200 Master Keys (5)
Nickname ‘Elfnunalove’.
A player who uses the name ‘Ghost master’ more publicly and is rumored to be his identity.
He slowly opened his eyes and checked the time.
“… … .”
Just past midnight.
The place is a private laboratory located on the upper floor of the tower.
As usual, he sat down in his chair for a while to organize his thoughts.
‘Now how is he going to get out?’
Today he placed a permanent ban on one player as soon as he entered the community.
The target is ‘Sergeant Lee’.
It was a user from Korea who used the unusual nickname of Lee Byung-jang.
‘By now, the road must be running wild to find me and kill me.’
He also didn’t want to lose to ‘Byeongjang Lee’.
‘Sergeant Lee’ is not only the person closest to the ‘key’, but also the player who possesses the strongest force than anyone else.
… … Among those from Earth.
‘… … Because that’s the one I didn’t listen to.’
I was a little worried that the nose hairs of the sleeping tiger might have been pulled out, but it was something I had to do.
Last conciliation before hitting Permanent Ben.
Wasn’t it the Lee Byung-jang’s side who refused this?
Of course, I could understand the situation, so I left it alone until now, but I can’t help but be considerate of you forever.
Now he too will have to make a choice.
‘… … Still, I feel a little sorry for that person.’
His thought, which continued to contemplate, naturally led to a man.
A Korean user who used the nickname ‘Elfnunna’.
‘I thought he was a fan of him too.’
He knows that he has met many Korean users so far.
How few of them are.
Koreans make up less than 1% of the players.
It is not in vain that ‘Byeongjang Lee’, who was desperately looking for a person in the east, asked for time to say a few words at the end.
‘If you think about it this way, it’s really funny. If we miss the trend, we should all work together to break the game and think about going back.’
The man smiled and got up from his seat.
Still, his crystal ball vibrated, announcing that a call had come.
“You were the first to contact me at this time, so it seems like something happened there too. Soul Queens.”
[yes. I’m slowly getting ready for work, but I found a strange connection log.]
“Weird login history?”
The man fixed his posture.
Since she has a high level of understanding about this space as much as herself, it must not be a nonsensical phenomenon.
[There is a log of access, but it is not indicated who it is. And above all… … The connection time is shown around 3 o’clock.]
“It means you entered the community in the middle.”
[yes. So that’s why I’m so weird… … .]
“Would you mind giving me some time to think?”
The man cast a spell on himself while keeping the phone call. ‘Meditation’, a combination magic created by adding a few tricks to ‘accelerating accident’.
One person immediately came to mind.
“Watcher of the Round Table.”
[ah! The suspicious person who disposes of Ben a year ago!]
Nickname ‘0720’.
I found out about him about a year ago.
I was told by all the guides who helped the newcomer to enter the community that he had no memory of helping him, and later went inside him and saw him wearing this outfit and was suspicious and beat Ben.
Because I usually wear modern clothes.
It was determined that he was a spy of the royal family who secretly broke into this place by obtaining the pills from somewhere. Or maybe it’s a player from somewhere other than Earth.
‘… … Above all, it was the appearance of an old man.’
The players are usually young.
That’s normal.
Aren’t they the people who enjoyed games like this pervert?
It is not easy to be reminded of an elderly person over 70 clearing this game.
“Perhaps something like their gathering by the Watchers of the Round Table to avoid our eyes.”
[But didn’t you think that the remaining members were normal at that time?]
“Yes. It was then. But just in case you don’t know, can Soul Queens come in and check it out for me?”
[…] … It must be a private chat room.]
“Don’t worry about the invitation code. It may take a few months, but it is not without a way.”
[Yes, if so… … .]
Soon, the Soul Queens replied that it would, and the man also tried to end the call.
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More specifically, we can give orders after we go back next month and check again.
There’s nothing I can do right now.
However… … .
“Soul Queens, do you remember the player ‘Elfnunna’?”
For some reason, I asked the man whose nickname came to mind.
[Oh, is it him? You came in a few months ago, but it’s unique and I remember it clearly. I was very impressed with the nickname and, above all, the other side.]
“What if I was impressed?”
[Because I couldn’t see any space in the inner world. It was the first time in my life that I had such a thick mental barrier while doing this job.]
“… … okay.”
The man felt something strange.
The fact that the mental barrier is exceptionally thick is something that can be accepted as individual deviation.
Soul Queens had a short period of acting as a guide.
However, I feel like I’m missing something.
In the ‘meditation’ state, the ‘intuition’ level also rises, so the man did not attribute the emotion to his or her mood.
“Wait, excuse me.”
After asking for permission, the man checked the typeface written in his head.
To be precise, it was the details of the people who sent the letters at the time of entry of Elf Nunna, which the Soul Queens said.
‘They’re all newbies.’
I thought that I might have taken the pill later, so I tried expanding it every three months, but the results were the same nonetheless.
None of the players went up to the 5th floor or higher.
But how can the mental barrier be that high?
“… … Bjorn Jandel?”
A name stood out particularly loudly in the eyes of the man who was checking the scope further.
A barbarian who rarely chose a shield.
So, an explorer who sent a letter wondering if it was ‘He’, but raised suspicions that it would not come in.
“Soul Queens.”
The man gave a new instruction.
“Investigate the users of Elf Snowland. What posts were left, how much GP, and what information did you purchase? Even if I restore everything that has been deleted.”
I needed to check.
***
The morning after the community opened.
Amelia woke me up.
“… … What’s going on? from morning.”
“morning? It’s already noon.”
Well, the barbarian might wake up late.
He asked, pouring a glass of water down his stifled throat.
“So what’s the dragon?”
Usually, it was evening when Amelia appeared.
When we parted yesterday, we decided to see each other around that time.
But why did you come to me in broad daylight like this?
The answer that came out of Amelia’s mouth was really simple.
“Somehow, I feel like I should go ahead and talk.”
“It means leaving.”
“Okay, so the search can stop now.”
Judging from the way you speak, it doesn’t seem like you’re leaving because you’ve found ‘Auril Gavis’… … .
I floated naturally.
“Looks like you have something to do.”
Amelia didn’t answer.
But that was enough for me.
Isn’t she a woman who went to the city every day and was busy with something?
[From Noark, just before the lockdown, we sent a few people up to the ground. The goal is to kill one explorer! Isn’t that surprising?]
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Maybe the assassination operation that the clown said is about to start today.
I had no intention of intervening.
It’s not something I can stop doing.
No, rather… … .
“Are you going to come back later to find him? I can talk to you here if you need to.”
I brought out a well-intentioned offer.
Well, because he was the sensitive type to Eun-won.
I thought it would be helpful once I cleared the debt.
“You don’t have to. It would be difficult to find him this way anyway.”
“Right.”
There was no need to make a new offer or make an offer in response to Amelia’s refusal.
The conversation ended so neatly.
“Then see you next time.”
I said goodbye briefly, and Amelia stared at me quietly.
“See you next time, what does that mean?”
Oh, that’s what I was curious about.
Seriously, I’m the one who took the crane off the school to make sure we don’t get tangled up in the future. It must have sounded a little meaningful to him.
I answered honestly.
“Somehow, I think I’ll meet you again.”
How many times have we met by chance?
I don’t know how long it will take before I can go home, but I’m sure there will be one more encounter.
“… … Strange guy.”
After saying those words, Amelia suddenly disappeared from her eyes as usual.
So now it’s my turn to start the day.
Tiing-!!
First, I pressed the call bell next to the bed hard.
“Did you call?”
Like his right arm, the whining appeared in less than a minute.
After giving the order to stop the search, we had a light lunch and went out together.
This is an after-meal walk that I used to do every day.
There is nothing else to do in Bifron.
“Go to the pantry.”
“Distributor… … mean?”
“Is there any problem?”
“no. I will guide you to the nearest place.”
The target of today’s walk is one of the 12 distribution centers in Bifron.
When we arrived, there was a long line.
Lines to receive food rations from the city every morning.
It was hard to see a few days ago.
Originally, each faction occupied the distribution center and monopolized it.
“As I said, at least minors can take whatever they want without any conditions.”
“Okay, let’s keep doing this.”
I turned my back on the line made up of little children with joy. And I looked around the city, moving as far as I could find.
Then, a familiar little boy appeared.
The same kid who took me to the inn on the first day I arrived in Bifron to give directions.
“Come here.”
“yep!”
As soon as our eyes met, the little boy who was slowly stepping backwards came up to me and stood up attentively.
“Where are you going?”
“The ship is on the way to the distribution center… … .”
“I’ve gained a little more weight than I was back then.”
“yes… … .”
Is it actually because he became the number one player in Bifron?
On that day, let alone doing anything since then, the little boy trembled.
Well, I just called because it was nice.
Is this the loneliness of the Absolute?
“How are you today?”
“I read books in my spare time. Hey, in the library that Yandel made… … .”
It’s not a library I made, it’s more of a re-activation of a library that was accumulating dust.
There are a lot of books written with kindling fires, so there are still many empty bookshelves. I was instructed to collect all the books called books and fill them in, so it will get better with time.
“Hawk, I swear I won’t do the same thing back then! If you need money, you can register at the labor camp and earn steadily!”
The kid started making excuses for not asking if I was worried when I looked at him.
“After that, my dream was to be a scholar.”
“Yes Yes!”
I smiled and gave him a piece of advice.
“Keep living like that. I have a problem with my head while making money while blaming others, and then there will come a day when it will disappear.”
“… … yes?”
“If you don’t have a head, you can’t be a scholar.”
“yes? Ah, yes… … .”
It looked like he didn’t understand what I was saying, but I didn’t speak for a long time.
It’s a specification to be a kkondae barbarian.
“Branch.”
After that, he continued walking with Jingjing.
Distribution offices, libraries, residential facilities, labor camps, etc.
There was nothing to do except to find Auril Gavis, so I touched on some irrational parts, and the city was definitely more lively than when I first came.
The biggest loss was the tyranny of each faction.
‘Well, if I’m not there, it will go back to normal.’
In that sense, I led the whining to the sewer.
“Hey, why are you here? … .”
A whining looking at me trembling with a strange voice.
Well, whoever sees it will think I’m going to kill you and bury you here.
“I’m going to the city for a while, do you need anything?”
“… … Yes?”
Ginger, who had never had to repeat the same words twice, asked with a bewildered face.
“You’re going to town, province, city… … ?”
“Oh, didn’t you tell me? There is a passage leading to the city.”
“He, he, he, he, he, he, he… … No way?”
“Why are you stuttering? Is there a problem with your head?”
“No… is.”
Jinjing, who had only thought that he would be freed in a few days, bowed his head with a sad face.
But did you think of bluffing too late?
“Anyway, you don’t need—”
“no! there is!”
“okay? Tell me.”
Whining asked me for one thing: going to the city.
It was a skewer from a shop in District 9.
“Would it be all cold by the time you brought it?”
“That’s fine!”
I smiled and nodded my head.
I wondered what he was thinking.
He’s really trying to see if there’s a way to get to the city.
“Then you should go back.”
“Yes, I understand.”
After that, I sent the whining and went into the sewer. And he headed towards the secret passage that Amelia had told him.
Then it was the car.
jii ing.
In case you didn’t know, the message stone I always had in my arms rang.
It was the one I got from Uncle Yong.
The other day, I decided to contact you when it was decided whether I could grant the ‘Dragon’s Blessing’ that I asked for in return for the dragon’s sword.
‘They said it would take a month or two, but it only took two months.’
How did that result come out?
When I pressed the button that protruded from the bottom, a voice flowed through it.
[Tear the paper you gave me back then].
“I’m curious what happened to that.”
[The elders decided to look at you and decide.]
“Right.”
As instructed, I tore the paper that had been shoved into the subspace.
‘I decided to see for myself… … .’
It wasn’t the ‘YES’ I was expecting, but I wasn’t too worried.
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Making it happen, even if it doesn’t.
Because that’s the spirit of the K-Barbarian.