Acquired the EX-class attribute ‘Transcendence Copy’

67 – Fantasy Dungeon

The mercenary’s trial takes place in the name of a duel. There is no mercenary who takes the duel as lightly as petals, just as there is no one with a light heart, as if the stern judge has come to play in the courtroom where he clears his throat and weighs the weight.

No, if you look for it, you will find it. To the underworld

Because the underworld is the only place where a mercenary with such a soft mind can be found.

Messerschmitt, who knew this physiology well, was sure. Gatling had never taken this duel lightly.

Of course, that doesn’t mean he completely removed the impurity of the thought of being careless and faced the duel like he did in a life-or-death decision. If that was true, I wouldn’t have committed the folly of using a fist instead of a crossbow.

However, even if he gave up his main armament, Gatling was not a weakling to be completely defeated by an academy student. As the mercenaries watching from behind said, gatling is to defeat C-class or lower mercenaries with enemy means. Saying he lost to a student because he had no weapon is not even an excuse.

‘What is it?’

Then, now, how should I explain this situation?

What logic should be developed to smoothly understand the situation in front of you?

Like most mercenaries, Messerschmidt was a type of human who believed in ‘only what he saw’ and believed in ‘what he saw’. However, he could not believe the outcome of this duel, which he witnessed with his own eyes.

“What are you?”

That’s why one word jumped out.

Demanding an explanation for a situation you cannot understand.

“Uh…. Is it a philosophical question?”

After astonishing a B-class mercenary who grew up seeing everything he couldn’t see, the main character of the incident is just calm. What I feel from a handsome smile that doesn’t even feel jealous is an empty deception.

“I hung out with that beard for over 10 years. Thanks to that, I take pride in knowing his style best.”

However, that was an illusion.

Compared to the knowledge of Gatling he knew, it was literally hemostasis compared to that of the boy in front of him.

A boy who so simply denied his own decade.

Who the hell is he from?

“Ask again. What are you?”

“Hmm…. I don’t know what answer you want….”

Blonde hair that looks like melted pure gold gleams. A boy who doesn’t fit in the slightest with this narrow and dirty alleyway, where the scent of cheap alcohol wafts in the air, raises his radiant crimson eyes and twitches his mouth.

A deceitful smile on a deceitful face.

He opened his mouth in an equally deceitful tone.

“If I had to answer, it would be a deceased person.”

A deceased person?

What password?

Messerschmidt was at a loss for words at the completely unexpected answer.

Unbeknownst to me, I reach for the handle on my back. If, like this guy dealt with Gatling, he would deal with himself…. Going bare-fisted can be a great guest.

‘You’re using a weapon against this gore?’

Irrational.

This situation is too absurd.

He has to reveal all his money to a kid who clearly hasn’t lived half of his life.

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It must be because of this absurdity that Gatling was willing to use his fist instead of the crossbow.

‘By the way…. Is it true that you win with a sword?’

My mind doesn’t calm down even though I curiously put my hand on the handle. Perhaps….

“Hey! What’s the matter!?”

It was the sharp shouts of the guards of the royal capital that broke the tense atmosphere at once, like a bowstring drawn to its fullest.

“Hey! No matter how remote the alley is, noise is prohibited on the street! Do not block traffic!”

A guard wearing shiny silver armor appeared.

Bondi, a street prostitute Mercenaries and guards are at odds. It’s rare to meet face to face and go over well.

“The Assassination King has appeared! Hurry up and go back before you see blood! Stop drinking late at night and holding a portrait!”

“Ah, the Assassination King!? Oh my god. Really?”

“Who else died this time?”

“Damn it. This is not the time here.”

As soon as the title “King of Assassination” Came out of the guard’s mouth, the mercenaries who had been growling and raising their flags toward the guards rolled their tails and quietly disintegrated. The weight of the title of assassination king is not enough to make only a crying child stop. Is there any reason to say that if the assassin king commits a murder, the bar’s evening sales will end that week?

“Oh no, the duel ended in incomplete combustion.”

Messer Schmidt said, removing his hand from his attitude knob. He said so, but he felt a very brief relief.

“hahahaha. That’s it. Anyway, the assassin king….”

“Hey. Not a warning You’d better not be too proud of yourself for beating Gatling. Don’t forget that he didn’t have a crossbow in his hand.”

“I know.”

John turned around. Certain objectives have already been achieved. He must have accumulated considerable reputation just by defeating the ‘rapid-fire Gatling’.

“By the way, would the results have been different if there had been a crossbow?”

—

Cain shuddered. The duel between Johann and Gatling did nothing short of shattering his common sense.

The essence of a duel is a clash of strength and skill. The side that overwhelms the opponent and achieves victory is, in the end, the side with stronger power or more sophisticated technology. However, John’s movement does not work with such common sense at all.

I didn’t feel the power of Gatling in his movements. However, it was not a very sophisticated technique. During the duel, Yohann’s movements did not deviate much from the level of an academy student.

However, Gatling could not even touch John. The reason why John let go of all of Gatling’s attacks with such a simple movement was because he perfectly predicted Gatling’s attacks. As if you had seen the future.

It feels like a glimpse of the aesthetics of simplicity that has reached its extreme.

“2 Gold as advance payment, 30% of dungeon revenue as success reward. Are you all right?”

Moving from a narrow alley to a restaurant called ‘Morning Greetings’, Cain checked the contract that John had given him. It’s a suspicious contract. He is on very good terms with himself.

To think such a talented person would offer such conditions to himself.

I don’t even know what that was.

“I am a C-class mercenary.”

“I know.”

“You don’t seem to know the market price of C-class mercenaries. The average daily wage of a C-class mercenary is around 50 silver.”

“Then you can do more than average work.”

John whistled and whistled.

No matter how you look at it, he is an aristocratic man. What it looks like, what it does.

“John. Aren’t you actually aristocrats?”

“hahahaha. 100% Pure commoner.”

Cain carefully checked the contract. No matter how you look at it, it’s an absurdly good condition for yourself. Usually, when you receive a contract like this, you should first suspect fraud. But, didn’t the other side bet a whopping 2 gold as an advance payment?

If this is a fraud, that boy named John is terribly incompetent in fraud.

“I will make a contract.”

“Okay. Now we are on the same boat.”

John smiled and said.

“Huh? Who is this? Isn’t that cowardly Cain!”

Just as he was about to return after closing the contract, an eerie voice hit Cain on the back. In the mercenary guild, he was a ‘reckless shooter’ who would argue with himself on every occasion. I didn’t see him in ‘Assholes’ earlier, so I thought I’d rest at home today, but it looks like he just returned to the village after completing the request.

“hahahaha!? Did you have a contract? Oh, what an unlucky client.”

“Shut up.”

“Ughhh. It’s hard to shut up in front of you. Anyway, how could you keep your mouth shut in front of a few romanticists in our mercenary world?”

The shooter with a sinister expression raised his voice and continued.

“I just want to let everyone know. That there is a mercenary who grows old and believes in ‘Elysium’.”

“……Elysium exists.”

“What? Can’t you hear me well?”

“No matter what you say, Elysium exists.”

Cain said as he looked at the shooter with a venomous look.

“Ha ha ha ha! Did you all hear!? Here, what this idiot is saying!”

“Elysium? That, the dream dungeon from children’s fairy tales?”

“The place where there is a spring made of elixir, right? Does anyone believe in that?”

“Nothing. There are people who believe in Santa, but there is no way. But, what grown-ups believe in is a bit broken.”

“Ah. That guy is the cowardly Cain. To go around believing in a legend that even kids at that age don’t believe in. Shouldn’t I be calling you Coward Cain, not Dumb Cain?”

Contempt and contempt pouring from all sides.

Cain, accustomed to such a sight, only shrugged his shoulders. Arguing with such small people is just a waste of energy.

“You showed me something I couldn’t see. Now, let’s get out of here.”

“Kkeuk! Yes, cowardly Cain. Don’t tail like that Just like your nickname.”

Shooter smirking and sarcastic.

Unable to bear such an appearance, Lire kicked her seat and stood up.

“You are the coward! Apparently, your skills seem to be insignificant, but you’re laughing at other people’s ideas! Aren’t you ashamed!?”

A type of human who intimidates others through sympathy.

It was the human group that Lire hated the most.

Rather, trusting in one’s skills and acting out is worth watching. Because Lir himself was like that too.

However, I felt physiologically disgusted with people who mocked others in front of others even though they had no skills.

“Aang!? What are you? Little boy don’t mess with me! Even if I’m a woman, I don’t care!”

The shooter’s hand went up. He was famous for his brainless behavior, befitting his nickname of “Reckless shooter.”

Pair!

However, the shooter’s hand, which was about to hit Li-Ri’s cheek, slipped on Li-Ri’s parrying.

Thump!

The shooter lost his balance and collapsed unsightly. Lire gently pressed his foot to his chest so that such a shooter could not rise again. Then he looked at John.

‘Huh?’

From Lire’s flushed expression, John was able to read her thoughts, albeit briefly.

-I did a good job!? Praise me!!!

Doggy ears seemed to prick on top of her head.