NOVEL NEXT Welcome to Dungeon Hotel
Chapter 205
If you do not escape within 15 to 20 minutes, you will die. Cause of death: Drowning. Even the time limit has changed.
“What did you just do?” Han Woohyun asked with a surprised face. It was clear that Han Woohyun was seeing the same thing. “Room… cleaning?” “…?!” Other than that, what else should I say? Anyway, when the water subsided, the Japanese woman came back to her senses slightly. The woman, who had been crying while praying, quietly descended to the floor and pointed at the water slowly rising again. “W, what should we do?” I took the dry newspaper, gun, and will that Han Woohyun had. And then I began reading the newspaper, which had been restored to look new, even the faded ink. It was an article from a New York newspaper about the German war situation in April 1945. I felt my feet getting wet again, and as I looked at the article, I suddenly realized something. Do I really… need to do this? ‘Hotelier’s eyes.’ When I activated the skill while holding the gun, a description of the gun appeared. Skill: Activate ‘Hotelier’s Eyes (A)’ to receive guidance on the hotel’s interior facilities and supplies. As expected. This gun was an item belonging to the hotel dungeon. I felt fortunate and read the gun information the system showed. German Chancellor’s Gun (B) —A gun used by the world’s worst leader in an underground bunker. —Holding this gun increases persuasive power by 100%. —In some cases, even self-hypnosis is possible. The German chancellor. So the owner of this room is— I opened my mouth. * * * With the German Chancellor’s gun in my pocket, I opened the door to the hallway. “Whaaa!” The Japanese woman screamed at the sight of the bellboy monster as soon as she stepped into the hallway, but it was the man who was more startled than the woman. “Whaaa!” Uncle screamed together and cut the bellboy monster straight from the top of his head to his crotch. “Ey. I cut it. What is this person?” “She was a civilian trapped in Room 301.” As Han Woohyun responded, the two halves of the monster started sluggishly merging back together. It seems like those bellboys won’t die until this floor is cleared. I wonder if something like this will work. “Front desk.” I tried using the skill just in case. It’s a skill that was used for the purpose of getting rid— Does it work? “Kurrr…!” It doesn’t seem to work. I looked at the almost fully merged Bellboy monster and thought to myself. “Uncle, can you please protect this person here—” A ‘Corrupted but less angry Bellboy (C)’ appeared at the front. …?I’m not sure what you did, but what’s done is done? It’s a place that couldn’t possibly be without a creepy atmosphere, themed like a hotel within a tower dungeon, complete with status bars now too. At that time, the ‘corrupt but less angry bellboy’ who appeared at the front spoke. “Front desk man? Why are you here?” Me? Are you calling me the front desk man now? “There are already people here who aren’t guests, so we were in the process of handling them!” Another Bellboy shouted. “This place is off-limits to anyone who’s not a guest! No outsiders allowed under any circumstances!” Another bellboy too. You say it. Of course, when I looked around, no one seemed to understand what the bellboy was saying. This seemed to be thanks to communication skills. However, because the bellboy had become a little obedient, Uncle wasn’t hasty in attacking him either. I hesitated and spoke to the less angry bellboy. “T, these people here are looking for a friend staying on the third floor. I’m assisting them in finding their way. So, Bellboys, you can go about your business now.” It’s a bit strange, but I tried to use our manager’s speaking style to fit the concept of a hotel. Then the bellboy scrunched up his face. The eyes glowed red. “W, what are you doing, Junghyo Junghyo? I’m scared…?” When Uncle saw me talking to the monster, he grabbed my arm and pretended to hide himself. Uncle, you just cut that guy in half. Sometimes, when I see Uncle, he is really scary. “Are you here to find a friend?” The Bellboys gathered, murmuring amongst themselves. I reflexively held the gun I brought out from Room 301. “Yes.” I added nonchalantly, pretending not to be flustered. “These are people who may become guests in the future.” “Potential guests…” Well, will this work…? It was then. The bellboys, who were talking loudly, whispered something so quietly that we couldn’t hear them and then walked towards us. Ugh, I can’t stand it. Should I just shoot? It was then. “Then I’ll have to carry your luggage for you.” “Why are you carrying the motorcycle so heavily…?” “Quickly park it and bring the guests!” A ‘Corrupted but Calmed Bellboy (C)’ appeared at the front. A ‘Corrupted but Calmed Bellboy (C)’ appeared at the front. A ‘Corrupted but Calmed Bellboy (C)’ appeared at the front. W, what is this? I’ve often been to dungeons where corrupted blah-blah-blah appear, but this is the first time I’ve seen anything like this. Is this the power of the front desk? “H, huh, they’re getting closer!” Uncle tried to cut the bellboy again. But I stopped him by holding his hand. “No, he’s not trying to attack. They’re here to help with the luggage.” “…Help with what?” Han Woohyun also pulled out a sword he had tucked away in his armor and asked, startled. “So, he’s trying to carry luggage just like the bellboy at our hotel.” “Junghyo… are you talking about Geumdong right now? Uncle looked at me in bewilderment and waved his hand in front of me. “Junghyo Junghyo… This isn’t a dungeon hotel, it’s a tower dungeon.” “Trust me. Uncle.” Although Uncle is scary, he is surprisingly soft-spoken, so I decided to do this. “You trust me, right?” I open my eyes wide and appeal to Uncle’s emotions. Uncle looked into my eyes and flinched back. “I, if you say it like that… How can I… not believe…?” Uncle asked back with a sad look in his eyes. Soon a bellboy came over and grabbed Uncle’s motorcycle. Uncle looked up at the bellboy with a nervous face. But then. “Guest, are you looking for someone specific? Please tell us what room you are in and we will help you with designated parking.” Is there such a thing as designated parking? This hotel is very nice. ‘We also want to build an underground parking lot.’ I was envious of other hotels without realizing it, but I quickly came to my senses. Is this the time to be saying that!“G, go away! Go!” The Japanese woman I rescued from room 301 was more panicked than me or Han Woohyun and was running away from the bellboy who was rushing at her. “Whaa!” I hid her behind me and said. “There is no need for designated parking, and the guest wants to find her friend first.” “Your friend? I’m sorry, but could you please tell me your friend’s name exactly…?” The bellboy scratched his cheek with his finger as if he was troubled. Their appearance was so convincingly like real hotel staff that I kept getting overly immersed. “I, I don’t know the name, but they’re a Japanese person staying in one of the hotel rooms here.” “If you don’t know their name, I can’t call them.” The bellboy tilted his head. “We must respect the guest’s privacy. A hotel is a place to relax.” That’s right. I understand. I almost answered like this without realizing it. Damn it. Then the only option left is to meticulously search through each dark hotel room to rescue Yuto’s family and the civilians. It’s easy to figure out Yuto’s family name, but what about the other people? I looked at the visitors who seemed to be twice as many as our hotel. Still, let’s check just in case. I turned around and squeezed the shoulder of the woman we had rescued earlier. “Did you live on the third floor?” “Ahh, go away! What do you want!” The woman panicked and tried to run away from the bellboy who kept trying to help her with her luggage. I squeezed the woman’s shoulder harder. “The entire mansion has turned into a dungeon. Inside here, there’s a risk that over a hundred civilians could die. Think of your neighbors’ names. You need to remember names to survive.” It’s no different from a half-threat, but shock therapy is needed first. Only then did the woman’s eyes look at me clearly. “R, really?” “Yes.” “The whole mansion turned into a dungeon. How much money have I poured into this?” Is money important now? But the woman’s next words were very important. “I’ve paid a hefty sum in residents’ dues too. Last time, we had to pay a significant amount for elevator replacement as maintenance fees… I know it best because I’m the president of the residents’ association.” “….” Are you the president of the residents’ association? “I did live on the third floor of the mansion. Starting from the end of the corridor where I lived on the third floor, there was Ono-san, then Mina-san, oh, and that woman who runs the beauty salon there. Her name was… I think she was Sanae. She moved in recently. Oh, right.” There was no interruption in the woman’s voice as she repeated the name of her neighbor who lived on the third floor. “Now that I think about it, Suzuki-san lives in room 308! The family’s son is a gloomy otaku…! I know everything except the son’s name!” The woman shouted, pointing to Room 308. So isn’t that done? “I know his name.” * * * After a while. The officials of the Dungeon Management Ministry who were guarding the front of the dungeonized mansion were astonished. This was because about twenty civilians were walking out of the dungeon entrance. Not only government officials but also TV reporters who had already gathered in front of the mansion rushed to the civilians. The first escapee, especially with so many appearing at once, left the officials bewildered. This happened about 20 minutes after South Korea’s support was approved. “Were you on the first floor?” Since in the tower dungeon, moving to another floor was impossible unless the current floor was cleared, it was a reasonable question. But for some reason, the people with blank faces and flower necklaces around their necks shook their heads. “No. We all left on the third floor.” “Yes?! How did you manage that? How did you succeed in escaping?” “Uh… Three Korean hunters helped me.” Korean Hunter…?! How long has it been since they received approval for support and already arrived?! The civil servants who rushed to control reporters’ access were surprised. One person asked urgently as he was being pushed back by a government official. “What’s that hanging around your neck? Is it an item that helped you escape?!” For some reason, an elderly woman with a happy-looking face answered those words. “I heard it’s a welcome gift. The hotel bellboy gave it to me.” “Yes?” “The hotel manager gave me this business card, telling me to have only positive impressions of the hotel in the future. Her name was… Junghyo-chan?” Grandmother smile cutely, shaking a business card adorned with gold foil that shimmered with the words “YeongChun Hotel.” Pong! This moment is stuffed with an exploding flash. The survivor’s interview, which appeared on TV and in newspapers the next day, later became a hot topic on the Japanese Internet. – A dungeon that gives out welcome gifts? That’s crazy. – A hunter who runs a hotel business inside the dungeon. – Have you seen the picture of the survivors sitting tight with the welcome gift hanging around their necks and the dumbfounded Watanabe? └ The Korean hotel owner rescued the Dungeon Management officials in an hour when they couldn’t even enter, so of course they were going crazy. – It is said that a Korean hotel owner controlled the monsters within the dungeon. I heard you received service like a real hotel? Maybe the hotel owner is a mind controller? └ Like Suzuki Yuto? └└ She may be stronger than Suzuki Yuto. └└ └If you look at Suzuki Yuto’s interview, he may be an otaku, but he is a combat ranker. What the heck. └└ └└(link) If you look at this data, she seems stronger than Suzuki Yuto. Could that mean the hotel manager is an S-Class Mind Controller? └└ └└└?! In this way, misunderstandings steadily piled up. Hello! 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