I’m Alone on the 100th Floor Episode 074
22. Cataclysm (3)
“What the hell… did you do?”
“ah?”
Eugene, who had left scars on the wall, looked back at Philip with a bewildered expression.
“I’m sorry. Well, I didn’t know it would turn out like this… … I thought he was upset because I cut a diagonal hole in the store, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
“Uh, how about the wall?”
It seemed more suspicious than angry that his store had been damaged.
“How did you do that!”
Eugene flinched involuntarily when Philip shouted and looked at Serin to ask for help.
‘What do you say?’
‘well?’
‘You’re a guide.’
‘Even if it’s a guide, this is… …
Serin, who knew that Philip was feeling uncomfortable with her, slowly avoided eye contact.
“Guest… how many traits do you have?”
When Philip suddenly asked with his face close to his, Eugene took another step back and answered.
“50 Summary.”
I answered like this last time too.
“Yep sick!!”
Philip realized that it was a lie.
I screamed at this store to go away.
clattering
As the deer, startled by the sudden shout, squirmed around in the corner of the store, a mountain of junk collapsed.
“Doesn’t the creator know the power of the weapon he made? Where did he get over 200 of them?”
Eugene glanced at Serin out of the corner of his eye at Philip’s urgent voice and made a troubled expression. She also seemed curious about the characteristics Eugene possessed.
“ha.”
Eugene let out a short sigh and answered appropriately.
“204 Summary.”
Philip’s lips, which had been gaping blankly, began to tremble.
[Currently held characteristics]
[Total: 304] Fortunately, the number of characteristics displayed through the item was not visible to others.
“Oh my god, you were bluffing… so you had a reason for it?”
Philip realized that he was truly a ‘level 10’ when he saw that he was holding a scythe, so he moved his trembling legs and took a step back.
“There was a monster here.”
Philip, who was trembling at the number 104, secretly rolled his eyes to check Serin’s reaction.
Despite being with him for so long and having a shocking number of traits mentioned, she seemed unfazed.
“No, it’s not like they’re taking away your weapon or anything?”
When Eugene asked, hiding the scythe in his hand behind his back, Philip, who was trying to calm his trembling legs, shook his head.
“That… that can’t be true!”
Philip waved his hand as if he couldn’t take away what had already been given and added hurriedly.
“That’s really something for the guests… How can I take it back?”
Philip took a short, deep breath as if he had calmed down a bit and ran his fingers over the wound on the wall.
“Just… phew!”
Philip took his hands off the wall and muttered softly.
“I just thought it would have been better if I had met that monster guest a little earlier.”
When Philip, who was mumbling, looked at Serin with envious eyes, Serin smiled awkwardly and opened her mouth.
“We haven’t been together that long either… so there’s no need to envy me.”
“Well, less than a month…?”
“In reality, yes.”
While Philip was dumbfounded to learn that the two had only been dating for a month, Eugene, who was fiddling with the weapon in his hand, asked about something that concerned him.
“If this breaks, how do I get it repaired?”
“I don’t think that will happen, but… …
Philip, who was about to answer absentmindedly, corrected himself mid-sentence.
“No, if that’s the case, repairs are impossible. That’s because it’s customized for the customer.”
Eugene nodded his head as he checked the options at the bottom of his scythe at Philip’s answer.
[Customized: Made to order.]
This scythe was a weapon made by Eugene, for Eugene alone.
Because it was custom-made, it was unlike regular equipment items in that it could not be repaired.
“If I had the same materials, I could make something similar, but… I can’t make something exactly the same. Eugene’s scythe is the only one in the tower.”
Eugene nodded, looking at the scythe in his hand at Philip’s words that there was only one.
“I must use it carefully.”
“yes.”
Philip nodded like Eugene and muttered to himself.
‘It’s a weapon made from the claws of a perfect Ajidahaka. If that breaks… I’ll have to say that there’s no weapon that can match this guy.’
Eugene, who had listened to Philip’s explanation, opened the inventory window while turning the long scythe handle two or three times with his fingers.
Swish’
Eugene whistled as he opened the inventory window with the finger that wasn’t holding the scythe and put the rotating scythe back in.
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“Not bad. Thank you.” Philip, who was watching the scene from the side, opened his mouth again.
This was because the way he swung his weapon with one hand and opened his inventory window with the other was frighteningly smooth.
‘If that happens, then the opposite also happens.’
I’ve seen climbers carry weapons in their inventory and take them out in urgent situations.
But… I’ve never seen a climber use inventory so cleanly.
“Then, shall we settle the account?” Eugene, who didn’t seem to care much about Philip’s blank expression, spoke about the price of the weapon.
“Let’s see, how much should I give you?”
Philip, who had been staring blankly at Eugene, answered blankly.
“No… there’s no need to calculate.”
It was a great honor for him to be wielded by a monster outside of his standards.
If this monster were to swing its scythe, it would not just make a name for itself, it would be so famous that it would shake the entire tower… it was certain to become famous.
“All I have is the steel and the handle… The rest of the materials were all procured by you.”
Eugene started talking with a smirk.
“I can’t make something like that.”
Because with his luck level, he wouldn’t be able to create such a great weapon even if he died and came back to life.
“If you make something good, you deserve to be treated accordingly. Above all, please pray for my sponsors.”
“Wasn’t that a joke?”
“I hope you don’t take this as a joke,
“I think I need some more level 10 exclusive equipment.” Eugene took out a heavy bag of gold coins from his open inventory and placed it on the empty table.
“You’re not going to stop doing this just because I get some money, are you?”
Even before the tower disappeared, and even after it disappeared, Eugene often intended to interact with Philip.
That’s why he volunteered to be a sponsor.
I’m still looking into ways to change jobs with a guide, but I had to keep in mind that I might not be able to change jobs until the Great Cataclysm.
“If you don’t want to pay for the weapon, just call it a sponsorship fee and take it. It’s not that much money… maybe.”
When Eugene added, “Maybe,” Seorin, who was standing next to him, smiled awkwardly.
That was because I remembered the time when I casually threw 2 million gold at the 10th floor auction house.
‘How much is there?’
Serin, who was looking at the table out of curiosity, blinked at Eugene’s gaze and lifted the bundle she was holding in her hand.
“Then, shall we have a late breakfast?”
* * *
The three sandwiches the guide brought were quite tasty, but not tasty enough to relieve the strange atmosphere.
“I honestly… don’t trust it.”
Philip, who was munching on a sandwich, looked straight into Serin’s eyes and continued speaking.
“I don’t want to deny what my guardian said, but… there was so much talk.”
Serin, who was sitting with an awkward expression, wiggled the fingers on her knees.
I felt guilty.
In fact, it was because he thought that it was his fault that his mother was killed.
‘If only I had gritted my teeth a little more back then… If only I hadn’t pushed away their reaching hands… If only I had done that… If only I had done that, would things have been different?’
Eugene, who had been watching the conversation between the two, finished his sandwich and took a sip of his drink.
“???but.”
Philip took a deep breath and added,
“Now, I’ve decided not to trust either side.”
When Philip took a big bite of his sandwich, the lettuce inside made a crunchy sound.
“If you have sinned, God will judge you in hell.” Eugene asked with an expression of interest at Philip’s words.
“That’s unexpected.”
“what?”
“Because it seems like you believe in God.”
“Every time I hit the equipment, these are the things that come to mind. I tend to pray that the things I make turn out well.”
Philip nodded and continued, looking at the now non-working brazier.
“Didn’t the Answerer say that at first? This tower is a gift from God, who took pity on humans.”
Philip ate the remaining two bites of the sandwich in one go, swallowed it, and asked.
“So? What are you going to do with that weapon now?”
The schedule for the future was set.
“I have to try it.”
“where?”
He wondered where his life’s work would be tested.
“This is a layer that has become a hot topic recently.”
“44th floor?”
There were more than one or two floors that had been the subject of recent discussion, but if they had said they would ‘test’ the weapon… there was only one place that came to mind.
“Huh, level 140… …
The hidden vampire blocking the 44th floor… The difference with Eugene was a whopping 14 times.
“What about your previous job?”
Philip, who had just learned that his sponsor had not yet resigned, asked curiously.
“Well? If I can, I’ll try going upstairs. The guide said he knows something… I’ll go and take a look.”
“Hmm? Hidden class?”
“yes.”
“Surely that would be better for now. But if I change jobs, that sickle… wouldn’t be usable?”
If he changes jobs, Eugene’s experience points that were stuck at level 10 will start moving again, and he will no longer be able to use the scythe that has a ‘level 10 limit’.
“Oh, really?” Eugene shrugged, not having thought about it for too long.
“Then that’s good. You’ll be able to level up and wear better equipment.”
Philip chuckled at Eugene’s answer and began to curse.
“I guess I’ll have to curse you then. You’ll only come and look at my stuff if you fail at your previous job.”
“haha.”
Even without doing that, my luck was so hopeless that I was skeptical even if they said it was a hidden class.
“Hey, Mr. Philip… …
The guide, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, cautiously intervened.
“Could you please make some jewelry for me?”
“Accessories? Well, not something like a simple visor, but something basic… How much?”
“then??????
When Philip, who was still awkward with Serin, answered vaguely, Serin asked a somewhat sharp question.
“???Can you make me a ring too?
“Is it possible?”
What was meant to happen has come.
“what?”
Philip furrowed one eyebrow.
