an endless dungeon.

A man, unaware that people were talking about him elsewhere, was screaming in despair.

“My three million won!!”

The man was holding a white, discolored magic stone.

Next to him, a cute child with tiger ears asked,

“Is that something I can eat?”

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Act 111

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Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. 

In the world of “Let’s Kill the Demon Lord,” magic exists, and there are those who study it. 

Could those who study magic and strive to reach higher ranks be considered a type of ‘workaholic’?

“…Was this woman a magician too?”

Of course, it’s not a particularly intriguing topic. 

It was just a thought brought on by the way Flügel’s demeanor changed after seeing ‘Meyer.’

“Who the hell are you calling a magician?”

“That’s right. She’s not a magician.”

Ignoring Meyer’s cursing, Flügel turned his gaze to me.

“To be precise, she’s not aware that she is a ‘magician.'”

“Who the hell are you calling a magician, dammit?”

I also ignored Meyer’s cursing.

“Having lived in the slums, she never had the chance to learn magic.”

At my words, Flügel’s eyes gleamed.

“So, she hasn’t learned mana manipulation?”

I didn’t answer, wanting to further stimulate Flügel’s imagination.

“She formed a ‘mana environment’ within her body without any training?”

Flügel stroked his beard, his face filled with interest.

‘Finally, he’s getting interested.’

Flügel’s sudden reaction was tied to the origins of magicians.

There is a valid reason why magicians advocate for ‘pureblood.’

Magicians who uphold their family’s legacy study the ‘best’ magic and cultivate the ‘best’ bodies to wield it. 

Their experiences and knowledge are solidified through generations, becoming more effectively shaped.

“Indeed. Moreover, she can perform ‘elemental magic’ self-taught.”

“…Self-taught elemental magic!?”

However, Meyer had established her own ‘environment’ without the guidance of a mentor.

I spoke quietly, so only Flügel could hear.

“Sir Flügel, isn’t it time you uncover the secrets of the 7th rank?”

His eyes, usually indifferent, now sparkled with an intense desire.

A powerful yearning.

He saw the possibility of something that could lead him to the ‘next’ level.

Despite his nickname ‘Magic Beagle’ and ‘Crazy Wizard’ among players, Flügel was one of the few 6th rank ‘Libra’ grade magicians in the Empire.

For over 50 years, Flügel had been unable to break through the barrier to the 7th rank. 

Even after living for 150 years, the old man was beginning to feel anxious.

Although he sustained his life with magic, if that became impossible, he would never see the ‘next’ level of his current state.

Thus, the impatient Flügel began to nurture disciples. 

To advance his own level.

Seeking a ‘genius’ who could inspire him.

But so far, it had been futile.

“You know, don’t you? Magical inspiration doesn’t come from accumulated experience…”

“But from fundamental imagination.”

With a sly smile, I spoke, and Flügel completed the thought.

He often used this phrase to comfort himself.

“How much do you know, you sly rascal?”

Flügel’s sharp gaze turned to me, filled with astonishment, and I shrugged.

Magic Beagle, this old man would understand what I was saying.

“Let me ask you one question.”

Flügel turned his gaze to Meyer. 

Meyer’s expression showed her strong unwillingness to entertain any questions, but when I gestured for her to play along, she reluctantly nodded.

“Do you see what this is?”

[Trait, <Discernment>, has been activated.]

When Flügel raised his index finger, a small ‘bird’ appeared there.

It was very faint. If not for <Discernment> activating, even I might not have been able to see it clearly.

“A bird made of mana…?”

Of course, Meyer recognized it immediately.

“She certainly has talent. Agnès, that fool who wants to become a royal magician, can’t even recognize this.”

Flügel, continuing to speak, glanced at me. 

I decided to deliver the final push.

“What do you think? Doesn’t this seem more useful to you than the research you’ve been doing in the slums?”

“Ahem.”

Having said this much, he should give in. Can’t expect a free ride.

Flügel cleared his throat and pointed to a room with his finger.

“Take any Resonance Stone from the shelf in that room.”

Despite the potential illegality, his desire to transcend his current rank overcame his moral qualms.

“What? What’s going on?”

“Meyer, how about you come here for a while and learn from Sir Flügel?”

“What!?”

“Despite appearances, he is a remarkable magician.”

“But still…”

Meyer, trailing off, looked at her hand with a conflicted expression.

‘Why do I feel guilty?’

In the canonical history of the game, Meyer is Flügel’s top disciple, known as the ‘Pure White.’

Though my actions weren’t entirely altruistic, motivated by the benefits of the Resonance Stone, I felt a twinge of guilt toward her.

“If you really don’t want to, you don’t have to.”

“No, I have thought about wanting to learn magic. It’s the magicians themselves I can’t stand.”

I’m relieved to hear that.

“Then, what’s causing your hesitation?”

Any typical magician would salivate at the title of ‘Flügel’s disciple.’

He is one of the most talented magicians in the Empire.

Despite his focus on nurturing disciples for his magical progress, Flügel did care quite a lot for his disciples, contrary to his nickname.

“Well…”

Hence, I was curious about Meyer’s true reason for hesitating.

“Looking at it, even if I receive teachings, I’ll probably have to help out with various tasks, right?”

That’s true.

In a way, it’s like being a graduate student.

“Then, shouldn’t I get paid daily for it…?”

Wait, what?

Ah, that’s what she was worried about?

But saying that as a learner…

Oh, right, she’s from the slums.

Hmm, that’s true too.

Money… is important.

***

I distributed the Resonance Stones received from Flügel to the ‘Blood Ghost Clan’ and the ‘Nameless Clan,’ with strict instructions.

“If the Resonance Stone reacts at any location, please inform me. There’s no need to investigate further.”

After that, I wrapped up my tasks quickly and listened to Razlot’s report.

“Sir Julian, there’s a message that Bishop Pintel would like to have a word with you.”

Pintel? 

What’s this about all of a sudden?

With that thought, I headed to the meeting place mentioned by Pintel.

To the outskirts of the capital.

The rendezvous location turned out to be a desolate hut. 

Why did Pintel want to meet me in such a place? Sometimes, I’m curious about what goes on in his head.

“Here we are, Sir Julian.”

As we approached the dim hut, Pintel stepped out and greeted me politely. 

At the same time, I sensed several presences behind him. 

They seemed to be his private soldiers, but there was no hostility from them.

‘It doesn’t seem like he’s planning anything.’

Considering my history with Pintel, I couldn’t help but be suspicious. 

Although he seemed more docile now compared to the past, human nature is fickle, after all. 

People can easily switch sides for their benefit.

“I heard you wanted to discuss something with me?”

“Yes, Sir Julian, I have something urgent to discuss with you. Please, come inside.”

Pintel bowed courteously once more.

‘If things go south, I can test out my new technique here.’

The thought of possibly using the ‘one-stroke mastery’ I learned from the ‘Blind Warrior’ here made a mix of tension and excitement churn within me.

Entering the hut, I saw a staircase leading downwards. 

As Pintel descended first, I followed him.

Contrary to the dilapidated exterior, the underground was surprisingly well-maintained, with metal bars lining the area.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

Inside was a man in a pitiful state. 

He looked familiar…

…Huh?

Bishop Korund? Why is he locked up here?

“Well, well, Sir Korund is in quite a state.”

Unable to believe my eyes, I let out a small laugh and muttered in disbelief. 

Pintel, hearing this beside me, nodded as if he had expected this reaction.

“It seems Sir Julian knew about this.”

What? Knew what?

“After his negotiations with Aiden failed, he tried to ally with other bishops using that as leverage.”

“His goal was to overthrow you, Sir Julian. You anticipated his moves, so you let him be.”

No way.

As Pintel revealed this elaborate scheme, I couldn’t help but be impressed.

“You did this to test me.”

So, I’m the mastermind behind this scheme, without even realizing it.

“If I had sided with Korund, Sir Julian would have eliminated us all. Isn’t that why you visited the Magic Tower today?”

Actually, no, that wasn’t the reason.

“You’re truly remarkable, Sir Pintel.”

Sure, I’ll accept this misunderstanding since it’s in my favor.

“Oh… as expected!”

Any guilt I felt about lying quickly disappeared when I saw Pintel’s admiration. 

The problem now was Korund.

What should I do with him?

Killing him would be an issue. 

Leaving him here was also problematic.

The disappearance of a bishop would surely provoke a sensitive reaction from the Archbishop Tenellon.

‘Ah, there’s that method.’

A good solution came to mind.

“Sir Pintel.”

“Yes!”

“Would you release Sir Korund?”

A moment of silence followed. 

The underground air grew colder than the iron bars.

It seemed he couldn’t understand.

“This man conspired to kill you, Sir Julian. Why would you…”

“Do you not understand?”

“Yes… I thought Sir Julian would never tolerate someone who showed such hostility towards him… Ah.”

Pintel’s expression was thoughtful for a moment.

He soon let out a sigh, his lips trembling as if he had just come to a realization.

“I see. Understood! If that’s what Sir Julian wants, I will comply!”

Having gone through similar processes a few times, I could now tell.

This guy was thinking something else.

“Hey, what are you doing? Release Bishop Korund as Sir Julian ordered!”

But this time, even if I knew, I decided to let it go. The misunderstandings caused by Pintel often created awkward situations, but they were never troublesome for me.

“Cough, cough!”

As the ropes binding his hands and the gag were removed, Korund coughed and looked up at me with eyes full of fear.

Since Korund was a magician, there was a risk he could cast spells if the gag was removed.

‘Judging by the color of negativity, that doesn’t seem necessary.’

The color of perfect fear was vividly visible above Korund’s head.

“Sir Korund, well, well. I never thought we would meet again under such circumstances.”

“Eek…!”

Ignoring Korund’s terror, I continued speaking to him.

“You said there would be no noble who would show their teeth at me, yet here you are.”

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Round 63

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Though the decision was made impulsively, the preparation was thorough.

This time, to create a farm within the Dungeon of Gluttony, seeds of dungeon grains that tasted like bread, chili peppers, onions, garlic, lettuce, and finally rice seedlings had been prepared.

“Preparation complete!”

Ara shouted, holding up the mysterious hoe. She radiated an aura like a warrior heading to the battlefield. The rest of the mysterious tools, including the watering can, were entrusted to Bokkeum, and Gomgom was taken along.

There were four slimes in total: Mark2, Bokkeum, and two new Rookies.

“We’ll be back.”

This time, Poispois was left behind at the farm as the senior member. He wobbled significantly, as if to take on the responsibility of overseeing things.

For reference, both Mark2 and Poispois had reached level 4. Today’s synthesis was used to evolve them to level 4. There had been several level 3 slimes due to consistent creation and synthesis over time. Next time, Bokkeum would also be evolved to level 4.

The abilities of the level 4 evolved Mark2 and Poispois were as follows:

[Mark2 (Slime) LV.4]  

[An extraordinary slime]

[The familiar of Lee Kyu-seong] 

[Liquid Synthesis Capable]

[Ability: Farming LV.3]

[Poispois (Slime) LV.4]  

[An extraordinary slime]

[The familiar of Lee Kyu-seong]

[Liquid Synthesis Capable] 

[Ability: Poison LV.3]

Their names had changed to what I always called them. It felt similar to Ara’s case. Other than that, there weren’t any significant changes, but with their abilities leveled up, there was some expectation.

“Poispois has his poison… I’m ready too. Shall we go?”

Just in case, I collected poison from the level 4 evolved Poispois. The fairies had said they needed strong poison for growing Meluca flowers.

“Come to think of it, they said Meluca flowers bloom from the poison emitted when Starbear dies…”

As I glanced at Gomgom, who was holding Ara’s hand, he noticed something strange and trembled, looking at me.

-Grr, Grrow?

“Yeah. It’s nothing.”

Shouldn’t I quickly level up Poispois? Since strong poison is needed, Poispois seems to be the only option. I can’t just go into another dungeon to obtain poison from a powerful monster.

Let’s try using Poispois’s poison first. If it doesn’t work, Poispois will be prioritized for leveling up.

In the end, I win.  

‘Though I’m not sure if the fairies will hold out until then.’

With everything ready, we went down the stairs. Gomgom, remembering the previous incident, clung to Ara, stiffly descending. The height of the stairs did seem a bit high.

After returning, I decided to set up some sort of structure, like a ladder, and stood in front of the door.

[Confirming the Dungeon Master, Ara (Gluttony)]

[Entrance permitted]

[Remaining mana: 0/10]

Click-

“Huh?”

The door didn’t open. Since this was the first time this had happened, I tilted my head in confusion as a message reappeared before me.

[There is no remaining mana]

[Please replenish mana at the altar]

“Oh…!”

I had always heard about the remaining mana, but I didn’t realize that it was the mana required to enter the Dungeon of Gluttony until now.

As we suddenly got stuck, Ara looked up at me.

“Why is that, Kyu-seong Kyu-seong ?”

“It won’t open. It says there’s not enough mana.”

“Gasp!”

Ara’s eyes widened in surprise, and she knocked on the door.

“Knock knock! Open up!”

“Yeah. It’s no use.”

It seemed like we needed to recharge the mana, but I didn’t know how. Didn’t it say to replenish the mana at the altar?

For now, we headed back upstairs with the others. I examined a structure that looked like the altar Ara had come from.

“Do I need to pour mana into it?”

But I’m only a level1.

Moreover, unlike combat Awakeners, I couldn’t use mana except when using my abilities.

“…Hold on a second.”

Looking closely at the altar, I saw a groove. Up until now, I had thought it was just decoration or a pattern, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

“A mana stone?”

It looked just like one.

Mana stones are energy sources found inside monsters or rarely in dungeons. They are all uniformly shaped like ores, and their grade is determined by their color.

“This looks exactly like a mana stone shape.”

And the groove in the altar was shaped like a mana stone. It seemed like it would fit perfectly.

Now that I had the idea, it was time to act. I immediately prepared to purchase mana stones.

I could probably buy them from the Ara Hongryeon Guild. This way, I could get them much cheaper than on the market.

‘I just got back yesterday, and now I have to go to Ara Hongryeon.’

They might tease me for visiting so often, but I needed them right away.

The problem was, I didn’t know what grade of mana stone the altar required.

As the grade of mana stones increases, their price rises exponentially. Recently, most energy sources have been replaced with mana stones, so even low-grade mana stones weren’t cheap.

“I might waste money if I buy them blindly…”

Isn’t this why I joined the guild? I’ll explain the situation and get mana stones of various grades. I can try them out and return the ones that don’t work.

* * *

“Hello, Awakened Lee Kyu-seong. We’re from the guild.”

“Hello there!”

I never imagined they would deliver the mana stones directly.

When I contacted the guild manager, they asked for my address, and soon someone arrived. Thanks to this, I could receive the mana stones comfortably at a café near the dungeon.

When Ara showed affection to the Ara Hongryeon staff she met for the first time, their expression melted.

“We have successfully delivered the mana stones. Thank you.”

“Oh, according to the instructions, you’re supposed to return all the mana stones except for the one you use, correct?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll come back at the same time tomorrow. Or would you prefer to schedule another time?”

“No, this time is fine.”

The guild staff who delivered the mana stones said their goodbyes and left. This is why all the Awakeners join guilds.

‘It’s convenient.’

I examined the box the staff had given me. Inside the divided box, various colored mana stones were neatly arranged.

From the lowest-grade red mana stone to the 6th-grade navy blue mana stone.

Especially since the 6th-grade mana stones cost at least tens of millions of won, I was extra careful. I hoped the Dungeon of Gluttony didn’t require a 6th-grade mana stone.

“Is it for eating?”

“It’s called a mana stone.”

“Hmm?! I’ve seen this before! It’s delicious!”

Ara seemed to have eaten mana stones before. Well, knowing Ara, it made sense. If she could devour monsters, she probably tried the mana stones found inside them too. Actually, it seemed like there was nothing she hadn’t eaten. She must have tried almost everything.

‘Except for Earth’s food.’

Ara drooled at the sight of the mana stones, especially the most expensive 6th-grade navy blue stone. I cautiously closed the box’s lid, eyeing Ara warily.

“These are not for eating. I brought them to open the Dungeon of Gluttony.”

“Okay!”

She answered obediently but still eyed the box in my hand hungrily. I’d need to keep an eye on her.

With the mana stones packed, we returned to the dungeon. Everything was ready, so we just needed to open the Dungeon of Gluttony.

“Alright, let’s start with the 1st-grade…”

I fitted the lowest-grade mana stone into the groove on the altar. As expected, the stone fit perfectly.

Woom–

A strange vibrating sound echoed through the chamber. The red mana stone quickly turned white.

[Remaining mana 0/10]

A message appeared simultaneously, but the number was still 0.

“Seriously? It absorbed it all and still shows 0? Spit it back out.”

The 1st-grade mana stone cost less than 100,000 won. Typically, it was around 50,000 to 60,000 won, so it wasn’t a huge loss, but it felt like a waste.

‘Should I be more selective?’

I had planned to use them in ascending order, but at this rate, it seemed the mana would just be absorbed without increasing the count. If I started with a stone that could actually increase the remaining mana, I might avoid this loss.

“Alright. It’s better to figure this out now so I won’t be confused next time about which stone to buy.”

The remaining mana count was essentially consumable. Even if I charged it now, I’d need to recharge it again eventually. So, it was best to test them in ascending order and understand for sure.

“Next, the orange one.”

A 2nd-grade mana stone, priced around 200,000 won. As I inserted it, the vibration returned, and a message appeared.

-0

There was still no change in the count. It was clear that the altar absorbed mana, but it seemed to need a substantial amount.

“Phew. It’s okay. So far, so good.”

The yellow 3rd-grade mana stone cost around 800,000 to 1,000,000 won. Though I earned enough not to be too burdened, it still made me nervous, especially since I had been an ordinary citizen not too long ago.

But the value of the Dungeon of Gluttony was worth this expense.

-0!

“Are you kidding me?”

I scowled at the message, now with an exclamation mark. Just then, Ara, who had been watching, picked up the mana stone that had turned gray from mana depletion and asked,

“Can I eat this?”

“Huh? You want to eat that too? I guess you can.”

Ara smiled brightly at my permission and popped the stone into her mouth, chewing it.

“Mm~!”

Her reaction was like eating candy, and it piqued my curiosity a bit.

“Is it tasty?”

“It is delicious. Hmm, it also feels like ‘poof!’ and maybe like ‘slurp?’”

What on earth is she talking about? It seemed that Ara could sense flavors I couldn’t. Maybe her sense of taste was much more developed. Watching Ara happily munch on the remaining empty mana stones, I started to break out in a cold sweat.

“4th grade…!”

These mana stones come from capturing 4th-grade monsters. From 5th grade onwards, they are classified as higher tier, making 4th grade the pinnacle of the lower tier. They had an enchanting emerald-like appearance. The price ranged from 3 million to 10 million won depending on purity. I had acquired the lowest purity one for 3 million won.

“Please, let this one work!”

I tightly closed my eyes and fitted the stone into the groove. Seeing the mana stone turn white almost immediately made my face go pale as well.

Drum roll in my head.

An urgent drumbeat echoed in my mind… and soon a message appeared before me.

-1

“Wow! It worked!”

Finally, it increased! In my excitement, I lifted Ara and placed her on my shoulders. Ara, not knowing what was going on, held the empty mana stone and rejoiced.

“Ehehe! Hehe!”

“Phew! Thank goodness. If it had needed more, I would’ve been in big trouble!”

The price of 5th-grade mana stones started at 30 million won. No matter how well I earned, that would be a significant burden.

While celebrating with Ara on my shoulders, I suddenly became serious.

“…Wait a moment.”

I checked the message again.

[Remaining mana 1/10]

“One?”

I had spent nearly 4 million won, including the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd-grade mana stones, just to increase it by one point?

“This thing is a money pit!”

Although I couldn’t be sure how the mana was consumed, I recalled that when I first entered, there were 7 points of mana. That means I had effectively used up 28 million won worth.

“Is it done now? Are we leaving, Kyu-seong Kyu-seong ?”

“….”

This Dungeon of Gluttony really lives up to its name.

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(God-Forged Crown)

Grade: Legendary

Defense: 101

Restriction: Descendant of the God Blacksmith

Special Abilities:

· Increase all stats by 3%.

· Increase all owned masteries by 2 levels.

· Increase resistance to status ailments by 50%.

· Decrease artifact creation time by 20%.

· Increase fire resistance by 40%.

· Increase the chance of producing a superior artifact by 15%.

· Stackable artifact.

Description: This crown was personally crafted by the God Blacksmith for his descendant who has achieved wondrous feats.

Hyun-soo was amazed as soon as he checked it.

The crown offered benefits both in terms of blacksmithing and in yielding great power.

First off, the increase of all owned masteries by 2 levels was significant.

Sword Mastery, Bow Mastery, Shield Mastery, etc.

Hyun-soo owned at least seven masteries.

This was due to the effect of the title “God Blacksmith.”

Just looking at Sword Mastery, the 2-level increase enhanced the cutting power and base attack strength by 6%.

The 50% increase in resistance to status ailments would be greatly effective in battles against boss-level monsters.

‘What’s this about decreasing artifact creation time by 20%?’

Hyun-soo was a manual blacksmith.

Thus, a reduction in creation time was unfamiliar to him.

‘Could it apply only to automatic creation?’

Automatic creation would just need to be reduced by 20%.

Soon he read the detailed description.

[All required creation times decrease by 20%.]

[Example: When 10 minutes of refining time is needed, it is reduced to 8 minutes.]

[Example: When 100 forging actions are required, it is reduced to 80.]

“……!?”

Hyun-soo felt that this rule applied to him as well.

Considering it usually took 4-5 days to create something, it meant one day was saved!

The reason for the increased fire resistance became clear as well.

‘I always battle with fire in the forge.’

The inside of a forge exceeds temperatures of 50 degrees Celsius.

Ever been to a sauna?

The typical hot temperatures emitted by a wet sauna are over 40 degrees.

Increased fire resistance meant he could better withstand the heat and tire less.

‘In the days-long blacksmithing tasks, this results in the creation of superior artifacts.’

Hyun-soo was in awe.

And slowly, he put on the white crown.

The reason Hyun-soo thought this white crown was unbelievable was because of this.

‘Stackable artifact…!’

Hyun-soo had heard of it too.

A special artifact that was hardly released in tens worldwide.

A stackable artifact, as the name implies, can be stacked.

Normally, Hyun-soo would wear the Helm of Fenrir, which has a defense of 249.

But this God-Forged Crown could be layered over it.

Thus, the defense of 249 from the Helm of Fenrir plus the defense of 101 from the God-Forged Crown results in a total defense of 350.

Similarly, the special abilities of both the Helm of Fenrir and the God-Forged Crown apply together.

Hyun-soo wore the God-Forged Crown on his head.

Slid-

Then, the stylish crown disappeared.

[You wear the God-Forged Crown.]

Hyun-soo was very pleased with the reward given by the god Aska.

At that moment, the sage Arte approached.

“Could you do me a favor?”

Through him, Hyun-soo realized.

There was more to gain from this place.

***

Sage Arte.

He has a wish he wants to fulfill.

Originally, he had never asked anyone to fulfill this wish.

Especially not to the legends, he couldn’t even bring it up.

It was simply too embarrassing.

‘God’s approval at 227%…’

However, that 227% approval instilled a glimmer of hope in Arte’s heart.

“Do you have a favor to ask? I’d like to hear it first.”

“I’ve been searching for 300 years for items imbued with the power to heal any wound or illness.”

“For example?”

“The Essence of Elves, said to be obtainable from the mother of elves. The Holy Water of God, handed down from the land of god Ares, or the Blood of the Giant King, said to be sleeping somewhere in this world.”

Arte mentioned the reward.

“If you bring these to me, I’ll grant you one opportunity to ask me a question, though I think it will take a very long time.”

Arte naturally felt that way.

But then Hyun-soo said,

“It seems like I can do it quickly.”

Arte was utterly baffled.

“Confidence is good, but it’s not an easy task. Even I, who knows all the information in the world, have not found it.”

“…It is easy for me.”

Arte was dumbfounded.

Was he always such an arrogant and impudent person?

“If you bring it within a week, I’ll give you two opportunities to ask questions. This task is not as easy as you think, so I hope you do not take it lightly.”

“Will you really give me two opportunities to ask questions?”

Arte thumped his chest.

“As the saying goes, ‘a promise is worth its weight in gold,’ I swear on my name, sage Arte.”

At that moment.

Swoosh-

Hyun-soo pulled something out of his pocket.

Then he gave a thumbs up, showing his white teeth.

Arte was startled.

‘Why does the Blood of the Giant King come from there…?’

***

Hyun-soo was surprised as soon as he heard Arte’s words.

‘Huh? The Blood of the Giant King?’

And Arte said,

He would grant an opportunity to ask questions.

Hyun-soo was clever.

Arte was a sage.

But even a sage could not do everything.

In fact, Arte knew all the information, but he was not a powerful figure.

He led the situation.

Gently, smoothly.

And he said,

[Sage Arte swears on his name.]

And he slowly pulled it out.

[Linked Quest: Arte’s Wish…]

[Linked Quest: Completion of Arte’s Wish.]

[You can ask Arte two questions.]

The quest was completed in just one second.

Then, Hyun-soo spoke to Arte as he was about to take the Blood of the Giant King.

“First, I have a question.”

Arte readily agreed.

“Please tell me how to become a legend.”

This was Hyun-soo’s most pressing curiosity.

A legendary status that no user had yet achieved.

Moreover, Hyun-soo also wanted to become a king.

The idea of a user becoming a king.

In Ares, countless people say it.

They say it’s something that couldn’t happen even in ten years.

But if Hyun-soo became a legend, the story would change.

It could really become a reality.

Arte, who had been looking at himself for a moment, said,

“Create a new grade of artifact.”

“…!”

Hyun-soo was genuinely surprised.

“A new grade?”

That meant a completely unfamiliar grade that only Hyun-soo could create.

His heart pounded.

‘An artifact that exists only in Ares.’

Hyun-soo asked,

“How can I make it?”

Arte had the expression of someone asking an obvious question.

“You’ll have to far surpass the legend. Think of it as something more difficult than all that you’ve created so far.”

Arte was a bit annoyed with him.

‘Pretending you didn’t have it!?’

Therefore, he spoke the truth but with a slightly stronger nuance.

“Something that doesn’t exist on this land, if you can create that anew…”

Actually, even Arte could only imagine such a high grade.

“I also don’t know how it should be made at this moment.”

Should it be left to luck and skill?

Then Hyun-soo’s expression turned serious.

“I’ll ask my second question.”

Arte listened attentively.

“Please tell me about the mineral that is most suitable for me.”

“…!?”

This could be a simple question, but it wasn’t.

The thing that fits him best. The most appropriate. The necessary.

If he could grasp that, it would create a stronger synergy than usual.

‘Clever guy.’

And Hyun-soo knew better than anyone that this was the only way for him to approach being a legend.

“You might feel a bit uncomfortable for a moment. It’s the process of finding the mineral most suitable for you, so try to accept it comfortably.”

One of Arte’s abilities was activated.

[Sage’s Eye]

[Penetrates all information about the opponent.]

Arte saw what Hyun-soo had made.

“What…?”

Interesting creations.

“Are you saying you created artifacts based on narratives? What’s more surprising is that god Ares recognized them and granted power appropriate for their strength, how perfectly were they made…”

Although Arte was reluctant, at that moment he thought of one mineral.

“There is a mineral that is too suitable.”

Within his common sense, that mineral would bring out the best power in Hyun-soo, and the resulting synergy would be beyond imagination.

“What is that mineral?”

Hyun-soo was curious.

The mineral that was most suitable for him.

Moreover, it was a mineral suggested by the sage Arte.

“Narrative Stone (설화석).”

Arte talked about the mineral.

“When a mineral is imbued with stories, it becomes a special mineral that produces stronger and more exceptional power.”

Hyun-soo was amazed.

He understood why Arte had mentioned the Narrative Stone.

“The Narrative Stone is of legendary grade, and it is deemed most suitable for you, who have created countless masterpieces based on the legendary stories passed down.”

“How can I obtain it?”

“That’s it. I can say no more.”

It was disappointing.

However, Hyun-soo realized.

Just knowing this fact meant he was one step closer to becoming a legend.

[All questions have been asked.]

Hyun-soo wore a puzzled expression.

‘Why had Arte been searching for the Blood of the Giant King for 300 years?’

Was there an indelible scar?

Hyun-soo shook his head as Arte reached out.

“Because it can be used once, I will apply it to your wound.”

“……”

Soon, Arte quietly sat down in front of him.

‘Why is he lowering himself?’

Soon, Arte’s baldness from the past 300 years was revealed.

“……”

“……”

Hyun-soo cried, and so did Arte.

***

Hyun-soo could see Arte stroking his newly grown hair, shimmering.

The effect of the Blood of the Giant King was tremendous.

“Hmm.”

Facing an embarrassed Arte, Hyun-soo simply gave a thumbs up.

At that moment.

[You have achieved Arte’s wish through an extraordinary achievement.]

Hyun-soo wore a puzzled expression.

The quest had already ended.

So, what was the reason for this notification?

‘Most of these notifications usually trigger…’

A new story.

Something of a higher difficulty.

Hyun-soo was becoming a veteran of Ares.

Arte spoke.

“If it’s the one who killed the Giant King, it might be worth expecting.”

Hyun-soo was able to face Arte who approached him.

“Do you know why I am a legend?”

It was an absurd question.

‘Of course, because he knows all the information in the world…’

Then, Hyun-soo wore a puzzled expression.

Something was missing.

To become a legend, Hyun-soo must create a new rank.

Sword King Barad.

Spear Heaven Ben.

Individuals like Luwon are the strongest who dominate this Ares.

Honestly, it makes no sense to say that just knowing information makes one a legend.

“It’s because of the trait I possess.”

[Arte had been looking for someone who could listen to his true desires for a long time.]

[Your high recognition and proof of having killed the Giant King have met that condition.]

The notification signified that something extraordinary was about to begin.

“Tell me about the trait you possess.”

Hyun-soo focused on Arte.

What is the trait that Arte boasts, the one that made him a legend?

“I can create skills.”

“……!?”

Hyun-soo was astonished.

‘Create skills?’

It harbors power beyond imagination.

“It means I can create a skill that will bring out the best power in you, one that’s made just for you.”

A skill that can improve his domain.

A skill that can make him stronger than he is now.

Or a skill to discover talents.

Maybe a skill related to blacksmithing.

The power of his trait is boundless.

“Shall I hear about your true desire?”

Then, a notification came.

[A new story begins.]

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“Hans?”

After the battle with the Wendigo, and reporting the results, a voice calling me from afar, Luciana.

It felt strange.

It was different from attending classes up close.

Due to the difference in status, there were two people between her and me.

“Ah, sorry. I was late in responding because I was organizing my thoughts for a moment.”

“This is the place to resolve the issues in the North. Focus more.”

Fortunately, there was no particular reprimand.

No, rather than that negative feeling, it was closer to encouragement.

“First, take a look at this.”

I placed the fangs in front of Luciana and Theodore’s desks.

“Yegor.”

“Certainly. When the Wendigos die, only these fangs remain. Lady Roberk and Hans showed great performance from the first day.”

Thanks to the praise from the local Northern leader, Yegor.

Camilla beside me seemed to be slightly raised compared to before.

“By the way, I made the cracks on the fangs.”

Camilla nudged me with her elbow sneakily.

The signal was clear.

“…That’s right.”

Even though it was like prostrating, acknowledging achievements seemed to be the priority for her.

I found myself nodding satisfactorily, without even realizing it.

‘Well, she probably thinks it’ll have a positive impact on extra points.’

“But it was Hans who succeeded in the hunt, and Lady Roberek was just assisting, wasn’t she.”

“…He couldn’t have caught it without my help.”

Luciana, who kindly tried to expand my achievements, and Camilla, who tried to maintain her share, were in a tense struggle.

However, I had no intention of paying attention to such situations.

[Hidden Condition (1/1)]

[Condition: Identify the true identity of the one of Northern 3 Great Monsters, Wendigo.]

[…]

[Failure Penalty]

[Permanent loss of the symbol of the King of Doppelgangers, ‘Shadow’]

The characteristics and final moments of the Wendigo, which resembled Doppelgangers to the extent of being suspicious.

And the sudden mention of the King of Doppelgangers in the penalty.

Even with such hints, how could I not notice?

‘Could it be that those Wendigos are Doppelgangers?’

It’s not certain.

However, considering that there hasn’t been any false information in the status window provided so far.

It’s probably true.

Even if it’s not exactly a Doppelganger, it’s likely a relative.

“Mr. Yegor, may I ask you a question?”

“What is it?”

“I was wondering when those monsters called Wendigos started their activities.”

A powerful figure in the North, next to the Duke.

He probably knows the history inside out.

“Hmm, to ask such a question. Surprising.”

“This is the target we are going to subdue this time, and for information gathering….”

“No need for nonsense. If that’s the case, you should have looked into it before the subjugation.”

“……”

“The timing of the Wendigos’ activity. In fact, it hasn’t been that long.”

Yegor tightened his servant’s tie and gave me the answer I wanted.

“It was a new type of monster that appeared when I was a young man. They suddenly appeared so strong that they pushed the Northern trolls away, causing quite a headache.”

They weren’t indigenous monsters.

They were a new type of monster that flowed in from somewhere.

And,

Rather than rising from the ground, wouldn’t it be more convincing to say they came from the Evildon Empire?

Only then did the content of this new quest make sense.

[Find the headquarters of the Wendigos and resolve the crisis of the tribe at its peak.]

[Reward: Appearance of a new faction ‘Wendigo’, Relationship status fixed as allies]

Suddenly, an alliance with monsters that didn’t make sense.

At first, I was perplexed, but once I clarified their identity, it made sense.

‘They’re not monsters but demons. Moreover, refugees expelled from the mainstream demon countries.’

The realization was like pulling the trigger.

From head to toe, the status window was vividly filled with text.

[The Evildon Empire is a world of the survival of the fittest, where the strong dominate everything from the weak.]

[Some of the weak doppelgangers judged it to be the worst place to live, so they left their homeland and flowed into the human lands.]

[They wandered in the wild for a long time, imitating relatively strong animals and settling as members of the Northern ecosystem.]

Well, whatever difficult experiences they had, or how they overcame them.

It doesn’t matter to me.

It was an interesting fact, but what did it have to do with me?

Whether they’re monsters or demons.

They’re threats to the property and lives of Northern people.

They were Luciana’s enemies.

So, regardless of the non-accidental or whatever the status window showed, it was only natural that I would subjugate them.

The alliance is already overflowing.

There’s no need to extend it with unnecessary effort.

‘If only I could conclude it like that, how comfortable it would be.’

Avoiding the gaze of everyone in the conference room, I sighed lightly.

[However, even though they’ve perfectly adapted to the new environment, there are problems they couldn’t solve.]

[As someone who walks the path of Shadow, help them.]

Setting aside their unfortunate situation for now.

Let’s put aside the expectations for the new development that wasn’t in the original work.

‘The real problem is the penalty.’

[Failure Penalty]

[Permanent loss of the symbol of the King of Doppelgangers, ‘Shadow’]

The name that I had been putting off for a while.

But the name I had been keeping an eye on kept coming up.

‘Of all things, to stake that.’

Surely, it’s a treasure akin to the ‘Jade Seal’ that Oparn possesses. It possesses transcendent abilities.

‘How can I just let this go?’

I stole a glance at Luciana’s voice mixed with fervor, “Judging from the situation, if it weren’t for Hans, you would have been at risk of falling for the Wendigos’ deception.”

“Hmm, that’s…” I momentarily diverted my eyes from Luciana’s passionate gaze, ignited in her melting silver hair.

Although it was limited to leadership disputes in battles, Luciana had grown enough politically to prevent Camilla from uttering a word.

And that’s not all.

-Hans, don’t worry. It’s customary in the North for the one who takes the last breath and secures the prey to claim the credit. This Wendigo subjugation is yours.

As a warrior, I’ve reached the position of a level 0 expert who uses aura early on. Even if the protagonist is Rene, can Luciana match the current growth?

‘Too fast. Of course, that’s not necessarily bad…’ 

But then, don’t I have no place to stand? As an excellent vassal, I must always stand by my master’s side. To stand equally with her. The means of growth named ‘Shadow’ was essential, not optional, for me. Even if there were failures. I decided to try.

“This won’t end if we keep going like this. How about we just split this achievement in half fairly?”

The meeting, which had reached its final stages, ended in a mood mediated by Theodore’s intervention.

“And Lady Roberk, don’t be too hasty.”

“…What did you say?”

“The current achievements are not important. In the end, those who catch the most Wendigos until the last day of the dispatch will be the real beneficiaries. Of course, I’m not going to concede either.” He tapped the sword on his hip. As if implying that all the Wendigos he discovers from now on are his share.

I had no choice but to correct my misconception. He wasn’t trying to mediate between us. Rather, the name provocation seemed more fitting.

“Ha, interesting. Do you think it’s possible with your skills? Hans Byron and I barely managed to catch one together.”

“Haha, won’t the later results tell us?” 

Passion. Within it, there’s also a competitiveness towards his peers.

Camilla, who is of the same noble lineage, and Luke, the leader of the opposing faction.

Although Luciana complied with the order, this man was different.

‘It’s rare to find someone who doesn’t give up against Luciana.’ 

Arrogant. However, I couldn’t help but admire his boldness.

-Theodore Trehar, I told you not to overdo it!

-Haha. Rene, I’m sorry. But what can I do? As I clash swords with Speda Soldiers, I know my skills are skyrocketing! There’s really nothing like a duel!

-Can’t stop… First, let me treat you.

-Always in debt. I’ll ask for your favor. 

His sincere passion is commendable. He’s not the treacherous type who speaks out just because it doesn’t suit his taste. 

‘Moreover, in Luciana’s growth, a duel with Theodore, who handles the same aura, will be greatly helpful.’ 

However… Right now, his passion was a hindrance.

[Warning] 

[Claimed the lives of Doppelgangers more than twice.] 

[This action significantly disadvantages ‘The Path of Shadow,’ in obtaining the favor of that species.] 

[Additionally, penalties will be triggered when directly or indirectly influencing the defeat of Wendigos.] 

The first would be the ‘Deceptive Ground Spider.’ The second would be the Wendigo. Both were battles I directly intervened in. But the intent of the status screen that came to mind at this point was clear. 

It’s even written in the message. ‘Indirect influence.’ 

-Protect the Doppelgangers. 

-Not only you but your entire party. 

Theodore’s pure passion and Camilla’s desire for points. Luciana’s strong determination to protect the North. 

That’s why the treasure I had marked might disappear. 

‘Ridiculous. Befriending monsters trying to devour me.’ 

It’s absurd, but what can I do? It’s natural for a populace to favor tyrants. 

After all, they swallowed the heretics. It’s not like they’re not demons. Although it’s not a situation agreed upon by the ruling Speda family of the North. 

Since even the elusive vampire, Bathory Erzébett, was embraced, the first time might be difficult, but the second time should be easier. Well… If it doesn’t work out, I can ‘sneak’ into the North. 

“Ahem! May I offer my opinion for a moment?” 

Is it because it’s the first time I’ve spoken since this meeting began, other than providing basic situational explanations? All eyes turned to me. 

“It’s not to boast, but I not only found the habitat of the Wendigos, but also the first to discover it. And I was also the one to uncover and deal with the bewitchment magic.” 

“Hmm.” 

Luciana nodded satisfactorily. In contrast, Camilla stared at me with a silent, bitter expression. Sorry, but you need to give in a bit. 

I need to take some initiative now. 

“That’s why I want to propose to everyone.” 

“What, go ahead.” 

“Considering my exceptional ability in tracking them, I’ll take charge of tracking them from now on.” 

I also understand. This is a forced situation based on achievements. Moreover, if I make a mistake, I might lose all the points I earned. 

“Nonsense! You can’t say my contributions were nonexistent.” 

“It’s difficult, Byron. Didn’t I mention in the carriage that my purpose for coming here was to confront the monsters of the North?” 

It was only natural that there was resistance. 

“Please hear me out to the end.”

I wiped the drool from my mouth. 

Originally, negotiation meant pretending to give the other party what they wanted while quietly securing my own benefits. 

“As soon as we find the dense habitat of the Wendigos, I will contact you all.” 

I placed my right hand on my left chest. 

The etiquette of nobles swearing allegiance. 

“I am just a servant. I will do my best for my lady, including all of you, my friends.” 

I am a servant. 

Thanks to my loyalty, there is hardly anyone in Class A who doesn’t know me because of my track record of crushing high-ranking nobles. 

I was just using that image. 

“…Well. You won’t try to monopolize the points. After all, there’s Luciana.” 

“Haha, I misunderstood you. Loyalty can be considered a virtue.” 

They seemed to reluctantly accept my perfect servant act. 

“Don’t worry. I have no intention of monopolizing the points alone. I won’t forget your contributions either, Hans.” 

Even if I concede, you won’t defeat me. 

Her confident arrogance, born of pure self-assurance, radiated from her confident smile. 

Naturally, their gazes shifted to Luciana instead of me. 

‘I’m not sure if it was intentional, but thanks to her, things will go smoothly.’ 

We were indeed a perfectly matched servant and master. 

With this, I managed to buy some time. 

The rest is just finding the lair on my own and completing the quest. 

“Are you going out already? It’s already late, so it’s better to rest. You know well that the nights in the North are never kind.” 

“We should stabilize the threat in the North as soon as possible and return to the Academy.” 

Putting words I didn’t mean into my mouth, I quickly prepared my gear for departure. 

Stepping outside, what greeted me was the Northern army and the biting snowstorm. 

…The Wendigo hunting prevention project was starting now. 

Oh, why do I feel like crying..

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The time when the day’s schedule begins.

Every morning at 5 AM, the government announces an auction. The various dungeons discovered the previous day are put up for auction with priority given to guilds based on their location.

Reporting a discovered dungeon to the government earns a reward. This has led to the rise of professional dungeon explorers. Conversely, guilds also employ these explorers.

“Ugh, it looks like Ara Hongryeon will take this level 6 dungeon.”

A senior member of the Terror Guild sighed as he checked the government announcement. His prediction was spot-on, as Ara Hongryeon’s participation in the auction was confirmed online in real-time.

Due to the location, Ara Hongryeon  had priority.

“There’s nothing we can do about it this time. Let’s aim for the level 5 dungeon that appeared in Gangwon-do.”

“Yes, we should. Oh? Take a look at this.”

“What is it?”

The senior member who initially voiced his disappointment tilted his head. He was pointing to the list of dungeon participants.

“Ara Hongryeon is sending only Team 1?”

“What? Level 6 Awakened Jeong So-yeon? Are they perhaps collaborating with Team 2…?”

“No, just Team 1 is on the list. What’s their plan? Sure, Jeong So-yeon is a level 6 Awakened, but this seems too bold.”

After participating in the auction, the list of personnel to subdue the dungeon must be submitted.

However, it was noted that Ara Hongryeon only listed Team 1 for the level 6 dungeon.

“Do you think we could take it from them?”

The Terror Guild considered subtly stepping in, knowing the government might adjust the auction priority based on such listings.

But the level 6 dungeon was promptly auctioned off, as if to cut off any such thoughts.

“What? It’s already done?”

“This is strange. The Awakened Management Bureau must have contacted Ara Hongryeon, sensing something was off.”

The ‘Awakened Management Bureau,’ a government-operated organization, manages and coordinates between the government and guilds.

If something unusual happened, they would investigate, so the swift auction meant discussions had already taken place.

“What could it be? How did they convince them?”

“Should we look into it?”

“Hmm, no. A level 6 dungeon is manageable. We don’t need to antagonize Ara Hongryeon over this.”

Though suspicious, that was the end of it. Ara Hongryeon must have had some strategy. Perhaps they acquired a useful item in a recent dungeon farming or developed a new buff potion through their research team, which they presented to the Bureau for approval.

‘The only certainty is they’ve improved their capabilities.’

The guild member’s suggestion to investigate further implied uncovering the reason behind this power increase.

“By the way, I heard there’s an interesting Rookie at Ara Hongryeon.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“A few days ago, Ara Hongryeon took in a new guild member, who’s only a level 1 Awakened.”

“Level 1? Are you sure you checked correctly?”

This seemed even more implausible than the level 6 dungeon auction. Despite Ara Hongryeon being called a ‘toothless tiger,’ it wasn’t weak enough to accept just a level 1 Awakened.

“It was so odd that I conducted a separate investigation. Here’s the report.”

“Alright, let’s see it.”

Though the Terror Guild was relatively new compared to other guilds, their ability to compete for the top spot stemmed from their information-gathering prowess.

If they wanted to know something, they found out.

The report contained detailed information about Lee Kyu-seong.

“He’s been awakened for three years but is still level 1? And he’s been unaffiliated until now? His ability is ‘Liquid Synthesis.’”

The Terror Guild’s information network was extensive, enough to uncover the specifics of an Awakened individual’s abilities, indicating their infiltration into government-held data.

“What could ‘Liquid Synthesis’ be? Why did Ara Hongryeon take him in?”

“According to his past activities, it appears he made a living by combining two types of potions into one. The efficacy is reduced, but it’s still a useful ability. However, it seems the problem was the cooldown time. It’s speculated that he could only use it once a day.”

“Using it only once a day is quite limiting. But did Ara Hongryeon find a groundbreaking way to utilize this single use?”

“That’s what our information analysis team believes. Come to think of it, the reason they could immediately secure the level 6 dungeon in today’s auction might be related to this.”

“That’s possible. But even so, it doesn’t make sense. After all, he’s just a level 1. No matter how ingenious his ability is, the limitations are too clear.”

Unexpectedly, there was lively discussion about Kyu-seong. This ability to gather and analyze information was the driving force behind the new Terror Guild aiming for the top spot domestically.

“And there’s one more thing we found out.”

“What is it?”

“The contract with Ara Hongryeon is only for two years.”

“What? Two years? What does that mean? Do they plan to use him and then discard him quickly?”

“Considering the contract terms, it seems unlikely. Take a look.”

The Terror Guild had already obtained the contract details. Upon reviewing it, the senior member of the guild quietly expressed his amazement.

“Wow, these terms are very generous. This isn’t typical treatment for a level 1 Awakened.”

“The short contract duration is probably a considerate measure.”

“This is getting more intriguing. Plus, a two-year contract means we have a chance to scout him afterward.”

“Exactly.”

“Good. Let’s assign someone to keep a close watch on Lee Kyu-seong. Gather all information about him. And if it turns out there’s something special, let’s prepare to recruit him in advance.”

“Understood.”

It wasn’t just the Terror Guild. The Iron Blood Guild, already aware of Lee Kyu-seong’s identity, was preparing an unprecedented offer for two years later. Other leading domestic guilds, their eyes wide open due to the effectiveness of certain ingredients, were also beginning to notice Kyu-seong’s potential.

* * *

Jae-seong’s study abroad preparations happened swiftly. He informed our parents over the phone and left without any luggage, following Junichi onto a plane. Awakening and arranging to study abroad happened in one fell swoop.

‘It all happened so fast.’

The saving grace was that it would be easy to return home. It was only a two-hour flight, so he could come and go whenever needed. It was surprising that both brothers had awakened. While not common, it did happen occasionally.

-What’s going on! What about me!

My younger sister Seon-ah was outraged when she found out, given her keen interest in Awakened individuals. Her frustration was understandable.

But what could I do? I wasn’t someone who could grant awakenings. I hadn’t expected Jae-seong to awaken either.

After the whirlwind of Jae-seong’s story ended and we returned to the dungeon, we were greeted by a few slimes.

Something felt missing…

“Gomgom is missing!”

Ara exclaimed, scanning the surroundings with wide eyes. Just then, a strange sound came from deeper inside.

-…Kkwaang.

“Huh? Did you hear something?”

“Gomgom! It’s Gomgom!”

Listening closely, the sound came from the direction of the stairs leading to the Dungeon of Gluttony. Heading there with Ara, I saw slimes clustered around the entrance to the stairs.

Squirm!

Mark2, spotting us, squirmed as if asking for help. What’s going on here?

-Kkwaaang!

Looking down, I saw Gomgom and a few slimes unable to climb the stairs. They greeted me with sorrowful cries when they noticed me.

“What’s going on? Why are you here?”

“Gomgom! Poispois! Rookie!”

Ara dashed down the stairs. I followed, picking up slimes scattered along the way. It seemed the slimes got stuck trying to help Gomgom. These slimes usually never came here, so my guess was likely correct.

– Kkuwang!

Gomgom, meeting Ara, let out a sorrowful cry, shedding large tears. Ara patted Gomgom’s head, comforting him.

“Were you scared? Don’t worry!”

“How did you get here? Come on.”

It seemed Gomgom had managed to climb a few steps by stepping on the heads of the slimes, but the slimes that sacrificed their heads were left behind, so he couldn’t make it all the way up.

I lifted Ara, who was holding Gomgom, into my arms. At the same time, I placed the slimes stuck with Gomgom on my shoulders, head, and remaining arm, and climbed the stairs.

“It must have been scary. We need to install some structure on the stairs so they can go up and down safely.”

Finally, Gomgom and the slimes reached the surface. They must have been stuck there since Ara and I left in the morning.

– Kkwaang!

“Oh dear. Were you feeling sad? Let’s have some honey.”

Gomgom, still sobbing, was comforted with honey. In the bright light, he calmed down a bit and quickly started eating the honey.

“But why were you there?”

“Why were you there!”

When Ara asked, Gomgom whimpered and began explaining. Ara translated Gomgom’s words.

– Kkuwoong!

“He wanted to help!”

– Kkuwoong! Kkuwoong!

“There’s a delicious mushroom! He wanted to give it to the kind giant! …What’s a kind giant?”

– Kkwaang!

“It wasn’t here! It was where he came from!”

So, Gomgom wanted to get mushrooms for me and tried to return to the Dungeon of Gluttony. But the door didn’t open.

I couldn’t help but smile at Gomgom’s adorable intention.

Mushrooms, huh…

An unexpected ingredient emerged.

‘So far, all the mushrooms found in the industry were poisonous, right?’

Awakened individuals subdue dozens of dungeons daily. Globally, the number is even higher.

It wouldn’t make sense if no mushrooms were found.

But all the mushrooms discovered and investigated so far were poisonous.

If Gomgom didn’t have resistance to poison, he must be indicating that there are edible mushrooms.

“I don’t recall seeing mushrooms in the Dungeon of Gluttony, but that’s interesting. Is there a colony somewhere?”

As I mumbled to myself, Ara translated my words to Gomgom. Gomgom then made all sorts of gestures and sounds.

“They’re buried underground! Gomgom can sniff them out and dig them up!”

“Oh?!”

This was surprising.

Thinking about it, truffle mushrooms, once considered one of the world’s top three delicacies before the dungeons appeared, were also buried underground.

There was a reason I hadn’t found any while thoroughly exploring the Dungeon of Gluttony.

– Kkwaang! Kkuang!

“They’re delicious! Sweet potatoes are good, but mushrooms are delicious too!”

“If Gomgom says they’re delicious, I’m looking forward to it.”

Gomgom was a monster that lived around the World Tree.

There’s a high probability that these mushrooms were nourished by the World Tree’s roots.

Mushrooms absorbing nutrients from the World Tree?

They couldn’t possibly taste bad!

“Shall we go right away?”

“Wow! That’s great!”

– Kkuong?

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[HP falls below 30%.]

[HP falls below 29%.]

The heavy snow soon reached up to Hyun-soo’s waist.

The swirling snow filled his vision.

He looked at his own hands.

[You have frostbite.]

[It is difficult to move your hands, and they feel like they could shatter.]

“Haah.”

White breath exhaled from Hyun-soo’s mouth. At that moment, a warm warmth could be felt from the ring of the Snow King.

[Temperature Control]

[A warm energy envelops your body.]

[Ice resistance increases by 60%.]

(Snow King’s Ring)

Grade: Unique

Durability: 5,000/5,000

Defense: 68

Requirement: Level 310 or higher

Special Abilities:

· Health increases by 4%.

· Ice attribute attack power increases by 43%.

· Ice resistance increases by 50%.

· Passive skill: Survival.

· Active skill: Temperature Control.

· Active skill: Snow Trail Running.

Description: A ring dropped by the Snow King, it is most effective in snowy mountains.

Temperature Control.

This active skill can be triggered once every 10 minutes and normalizes all body temperature for 1 minute.

However, it was not omnipotent.

[HP falls below 5%.]

[You are afflicted with the status abnormality of fear.]

[You are afflicted with the status abnormality of fainting.]

Overwhelming notifications tormented Hyun-soo.

Hyun-soo collapsed on the snowfield as if he would faint at any moment.

His mind became hazy, and sleep approached.

Then he remembered.

If he didn’t meet the sage Arte this time, he would never be able to meet him.

That meant he couldn’t obtain what the God Blacksmith had left behind.

Hyun-soo needed it.

A way to become stronger and a path to progress.

Hyun-soo suddenly opened his eyes.

[You exert extreme mental strength.]

[You gain 1 willpower.]

[Survival is activated.]

[HP recovers by 10% and all status abnormalities are expelled.]

Survival embedded in the Snow King’s Ring is activated depending on the wearer’s mental strength.

Hyun-soo continued to advance.

He faced situations where he nearly lost consciousness multiple times.

[You exert extreme mental strength.]

[Survival is activated.]

He was also blown by a gust and crashed into a tree.

Crash-!

“Ugh…”

But Hyun-soo stood up again and walked.

Finally, he could reach the Sage’s Tower.

Creak-

Entering inside, Hyun-soo was able to face unexpected figures.

[Absolute Shield Pehya Lv.475]

[Great Magician Luwon Lv.481]

[Sword King Barad Lv.478]

[Spear Heaven Ben Lv.488]

[Sage Arte Lv.472]

Levels that defy common sense.

In there, Hyun-soo brushed the snow off his clothes and thought.

‘I won’t shrink back.’

It used to be that way.

Every day, he became increasingly desperate and mourned his despairing life with shoulders hunched.

But not anymore.

He himself had overcome the snowstorm and made it here.

He is not inferior to them.

“Master Craftsman Hyun (現). I have come to see Sage Arte.”

[Your reward is maximized.]

Hyun-soo’s heart raced.

A reward for breaking through that impossible path.

He was curious what the reward would be.

And he felt a deadly silence envelop the room.

Ben and Barad silently took in their comrade Hyun-soo with their eyes.

They were also quite surprised.

In the midst of a blizzard that hadn’t been seen in a hundred years, he worried that his close friend might not be able to make it here.

But that was not the case.

‘When did he grow up like this?’

‘Is this really the Hyun I know?’

Barad and Ben felt an inexplicable pounding in their hearts as they watched him.

The most shocked were Luwon and Pehya.

‘He’s practically a walking corpse now…’

However, his eyes still brimmed with life.

‘It would be interesting to watch him become a legend.’

‘If anyone with such mental strength deserves to become a legend, it’s him.’

With growing expectations, they said,

“We’re going to head back now.”

“See you next time.”

Luwon and Pehya vanished in a flash of light.

And among them, Arte was the most intrigued.

As the owner of the Sage Tower, Arte was well aware that he was coming.

‘But he was like a candle burning out.’

Continually in the fierce wind, teetering on the edge of extinction.

He thought that he would die without ever reaching this place.

Yet, he overcame.

And here he was.

And look!

Still unshaken, firm in his resolve, his flesh unyielding…

Thud-

“…?”

Suddenly, Hyun-soo fainted.

“They often do that.”

“Our kid’s always been a bit frail.”

More baffling were the calm reactions of Barad and Ben.

“???”

Their continued conversation shocked Arte even more.

“It’s expected, they’re weaker than both of us.”

“Do you know, it’s his unbreakable spirit that brought him here.”

Arte was purely amazed.

Soon after, Barad and Ben picked him up.

A moment later, Arte also walked off somewhere.

***

Where Arte arrived after his walk.

There stood a statue of the God Blacksmith, Asca.

The statue of the handsome man with white hair tied back held a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other.

It symbolized both martial prowess and blacksmithing.

Arte reminisced about his conversation with the God Blacksmith.

“If my descendant comes, just bring him in front of this statue, then he will be able to obtain what I have left behind.”

The God Blacksmith Arte knew was the strictest person.

Or rather, had to be strict.

“Even towards his own descendant.”

At any time, the God Blacksmith was ready to dismiss his descendant.

“Power should indeed belong to those who possess it.”

And what the God Blacksmith had said.

“My statue will prove the path he has traveled. And the reward will vary depending on what he proves. If he excelled in the work of blacksmithing, he’ll be granted a hammer; if he proved his martial prowess, he’ll receive a sword.”

If granted a hammer, Hyun would gain the strength needed as a blacksmith.

If granted a sword, it would be a reward for displaying outstanding martial prowess.

But whether one or the other, this too is important.

“A rusty hammer, or a golden one?”

A rusty hammer or sword means one could receive a reward from the God Blacksmith but failed to prove adequately.

And receiving a golden hammer or sword would mean he had made a commendable proof.

“As demanding as ever.”

But Arte understood him.

For those who walk the path of the gods are not ordinary.

Moreover, this god’s approval ultimately depends on climbing this mountain.

Thinking this, Arte waited and half a day later, he knew that the man had awakened.

Soon a pigeon flew towards him.

***

Awakening from his sleep, Hyun-soo had a resigned expression.

“Hyun faints again, Hyun faints…”

A shorthand for Hyun-soo fainting again.

Then he checked his current level of divine approval.

‘I had no idea this existed.’

From the moment Hyun-soo began climbing the tower, this approval had begun to increase.

‘In a way, meeting Dun turned out to be an opportunity for me.’

Dun was the person who understood the Beres Mountain Range the best.

Thanks to him, Hyun-soo climbed a two-day journey in half a day.

‘Truly an incredible level of approval.’

Hyun-soo grinned as he looked at the figures he had achieved.

Then the arriving pigeon gestured for Hyun-soo to follow.

“Am I finally getting it?”

Hyun-soo realized that if he followed this pigeon, he could obtain what the God Blacksmith had left behind.

For the first time, he could see what the God Blacksmith looked like.

He had the appearance more of a noble than a blacksmith, with a majestic demeanor holding a white hammer and a white sword.

Arte then said, “Hammer or sword. One of the two will appear, and with the hammer, you will gain the power of a blacksmith, and with the sword, the power related to martial prowess.”

Hyun-soo liked both options.

“How do I receive it?”

“Just touch the statue.”

Hyun-soo placed his palm on the chest of the statue and then stepped back.

Soon, a small light flickered from the statue.

“The degree of recognition you received as you climbed the mountain, and the path you have taken will also appear.”

Then, Hyun-soo heard a notification.

[You gain additional recognition based on the path you have walked.]

[You achieve 65% of the god’s recognition.]

Arte asked, “I’m curious, how much recognition did you achieve?”

‘Could it be around 80%? Such an incredible figure, to achieve that level of divine recognition…’

Then, Hyun-soo said, “Total recognition is 227%.”

“What?”

Arte looked at Hyun, the blacksmith standing in front of the statue, with shaking eyes.

Only upon hearing the exact recognition did Arte understand.

‘It’s too little.’

Just one hammer, one sword to be gained.

Arte soon noticed something strange.

Suddenly, the sword and hammer held by the statue of the God Blacksmith crumbled into ash.

Then, a noise came from the statue holding those two items.

Creak, creak-

‘Could it be…!?’

Arte couldn’t hide his astonishment.

[The God Blacksmith Asca descends.]

Arte’s eyes shook violently.

Gods do not appear easily in the world.

Indeed, that’s why the statue was supposed to give the reward.

Arte’s throat moved.

Gulp-

He could understand why the god had descended.

‘Out of too much recognition, because he was too pleased with his descendant…!’

The god was delighted and had rushed here.

And soon Arte could see it.

A completely new reward was being given.

Arte sensed it.

‘Something incomparable even to a hammer or sword.’

***

[The God Blacksmith Asca descends.]

Hyun-soo was surprised.

Even playing the game as a descendant, he thought it would take a long time to meet Asca.

The god is great and noble.

That was the setting of Ares.

In reality, no user had ever actually encountered a god.

The statue’s eyelids moved.

And god Asca, curious about his descendant who had achieved such remarkable recognition, had descended.

It was just a temporary descent.

Asca’s eyes scanned him.

‘Sturdy build, calluses filling the right hand, unwavering eyes. But these alone could not have achieved such recognition.’

Asca pondered deeply.

What made him like this?

Outstanding skills?

That was also true.

But soon Asca saw what was truly important.

‘Unbreakable determination.’

Purely, Asca admired it.

Asca, even while observing his descendant, said nothing.

He just knew.

If someone had accomplished this much, they deserved a corresponding reward.

‘Yes, let’s give it. A reward even greater than a combination of a hammer and sword.’

And Hyun-soo could see him, smiling an unknowable smile as he looked at him.

Asca’s fluttering eyelids stopped.

[The soul of god Asca disappears.]

Where he disappeared, something else remained.

[The god cherishes you.]

It was as if he was whispering to him.

And from the sky descended something mysterious.

[You acquire a crown forged by the god.]

It was a crown made of platinum.

As Hyun-soo reached out and grasped the crown, his heart throbbed.

Hyun-soo was certain.

This was the highest reward bestowed by the god.

Hyun-soo examined the crown.

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