Dungeon Maker

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“Ladies and gentlemen, Let the auction begin today. The first property is Asran, a two-dimensional warrior. ”

Inside the auction house was like an opera house. There was a big stage and seats were arranged in the form of looking at the stage. But the shape of the seat was a little special. At least two to as many as four seats were bundled together, and there was quite a distance between each mass.

Is it a theater couple? ’

Yongho thought about the theater he worked in Alvaro for a short time. It was similar but different; it seemed closer to the year-end awards ceremony, which appeared right on TV.

Citri leads the dragon to the halfway point. Like the long, flat couch, the long table had the number ‘27’ attached to it.

“Bravely attacked the dungeon of the 'King of Violence’. Although the king of violence has been merciful, the fact that he survived like this proves the value of this property. ”

The auction continued while Yongho was on his way.

Citri sits on the far left of the couch without a word, and the dragon sits next to Citri hesitating as he holds Katarina's left hand with his right hand. Catarina naturally settled on the right edge of the couch.

There was room for one person to enter between the dragon and the citrus. Even holding hands was quite distinct from Katarina, who was practically sitting close together. It seemed to symbolize a distance from Citri that had not yet been filled.

Citri doesn't mind, and the dragon just sits back and finds room to look around the stage.

“As a warrior, he is more or less versatile. He is a powerful swordsman, a wizard, and a brilliant tactician. You are a true champion. You are as good as you are now, but you will certainly be satisfied with your resurrection to the Undead. ”

The auction was conducted by a man wearing an elephant mask. Strange, isn't it? You feel very sexy, even though all you see is a well-dressed suit with a mask on? Dragon was somewhat embarrassed because it was the first time I had felt this way from a man and not a woman.

Citri said in a small voice whether he had even considered the feeling of the dragon.

“It's the Incubus Road Carlos. One of Samael's fastest wings. He is a dangerous man who unconsciously seduces others. Beware of his temptations, both men and women. ”

Citri finished speaking with a smile on her face. Dragon thought he could literally give it back to Citri, but he didn't put it in his mouth. I focused on the auction again.

Asran, the warrior of today, stands beside the man-incubus road carrot, the elephant mask.

Just by looking at his appearance, he was an ordinary man. So was the murky blonde mixture of brown, which is common everywhere, and so was the body that was neither large nor small. Dragon saw the warrior in more detail. And then I realized his eyes were dead. It was worse than the so-called rotten eyes of Dong-tae. There was no light in the grey eyes close to the black.

It wasn't because of his body or appearance that his fancy armor didn't fit, but because of his eyes.

Dragon Hat thought of Burgrim.

The one who lost hope in life and just lived.

I had this delusion in my head. That warrior would have had comrades, since he wouldn't have attacked the king of violence alone. What happened to those guys? Did they all die and survive on their own? Are you desperate to be dragged into a strange world and enslaved?

“Let's stop with the introductions. So let's get started. The starting price is 5,000. ”

A lowly servant could afford hundreds of them.

Yongho clears his useless delusions and looks at Asran with an objective eye. Even in this auction house, I did not face the rushing flow of magical power. It naturally triggered the power of evolution.

[Name: Asran (South)]

[Race/Position: Human]

[Strength Specialty Level 4 | (3)]

[Health Specialty Level 4 | (3)]

[Magic Specialty Level 7 | (3.5)]

[Skill Specialty Level 6 | (3.5)]

Dragon was amazed and disappointed, although all he could see was information from Turra, not from the ministry.

Asran, the warrior, was the highest level among the creatures that Dragon has so far identified. But not evolutionary potential.

Dragon Hoe suddenly turned to look around. Catarina's breath is calm. It was thanks to the resonance of Yongho himself and his magical power, but even given that, it was a quick adaptation.

The dragon has four horns, and three catharses. This was a big difference. Perhaps Catarina is less than half the size of her own dragon, given the absolute power.

Nevertheless, Katarina adapted to the magical flow within the auction house. You defend yourself by gently transferring your fierce magical power.

‘Then you'll see. ’

By limiting Amon's degenerate self, Katarina was the most distinguished owner of its potential. It had the potential of four stars without even Asran the warrior, and even the lowest potential was three and a half stars comparable to Asran the warrior.

Katarina is a shimmering stone. The beauty and value of cutting will vary depending on how you cut it.

“Lord?”

Katarina notices the dragon's gaze and asks a small question, appropriately answering as if the dragon was nothing, and releasing its power of evolution.

Asran, the warrior, won the bid for the dragon mask.

The auction continued. There were times when people came up to the property like Asran the warrior, and there were times when artifacts that looked precious came up.

Yongho enjoyed the auction in his own way. When a person ascended to a property, he examined its potential with the power of evolution, and when the object ascended, he valued it with greed.

The purpose of expanding the door itself was to fill and remain.

And how much time has passed.

The thirteenth property is on the stage.

“You can think of it as a resting corner this time. The accursed crown of Einkel. ”

A small crown was mounted on top of the cart, pushed by a woman in a bunny girl's mask. The crown made of pure metal was not only worn out, but also damaged by the lack of proper storage.

Carlos explained the successive crown. They were so poetic that I could feel why they mentioned it as a resting corner. Even the curse on the crown was playful.

But the dragon swallowed an elongated dry saliva. Carlos' explanation did not reach my ears.

Greed raised its voice. But until now, it was different.

Greed has always been obsessed with the value. Yongho pointed to what he longed for.

Greed did not point to the crown. Smurf happened, it branched out everywhere, but none of it had anything to do with the crown.

Nonetheless, Dragon felt a deep greed for the crown.

Greed was the same. He was telling me that I should have the crown, even if I didn't reach for the branch.

It was an unknown sensation.

I've never done this before.

No, do you really think so?

I don't think I've ever felt this way before.

There were similar senses. But that's why I couldn't understand more.

When I encountered the man in the Ghost Mask just before entering this auction house. When I met him in the eye.

It was similar to the senses I felt at the time. It was definitely not the same and different, but there were similarities.

“I'll start with 100. ”

Carlos' voice breaks. The dragon reflectively turned to citrus. And Citri gently welcomed the dragon as if she knew that the dragon was looking back at her.

Yongho was embarrassed by Citri's gaze, but only for a moment. Instead of hesitating, I asked with a slightly urgent voice.

“I'll pay you as soon as I get back to the family. Can you lend me money? ”

Citri responded with a smile. Instead of talking to Dragon Ho about Katabuta, I took an auction with a long, thin finger.

There were few who coveted the crown, as they proved it was a playful property in the first place. At least Citri called the price a little harder and it disappeared completely.

The final bid is 500. It was not a luxury situation, but I could afford this much.

Every time the price of the crown rises, Dragon vomited a breath of relief, praying not to follow. Citri waited until such a dragon restored peace.

“Then shall we go back? You've had plenty of water, you've got more than a wall of escorts, you've got all the properties you want. ”

Dragon hurries to look back at Katarina, saying she's over a wall. Katarina blinks as if to say something, but now she understands. And so was Dragon Ho.

Katarina's magical control skills were significantly improved before entering the auction house. Yongho himself had a forced rise in his magical power control, but Katarina was superior only to that rise.

“Thank you."

“No, I kept my promise. ”

The citri, which responded gently to the reflective thank you, stood up first. I led Dragon Hoe and Katarina out in their natural footsteps, as they did when they came in.

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It was at the end of the auction that the king of the food court entered the auction house.

The king of the appetite did not hide his satisfaction because the secret deal with Samuel's fastest wings was quite successful.

The parrot mask woman gave the catalogue to the king of such a diet with a polite hand. It was a catalog of the properties that were uploaded to the auction today.

The catalog did not contain mere pictures or descriptions. Using this magical catalog of moments, it was possible to feel the property itself alive.

The king of the appetizers, who turned the page with a light gesture, suddenly stopped his hand. The parrot mask woman, who was focusing on the king of the eaters, asked in a small, soft voice.

“My Lord, perhaps you have something of interest. ”

The king of the appetizers did not answer. I just stared at the catalogue. The parrot woman takes a quick look inside the catalog instead of repeating the same words. On the page where the food king's hand stopped, there was a property called the 'Cursed Crown of Einkel'.

Even children's toys were small enough. There was no shocking curse either.

Nevertheless, the king of the appetizers did not take notice. I stared at the crown for a long time and vomited in a low voice.

“Who won this property? ”

It was the king's question, but the parrot mask woman could not answer it. In the case of an anonymous auction, the dungeon top never leaked information of the buyer.

“Please wait a moment. ”

The parrot mask woman barely answered with a squeezed voice and stood up. After this, I had to find out which masked person won the crown. If you were to open a hydrogen door in an auction house, you would be able to get that much information.

The parrot mask woman left the table, and the king vomited a long breath. I reached out and touched the image of the crown floating in the air.

The curse on the crown was shoddy. The shape of the crown was also of little value.

But the metal that makes up that crown.

Ordinary people could not be recognized.

Even a blacksmith with a good eye could hardly recognize the value of that metal.

But the king of the appetizers could tell.

It wasn't because he had a good eye.

Sixtam was telling me.

The body, beside the old wonder, was screaming.

Seven deadly sins. Seven generations of sins.

It's a fragment of the spirit of the Drinking King. Convenience of that tenacious existence.

Seven wonders.

It's the shrapnel of King Drinkin's flesh.

And unusual debris. Dozens, hundreds more of them.

The metal that was making up that crown was part of an unusual fragment. Nevertheless, it was the body of King Drinking, the great being.

God's metal.

Yeah, but what other expression would fit in that metal?

The king of the appetizers was meticulous. He asked himself:

Did the person who bought the crown recognize the face of the crown? Maybe they just bought a crown for fun.

I didn't care about entertainment.

But if it wasn't, I'd recognize the face of the crown.

‘No, it can't be. ’

The only king in this auction house was the king of the appetizers. If there was another king, I wouldn't have known about it. All six existing kings confronted and even fought.

But why? Why does it feel so trivial?

The king of the appetizers waits for the parrot mask woman to return. Then I suddenly remembered the face of one person.

The kid who was wearing a white mask before the auction started.

The king of the appetizers shakes his head. You turn over the page of the catalog, hoping to tilt yourself.

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“Thank you so much for today. ”

Yongho, who got off the cat wagon, faced Citri and said. It seemed to have been a long time, but the night was not over yet. The dawn was still far away.

Citri chuckles. I looked at the dragon with empathetic eyes.

“I'm happy for you, my dear customer, to be even bigger. Think of it as something I did for myself. And then -”

Citri suddenly blurred the end of the horse. He narrows his eyes and laughs maliciously.

“It's nice to see you, but don't you think it's time to let go? ”

Dragon Hoe blinked and understood. I stared deeply into Katarina's hands until I left the auction house and returned to the Mamon family dungeon.

Katarina shudders in her ears, and the dragon drops her hand in horror. The length was different, but both ears were red.

Citri did not tease the two of them with silence. Rather, I took out the crown from between my breastbones and pushed it out to Dragon Hoe as if it were fixing the atmosphere.

“Here's the crown. My dear customer, you have a very good eye. ”

Is discerning a joke or is it really worth something in this crown?

As Yongho ponders for a moment, Citri takes a step back.

“You should go back inside. Eligos must be waiting for his throat to drop. ”

I don't know about Eligos, but the High Meer Cats get up and keep an eye on this side.

The dragon nods. First, he gave Citri an example.

“See you next time, then. ”

“Yeah, me, too. We look forward to seeing you again. ”

Citri also gave an example. Katarina lowers her head for a moment, thinking about how to say hello.

Yongho and Katarina head for the Mamon family dungeon side by side. Citri, who was looking behind him, smiled bitterly. I got back on the cat wagon.

The image of the dragon. The Katarina standing next to it.

It reminds me of Mamon and Elun. Citri remembered a long time ago on a cat wagon running through the night sky. I called out in a small voice, facing the rushing dawn.

“Mamon.”

A great king of greed.

The only man Citri ever loved.

And...

Citri looks down at her hands. I bit my lip without knowing it. I wanted to forget, but I still couldn't forget.

A thousand years ago.

The day Mamon disappeared from this world.

Citri clenches her fist. I hold the very hand that killed Mamon in my heart. I called out Mamon's name again.

But the answer never came back.

Only a bitter voice hovered through the dark night sky.

Chapter 31 - The End of the Dungeon Chamber of Commerce Auction, Chapter 32 - The Door to the Space

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