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[2nd round] I can't believe I'm a middle-aged man!

KB: I didn't expect another accident in one day. Have you ever heard of a traumatized pig who can't rest? The king who paid a monetary price will continue to ask you for something. Greed rots the bag.

Moral Teacher, I think the corruption has gone too far.

Sigh: A bad compromise is better than a good lawsuit. There are times when you can win, but you still have to take the loss. If I had more time, I would look at it side-by-side, but I'm busy with the crowds.

After a day of chattering with the king,

I healed my entire body with the magic of Ranubel, but I couldn't help but faint in a luxurious room.

Still, there was some blood struggle.

Cost of Warrior Activity.

It was a pleasant thing that was impossible in the first car.

Students, by the way?

Explanation: The miller thinks wheat grows only for his mill to return. Strong student. You're not the only candidate for valor. Already graduated quite a bit. Warriors who have returned safely to Earth are happy to help difficult neighbors.

The moral teacher left with nothing but a word of encouragement.

The story today was quite shocking.

I'm the miller? It was 2 medium bottles...?

The world did not roll around me. Human beings who had moved into the fantasy world were not only ‘strong Korean people’.

Many Medium Bottle Dreams on Earth are being bred as warriors. Alone in a giant lab.

A dimensional education facility for one person.

The scale was so stupid that the reality couldn't keep up.

“Warrior, what's on your mind? ”

From yesterday, except when I was asleep, Ranubel, next to me all day long, tilts his head and asks.

“Ranubel. Are you sure I'm the only warrior summoned to this land? ”

“Yes? Yes. I'm sure.”

The moral teacher said he was busy with students who were being pushed around. Even at this moment, many warriors are on their way to defeat the Demon King Pedonar.

But there is only one warrior in this world.

If so,

‘Parallel worlds…? ’

Are there as many fantasy worlds as there are students here? Like a solo offline role-playing game.

Stupid scales became even worse.

My head starts to tingle.

So hold off for now. For now, I only decided to think about how to get home as soon as possible.

Graduates return to Earth and live happily ever after.

I didn't ask you not to.

“Ranubel, come with me. ”

*

King Mandu has filled you with gold coins.

When the king was conscious of the fact that the summoned warrior was leaving, he opened his treasury to buy my joy even with money.

However, there were conditions.

“Wow! How much is all this?! There will never be a warrior like you who saved humanity. It's amazing!”

“Shh! Keep your voice down. People are staring at me weird. ”

King Mandu entrusted the money to Archaeologist Ranubel, who was to become a fellow warrior.

I would have done it if I were king.

“Brave! Brave! I'd like to have that magic orb. Do you mind if I buy it? I've always wanted one. ”

... King Mandu seems to have picked the wrong watchman.

I look at the price tag,

“Buy it.”

It's not my money.

“Yay! Thank you! ”

Ranubel and the place I was walking in was the capital city, the center of the empire's logistics. The price was horrifying, as there were high tariffs and a lot of good stuff coming in.

Among them, the magical magic tools, which are the hallmarks of fantasy, were a luxury item that humbled even the nobles.

Magic wand, magic bead, magic powder, magic broom, magic....

However, if you enter the word 'magic’, it becomes inevitably expensive.

Just as‘ cutting-edge ’on Earth is expensive.

With my permission, Ranubel leaps into the store. Then he grabbed a ball the size of his head and pulled it out with his arms.

Very happy face.

The young men passing by the street gazed at the label like that.

“Ranubel, come with me. ”

“Yes, my warrior. ”

I kicked her tongue once and summoned her like a gesture to a puppy.

This is all for the ignorant young men.

I think I was seduced by the abomination of Ranubel, but I have to be a wealthy noble to endure the words of this young genius wizard. One or two dates and the whole family's column will be drawn out.

Now, my outfit was a perfect fantasy.

Even though the uniform was ragged by the royal knights, it was because the first time I was dressed, I dared to roam the streets in uniform and called for unnecessary attention and quarrels.

I'm not doing anything stupid right now.

I've been living in fantasy costumes for 10 years.

It doesn't mean I like it.

meandering sleeves, elasticated stockings, long lapels, peacock feather hats, pumpkin pants, red shoes, tight crotch, sparkly flower patterns….

A fashion terror without genealogy.

However,

“Your outfit is exquisite. ”

“Ears, nobles. That's also huge.... ”

“Are you the disciple of a great family? ”

The people of the kingdom who mistook me for a nobleman did not put up a fight. It's because if you are wronged by nobles, you won't have 10 lives.

When I look at Ranubel, clinging to my side and following me around, I'm like, "Kid. Leave the pretty one next to you and I'll let you live.” It is the same context why I do not see males reciting the same cliché.

In other words, it is a good shopping environment.

“But, hero, Hey, where are you going? He doesn't even look at famous forges and herb shops. You're the first warrior here. ”

“Black market.”

“Old?! ”

“Please, just shut up. People stare at me strangely because of you. ”

Ranubel shrugged his neck.

“Ha, but it's a black market. It makes sense for a righteous warrior to be surprised at an illegal auction. ”

“Lanubel.”

“Yes.”

“The magic orb you just bought is also illegal? ”

“Ah?! ”

An item purchased with her selfish desires. It was I who allowed it, but she was the one who opened the door without speculating.

That is, we are accomplices.

“... warrior. I was thinking about bears. I think the black market will be fine if it helps humanity at peace. Poison is also used in medicine! ”

Ranubel shifts his attitude as if his palms were upside down.

“If you understand, follow me quietly. ”

“Yes! But how will you find the black market? I've lived here a long time, and I've only heard rumors about it. I heard it's hard to catch because you change the location of the auction every time. ”

Sharp question. No, of course not.

It was suspicious enough that the newcomer warrior who just stepped foot in the fantasy world knew better than the locals.

How should I surround this... Ah!

“Who am I? ”

“The chosen warrior. ”

“Then think about it. Would a warrior be a warrior if he were ordinary? If you could defeat the Demon King with five times the EXP, thousands of years of dragons and fairies would have been defeated. ”

“Well, then…? ”

As an archaeologist, the eyes of the clever lanubel changed strangely.

“Listen up. The face of the warrior who will defeat the Demon King is invisible to his stats. ”

“Awesome...! ”

“If you understand, don't talk back. Shut up. ”

“Woo…. ”

I headed to my favorite bar in the first car.

Like the question of Ranubel, I don't even know where the black market is changing the meeting place every time.

Of course, I remember some of the guests who were regulars in the black market. However, this time, due to the patronage of the king of dumplings, the visit to the black market was greatly accelerated.

I needed new information

Right here.

Queek...

I pushed the sliding door of the rusty hinge into the filthy tavern.

The inside of the room was a glimpse of Darkness being driven out by a fireplace and a blaze of flames.

There are many voices of the first guests mixed together.

“Shake it off! You'll die if you lose! ”

“Haha! So? ”

“Have a beer here! No, two! ”

The loud shouts of men who wrestle, the groaning laughter of women who seduce men, the bard who plays vent guitar in the corner, and the waitress who carries the glass busy....

My memories are as they were.

Very slowly, I took a step in, tasting the fragrance of the past. They're staring at me from all over.

My appearance did not create an atmosphere, but something called air currents must have changed.

It's because I've never seen my face before and I'm a 'nobleman’.

I was disappointed with the attitude of the bar friends who were different from the first ride, but I walked ahead of the bartender regardless.

The bartender, who was wiping the glass, talks first.

“The nobleman and the magnificent beauty of this shabby tavern have graceful eyes. What would you like to order? It looks old but handles all liquor traded in the kingdom. ”

Soft as water.

Her eyes were as sharp as a rattlesnake, but her nice smile, neat mustache, and white suit didn't hurt her.

The first time was still the same.

I called out the name of my dear bartender.

“Tony.”

“... Does the nobleman know me? ”

“I know quite well. ”

You are a warrior who defeats evil forces.

Evil standards include smugglers, distributors, and customers who move unspoiled items such as drugs or slaves.

collectively, the Dark Chamber.

In the first round, the warrior party broke the Dark Chamber that spread across the fantasy continent and discovered many passwords and secret sites.

It was never a pleasant adventure.

I also lost a good friend in the process.

Race: Human

⁄ Level: 54

Job: Assassin (Night Ambush )

⁄ Skill: Stealth D Chase E Sales E latency E Cleaning F...

Status: Tension

Tony's a former assassin. He opened a bar after retirement and is a friend who taught me how to live in this barbaric world. Even spiritual teachers are not exaggerated.

I want to make a good connection this time as I did the first time, but there are some intercepting lanubels and I didn't come here today to reclaim my friendship.

I recited the ‘language of promise’ only in the black market.

“Tony. Have you had any good drinks? ”

“Tell me the price range you want and I'll match it up a little bit. ”

You're right!

It was too early, so I was worried if the language of promise was different, but it was tilted.

I was having a conversation, calling my inner joy.

“Tony, don't make me say it three times. ”

“Oh! I beg your pardon. ”

Ranubel, sitting next to me on his ass, says, "Warrior, He once said,” I whispered indiscriminately, but I ignored him neatly.

Question one, name two.

That makes three.

“You're lucky. It's a 27-year-old dark beer Black-Dragon that came in today. With roasted lamb, the flavor is even more refreshing. ”

A drink came in today.

It tells you the time and location of the black market:

For example, if Tony says good booze came in two days ago, "It opens in two days.”. "

And dark beer, '27-year-old black dragon’, points to the exact location of the black market.

In addition to this, the meeting place can vary completely depending on the face and direction of the bartender who follows the alcohol.

“Today?”

“That's right.”

“You haven't opened the liquor yet, have you? ”

If the auction has already begun, it is better to aim for the next one.

“Then I would have introduced you to another drink. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. I have my doubts. Tony, one more question. Is the quality of lamb good? ”

Roasted lamb.

The main product of the black market is‘ slavery ’.

While it is hard to find on a dominant Earth, democracy and equality, slavery is fairly common in this barbaric world.

Laws vary slightly from region to region, and most countries have outlawed human slavery other than prisoners of war.

That's why it's illegal.

“You can count on it. ”

Tony replies with confidence.

The bluffing and exaggeration on this floor is very dangerous. So the slaves that will be auctioned off in the black market are objectively fine.

This is very satisfying news for me.

“The spell is the same for two lambs. ”

“Two men. I'll be with you shortly. ”

Two people booked in an illegal, dark auction house.

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