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Published at 4th of February 2022 12:07:28 PM


Chapter 57: Episode 20. Out of the World (3)

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Sember thought as he ran straight into the main building.

'Jin Looncandel! The greatest genius and my life saver to be a five-star knight at 15. I didn't expect him to come to me this late at night and ask for help.'

It's touching, it's thrilled. When he saved himself in the past, he brought back the Knights of Looncandel. No matter how much money I had, it was a luxury I couldn't easily enjoy.

What the hell is going on? Confucius in Looncandel would be loaded with money, but was it urgently needed while on a secret mission?

Whatever it is, he has joined the feat he will achieve in the future. One day, when historians made a biography for Jin, I didn't know that the Sember of Bilgah would be written in a line."

About 10 minutes or so of collecting money, 50,000 imaginations unfolded.

Back in his big leather bag, he had all kinds of valuables and gold coins.

"Oh, oh, oh, Jin, here you are!"

That's too much. It's like a treasure that weighs over 30 kilograms at a glance. You can't take all of this and go on a journey.

I was tricked into taking a handful of gold and 500 gold coins. At that rate, criminals cannot dare to dream of it in their lifetime.

"I'll take this much. Nice to meet you, Sember Bill."

"It was an honor for me. Mr. Qin, I don't know what you're doing, but I hope you'll finish your work well.…!”

"Yes, I'll see you later. Oh, and as I come in here, I'll take the entrance guards."

"I know what you mean. I'll keep it neat and tidy, so don't worry. And I'll keep my mouth shut until you allow it."

I didn't think much of it when I accidentally saved Sember on the southern border. Jean has now decided to classify Sember as a pretty good friend. A person who never forgets his kindness, and is sensible.

'I'll take care of you later, whatever.’

Sembert waved hard until the back of Jean disappeared.

* * *

Runcandel reserve riders usually spend the first couple of months in extreme poverty.

Children of swordsmen who only learn to cut, stab, and cut people are usually extremely sparse in their sense of money. It's natural to go out into the world without earning a penny.

Therefore, they have no choice but to experience a poor life until they visit the Beacon Investigation Unit with their heads hanging high or raise money while serving as mercenaries.

A crunch, a crunch.

But in the third day of the reserve. The three men, Qin, Gilly and Murakan, are now grazing the best restaurants in the kingdom. I ordered dozens of dishes, but their money bags don't even get scratched.

"Don't eat too much, Murakan. I have to get on the moving gate in an hour. If you throw up again like you did then."

"Loud, kid. After all, even if you throw up, eating is the life of a predator like me."

"I'm afraid so."

"You should try some of this, too, Master. The dishes from the Kingdom of Bboong are not bad either.”

"Khaha, strawberry pie. Yesterday I asked Jean, "Wouldn't that belong to extortion? You said, 'Sir,' but you eat well."

The reason why the three people use the mobile gate without ironing the Murakhan is not because of Gilly's fear of heights.

The Arkin Kingdom they are heading for is a country where dark tissue testing is ruined, but it is still strictly part of the "Lutero Magic Federation." The Rutero Magic Federation is all under the control of the Zipple.

And currently active, 80% of dragons are with Jipple. Riding the Murakan in such a place was tantamount to declaring war.

'The reason why Looncandel can't break his covenant with the Zipple is because of the dragons.’

The gods who also owe the dragons.

There is only one God's contractor in Looncandel, but the situation is different for Jipple. Dozens of contractors were holding up the family.

They are all looking forward to the day when Zion dies.

If it weren't for Siron, I could destroy Looncandel, a thorn in the eye.

"It's about time, let's go."

Three in the afternoon.

John Kingdom, a gate and finished eating, three people to check in and day. Because he had no ID, he had to turn into a cat and board.

"The teleport will begin shortly."

Whoo-woo-ooh!

As we settled in a quiet waiting room, the guide announced the operation.

The shimmering mana gently wound the three men, and a moment later, when the three opened their eyes again, it was the Akin Kingdom checkout.

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Arkin, the Rutero Magic Federation."

Fake ID cards allow them to enter the country again without difficulty. Bright sunlight pierced my eyes as I walked out of the mobile gate and into the street.

'Is it 15 years?

The capital of the Arkin Kingdom, which spent the last year before returning.

There is a time difference of 15 years from the previous life, but the scenery here is not much different from then. street vendors all over the street, homeless people crouching beside them, people on the dark streets.

It is a warm and bright climate all year round, and it is a scene that makes a difference from a well-cleaned road.

'It's probably because of the tyranny of the Tessing. I remember hearing that it was especially worse at this time.'

Gilly also looked around carefully as if he felt a sense of separation.

"It's a strangely dark city. It's such a lovely day."

"And the wizards of Colon told me that the scenery is just fine and it's not a place for people to live. Let's get to the lodge first, and find a game."

"Yes, Master."

However, Jin has already decided on his accommodation, and his first game has been confirmed.

information jet

Jean was quite close to Jet in her previous life. Not long after coming to Akin, he settled down with the help of Jet.

But it wasn't close to the good side. Jet was a man of great ability in hitting a person in the back of the head.

'That punk. By now, he's probably cheating on the idiots, calling himself a "special information dealer." Damn it, I'm pissed off again.’

Jean was also classified as a jackass by Jet in her first life. How many frauds have you done to yourself by introducing Tessing's underground auction house?

This time, I'm going to make his habit strong from the beginning.

'It's useful in many ways to cut the Jet and play him. It will be easier to convince Gilly and Murakan during their subsequent acts in Akin.'

I have no intention of revealing to Gilly and Murakan that Jin is a regression.

That's why every time I moved with information from my previous life, I had to give them a plausible excuse.

Just like now.

"Kid, do you have to find a lodging in this shabby alley? There were a lot of good inns on the other side of the street, didn't there?”

"I'm sure you're thinking about everything. Mr. Murakan."

"You have a lot of money, but you don't have to stay here, strawberry pie."

"It would be nice if unregistered wizards set up a bundle in this neighborhood, and they smell like money as soon as they come here. Right, Murakan?"

"Ha! Because of all the beauties, this Murakan has to sleep in a shabby inn where Orcs are likely to skip?"

Jean was leading the two to Jet's inn by force of reason.

This can't be done every time. But if you start calling Zett your subordinate, you're free from these problems.

Huh? Master. How did you know that?

Kid, why would you do that? Every time Gilly and Murakan say that, the information they get from Jet is simply convincing.

"Well, I'd rather be here."

After an hour of haggling with Murakan, Chin was finally able to stand in front of the inn run by Jet. I felt like I had walked for ten hours listening to Murakan's grumbling.

Please find Jet at the entrance.

Facing the sign for the first time in a long time, Jean laughed unconsciously.

Anyway, it is an inn name that is hard to understand both then and now. I think it's a good name in that it's not an inn, but for information.

"Why are you here?"

"The wizards at the Colon site say... No. I just have a hunch."

Murakan's mouth was sticking out until the moment he entered the inn, and Gilly seemed to believe in the master anyway.

A slender man with a lung-crushed head is dozing off at the counter. It was Jet. He even snored as if he didn't feel any signs of popularity, and the smell of alcohol was strong.

"Are you the owner of the inn?"

"Crrrrrrrrr. Ah, sir? Welcome."

Slowly fixed, Jet glanced up and down quickly and looked at the three men. Then they classified him directly as a nerd.

'One shirt-dressed parasite, one novice in travel suit, and what's with the woman, half-and-half. Is she a maid? She's obviously a band of nobles playing adventures.’

That's what I think, but a jet that shows a bright smile on the outside.

"Do you have any vacancies?"

"It's... it's all empty rooms. Good to see you're welcome. Because I'm a proud man. Best rest for travelers at the lowest price! Come on, it's your room. Look around and pick whatever you like."

Jet, who jumped up, naturally pushed the camp upstairs. Choose your own room and come down.

To make use of without telling you how much the price is. It's a typical trick of crooks.

Further, Jet quickly prepared three cool drinks while they were upstairs. The move is aimed at making people drink and then charging a high price.

If the opponents were moderately experienced mercenaries, they would have finished that much.

But Zet doesn't intend to handle this stupid-looking party like that.

'When you come down and drink this drink. All three go side by side to the underground auction house and start a new life, haha. What a windfall!'

Jed made up his mind as soon as he saw them.

Put all three to sleep and sell them as slaves to Tessing's underground auction house. Quick planning and practice. It was the background behind Jet's later big-name intelligence of Arkin.

Of course Jean is sitting on top of Jet's head.

'You're looking forward to the idea of stripping us again with that cliché. Get ready to search, Jet.'

When I came down to the first floor again, Jet welcomed me with a drink.

"Oh, you must be thirsty from traveling, so drink a drink, hehe. It's our hotel's specialty orange juice, and it tastes great. Even the aristocrats often come to eat it."

Looncandel's blessed body has a slight tolerance to even the dizzy poison, so this cheap sleeping pill doesn't work.

Jean thought.

Why don't we drink a glass of water and start punching him, saying it tastes great? Or, should I pressure you to try it first to make it real?

But there was one fact that Jean was overlooking.

"Did this little rice-pot lose his head?"

Murakan has been in a bad mood for a while.

Murakan was able to see bubbles floating on the surface of the juice as sleeping pills were released.

"Hey, kid! You said you had a good feeling. While I'm beating this up, do you really have a good feeling or not? Try to have time to reflections."

a squeaking sound

said Murakan, stealthily closing the inn. Jet was destined to endure Murakan's beating and blow everything.




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