Yurin wanted to go to Todeum with Weed.
“Chwiik, I’m going too.”
Seechwi decided to go.
It was an Orc’s nature to fight, even if the damage was insignificant.
For a monster, it seemed appropriate to go to dangerous places!
‘But...this time I’m going to get to kill something for sure.’
Seechwi had sorrowfully been a member of their party a few times. Pale’s party was mainly comprised of young people so she seemed to be an old maid.
The generation gap!
Irene and Surka treated the elderly warmly so that made the sorrow even worse.
‘I don’t have a choice as long as Seoyoon is still like that.’
Not too long ago, Seoyoon had finally managed to say something again but since then she had not said anything else. She wasn’t suddenly going to get better, so to get her normal again it would take time for her to regain her words. So in order to recover Seoyoon, Weed’s presence may be an important role. So for her sake, she must go. It was an important reason to stay near Weed.
Mapan was a shameless trader preying on the Orcs!
Mapan always told others.
“Weed is like a teacher to me.”
Obscure means of making money from customers.
Acting like a nice guy to rip people off.
It was essential to use flattery to sell stuff.
An insatiable greed for money!
He had learned the fundamentals of trade from Weed. He even looked in the mirror and practiced until he had a rotten smile.
Mapan was going to participate in the adventure to the vampire kingdom.
It was a huge gain for merchants to go to a new area. It was a great opportunity to exclusively get money, skill and fame from selling. For the Vampire Kingdom Todeum where no one was able to go to, it was something a trader could not pass up.
“This adventure can be an opportunity.”
Mapan did not forget.
Weed had led the Orcs and the Dark Elves against the monsters in the Yuroki Mountains.
Weed had invested tens of thousands of gold in order to affect the battle.
Mapan could not help but feel nervous.
There were benefits to be had in an unfavorable combat situation.
The Lich Shire and the Immortal Legion!
His heart jumped every time as the large number of enemies dwindled.
There was so much tension, excitement and thrills and then it was over.
Mapan wanted to go on such an adventure again.
Geomchi, Geomchi2, Geomchi3, Geomchi4, and Geomchi5.
Instead of hunting in a party like Pale, they were deep in the Yuroki Mountains with their swords.
Every day, from morning until evening, they would wield their swords.
“We have dedicated our lives to the sword. Aside from the sword, I want the opportunity to meet with women.”
A sense of urgency was contained in Geomchi2’s sword.
The sword was his way of life.
He did not regret it.
If he could, he would walk down the path of the sword once more. It was not about making the body stronger but the mindset of it.
Geomchi had said.
“A man’s home is in the hilt of a sword. Even if the years pass by and one becomes old, the sword will remain young.”
Do not throw away the sword.
Through the sword, you will meet a girl.
But only if you are strong!
The teachers wield their swords their entire lives as single men.
Martial Artist!
It was a job that could use any weapon.
It did not matter if the durability of the sword was going to break from hunting.
Just pick up a weapon and attack the monster.
They ate as if they were starving.
“The mind is clouded when one is hungry.”
That was the mindset of Geomchi, Geomchi2 and Geomchi3.
In reality, they had no problem fasting for three days.
‘I’ll get the ladies by being overwhelmingly fast and powerful.’
‘Famous rare items! You have to get the attention of the ladies.’
‘I want to protect. I want to be taken care of. I want a woman!’
Their thoughts were filled with selfishness as they wield their swords.
It didn’t matter if they were sweating profusely as if it were raining, they did not even think of quitting.
They were completely immersed.
They swung their swords 100,000 times a day.
They wielded their swords even when they were not hunting.
Strength depended on Skill and Stamina, so they only took breaks when they were exhausted.
It took time to move to another hunting ground, and it took considerably more time to find party members.
Even if they got into parties with others, the hunt did not last very long.
But for the Geomchis it was more of a hassle.
Fighting by themselves!
They swung their swords 100,000 times a day.
They did not need any rationalizing.
Once they set a goal, all they did was train.
They did not bother with complex calculations.
It was enough to shed sweat until breathing became difficult.
Such was the only life they knew.
Geomchi2 swallowed his saliva from hunger.
“The right woman for me. I don’t need much. Barley bread and corn today, rye bread tommorow. Any woman would be fine for me.”
Geomchi5 was even lower.
“Kimchi three times a day, Shin Ramen, if you boil in hot water then it’s fine.”
Their standards were getting lower.
“I would be fine even with just eggs.”
Geomchi2 would not be moved and pressed on.
“Keuheu! The eggs do not need to be made do they?”
“How can I meet a woman without this level of devotion? For love one must make sacrifices.”
Geomchi2 had asked.
And then there was Geomchi5.
“Sahyung, I think I would be able to give up meat.”
“Meat!”
The sahyungs admired each other’s determination.
Then almost at the same time their skills rose.
Ttiring!