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Translator: thursdays Editor: Sasha PR: LightBrin
1.
“I’m moving the headquarters of the Chen Mu-mum to the 22nd floor,” said the Venomous Snake.
It was a few days after our group conquered the [Chronicles of the Heavenly Demon].
“What?”
“I decided to move. We’ll move the whole dojo. Just as you inherited the will of the Demonic Cult, I became the disciple of the Murim Lord, you know? And Chen Mu-mun is my guild. Therefore, it’s only right that they follow me to the Murim alliance.”
The Venomous Snake calmly read the novel.
Like I saw last time, the Venomous Snake was a fan of reading. Although his hobbies were very lopsided, there were a lot of books here that satisfied his weird tastes.
The Venomous Snake, wearing glasses (no frames, just for style, market value of 9800 won), turned the page of a book with a magic cover (a hero-grade item that can be put on any book and change the title and cover design at will, market value of 2000 gold).
“My teacher is also half-disabled, but he still has his arms and legs. The Alchemist somehow made it possible for him to move around. Therefore, I intend to place him as the Taesang Hobeop.”
“The Murim Lord as the Taesang Hobeop….”
“Yeah. He’s heartbroken because the Heavenly Demon died. When I see that, I get all depressed,” the Venomous Snake said bluntly.
The Hobeop was the bastion of a clan. Literally, it means someone who watches over traditions. Among them, the Taesang Hobeop was the highest. The Venomous Snake was actually trying to set up the Murim Lord as the most important elder.
“In that case, it’s better that he’s distracted. Such as by being busy teaching the younger students. It’ll also help our guild members become stronger.”
I was a little surprised. Wasn’t that really thoughtful?
The Venomous Snake’s hand stopped turning the pages of the book as if he felt my gaze.
“…Oi, Death King. Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’m not. I was just admiring that the heads of the top 5 guilds are definitely something else.”
I had wondered how this ridiculous otaku was so popular with his subordinates, but there was a reason. It was because he took care of his people.
“I-is that so?”
The Venomous Snake blushed and scratched his nose.
“Ahem. Hmm hmm. D-don’t get me wrong! I just did something that should be done. The world gets too melancholy if you praise someone for doing what is reasonable. Hoo, the world shouldn’t become sad just because of me.”
“What a bad feeling…”
“Huh?”
“I didn’t say anything.”
Anyway, I felt troubled when I heard the Venomous Snake speak.
Taking good care of your people. It was a problem I had been thinking about even before I entered the Chronicles of the Heavenly Demon.
I also reached the 3rd place ranking as a Hunter. But was it enough just to have a high ranking and know some martial arts? Popularity. Virtue. Wasn’t this the time when I should develop such a mindset?
Let’s see.
A person who I can say is one of ‘my people’ here….
-Ah, I want another sword match. I really want another damn match. The overwhelming and diabolic sword fight. I’m so hungry for a match with my life on the line. Zombie, let’s go to a martial arts novel for the next apocalypse. This time, let’s go to a Murim world where instead of the Demonic Cult, the Evil Sect dominates! Let’s go to an Evil Sect masteeeerrr!!
Um.
No.
This man isn’t really….
“Gongja! With special consideration, the main office has made nail cutters tailored for your fingers and toes! If you feel my handiwork as I snip, snip your nails, you’ll never want to clean your fingernails and toenails yourself again! Just three minutes! No, just two minutes! Please leave your hands and feet to me for 120 seconds!”
Not this perverted Constellation, either.
I reject him even more.
[Shiny sings today as well. The brilliant feats of the Warrior-nim. The figure of the manly warrior who spoke so eloquently at the fortress of the Aegim Empire The struggle of the warrior who was as beautiful as he was desperate in the Murim world. Oh, Shiny is so happy to see the hero’s esteemed face even today. Long live the warrior! Hooray! Hooray!]
“…….”
Huh?
Was it possible that…… nobody around me was normal?
Not at all?
Was this for real?
Strange. I was normal. I was a model student who tried to live normally. But why was I surrounded by only crazy ghosts, kooky Constellations, and ditzy swords?
Thinking about it, all three of them weren’t even ‘human’. This was nuts. Was this my destiny? If this was my destiny, wasn’t it a bit like a dog? Was God perhaps a dog? This Siberian Husky-like…. [1]
“Aha, Death King! What are you thinking about?”
“Heretic Questioner. I was thinking that it would be nice if you go to the 13th floor and negotiate with the priests of Aegim. It would be nice if newbie Hunters could take quests there.”
“Oh! I was thinking the same thing. Death King and I are on the same wavelength, thinking about how we can help everyone! I’ll be back!”
After chasing out the blond corgi-bear like man, I became less and less confident in my companions.
“There. D-Death King-nim.”
A savior appeared before my despairing eyes.
“I succeeded in mass-producing the zombie virus treatment. The medicinal components should also be commonly available. I-if people get vaccinations in advance, they won’t have any problems going around the 22nd floor.”
This is the person!
“Boss.”
“Y-yes. Death King-nim….”
“Do you have any plans to move?”
As I spoke about the plan I had right after the confrontation between the Alchemist and the Medicine King, the Alchemist blinked.
“What?”
“Your store is too small right now. Since you cleared this stage, the value of your name increased even more, so you’ll have to expand it. You’ll have a lot of orders. Would you be able to handle the demand with your store right now?”
“Ah. That. I was also thinking about expanding the store. The price of real estate on the first floor is…. You know how it is. I have to get a big loan…. The Count showed me some kind of contract, saying that he would pay for it all.”
“No, you should never sign that.”
Who does he think he is? He was a cat that put his paws on someone else’s fish.
“The real estate. If it’s something like that, I’ll give it all to you.”
I shouted loudly.
“In addition, I’ll pay for the moving costs and interior costs. I’ll take care of everything, so please just bring yourself without worrying.”
The Alchemist opened her mouth.
“Eh. Uh. R-really…?”
“Yes. Did you know that the 20th floor is my property? I’ll arrange a nice spot for you. You just have to show up.”
The Alchemist opened and closed her mouth again. She didn’t seem to believe my proposition.
But I was saying it sincerely.
‘What good is land if I don’t make use of it?’
It was not a waste to invest in a colleague who would become the master of the Alchemy Castle in the future.
I smiled.
“In exchange, please make the medicine or potions I ask for with a slightly higher priority. Does that sound good?”
“O-of course! I’m already doing that for you… Uh. Wh-what should I do? I’m receiving too many things from Death King-nim….”
The corner of the Alchemist’s mouth trembled. She was saying this and that, but a good thing was a good thing. The Alchemist was embarrassed, but she couldn’t hide her joy.
Her tightly clasped hands seemed to shout, ‘Score! Let’s go!’ on the inside.
My mind was also pleased.
‘Yeah. It feels rewarding to take care of people.’
At that moment.
“Ahem. Hmm! A-he-hem. Ahem, khmph!”
“…….”
“Uh huh. Kiddo. Did you forget something?”
The Medicine King was standing there. I couldn’t detect him at all until he was right behind me. Did this old man learn an interesting technique in the Murim world without me knowing…? It was quite the skill.
“I wish I had some more land in my old age as well….”
He glanced at me.
“Oh, my store is so old these days that it smells stale. It often gets damp, too. It’s so bad for my back! Because it is on the third floor, my knees squeak as I go up and down the stairs every day….”
Another glance.
“It would be great if a nice young man gave me a roughly 100,000-pyong place with good air….” [2]
“I’m sorry. Excuse my rude friend.”
The Sword Saint approached and grabbed the back of the Medicine King. Like that, he dragged him away.
While being dragged, the Medicine King raised his voice and screamed.
“Jeez! In what country does a friend interfere instead of help with someone’s business deals? Did they teach you that in Northern Europe?! Marcus, you bastard! You’re from a prestigious chaebol family, but your business ethics are like a beggar’s!”
“My friend. I know you’re upset about being old, but you don’t have to be indecent, too…. You already make a lot of money.”
“It’s a deficit, a deficit! The orders have stalled lately! Alchemist! You there, Alchemist kid! Last match I had given it away. In fact, I don’t have the power to stand in the way of Sean McCallister’s Victory Road. Just say something like this! Can’t you just do that for me?!”
The Hunters in the Great Library looked at the Medicine King. The Alchemist had seen the Medicine King through new eyes after doing the joint research and working on the surgery together, enough to call him her elder, but now, she regarded him again like he was a water flea…. saying, ‘Woah.’
The Venomous Snake, who had been quietly reading novels, grumbled.
“Ah, frick. Why do the heroines always die in all the novels I read? Is this the trend these days?”
Like I thought, this group had no normal people.
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