Episode 212
Episode 212. Profit (1)
Nikolai’s intrusion was beyond rude.
“Nikolai. Let’s calm down and sit down and talk.”
Shimun continued speaking slowly, trying to calm Nikolai down.
“Stop talking nonsense!!”
Despite the sincerity of such poetry.
Nikolai’s surname did not sink.
“The deaths of my brother and my guild members must be related to you!”
On the contrary.
“Until you reveal the truth about the incident, I will break each and every one of your bones!”
Woof.
Nikolai, who even swings his hammer.
To him.
“You, Nikolai!”
“Are you crazy?!”
“Simun, you have nothing to do with this assassination… .”
Vasily and the organizers tried to stop him quickly, but that was all.
In the first place, they were not even the Awakened ones, so there was no way they could stop Nikolai, the most promising prospect in Russia.
But this room can’t stop Nikolai like that.
There were as many as four characters that could be defeated.
among them.
“dare…….”
The most fearsome figure stepped forward.
Literally in the blink of an eye.
“Where can I live, brother?”
Lee Yu-jeong appears in front of the eager Nikolai.
Not befitting the title of the Iron-Walled Saint.
Wedge liquid.
Her fist dug into Nikolai’s abdomen at incredible speed.
Wood crack!
With an eerie cracking sound.
Kwaaang!
Nikolai’s huge body was slammed against one wall.
* * *
“… … .”
“… … .”
A waiting room filled with silence.
In it.
“after.”
The only woman breaking the silence.
Lee Yu-jeong raised her hand, which was emitting white light, and let out a short sigh.
It wasn’t a crowd.
“Do I really need to treat you? There are probably plenty of high-ranking healers and treatment facilities in Russia.”
The best prospect in Russia who was blown away by Lee Yu-jeong in one blow.
Because she was healing Nikolai Ivanov with her power.
To him.
“That, that… … It seems that I can’t just receive treatment from the saint… … .”
Vasily, who was nearby, looked at Lee Yu-jeong’s expression and answered cautiously.
In fact, if we look at it from the perspective of the representative of the organizer of this guild war.
There was no need for Vasily to be aware of Lee Yu-jeong’s feelings to this extent.
‘I killed Nikolai with just one blow… … .’
One blow.
Even though the difference between Platinum and Ranker is like heaven and earth.
The fist of Lee Yu-jeong, who destroyed Russia’s best prospect with a single blow, was regardless of social status.
Because there was something that instinctively made me scared.
Such a shock to Vasily.
“Yoo Jeong-ah.”
A distinct beauty awakens.
“Don’t do that. Treat him properly.”
The silent poet opened his mouth.
“Even though Mr. Nikolai was excited, your response also felt excessive.”
“But Brother… … .”
Lee Yu-jeong looks at the poem with slightly wet and dead eyes.
One thing is for sure, it’s not a true feeling.
I knew the poem well, having known it since childhood.
“I really appreciate your concern, and I know that. For now, let’s think about Nikolai’s full recovery first. Okay?”
Instead of accepting it.
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Tire chose the direction.
On the contrary, Lee Yu-jeong knew the heart of such a poem well.
“……yes.”
He nodded and added strength to his hands.
Of course, it couldn’t be helped that my face became a little puffy.
Towards such a poem.
“Anyway. You’re a problem because you’re so kind.”
A sharp voice is heard.
“You were talking nonsense when I broke your bones. Yoojung taught you manners well. What kind of treatment did you give you?”
It was Go Mal-sook.
She has her arms crossed, as if she is not very happy with the current situation.
“If I were you, I would have smashed that big hammer right now.”
She is a young girl with a gentle magic.
He shook his clenched fist, presumably containing a hammer.
To him.
“You, you lost your only family and colleagues in an instant. I bet you must have had a hard time!”
Vasily, with an anxious face, quickly defended Nikolai.
“Yeah. That’s because he was acting rough. He probably wasn’t sincere.”
The poem also added a word.
actually.
“If I was really serious, I would have just swung the hammer without saying a word.”
Nikolai’s personality is such that actions speak louder than words.
If he really wanted to harm the poem, he would have swung that huge hammer right away.
“Poet, what Mr. Poet is saying is correct!”
Vasily also had his neck broken.
He nodded his head in enthusiastic agreement.
There was nothing I couldn’t understand.
‘Now that Ivan is dead, I can’t lose Nikolai too!’
Death of Russia’s best player.
In addition, many of the top players and promising players of the Tsar Guild died.
From Russia’s current perspective, future talents like Nikolai were important, if not lifelines.
“Okay. So Malsuk-ah, collect the magic.”
Shimun, who knew the inside well, nodded and bit Go Mal-sook’s fist.
“Ugh!”
I looked at Nikolai, who was groaning.
‘Actually, if things were as they were, I wouldn’t have treated her like this, just like Yoo-jung and Mal-sook said… … .’
A plan that came to mind earlier.
‘In order to make the Tsar Guild turn its back on the Continent, it wouldn’t hurt to invest at least this much.’
If it’s to divide China and Russia.
It was a poem that could show this much mercy at any time.
yet.
“Hey, this is… … .”
Nikolai’s eyes open.
Was Lee Yu-jeong’s blow powerful?
“Ugh!”
Nikolai groaned as he sat up and hugged his stomach.
“All the ruptures and fractures have healed. However, the aftereffects will last quite a while, so please refrain from strenuous movement for about two weeks.”
A voice that sounds like it’s reading a report.
Lee Yu-jeong, who answered dryly, got up with a corresponding attitude.
“You, Nikolai!”
Vasily quickly approached Nikolai.
To be exact, I tried to approach you.
“Mr. Vasily? I need to speak to Mr. Nikolai for a moment. If it’s alright, would you please step aside?”
That is, until Shimun grabbed his shoulder.
Vasily blinks for a moment.
Lee Yu-jeong and Ko Mal-sook stand coldly behind the poem.
And he even checked out Park Jin-wook’s embarrassed face.
“All right.”
He nodded without saying anything and left the waiting room.
“Then, Sir Shimun, I will meet with the organizers in advance and finish the guild war.”
“Brother. I’ll go to the break room to recover my strength.”
Park Jin-wook and Lee Yu-jeong also got up.
The two headed towards the empty entrance and glanced at Go Mal-sook, who was still standing behind the poem.
“I’ll be there soon. If this little pig acts like that again, I’m going to have to teach him manners.”
Go Mal-sook shrugged her shoulders rudely.
“under!”
Nikolai let out a hollow laugh, but that was it.
Park Jin-wook and Lee Yu-jeong leave.
“Okay, then, Mr. Nikolai.”
Ah, warm.
A poem about repairing a door that was shattered by a snap of the fingers.
“Let’s talk about this matter that has so much to ask.”
Lee Chae looked at Nikolai with young eyes.
* * *
“… … Let’s go and see.”
A thick voice.
Nikolai, with his muscular physique to match, heads towards the entrance.
He paused for a moment as he looked at the door he had once broken.
Thump.
I opened the door roughly and went out.
Go Mal-sook, who was watching his back, opened her mouth.
“hey.”
“why.”
“Will that little pig believe it?”
It was only after the waiting room door closed that she
“As soon as the guild war ended, that bastard came and set up a fight with a hammer?”
I turned my gaze towards the poem.
Shimun answered with a sly smile.
“Even though he looks like that, he’s a deep thinker.”
“What the heck. If someone saw me, they’d think I was someone you’d known for a long time.”
“What… … That might not be wrong?”
“Stop talking nonsense. Do you really think that pig would believe that?”
“Well, at this point, I think Malsuk is worried because she can’t believe what she’s hearing.”
“That’s… … .”
Did I hit the nail on the head?
She pursed her lips for a moment, then let out a deep sigh.
“You know, I trust you, X?”
“That’s an unexpected answer.”
“This is real! Phew… … Anyway, no matter how much I listen to it, your words are a bit far-fetched.”
The relationship between Continental and the Tsar’s Guild.
There was no one who was unaware of the deeper relationship between China and Russia.
Even before Galaxy Arena appeared on Earth.
Didn’t China and Russia have friendly relations?
But.
“The Continent is fighting with the Dragon Clan and assassinating Russia’s top players? Does that make sense?”
“Let me make a small correction just for you. It wasn’t the Continent, it was the Dragon Clan that did it on their own.”
bang.
“X! That’s it!”
Go Mal-sook jumps up and slams the table.
She let out a deep sigh and swept back her bangs.
“Anyway. This is ridiculous, but… … Haa. Since it’s you, I’ll believe it for now.”
“I’m just asking because I’m curious. What do you see in me that makes you believe that?”
“that!”
Go Mal-sook’s words pause for a moment.
Her eyes, looking at the poem, trembled involuntarily, but that was all.
“… … There is something like that.”
Go Mal-sook lowered her eyes slightly and answered.
“Anyway, since that pig is gone, I’ll go too. I heard they have some Russian street food. I’ll have to go around with Yujeong for a bit.”
He waved his hand and left the room.
Shimun was looking at Go Mal-suk without saying anything.
“Why are you like that?”
He tilted his head at her unfamiliar appearance.
‘Well, for now, the Char Guild and the Continent will be distant from each other from now on… … .’
I turned to the message window that was placed on one side of my field of vision.
“So, have you decided on the reward?”
Even though I’m left alone.
A poem that starts out calmly, as if talking to someone.
In front of him.
[The reward has been decided.]
Galaxy Arena, which had been silent since the Guild War, opened its mouth.
It’s as if he’s telling me to take out the poem.
He nodded his head and crossed his arms.
[What happened in that guild battle is something we find very regrettable from our perspective.]
[We offer our sincere apologies and condolences to the participants and victims.]
[The effectiveness of the guild bonus given as a reward will be doubled.]
[Also, as a consolation, SSS-class… … .]
Before the messages that suddenly come to mind can even be written down.
“Ah, wait a minute.”
He waved his hand in annoyance.
That would be the case.
“Even though you apologized right away, isn’t the compensation a bit much?”
But I followed the basic common sense of offering an apology first.
The compensation part is really shabby.
“The Guild Wars arena is an event arena that takes place under your management. Even if the regular arena starts, isn’t it an arena where you don’t lose your life?”
Instead of answering how the poem knew that.
[Player Kim Si-moon’s words are correct.]
Galaxy Arena has been positive.
“My life was threatened, and there were even dozens of deaths.”
Shimun glared at the message with a hollow smile.
“But is that all there is to the compensation? You said you were having a meeting to discuss compensation measures? What kind of meeting was it?”
A bold poem.
But there was a reason why he had to be reckless.
[I completely agree with Mr. Kim Si-moon’s opinion. It was our fault. I apologize.]
Galaxy Arena just bowed its head.
“Okay. Since you don’t seem to have a clue, I’ll set some guidelines for you.”
The poem said firmly.
“Please triple the guild bonus I received from this guild battle, and properly compensate me for the items I used up in this incident.”
[What items did you consume?]
The poem is in lieu of an answer.
He extended his right hand toward the message.
[that……!]
Galaxy Arena, who saw his right hand, showed a look of astonishment.
[Sorry, this item is not registered in our Galaxy Arena.]
“I know that too.”
The sacred water given by the weaver of the border.
As it was a reward for his personal request to bring Dr. Choi Woo-seok, not to the arena.
There was no information window for the new item.
blast furnace.
[As you know, we cannot do anything about items obtained outside of the arena.]
An item completely unrelated to Galaxy Arena.
but.
“I know that too. That’s why I told you.”
Shimun slightly raised the corners of his lips.
“I never asked for it back. I just asked for ‘proper compensation.’”
Again and again.
In particular, he only emphasized the part asking for ‘proper compensation’.
Are you finally starting to understand what the poem is saying?
[… … As you know, the item that Mr. Kim Si-moon mentioned is a new item.]
“I know that too.”
[It is also a consumable item made for one-time use.]
“I know that too. So?”
A poem that asks calmly.
“The fact that the consumable item was used by mistake on the part of Galaxy Arena remains unchanged, right?”
[But this is… … .]
“Don’t say I’m being unreasonable. That’s because you’re the one who’s doing it.”
This time, the poem cuts off the message from Galaxy Arena.
He continued speaking with a rare serious expression on his face.
“I almost lost my life because of you. Dozens of people have already lost their lives. Do you still not understand the situation?”
[… … .]
“Besides, I listened to your request to keep the ‘things that happened during the guild war’ as quiet as possible. But don’t you think it’s a bit much to come out like this?”
He only left a message to Nikolai saying something like, ‘The Continent must have assassinated his brother.’
It was a poem that didn’t even open its mouth about ‘what happened in the guild war’.
[… … .]
Galaxy Arena keeps its mouth shut at Shimun’s questioning.
But I knew that it was not just silence, but an internal adjustment to that need.
Shimun allowed the Galaxy Arena to remain silent without much urging.
[I will accept player Kim Si-moon’s request.]
Galaxy Arena soon came with an answer.
[The same rank as the weaver of the border, the owner of the relevant new item… … .]
“Oh, why is it like this?”
Once again, a poem interrupts the speech of Galaxy Arena.
“You said you were going to comfort me. If it were appropriate, wouldn’t that be considered compensation for my consolation?”
He glanced into space with a pretended, regretful expression on his face.
“You should give more. Raise the level and increase the number.”
In response to that.
[The constellations Black Goat, Heavenly Horse, and Baal send murderous gazes toward the Galaxy Arena.]
[The constellations Odin, Zeus, and Ra look at the Galaxy Arena with sharp eyes.]
The five constellations of the poem.
No, the six constellations lit up their eyes.
[… … We will do our best to accommodate Mr. Kim Si-moon’s opinion, but the only thing we can do is to limit the level.]
[The Black Goat constellation glares, ‘Are these kids real?’]
[I, really! The consumable divine item that the weaver of the border gave us is the best of the best. Even if we wanted to give you more, it would be impossible.]
Galaxy Arena is perplexed by the black goat that is getting even angrier.
Shimun also knew very well what value the highest-grade consumable divine item had.
“Okay, then.”
Instead of longing for something that cannot be done.
“Let me choose which constellation’s divine water I will become. Then my constellations will understand.”
A more efficient solution was proposed.
[of course.]
Galaxy Arena quickly grabbed the hand that Shimun extended.
[Rewards will be paid out in bulk when the Guild Battle rewards are paid out. Please decide which constellation’s sacred item you would like to receive.]
At the request of Galaxy Arena.
“Please put that on hold and pay it.”
A poem that answers with a smile.
Was it an unexpected answer?
[……yes?]
Different from usual.
Galaxy Arena sent a message that was full of confusion.
“That’s exactly what it says. I’m asking you to give me a high-quality consumable item, but I’m asking you to hold off on who it will be. It’s like a random box that hasn’t been opened yet.”
The poem reiterated the demands once again.
[What is that… … .]
“Is it impossible?”
[It’s not impossible, though.]
Galaxy Arena provides a definitive answer.
To him.
“Then please do so.”
Shimun nodded his head in satisfaction.
[The gaze of the six constellations toward you is filled with deep questions.]
Look at the reactions of the constellations that appear before your eyes.
“Isn’t this something new and fun? You can use it when you need it.”
He had a mischievous smile on his face.
of course.
‘If we do this, anyone will be able to obtain the highest level divine relics unconditionally… … so the constellations will pay more attention and focus on me.’
He secretly hides his calculated intentions.
just as expected.
[The gazes of the six constellations looking at you are filled with desire.]
[The six constellations look at each other, their mouths watering.]
The six constellations in the upper ranks have not yet received their rewards.
They were beginning a battle of wits between each other.
Following.
[Then, with that said, we once again offer our sincere apologies and condolences for this guild war, and we will now take our leave.]
The message from Galaxy Arena saying goodbye comes to mind.
however.
“Excuse me. Where are you going?”
[yes?]
Shimun smiled and said, grabbing Galaxy Arena’s ankle as he bid farewell.
“Now that we’re done talking about compensation, should we talk about the Agent Dragon, the cause of this incident?”
[… … .]
Even though there was no answer.
The Galaxy Arena was filled with an eerie silence.
fantasy,
