I’m Alone on the 100th Floor Episode 060
18. Deer’s Wound (2)
“Ugh, someone stop me.”
“How do I stop those thugs? Even the rankers… …
“If you keep doing that, you’ll end up catching someone.”
“Oh my, why is that kid being so stubborn to the rankers when he could just answer?
“Have fun.”
The scenery of one of the workshops was becoming a mess.
Wow!
The one who broke two or three store windows was the creator of the workshop who was grabbed by the collar by his opponent.
“Ugh??????”
“say.”
The creator who was grabbed by the collar with a rough hand was Philip, a creator who was known as an eccentric person in the workshop.
“Shit
Philip, who was suffocating from being strangled, grabbed the other person’s right hand with both hands and cursed.
“I answered your questions, what else do you want me to say? What, s**t… Should I beg you to spare my life?”
The giant who had been holding Philip by the collar swung his right arm again, as if he was not satisfied with the answer.
Kwaang! This time, instead of a ‘crash’, a ‘thud’ sound of concrete being crushed was heard.
“Kahak?!”
His back had been hit so hard that a gasp escaped his gaping mouth.
“You’re a guy who doesn’t use his brain as expected from the creator of a workshop? We didn’t ask if you saw it. We asked where it went.”
“Ugh??????”
“If you don’t know where it went, it would be good to tell us about the human who was with it. Anything… anything that could give us a clue.”
Philip, who had been squinting his eyes shut in pain, questioned the man’s threat.
“If you don’t say anything?”
“It will turn out like this.”
As the man swung his right arm again, Philip’s body fluttered like laundry.
clattering!
With a loud noise, another display case in the workshop was smashed to pieces.
This time, Philip, who couldn’t even groan, squirmed under the remains of the display case.
“What should I do… Mr. Philip is going to die.”
“Even if you’re a weirdo, that’s a bit much. People are dying, right? Who has sponsors? Call the rankers.”
“Isn’t there a guide?”
“They said you can’t come down now… …
As the creators of other workshops whispered in front of their eyes, the rankers who had been trampling on him glared.
“What are you looking at? Did you see it?”
“Do what you want. I won’t let you get hurt.”
The rankers who suddenly came to the workshop were all over level 60 or 70… It was a gathering of true monsters.
[Baldwin]
[Level: 80]
Among them, there was one man who gave off an overwhelming aura compared to the other rankers.
A whopping level 80.
The fact that he was level 80 on the 50th floor proved that this man was one of the most famous people in the tower.
“You’re wrong. No amount of sponsorship can stop that guy.”
“Blood, Field Guild… Wouldn’t it be okay if the Field Guild people came?”
“I heard you’re busy with the conquest… Will those people come down to the workshop?”
“But if it’s not to that extent, there’s no sponsor who can stop that guy.”
Among the climbers registered in the bulletin board’s ‘Ranking’ post, the top level was 89.
Unless you call in some decent climbers, it’s nearly impossible to calm down the current chaos.
“Yeah… Now that you’ve been beaten up, it’s time to break the mold and talk, right?”
Baldwin, a level 80 climber who had pushed his men back, walked up to the squirming Philip and asked him.
“how is it?”
Philip, who had been writhing in the rubble, struggled to raise his upper body.
Corn
The pieces of concrete and glass that had been on his back fell like grains of sand.
“under.”
Philip, who let out a heavy breath due to the pain that was pouring in, looked up at the level 80 monster-like man.
It seemed like the reason my body was shaking wasn’t just because of pain.
Climbers at this level have personally experienced that just looking at something makes them shiver.
“That’s right… I’m sorry. I kept not telling you and caused you trouble. You should be at the forefront of the tower. Haha.”
Philip spoke cowardly.
He was a weirdo.
“But, you really have nothing to tell me?”
Level 80’s eyebrows furrowed.
“The deer you guys are talking about… Yes, I saw it. I saw it… Haa!”
A breathless Philip added why he didn’t tell us more about ‘the deer’.
“I am careful not to reveal my guests’ personal information.”
Although his body trembled with the life-or-death desire of a high-level climber, Philip was not a creator who would bend his convictions to that extent.
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He was a weirdo.
He was a genius who steadfastly followed his own path even when other creators pointed at him or clicked their tongues.
“So? You can’t say anything?”
Philip lowered his head.
I originally tried to nod, but my body wouldn’t listen.
‘Damn, should I have just said that?’
Philip lowered his head and muttered to himself.
It was because there was a weapon I hadn’t made yet, and the thought crossed my mind that if I died like this, I would turn into a ghost.
‘Even if I die, I have to make it and then die.’
If a tiger leaves behind its skin when it dies, and a person leaves behind his name when he dies… then a creator had to leave behind the things he had created when he died.
‘Okay. I didn’t receive any advance payment or anything… I guess I’ll just die like this.’
As the predator’s murderous intent that had left him tattered grew stronger, Philip closed his eyes in resignation.
“??? Who would call me a weirdo?”
Philip narrowed his eyes at the snickering voice.
“There are a lot of eyes watching, and my actions are a bit ugly… I think it would be better not to do it anymore.”
While the creators of the workshop were just watching, a boy suddenly appeared and walked between Philip and Baldwin.
“Mr. Baldwin? That’s an unusual name.”
Baldwin also narrowed his eyes when he confirmed the boy’s name.
“Eugene?”
Baldwin then glanced at his level and confirmed that there was an eight-fold level difference, so he asked.
“It’s one of two things. Either you’re crazy like that kid behind you, or you’re a greenhorn who doesn’t know anything.”
Eugene, who had to look up at him because of the difference in weight class, also answered with his eyes narrowed.
“I’m sorry, but not both?”
There was a strange atmosphere.
“Don’t you know that there’s nothing more stupid than meddling in something without knowing what’s going on at level 10?”
“Level 80? That’s high.”
Baldwin frowned, confirming that there was nothing wrong with the boy’s eyes.
‘Is Mr. Choi a saintly woman?’
This was because, even while engaging in a tug-of-war with oneself and one’s gaze, one did not flinch at all.
“You’d better get out of here, you 10-level bell brat. I still have some questions for him.”
“It can’t be a question of a bully wielding violence. I’m sorry, but I can’t stand seeing that.”
As the tense situation continued, Baldwin’s men, unable to stand it any longer, stepped forward.
“This kid… …
“Boss. Go ahead and do your business. I will train you separately.”
As his men gritted their teeth and tried to step forward, Baldwin raised his right hand to stop them.
“Then let me ask you a few questions.”
Baldwin, his eyes full of life, asked the boy, pushing his beard towards him.
“Why did you interfere?”
The leader of the gang was clenching his fists.
“That’s me… …
If the boy were to reply that he couldn’t stand injustice, he would immediately swing his fist.
“Because I’m the sponsor of the person you just waved around like a toy.”
Eugene also pointed at Baldwin with his finger, his eyes focused on him.
“sponsor?”
The bully asked back, slightly loosening the grip on his fist.
“Yes. I decided to make you a weapon. I wouldn’t have tolerated it if even one of this man’s hands, arms, or shoulders had been injured.”
Baldwin’s men groaned again, but Eugene paid them no mind.
“Let me ask you the opposite… Why are you all doing this? Is there nothing you can do?”
Baldwin burst into laughter as he looked at Eugene again, who seemed to be holding back his anger.
“That’s interesting.”
The level 10 boy in front of him looked much more solid than the other idiots in the tower.
“What is it? If you have any questions for my employee, ask me.”
When Eugene spoke with a look of displeasure, Baldwick immediately changed his target.
“Then I’ll ask that guy’s sponsor instead. Have you ever seen a deer in this workshop?”
“deer?”
“Yes. It’s a baby deer of this size. Not an android made in a workshop or a mirage from the desert… A real, living deer.” Philip, who had been groaning behind them, froze at the conversation between the two.
‘ shit.’
Deer were rare inside the tower, although they may have been rare outside the tower.
Therefore, Philip knew that the deer he was asking about was the pet of the second guest whom he had desperately tried to hide.
‘Should I come out?’
He didn’t seem like the type of guest who would hand over his pet to someone else, so a conflict seemed inevitable. “A deer… Are you talking about the deer from earlier?”
However, contrary to what Philip had guessed, the boy was talking as if he knew the deer, with his chin still raised.
“Do you know?”
“I know.”
Eugene, who answered obediently, asked back with a look of displeasure.
“Surely that’s why we were acting rude to the store owner?”
“That’s not all.”
“Whatever it is, if you act like that while threatening someone else’s precious boss, we have no intention of cooperating.”
“we?”
When Eugene insisted on emphasizing the word ‘we’, Baldwin clenched his fist again, which he had let go of.
“Shut up and spit out the money for the trouble. Then I’ll tell you where that deer or whatever is.”
“The price of the gang?”
“If you want to solve it with your fists, then go ahead. Unless you want to get chewed up by our ‘drugs’ from above.”
When Eugene mentioned the name of a guild, Baldwin and his men glared.
There was silence for a while.
“???good.”
Baldwin looked a bit uneasy, but he seemed to have made a decision, so he took out 100,000 gold from his inventory and handed it to me.
“Pay for the trouble. I’ll give you something for nothing.”
He seemed to have decided that it would be more profitable to find number 148 quickly than to make money, and furthermore, to not clash with any guilds.
“no.”
Eugene, who shook his head at the 100,000 gold in front of him, demanded something else as payment.
“Other than this, give me a material item that can be used to make equipment.”
“what?”
“We have so much gold that it’s almost rotting away, so we don’t really need it.”
Baldwin was also well aware of the Drug Guild’s evil deeds of selling slaves from the tower to raise gold.
“It would be better to spit out items worth more than 100,000 gold.”
“What the heck… …
“Instead of bickering with me, wouldn’t it be better to pay the bill quickly and go chasing deer? Isn’t it?”
Eugene grumbled, his hands in his pockets.
“There’s no time for this, right? Shouldn’t we get there quickly? Before that deer runs away ‘somewhere’ again… …
At this, Baldwin took out a piece of paper from his inventory and held it out.
“This is the contract for the item that was put up for auction on the 10th floor. It’s an item that will be up for auction in two weeks… If you come and get it within two weeks, it’s over.”
“hmm?”
“Are you satisfied with this?”
Eugene, who checked the items written on the contract, answered with a friendly smile.
“It’s good to hear that you’re talking. The deer you guys were curious about was hiding and shivering in the back, near the emergency exit in the direction I came from.”
As Eugene answered, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb, Baldwin’s men rushed over to him first.
“Seon Yu-jin… …
Baldwin followed his men, mumbling softly to remember the three letters of the boy’s name.
“Oh my, I’m scared.”
Eugene trembled as he recalled Baldwin’s gaze glaring at him and looked back at Philip.
“Are you okay?”
“why……
Philip, who got up with a groan, made an expression of incomprehension.
“Why did you do that?”
“yes’?”
“Wasn’t it a precious pet?”
I was glad that the boy had intervened to save me, but on the other hand, I was a little disappointed.
“Those kids, they’re not that good.”
My heart ached as I thought about how the deer the boy was leading was being treated by its young ones.
“Do you like traditional fairy tales?”
“what?”
Eugene, who was wondering how to explain, asked cautiously.
“There is a famous traditional fairy tale in our country called The Fairy and the Woodcutter.”
