Mangem's Paladin

As soon as Dongwook twisted, Gunwook entered the dungeon with Kim Jong-hmm.

I continued to wander around the floor where the beasts came out. It was already a yardstick that pierced the 161st floor elevator, but it was better to get an EXP that would quickly become an LV.60.

It was only around 18: 00 that the hunt ended. I got on the elevator exhausted.

It is difficult to see the lava underground. Before the elevator opened, Gunwook dreadfully headed to the burinake toilet.

Kim Jong-hmm stares at the witch left behind.

'4-Star supporter, I'm so jealous. I didn't even get three stars if I stole all the money I had, but I already have everything that others are aiming for, Emperor Gunwook.

It was a yard muttering in the air. The witch who looked at Kim Jong-hmm opened her mouth.

"Kim Jong-hmm, you."

Kim Jong-hmm replied in astonishment.

"Uh, huh?"

"Why is the equipment so crummy? Spend some money on spec ups. We need to reinforce the equipment so that no priest will die in one shot."

"Sorry, I don't have any money."

"Why not? You would have made money selling the hides you collected by catching the beasts."

"It's all mine to do. The rest are taxes and protection fees."

"Protection fee?"

"Money for seniors. Instead of paying higher levels regularly than I do, I'm throwing a party somewhere so I don't get knocked back and get buried in the dark."

I didn't ask because I didn't even know the witch. The witch's last partner also paid the seniors periodically for protection.

The witch asked.

"That protection, do you still need it? Aren't you planning on having a long party with our Auger? Then you don't have to worry about getting beaten up, and you can't help your seniors if you hit Auger."

"Yeah, I don't need protection anymore. But I can't just say I don't need it. If you don't pay, those humans will come for me. Whether you need protection or not, everyone pays you."

"You just have to make a different plan."

"Other dense? Who?"

"Our Auger. Take this opportunity to change. Go to the seniors and tell them that we won't pay any more because the Gangsok Knights are new."

There is no more powerful 'dense' than an article to do. Kim Jong-hmm nodded and muttered.

"Can I?"

The witch nods without thinking. I don't like to be gracious for free, but it was necessary. Unaffiliated Priests are valuable. It is advantageous to keep it well maintained so that there is no trouble in the future.

"No. Instead, spec up straight with your spare money. There are too many people who don't want to spend money on leveling equipment anyway, but I don't see it that way. As soon as we were LV.60, we were already saving money to enhance our equipment."

Kim Jong-hmm nodded, returning from Gunwook's ball job.

The witch said with a smile.

"Coming! Can you hear me?"

Kim Jong-hmm carefully talked about the payment of the protection tax and its enforceability.

After I heard everything, Gunwook said.

"How can I help?"

Three headed for either office.

Following Kim Jong-hmm, there were more demolished shophouse buildings. After many years of neglect, the security did not seem good even to pretend to be a rare person.

"There are high-level players in these places? Kim Hae-kim's assault squad, consisting of LV.59, lived in a crowded building in a crowded street."

"They gave up half the dungeons."

"Why aren't the players in the dungeon?"

"The higher the level, the more you have to fight, not hunt. The risk of dying is increasing because the mob is impoverished. That's why we changed the way we make money."

"In a quieter way, on a quieter street?"

"Yeah, like that."

There was a courtesy office in the alley. The moment I entered the shabby office, it was Kim Jong-hmm who welcomed Gunwook.

[LV.59 Knight of Death Vacancy] [LV.59 Shooter Move Hun]

[LV.68 Death Priest Constitution]

With Gunwook heavily armed and standing like a background, Kim Jong-hmm approached them. Then he made a declaration of separation, as the witch had told him.

The reaction that came back was fierce.

LV.59 Movement Hun is crushed.

"Hey, Kim Jong-hmm."

"I am now higher than you. Be careful what you say.

"Fuck you, motherfucker. How many levels have you gone crazy?"

"Crazy."

"Don't we know that you caught me trying to run away from my puberty? How fucked up I was to open the street with a dimensional door and get to the moment of the move, and I paid back the favor.

"You already gave me a gratuity. It's over."

"Whose son you like."

Moreover, I noticed that the compromise did not go well behind my back. A witch whispered next to Gunwook.

"You're not going to be exhausted, are you?"

Gunwook hurriedly stepped forward. Then he took an item out of the inventory and said,

"As I like."

Moreover, the Silver Knight Medal shines on the table. LV.68 The Priest of Death almost looked at the object in his hand.

And the next moment, Gunwook opened his eyes wide. It's like Kang Ju-hyun threw a medal.

Kang Joo-jun laughed.

"I saw a 100-rep cospé using this big motherfucker. Your brain is a muscle, and you didn't divulge the information?"

"What?"

"I see you're LV.59. Where are you wasting your time, motherfucker?"

Players in the office surrounded Gunwook.

Gunwook slowly looked at their faces. It was a group of four LV.59 players and one LV.68 player.

The LV.59s were not afraid. However, I didn't know how strong LV.68 would be. Level 9 difference I had never fought an opponent.

I heard Gunwook's sword and shield while I was so worried. And the moment the players in the office ran, Gunwook pushed out the two Death Knights that were running at him and charged the face of the LV.59 Wizard who was standing in the corner with a shield. Keep him from mezzing over here.

With the fall of the LV.59 Wizard, the most powerful LV.68 Constabulary on the hit took a witch's mez.

"Freeze!"

The Frost Spell. The Priest of Death memorizes the Purification Spell as soon as his feet freeze, but then the witch shoots the open mouth.

"Billion."

Along with the sound of the bath, the prayer of cleansing that was recited by the Constitution of Kangju was cut off. At this time, the whole body of the Kangju Constitution froze.

Thus, in a short while, the battle became 3: 3 and the subsequent battle was unilateral.

At last, when Mez was released, Kang Joo realized that he was alone among the people in the office.

No matter how high the level is, it's easy to do three things. Gunwook bludgeoned the table with his holy sword and asked.

"Some people are dead, and that's what we're gonna do to bring them back. You gonna do more?"

Kang Joo-jun did not answer Gunuk's question. As a man who has lived hard, he has not revealed his anger in the meantime.

Kang Joo-jun just slightly twisted his face, and the tiger tattoo that covered half of his face turned into a roaring shape.

Kang Joo-jun opened his mouth in an attitude that seemed like this was no big deal.

"You said knight, right? The Duke's?"

"But what?"

"Let's see if we can take responsibility for that. Wait a minute."

Kang Ju-hyun immediately muttered with a handshake.

"Yes, but I need help. Sir, I think you should come. It's an impersonator. You have to rule with your thumb."

Then Kang Ju-hyun began to mutter. Dimension statement creation order.

If you have two players who can place a Dimensional Order, you can create an exact corridor between them. Kang Joo-jun did so.

"· · · · · · narrow it down, the world."

The spell is fulfilled. A huge bridge surrounded by platinum comes out of the portal, and the floor of the office is stamped strong.

The debris splattered everywhere with a bang. Then a man walks out of the portal and reveals the enormous figure.

[Lv.? [Death Knight Kim Seon-woo]

Kim Seon-woo was smiling. It was a smile to show relaxation, not joy.

And the moment Kim Seon-woo discovered Gunwook, the meaning of that smile changed.

"Article Imposter · · · · · This friend?"

"Yes, sir."

Kim Seon-woo, who understood the situation in an instant, said with a smile.

"Kang Joo-jun, didn't I teach you how to cover up a fake medal? It's not a counterfeit if you go into the inventory, it's a counterfeit if you don't."

"Forgot"

"Have you forgotten? Already had dementia?"

"I'm so sorry. Put a medal in your inventory."

"Where is this stubborn man giving orders to the knight?!"

The moment Kim Seon-woo shook his arm, the Warhammer appeared in the air in an instant. Moreover, when it moved reflexively, the head of the Emperor's Constitution was already broken.

"What are you talking about now?"

As Gunwook muttered, Kim Seon-woo replied with a smile, holding Warhammer.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You showed me what you didn't see. It looks bad, so let's fix it quickly. Kim Jong-hmm, can you write a resurrection spell?"

Kim Jong-hmm immediately followed the instructions. When he memorized the spell with a trembling mouth, bribes and brains scattered on the ground gathered together to form the head of the Emperor again.

Kim Seon-woo murmured.

"Wake up, Gangju Constitution."

Kang Joo-jun woke up stumbling. I know it's hard to hide right now, but I'm standing up straight in front of Kim Seon-woo.

Kim Seon-woo said with a smile.

"Happy Resurrection! I saw Kim Jong-hmm. He's the savior of your life. I saved your life, didn't I?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you, don't you?"

"Oh, yes. Thank you."

"If you're grateful, thank you. Do it now. In front of me. Come on."

Kang Ju-hyun manipulated his inventory with trembling hands. So, after seeing the amount of gold sent to Kim Jong-hmm's inventory, Kim Seong-woo frowned.

"Do you give me an allowance to buy a baby right now? Isn't it helpful to add another zero to our Constitution?"

"I don't have the money right now and I don't have enough money to pay you at the end of the month."

"Give me everything you have right now. And the apology for disrespecting my brother...

Kang Ju-hyung looked at Gunwook with frightened eyes to see if he understood the situation lately. When all his companions fell and became three generations old, he could not afford to come. The face was pale, and even the tiger tattoo on the face lost its shape.

Gunwook looked at the wrinkled flesh carved behind the tattoo of Kangju Constitution. After all these years, the face of the weary, the face of the weak hides behind the tiger.

I was more distressed to see him. Gunwook said.

"I want to get out of here quickly because I'm sorry. Brother."

"Oh, yeah. Yes."

Kim Seon-woo from the office smiled softly.

"I'm sorry, brother. I have so many juniors I can't manage the water."

"If you manage water, do you get protection from them?"

"Don't tell me where you are. I'm a court clerk. He's a salaried man, so he can't really do it without extra income."

Kim Seon-woo hung up his horses because his wife told him that the people who bought luxury goods at the department store were being eaten in barrels. I wasn't interested in her vanity right now.

I tried to understand the scene I just saw. It was simple.

'Players not only stumble on each other, but they tear each other apart. Kim Jong-hmm was taken from them, and they took the money from the knight Kim Seon-woo.

Gunwook heard of this structure somewhere.

'It's a riot.' I felt like collecting taxes in a zone based on force, so I didn't even know what I was actually doing.

"I'm going to collect juniors and re-educate them, so this is not going to happen in the future. Don't hurt yourself, brother?"

Then Kim Seon-woo left.

Looking back, Gunwook thought: Last time I said proudly that the poor don't pay taxes, it was just a hypocritical remark to argue that players have a good corner to themselves.

As he was inflamed by his new status, Kim Jong-hmm said he had taken back half the money he had paid so far.

"Thank you so much. I'll give you your inventory number. Thank you so much. I'll give you plenty."

Gunwook faintly replied to Kim Jong-nam's suggestion.

"All right, so use it to enhance your equipment. Ahjae."

Then I broke up with Kim Jong-hmm. Upon returning home, the landlord was waiting for a meal.

The knight's meal was a meal full of meat. Food that other people can't eat, so they can eat unwanted.

After eating them all without leaving anything behind, Gunwook asked the witch.

"Sister, do you have any energy left?"

"Uh, why?"

"So it's too late, but would you like to hunt more? Go back to the dungeon."

The witch laughed one by one.

"The way we stress augers is incredibly hot and productive, right?"

"Okay, you don't like it?"

"Good! Let's go."

I told the landlord to go back to work, so I told him to sleep first. Next to him, Seung Hun was motivated by a senior player's enthusiasm to go out to battle even if it was dark.

"I'll do more push-ups before I go to sleep!"

When I saw Seung Hun's face toward the training room, Gunwook was more stressed. Another discovery of the ugliness of the players today was there, a boy who was desperate to become a player.

In a depressed mood, Gunwook entered the dungeon with the witch. I killed two beasts who had already killed so many. Having been moving for two hours, the experience was quite rewarding, but the stress was barely relieved.

"We're in front of our level up nose. We'll get a new spell when we get LV.60. Do you know LV.59 and LV.60 are different? If you're good, I'll level up tomorrow, but I'm too excited about tomorrow."

Is it just a good thing to earn extra EXP? The witch cheerfully bellowed beside him, but Gunwook spilled it into one ear.

I looked at the painted buildings on the way home.

The country looks like this, it has become feudal, and the ruling class is behaving like a thunderstorm.

What is the king at the top of this insane pyramid thinking? Do we even have a plan to better govern the country? Or am I just happy to enjoy myself while the people are starving, like the old Northern dictator?

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