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Chapter 441: Welcome to Crack Land (4)
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Chapter 441: Welcome to Crack Land (4)

‘It’s not physical magic. He just grabbed and turned him over…’

I found this all ridiculous. However, I also personally thought that the name wasn’t all that bad.

The one who received the physical magic ‘backdrop’ was already on the verge of crossing the Rainbow Bridge, all because of Park Deokgu.

‘Watching him now, he’s pretty strong.’

I already knew that Park Deokgu was much stronger than the first round. However, when I looked up at him from below, I was able to realize once again how strong he really was.

Those sacrificial lambs looked like such small insects in front of him, but they were actually powerful adventurers who had risen to the heroic-grade.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that they had been above Park Deokgu during the first round.

My jaw unknowingly dropped when he threw those people on the ground with one cast.

I also realized how well-positioned Blue was.

Park Deokgu’s position in the Blue, which was filled with monsters, was a meat shield.

He could be useful enough in party play, but he was weak enough to be called a superpower in interpersonal battles.

He was far behind compared to other rivals, including Cho Hyejin, who had gotten a unicorn and became a monster, and Kim Ye-ri, who had immeasurable talent, but…

His ridiculous endurance stats fit perfectly to become a civilian killer.

Park Deokgu, no, Pak Sergei, was a man that was easily strong against the weak.

“There are always people like this.”

Meanwhile, my party members were all watching with their mouths wide open.

At that point, I thought it was time for the bullies to run away, but the guys with higher specifications didn’t remain still.

“Who are you?”

“Physical magic. Iron skin.”

“Ahhhhhhhhh! My hand!”

“Physical magic. Iron Strong Arm.”

‘This bastard!’

With the majesty of his “physical magic,” which also seemed capable of deflecting magic, the bullies were getting embarrassed, one by one.

Eventually, one of them tried to pull the sword from his waist.

He wanted to swing it, but the party members next to Pak Sergei didn’t let him do that.

In the end, he wasn’t able to pull it out.

Why?

The Berserker was now crazy for blood. In less than a second, Argirmo was holding the handle of his weapon.

“I’m warning you. If you pull it out… you’ll die.”

‘Don’t get carried away…’

He looked like an idiot, but the expression of being cool fit him perfectly.

“These shitty asses! Who do you think we are?!”

Again, a loud voice had boomed out.

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It was then that the Clan Master Yetni Kova appeared.

“Dance of fascination.”

I didn’t know what kind of fascinating dance that was, but the way she twirled around was elegant.

“Everyone! If you don’t want to be fascinated, you better look away.”

The finish was just a normal kick.

I was worried that she would end up breaking his neck, but watching his body heave, I confirmed that he was alive… for now.

Knowing the effects of the dance of fascination, all the adventurers there turned their heads. Still, knowing that the enchantment and the temptation were all bullshit, I was able to see firsthand that the ordinary kick hit him exactly on his temples.

Although she was making the sexiest pose as possible, the appearance of Kim Ye-ri, seen through Mind’s Eyes, was ridiculous, and it made me laugh.

‘Ye-ri… what do you want to be when you grow up….? This uncle is crying.’

It seemed that she indeed harbored a secret fantasy of becoming a Femme Fatale.

With their efforts, the place was reorganized easily.

The bar became quiet since the trash was cleaned up before the Crack Inn guards could even come. Everyone looked surprised.

They must have already known that those trash bullies had a certain level of ability since they were at the level where they could roughly estimate how strong their opponents were.

It was only natural to look like that, as they had confirmed the three newly emerged people in the Republic with their own eyes.

Some of the strongest were watching Pak Sergei.

They probably thought it was likely to meet that day or the day after.

‘It’s fun to see how things work here like this.’

It was especially impressive that small clans united with each other and split or fight fiercely.

I could see some people who looked like scouts whispering or blocking their conversations with magic. They clearly didn’t want their words to leak out.

They were surely talking about the new people of the Republic.

I didn’t know which direction Yetni Kova, who had become the center of the storm, would lead the clan in the future, but honestly, it was not something I cared about.

Rather than that, we had to solve the situation first. Pak Sergei opened his mouth just in time.

“Hey, I’m sorry for unexpectedly causing a fuss.”

“It’s fine. Thanks for your help.”

“It’s nothing. I’m worried that I intervened needlessly…”

“You didn’t. I wanted to avoid such friction as much as possible…”

“Aha! You are about to go on an expedition.”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“That’s true. We don’t know what will happen if we get caught in an accident like this before an expedition. If you ever get hurt, it’s ruined. It could affect, perhaps, the next day’s schedule. I was worried whether I really disturbed, but that’s fortunate. So, where are you from?”

‘Why does this bastard keep talking to us?’

It would be better if he just quietly returned to his seat as soon as possible, but instead, he kept talking.

I already knew that Park Deokgu liked to chat, but I didn’t expect him to talk to a party he met for the first time. The Friendship Clan also didn’t seem to think badly about his personality.

Eventually, the Clan Master opened his mouth.

“From Lindel. I guess you are the Republic’s… No, no, how about joining us for a while, what do you think? I’d like to pay you with a meal.”

‘This kid is smart.’

Lee Cheol-woo, Master of Friendship Clan. He was reasonable in his own way. No, it was more appropriate to say that he wasn’t one to miss opportunities.

It was true that the Friendship Clan was a clan that could be classified as a heroic-grade, but in their case, they were more like a newbie that had just come up. The new people of the Republic, including Yetni Kova, had appeared to be in a clan with a legendary-grade at hand, and it wouldn’t be bad because of the networking.

‘He probably wants to hear information about the Crack Museum.’

Of course, this wasn’t a good situation for me.

However, I was anxious that they would grow suspicious of me.

Luckily enough, Yetni Kova and others didn’t care much about me.

“Ah… you don’t have to.”

“Since you said everyone’s drinks were on you, I’d like to serve you some snacks.”

“Ah… well, if you talk like that, I can’t say no.”

“Thank you.”

“First, introductions. I’m Pak Sergei. This is Argirmo. And, this is our Clan Master, Yetni Kova.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“…”

Ahn Ki-mo nodded briefly, and Kim Ye-ri nodded without responding.

It might seem a little embarrassing, but Lee Cheol-woo continued to talk after nodding.

“I’m the Clan Master Lee Cheolwoo of the Friendship Clan from Lindel.”

“Hmm…”

“This is our clan’s Vice Clan Master Kim Daegun. This is the assassin Kook Minji. And here…”

The eyes of the guy who was introducing the party members stayed on me at some point.

He didn’t know how to introduce me. At this point, it was probably better for me to introduce myself.

“I am Lee Kiyeon, who joined the Friendship Clan Party on this expedition.”

“…”

“…”

In an instant, their eyes focused on me.

In particular, the gaze of Park Deokgu, who was staring at me, was quite suspicious.

Ahn Ki-mo was also intently looking at my face.

It didn’t matter if I got caught, but Park Deokgu’s voice echoed when I thought that it would be nice if they pretended not to know.

“Have we seen each other before?”

“What?”

“Oh, it seems I’ve seen you somewhere… Hmm. I’ve definitely seen you…”

“You… must have mistaken me. I’ve never been outside Lindel.”

“Sniff, sniff.”

‘What? What’s he doing?’

“You smell familiar… Have we really never seen each other?”

‘Are you a dog?’

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His actions made the atmosphere quite strange. At this, the Friendship Clan members had begun to grow weary of him.

However, realizing that his actions were a mistake, he quietly picked up the sausage in front of him and began to eat it.

Of course, he still kept glancing at me. He continued doing so while the rest asked information about the Crack Museum.

‘This bastard is strangely fast to notice my disguise.’

Fortunately, there hadn’t been an incident in which the Gangwon-do love doctor tried to pull a trick on me, but this definitely wasn’t a pleasant situation.

“So… What’s the Crack Museum like?”

“It will probably be okay. We got a rare-grade sword. One heroic-grade armor came out, but I honestly thought that even if it were this much, it would’ve been already worth it. But a legendary-grade necklace… Honestly, I’m not saying I couldn’t even imagine.”

“If it’s okay, can you tell me about the difficulty level?”

“Oh, come to think of it, you must have applied for heroic-grade. Am I right?”

“Yes. That’s right. We’re still in the beginning, but I thought this was the best place to gain experience.”

“The difficulty level won’t be too hard. It was a little insufficient for us. In fact, we also wanted to enter the legendary-grade, but… we don’t have the level to go to the legendary grade… Still, we will probably be able to enter next time. I will be able to become stronger based on this item I got today.”

His role was definitely a decoy.

The way he said he could get stronger while shaking the necklace without context was proof of that. Perhaps he had received a mission from Lee Jihye to show off the legendary items.

Although it was just a show-off, the Friendship Clan members looked envious. The fact that a legendary necklace appeared in a heroic-grade dungeon…

‘It’s ridiculous.’

They had already heard about it through publicity, but they had actually confirmed it with their own eyes.

I had a semi-mythical-grade item a while ago, and I was fed up with the name ‘legendary-grade,’ but legendary-grades were by no means negligible.

There were not so many legendary-grade items in the Blue Guild.

People like Ahn Ki-mo and Sun Hee-young weren’t legendary item holders.

It was a supreme treasure that was too valuable to have a proper monetary value; it was a cheat that could help anyone become a powerful individual, just by equipping it.

It wasn’t just those on Earth who were enthusiastic about lottos.

“There are probably thousands of items in the Crack Museum. I don’t know why it keeps them, but one thing I can be sure of is that the quantity of items is fixed.”

“Ah…”

“Want to know what it means to have a limited number? The owners of legendary-grade items stored in the Crack Museum are the ones that had gone first and took them. Of course, the odds are low, but it’s gambling that’s well worth it. Usually, adventurers get stuck in front of a heroic-grade wall where they feel like they can no longer grow. These items are helpful in those situations.”

“I see.”

“There is an opportunity for ordinary adventurers like us to step up. That alone makes the Crack Museum worth it.”

‘This is convincing. You bastard, you’re so good at talking.’

“And… all the expenses paid here are military funds for the future.”

“What?”

“Everything we consume now… in fact, they are funds to fight for the continent.”

“Ah…”

“You have probably heard of it – the threat that’s looming on the horizon.”

“I’ve certainly heard of it, but that…”

“It’s not rumor or bullshit. The thing that threatens the continent exists.”

Park Deokgu said this with a heavy voice that didn’t seem to have a single hint of falsehood. He also had an expression that looked like he was carrying a very big burden.

At this, I suddenly remembered that Park Deokgu was practically someone who had been given three lifetimes to go through.

‘How many times has it been for this pig bastard?’