Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 4

Low-distance hunter (2)

Dallon answered in an indifferent voice.

“For a house to do well when the number of customers increases. “This seems like a good place to do business.”

A faint look of embarrassment flashed across the woman’s face, but was immediately erased.

She blinked quickly a few times and looked Dallen up and down. She had beautiful eyes with long eyelashes.

“I’m pretty resourceful. “For a guest from the north, you speak well?”

The woman smiled slightly. It was a provocative eye smile.

“I meant to paraphrase the barbarian subject. Do you understand?”

“I understand. And if you’re a second generation barbarian, wouldn’t you be able to speak a lot?”

The woman’s smile slightly twisted at the Korean-mixed answer.

“Immigration…what?”

“It means being civilized. I heard that you are an information guild, but you seem to be unusually weak in foreign languages. “I’m disappointed.”

Information dealer who can’t speak foreign languages.

Dallen smiled and provoked me like that.

The woman’s eyes widened for a moment and then she burst into laughter.

“Ahahaha! Sorry. Usually, northerners respond with their fists when provoked with words. I never thought he would be so gentlemanly and punch me. “I apologize.”

“It’s okay. “Because I had a little desire to answer with my fists.”

“It’s a good thing you apologized quickly. “I don’t want to get punched like that.”

The woman glanced sideways at Dallen’s fist and laughed.

“come in. As you said, you are a guest, so I should offer you a cup of tea. “It’s still before business hours, so you can’t drink alcohol.”

The woman said that and turned around. Only then did Dallen notice the crossbow in her hand.

She had been aiming the crossbow from behind the door from the beginning. A repeating crossbow with five strings attached.

‘If I had answered with my fist, I would have turned into a beehive. After all, you have to know that temperament.’

Dallen followed the woman, stroking his chilled chest.

***

The two passed through a short hallway and entered a small room. Like the bar, this room was softly lit by magic stone lighting.

In the back, there are several large bookshelves filled with books and scrolls. In front of it was a large desk and a comfortable-looking chair, and across from it were several wooden chairs for guests.

The furniture combined with the lighting created an old-fashioned atmosphere. As expected, it felt far removed from the bronze area.

The woman placed the crossbow on the desk and walked to the closet on one side of the room.

On the low dresser were lined up teapots, luxurious teacups, and glass jars containing dried tea leaves.

“You may have heard my introduction, but I guess I should at least give my full name, right? My name is Sienna. We run the Crow’s Nest here. Nothing much. “It’s just a small bar and a small information shop.”

“Dallen. “I heard that I can receive many requests if I come here.”

“You can do that if you want. Is black tea okay?”

Rattling.

Sienna put an appropriate amount of tea leaves into the kettle and poured water. Then he hung the kettle next to the fire.

“By the way, did you mean your hometown a little while ago? I can at least listen to the northern dialect, but it was a dialect I had never heard of before. “Do each tribe use a completely different language system?”

“Because I’m not a linguist.”

That’s what I said, but… I wonder if there are people in the North who use this word. Korean would be an alien language in this world, not a foreign language.

The kettle was quickly bubbling with steam. Sienna poured tea into two antique wooden cups and brought dried fruits and slices of bread on a tray.

She first picked up the teacup and sipped.

“Oh, I didn’t ask that. “Who introduced you here?”

“A silver-plated mercenary.”

“Do you know that this is a small town on the outskirts? Even in Bronze Street, silver-plated mercenaries are everywhere. The name?”

“Bukban.”

The fluttering sound stopped for a moment. Dallen continued speaking, tapping the glass in front of him with his large hand.

“He said this while telling me where to go. “If they serve alcohol, drink it, but if they serve tea, don’t drink it.”

“…You talk about all kinds of things. “Did you at least save his life?”

“It’s similar.”

I’ve had him as a companion a few times in hundreds of playthroughs.

He has saved my life more than ten times. Although there were a couple of instances where I personally killed him.

“I thought he was dead because I haven’t heard from him in a year since he left the city. “You seem to be alive and well.”

“exactly.”

At least not yet.

The afterword was omitted.

Vukban was one of the main NPCs in the game. You can make him a colleague, or even if you don’t, he becomes a central figure who initiates a big incident.

The problem is that he himself is brutally murdered at the start. It was a future that did not need to be talked about.

“The password that knocked on that door was something I only shared with people I considered my true friends. Normally, I don’t go around talking about it freely. How did someone who met me for the first time know? So I tried it.”

“The collateral is a bit expensive considering I just looked at it. “The price of your life.”

“The intelligence work itself often requires risking one’s life. Seriously, what if you found out by torturing one of my friends to the brink of death?”

Sienna took the glass back in front of Dallen.

Chi-ik!

She poured the tea inside into the fire, then took another identical cup and poured the tea.

“Is tea okay? “This is not a poisoned glass.”

“Unless it’s radioactive black tea.”

“…Could you please stop saying such unintelligible things? “Because it sounds like an insult.”

“Okay.”

Dallen drank the tea in one gulp. The taste was pretty good.

Of course, that was the end of my impressions. Even on Earth, he liked alcohol more than tea.

“So you want a fight anyway? Like other guests from the north. “To enter Hadash’s heavenly palace or some palace.”

“Hadash’s Eternal Palace. That’s right.”

Dallen nodded.

According to the game setting, all barbarians who have crossed over to the Frost Highlands want to fight. It was a custom related to their faith.

In fact, it is unknown whether this body was born in the north.

But since everyone thought they were from the north, Dallon was acting accordingly.

Since I didn’t have enough strength, it was better to refrain from taking any action.

There were countless superhumans in this world who could easily crush even Dallon.

“I’ll be honest. I don’t know you very well yet. Whether you saved Vukvan’s life or blackmailed him for information, today is the first time you and I have met. yes?”

“That’s right.”

Sienna nodded. She put down her teacup and put her hands together.

“You said you wanted a fight, right? I will choose such a request. But the only things I can entrust right now are small requests that won’t have a major impact on my business even if they fail.”

“That’s enough. Like I said, this is our first meeting.”

“good.”

Sienna grinned.

“Then, shall we take a look at the skills of our Great Warrior, who is said to be able to cut even a goblin into pieces?”

***

Dallen walked down an alley in the Bronze District.

In his hand was a bounty request.

In the request form, the necessary information was clearly organized in neat handwriting.

From the content of the request to the approximate whereabouts of the target, etc. These were written by Sienna herself.

As I was looking at the writing, her smile came to mind. There was definitely a big difference between seeing it on the game screen and seeing it in real life.

It was prettier too. Dallen scratched his chin.

‘It’s like a fox.’

I don’t know you very well.

In conclusion, she already knew Dallon. Everything from the story the merchant was talking about to beating up the thugs in the back alley last night.

She was, in name and reality, the best information dealer on Bronze Street. In the game, she becomes the owner of one of the most important information guilds in the labyrinth city in the near future.

That was why Dallan chose her among the numerous intelligence merchants in the Bronze District.

No matter how strong he becomes, he cannot face destruction alone.

Snap.

There was a sound of water splashing under my feet. Dallen glanced down.

His leather shoes were stepping on puddles. I could also see Silgaecheon rippling in the corner.

The damp dirt road was an indicator that he was approaching his destination.

Before he knew it, he had reached the deepest part of Bronze Street.

‘It’s a bounty request from a low street.’

Of the seven districts surrounded by seven walls, the largest was the outermost Bronze District.

However, even that bronze district could not handle Falcion’s growing population.

Those who were driven out even from the most remote corners of the back alleys chose to go under the walls rather than outside them.

Part of the complex and huge sewer system of the labyrinth city where millions of people lived was turned into a slum and called ‘low street’.

The target for this request is the beginning of the low street. It was in a slum half buried underground. It is said that missing people have been occurring in the same location for a month.

Most missing people are women or children who are alone. Missing people appeared every 3 to 5 days.

Traces of fierce resistance remained at the scene, and nearby residents tried to find the culprit, but failed.

‘Besides, the person who went missing last time was an adult man.’

I don’t know who the culprit was, but it was clear that he was becoming bolder. Or maybe I’m becoming more and more confident in my abilities.

Snap.

With his keen senses, Dallon felt the ground getting lower.

The ground under my feet was now half mud. The buildings were all single-story or two-story low, and many of them were so old that it seemed like they might collapse at any moment.

And the sunlight became increasingly dimmer. It was like that even though it wasn’t sunset.

The only passages through which light came were cracks in the sewer ceiling and drains located here and there.

‘It said something like this.’

The writing on the paper could no longer be read properly. However, Dallan’s high intelligence level meant that he remembered the contents as they were.

This is the area where most missing people occur. There were no people.

This is probably because people who heard rumors of her disappearance avoided going around here.

‘It’s so hard to see. Should I at least bring a torch?’

That was the moment I was thinking about it.

Snap.

Footsteps were heard from inside the alley.

Dallen turned his head towards the sound. I suddenly opened my eyes, but the inside of the alley was too dark.

I could only see about thirty steps away.

Dallen took his step. I was just thinking of going in.

No matter what happens at low range, it will not be able to threaten him who has become a superman with additional abilities. At least at this point.

“I’m hungry…”

Then I heard a voice.

It was a voice close to that of an animal, with the sound of metal scraping too clearly to be a human voice.

“I’m hungry…”

A monster walked out through the darkness. He had a hideous appearance.

However, Dallen’s gaze was not focused on the bastard’s appearance, but on the letters lined up on it.

[The corpse of a hunter who was eaten by an experimental subject was discovered.]

[TIP: A corpse that has been eaten or absorbed by someone can be inherited by killing that target.]