13
After sending Sisala away, Dojin stopped by the Adventurer’s Guild to receive the reward for subduing the Kobolds.
All the loot I got was handed over to the Adventurer’s Guild.
If you entrust the sale to the Adventurer’s Guild in this way, about 20 percent will disappear as a commission, but even so, these are spoils of war obtained from hunting Kobolds.
Rather than wasting time over a small amount of money, it was more profitable to just pass it on and get the money quickly.
As you bring benefits to the Adventurer’s Guild, you also gain the additional benefit of increasing your contribution as an adventurer.
“Here, the reward for killing the F-class subjugated entity, the Kobold, is 57 gold, and the payment for the items you commissioned to sell is 62 gold.”
“thank you.”
It was only a little over 100 gold, but it was a lot of money for a beginner who had only played LOST for two days.
The level also grew significantly, reaching level 17.
This was because he was running wild alone in places where he should have hunted in a party of three to five people and monopolized the rewards.
‘It may be a bit tight, but I think I can buy everything I need.’
Dojin, who had collected money and experience points like that, was busy wandering around the city of Jeron.
Purchased magic weapons from the magic shop and replenished magic potions.
I spent about 30 gold here.
Next, I bought 2 bottles of emergency mana potions and 5 bottles of healing potions from the potion shop.
Even though they were both F-rank, the mana potion was a whopping 10 gold, and the healing potion was a relatively reasonable 5 gold.
‘It’s not for nothing that people say that classes that use mana die in the early game.’
In LOST, potions are quite rare and expensive items.
So, it is treated as an emergency and there are few people who hunt while drinking potions like water.
Even if you do that, the potion won’t work properly because of addiction.
Anyway, after spending a total of 75 gold on weapons, cigarettes, and potions, I was left with less than 30 gold.
It was not enough money to buy food to satisfy hunger, but it was not enough to buy something that would directly help in battle.
Moreover, it was an absurd amount of money to buy the essential supplies for conquering this hidden dungeon that Dojin was thinking of.
There was nothing to worry about.
‘If you don’t have teeth, just find someone to give you implants.’
Dojin used half of his remaining money to buy 150 vials of glass to make the reagent.
And then he filled all those bottles with water from the square fountain.
‘Now I just need to find a suitable scapegoat.’
After that, Dojin sat in the square and looked at the people passing by with sharp eyes.
Dojin’s eyes sparkled as he carefully observed the users passing by, as if he were a sage looking for suitable prey to spread his teachings.
‘That’s it.’
It was because I found a very kind-looking priest user who was walking with a weary gait, as if he had just finished hunting.
I was looking for a healer class, and out of all of them, the priest seemed to be the most suitable.
Even the level was appropriate, considering that he was wearing a level 41 staff sold in the shop.
Dojin immediately got up from his seat and ran to the priest user.
“Priest!”
The short priestess turned her head and shrugged her shoulders slightly, perhaps slightly surprised by the sudden call.
“yes?”
Then, he turned around completely after seeing Dojin.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes became slightly smiling.
It was a natural reaction when encountering someone whose appearance I liked.
Dojin smiled sadly to elicit more of that reaction.
“Are you very busy right now?”
To this the priestess should have replied:
‘I’m so f*cking busy.’
Even if that wasn’t the case, at least the conversation shouldn’t have been that long.
If I hadn’t made that mistake, I wouldn’t have become a holy water machine that takes an entire hour to turn 150 bottles of water into holy water for just 10 gold.
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Dojin, who had finished preparing for the attack by consuming 150 bottles of holy water made by squeezing the blood of a good priest passing by, joined up with Sisala and began moving immediately.
To get to the location of the
So, Dojin and Sisala traveled on the magic train.
A large box that can hold 50 people, boasting high speed and a comfortable ride, floats 1 meter above the ground and moves for 1 hour.
[The next station is Tanumine Valley Station, Tanumine Valley Station. When getting off, please make sure you do not leave any items behind.]
The two arrived at their destination station.
The only people whose destination was the Danumine Valley, famous for its harshness, were Dojin and Sisala.
No one would come down to the land that was like a wasteland with nothing on it.
“It’s desolate.”
The train departed, and the first impression that came out of Sisala, her robe fluttering in the wind, was:
“It’s the perfect place for a wizard to hide his research that he wants to keep hidden from others.”
“Well, is research on demons really something that needs to be kept secret? It may not be welcome, but it’s not exactly forbidden either.”
Dojin chuckled at Sisala’s innocent voice.
“Certainly, the study of demons itself is not taboo.”
After saying that, Dojin looked around without saying much and checked the terrain.
“I think it’s this way.”
Then, as soon as I found a familiar rock, I moved.
“Go, let’s go together!”
Sisala followed Dojin out of breath.
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“How far do I have to go?”
“It won’t take that long.”
Dojin walked quickly deep into the valley.
We were walking like that for a while in silence.
“Huh? There’s a cave over there.”
Sisala pointed to a place and tapped Dojin on the shoulder.
“That’s not where we’re going.”
Hana Dojin didn’t even bother to look towards the cave.
Instead, on the other side of the cave.
I approached a wall that looked like it had nothing on it.
And then he brought the ‘mysterious bronze sculpture imbued with magic’ to the valley wall and started walking.
The unpleasant noise continued for a long time.
Then at some point.
Woof.
At one point a different sound was heard.
Additionally, regular mana waves occurred that were hard to miss for wizards.
It was not pure mana distributed in nature, but a wave of power embedded in magic.
“Here it is.”
“yes.”
“That’s the key.”
Dojin nodded.
And gave a low warning.
“It’s likely to be quite dangerous. It’s an abandoned workshop after the owner died.”
“Yes, I was prepared for that, so don’t worry.”
Sisala answered by holding up her magic dagger, and Dojin breathed mana into the bronze sculpture.
Intricate lines and patterns emerge from the surface of the bronze sculpture, emitting specific mana patterns.
Yeah, yeah.
In response, the ground split open about 30 meters away from where they were standing, revealing stairs leading underground.
Sisala, who had been staring at the wall, assuming that it would open, looked at the stairs that appeared in the distance with bewildered eyes.
“… I thought this would be open, but the entrance was somewhere else.”
“I separated the lock and door that require a key. Even if they suspect or discover the entrance, it will be difficult to find the magical device. Even if the physical entrance, which is relatively easy to find, is discovered, if they try to forcibly tear it open, the workshop will collapse or be completely incinerated, so at least they won’t be robbed.”
Sisala, who had been locked in the tower and had only studied, nodded in admiration.
But the admiration ended there.
“Ugh.”
As soon as she reached the stairs, she was startled by the strong stench and took a step back.
‘Is this too much?’
Dojin also covered his nose with his sleeve, startled by the smell that was even worse than what he had experienced in his previous life.
‘I guess this hidden dungeon is different.’
Actually, when I came here in my previous life, the initial raid had already been completed and it had become a normal instance dungeon.
It was only natural that the intensity of the stench and the smell would differ.
“It seems like the problem occurred while it was left unattended, as expected. If it were a normal workshop, there would be no way it would stink like this… and the stink doesn’t seem to be the only problem.”
“That’s definitely true. This stench isn’t just a simple stench. It’s the smell of the surrounding mana itself being polluted and corrupted.”
As expected of a yellow-haired wizard from Eltomagia, Sisala quickly grasped the situation.
Of course, Dojin didn’t have to rack his brain to find clues to figure out this phenomenon.
Because I already know everything and I’ve even finished preparing.
“Seesala.”
Dojin threw the bottle containing holy water.
“oh?”
Sisala, who accepted it, was surprised.
It was because of the sacred energy felt from the bottle.
“This is… Holy Water, right?”
To Sisala’s question, Dojin swallowed his share of holy water and answered with a wink.
Next, he took out the cigarette, lit it, and started burning it to prepare for battle.
“Drink it. It might help a little.”
“… You’ve prepared very thoroughly. I only brought things related to magic. Holy water… I never even thought of that.”
“That’s the most common mistake wizards make. They approach everything with magical thinking, and try to solve everything with magic.”
“Well… I can’t deny it. Everything I’ve ever brought with me is related to magic. But maybe this will help a little?”
As he spoke, Sisala carefully took out a handful of magic stones and showed them to him.
‘That’s?’
Dojin was surprised when he saw that.
This was because what was placed on her palm was not a simple magic stone, but a magic stone bomb that had been processed to create an artificial overload and cause an explosion.
Even if you were to buy something cheap, or even a defective product that was considered a failure, it was still an incredibly expensive item, costing 100 gold each.
In short, it means that if you throw one magic stone bomb, no matter how cheap it is, at least 100,000 won in cash will explode in the air.
“Did you buy all that?”
When asked in surprise, Sisala waved her hands.
“No way. This is just… I made it myself using the magic stones that came out every month for my personal research. I failed many times, but after saving for a few months, I ended up with this much.”
Although Sisala was talking as if she was making homemade cookies, the magic stone bomb was an item that required at least a 5-star wizard to make.
This is because it is quite a difficult process to simultaneously secure enough ‘instability’ to explode instantly upon impact and enough ‘stability’ to never explode unless impacted.
[F-Grade Magic Stone Bomb]
Even when I picked it up and checked, the magic stone bomb that Sisala had made was not a failure.
It is a properly attached item with a clear grade.
‘I guess it should be called Sisala Omen.’
Still, it makes sense if you think of it as Sisala Omen and not someone else.
She is a person with incredible talent when it comes to creating magical items.
‘Omen Coin is definitely a coin that you have to ride.’
You can build a connection with the god of making these magical items in advance.
As expected, regression is divine and connections are invincible.
To express his gratitude, Dojin took out 30 bottles of holy water and gave them to Sisala.
“W-This much?”
“I don’t know how long it will take to get inside. I might use it for other things besides drinking. And just in case, I’ll keep half of the magic stone bombs.”
Of course, I didn’t forget to bring half a magic stone bomb, which was much, much, much more expensive than the holy water.
Because we are colleagues.
Because it’s natural to share good things.
“Oh, yes.”
Dojin said as he confirmed that Sisala had placed 30 bottles of holy water inside the Eltomagia uniform robe that was enchanted with subspace magic.
“Let me enter from behind.”
The vanguard was, of course, Sissala.
Thud thud.
I went down the stairs for a long time, with black fog scattering and gathering again every time I stepped.
Then at one moment.
[Hidden dungeon
[Intelligence increased by 5 as a reward for first discovery and first entry.]
The air became still with the message.
Bam.
Almost at the same time, something caught the feet of Sisala, who was walking ahead.
“Eek!”
Looking at it, it was the corpse of a child who had been dead for a long time, twisted like a mummy.
When Sisala saw the sight, she was so shocked that she took a step back.
Phew.
As soon as Dojin discovered it, he used “psychic power” to send the body flying down the stairs.
It was because I saw the corners of the child’s mouth twist slightly.
This place was a treasure trove of the ghosts of those who fell victim to a wizard’s experiments and the evil spirits that were created by those ghosts.
