Dungeon Maker

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As always, there was a red-haired beauty at the center of the white world.

Yongho vomited a sigh of relief as he thought that there might be another employee standing, or a vendor he could not talk to at all.

Right now Yongho needed someone who could ‘bargain’.

Citri, a member of the Dungeon Chamber, bows lightly with a fresh smile. I whispered as if it were a beautiful gesture.

“Good to see you again, sir. ”

“Nice to meet you, too. ”

The relaxed dragon breathes deeply. Whether it was because I saw Katarina often or because things were so urgent, face-to-face with Citri was not as daunting as before.

The dragon approaches Citri. After stopping at a reasonable distance, he said it as if it were a joke.

“By now, can I count Citri as Mamon's personal assistant? ”

“Every time you visit accidentally, I have time to spare. I heard that Yongho's handover saw a kite like this. ”

Citri replied more leisurely this time. As expected, she was dangerous. Even small gestures and voices had the power to deceive people.

The dragon gazes directly into Citri's eyes, instead of passing jokes around too much. I thought I would be fascinated even though I just made eye contact. Maybe Citri is the circus.

Citri smiles again.

“Dear Customer, What would you like to trade today? Are you here to buy a new horse? Or supplies like food? At our dungeon convention, we also deal in new traps and equipment for facilities. ”

But neither. Yongho said over time.

“I'd like to sell some items before I buy them. ”

“You mean the Mamon family stuff? ”

“Yes, these are common lesions. ”

The dragon, who answered, teases his fingers in the air. A spear of light formed in the air after conveying the will to the same trick as in the dungeon.

It was like a shopping mall catalogue, with weapons lined up in a window of light.

Right next to the throne were the armory soldiers placed on the Awareness Magazine at the Dungeon Chamber.

“Good quality weapons. Let's take a look. ”

As Citri reached for the window of light, some of the enlisted organs were manifested. Citri gently grabs the axe that just popped out of the window of light, and pulls it out of the window of light, like pulling a sword out of a sheath.

Citri's slender arms make it hard to lift a giant battle axe.

But Citri turns the battle axe around like a toy. You lift it up just in front of your face and look at the battle axe with your narrow eyes. He said in a slightly bitter voice.

“Kaiwan.”

Citri's gaze rested on the moon above the crest of the wolf door.

Yongho asked without my knowledge.

“Do you know her? ”

Citri took a moment instead of answering straight away. He stretches out the battle axe in his hand and looks at the air slightly farther away, like a stuttering memory.

“He was a cute little boy. Don't want to lose to anyone, pretend to be strong. But still, he is very lonely. In other words, based on Yongho's handover... Yes, I think I can compare it to a wild cat. ”

As she finished speaking, Citri smiled very faintly. He was as gentle and gentle as ever, but a little sad.

Cat carrying.

A bitter witch with gray hair.

Did Citri make a deal with the Mamons in the days of Kaiwan, a three-generation household owner? Maybe he was the dedicated manager of the Mamon family back then?

I was curious, but did not ask.

Rather, Yongho noted the words Citri used to describe Kaiwan.

A sweet, lovable child.

Kaiwan was the family heir of the Mamon family decades ago. It means that Citri, too, has lived for more than a decade.

Furthermore, Citri was describing Kaiwan as a child.

‘Senior horsemen often live forever. ’

It reminds me of what Saab Katarina said. Then, is Citri a "big deal"? To lighten the flow of decades?

Citri sees the dragon again. It was his usual relaxed expression that he had told all of his feelings.

“They're all good weapons. But we don't have magic to do this. And... I don't know if you know this, but the Dungeon Awards are pretty grumpy for resale of 'once sold goods’. What do you want to buy with the money you've sold these things for? ”

Yongho accepted Citri's words as‘ bargaining ’, not‘ interference ’.

That's why he openly spoke of his own desires without hiding them.

“I want something like a potion that can restore magic in a short time. ”

A Mana Potion that appears throughout the RPG.

It was Yongho himself who currently possessed the most powerful ‘firepower’ in the Mamon family dungeon. Amon's rust, however, was too powerful. In order to deal with dozens, perhaps hundreds of Crazy Ants, this side also needed to increase the number of uses of rust.

“You mean Mana Potions. ”

Citri folds her arms lightly. You look into the dragon's eyes as if you were exploring whether you were interested.

“Mana potions are of little use to powerful horsemen. There is a limit to the amount of magic you can recover with Mana Potions. But it might be the right item for Yongho, who's growing up. ”

The fact that Mana Potion exists and the limits of its abilities were already confirmed through Katarina and Eligos.

What matters now is how many Mana Potions you can buy with the money you sell your weapons for.

Citri pulled out a small jar of glass from between her sternum, as she always did. There was a jar of blue liquid in the glass, just the size of a pinky.

“You may already know this... but Mana Potions are very expensive. Magic is the most important element for our horsemen. This is unnecessary for the highest-ranking horsemen... But not all horsemen in the Mahjong family are higher-ranked horsemen. The Southern Vacant Housewives are all eager to get one more Mana Potion. because there's more demand than supply. ”

Somehow the forefront was not good. Citri tilts her head slightly and says,

“This bottle should be enough to restore Dragon's Magic Power to its maximum in one fell swoop. And the reality is that you can't buy any of these bottles with the 20 common bottles you bring in. ”

Citri looks at the dragon's eyes as she speaks. Yongho also looked at Citri's eyes.

If you were just going to tell me that the money wasn't right, there was no reason to stop talking like that. As Yongho had discovered for the first time, Citri was open to ‘bargaining’.

“But it's between you and me. Let's have some flexibility. ”

Yongho was waiting for a reaction. But the words that followed were somewhat out of the dragon's expectations.

“So tell me a story. ”

“A story?”

“Yes, why do you need Mana Potions? What the Mamons are going through right now. If you can be honest with me, I'll give you three bottles of Mana Potions - no, four bottles. That's a fair trade, isn't it? ”

Citri grinned and laughed. Citri's smile, which was so beautiful, was clear and transparent, and I didn't think it would contain any compassion.

That's why Dragon was wary of Citri.

She definitely had a ‘favor’ with her and the Mamon family. But why, in her favor, for some reason. Why would she want to know what happened to the Mamons?

At first, I thought she might be a ‘patron' of the Mamon family. Seeing me behaving as if I knew about Kaiwan well, it seemed likely.

But one thing was unclear. Nothing was more dangerous than a quick guess and unexpected expectation.

But Yongho had to use this subtle relationship with Citri.

The plan to reclaim the gold mine in the first place was also based in Citri's favor to some extent. It took time for gold mining to generate the right revenue.

He closed his eyes and took a breath once. I made up my mind. Citri spoke about things that were surprisingly short and cheerful.

I didn't lie. Even though Yongho was anti-vanma, Citri knew that it was one of the seven deadly sins of greed. Lying clumsily to her only calls for a countereffect.

After hearing all of Dragon's stories, Citri expressed her feelings as simply as dragon's.

“That's amazing.”

Citri laughs. She looks at the dragon, admiring it in small ways, as if it were really strange. The red eyes and young emotions were clearly encountered once before.

“If you're in a situation like Yongho, don't you usually think about giving in or running away first? ”

But Yongho didn't. I came to Citri myself, saying that this is the time to reclaim the gold mine, rather than defend it normally.

Yongho also gave Citri a slightly dazed look. The reason was simple.

It was because I didn't even think of the idea of 'running away’ until Citri spoke.

Citri read the expression of the dragon. I smiled with more emotion than I did just now. It was a little, but it was even funny.

“Really, you are a master of greed. I'm telling you, this is a compliment. ”

Yongho didn't know what to respond to. Fortunately, Citri quickly eased the embarrassment of such a dragon. I pulled three more bottles of Mana Potions from my sternum in a row.

“The deal must always be kept honest. I will dispatch men to the Mamon family dungeon to retrieve the weapons and deliver the potions within the day. I pray for Cheon Yong-ho's bravery and victory from afar. ”

When he finished, Citri asked the dragon to shake his hand. It was a symbolic action that meant the deal was done.

Yongho grabs Citri's hand. I waved the hand of the citrus so gently that I was afraid it would melt away and expressed my gratitude for a short time. Instead of saying more nonsense, I disconnected from the dungeon's virtual space.

As if a character had logged out of an online game, the dragon's existence disappeared from all white virtual space. Now only Citri existed between the white sky and the earth.

Citri glances at the place where the dragon disappeared. I saw something else instead of the visible ground. I whispered in a small voice.

“Amon. Sometimes your ass weighs more than mine... Did you find him?" Or did he call you? ”

The answer never came back. But Citri was satisfied. With a relaxed face, I looked up at the white sky without any wind.

Again, Citri's eyes illuminated something other than heaven.

Something out there.

A man in the memory of Citri.

Citri didn't put that name on her mouth. I closed my eyes like I always did. I buried myself on a freshly made white bed.

The End

chu Yong-ryong