Dungeon Maker

CHAPTER 9 # 3 As always, the beauty of the red hair stood at the center of the white world.
I was worried that there might be another salesperson, or a salesperson who could not talk at all, and Yongho sighs in relief.

Right now, Yongho needed a target for 'negotiation'.

As a member of the dungeon chapel, she leaned back down with a smile. He said whispering with a beautiful figure who looked.

"It's nice to see you again, sir."
-You, too.

Yongho, who answered the praise, relaxed his breath. Whether it is because I often see Katarina, or because the situation is so urgent, it was not as if I had ever met face to face.

Yongho approached him. After stopping at a reasonable distance a bit like a joke.

"At this point, you can think of Mr.
"Every time I visit it, I have free time. Yongho's hand over this kind of thing is said to have a kite? "

She replied with plenty of room this time. Nevertheless she was in danger. Even with small gestures and voices, it was difficult to mislead people.

Yongho was not able to give a joke, but instead, she sat straight in the eyes of the two. It seemed that I would be attracted by the fact that I was just facing my eyes. Maybe Citi is not a succubus?
Shei laughed again.

"Your beloved. What kind of deal do you want today? Did you come to buy a new worker? Or a daily necessity like food? We also deal with equipment for new traps and facilities. "

But neither was it. Yongho said with some time.

"I want to sell something before I buy."
"Are you talking about the things of Mammon?"
"Yes, they are general men."

Yongho answered and fingered his fingers. The same kind of dungeon, the will of the will to convey the will of light was formed in the window of light.

Like the shopping mall catalog, the weapons were arranged in a row in the window of the light divided into squares.
Right next to the throne, it was the armed men of the armed forces that were placed on the recognition circle of the dungeon supremacy.

"They are good swordsmen. "I'll have a look around."

As he reached out to the window of light, some of the engineers who were listed in the window of light became materialized. She grabbed the ax out of the light window gently by the sack and gulped the ax out of the window of light as if she were pulling a knife out of the sheath.

The sleek arms of the citi were huge battle axes that seemed to be hard to even lift.
But she turned the battle ax around like a toy. I lifted it to the front of my face and looked at the battle ax with my fuzzy eyes. A little bittersweet voice said.

"Kaizan."

His eyes stood on the Moon wolf 's crest.
Yongho asked unwittingly.

"Do you know her?"

She took a moment instead of answering immediately. He stretched a long battle ax in his hand and said, staring at the distant sky as he stroked his memory.

"It was a cute little child. I do not like to be bothered by anyone, and pretend to be strong. But a child who is so lonely at the same time. This is also the description of Yongho's take-over basis … Yes, you can compare it to the oysters. "

At the end of the conversation, she had a very thin smile. It was soft and mild as usual, but it was a little sad.

It's a barbarian.
A witch with a gray hair.

Did the Citi deal with Mammon in the era of Keiwan, the three previous generations? Maybe it was then that he was the exclusive manager of Mammon?

I was curious, but I did not ask.
Rather, Yongho noted the words used to describe Sith Riga Kwan.

Cute little child.
Kaiwan was a lord of Mammona decades ago. It was meant to be a person who has lived for decades or more even if he can not do it.
Moreover, now, she was describing Kaiwan as a child.

'In the case of a high-ranking Asmodian, there are many cases.'

Now, the words of Katarina came to mind. If so, is Seattle a "big shot" by yourself? Do you have enough time to shake off the flow of decades?

Citi saw her again. It was the usual relaxed expression whether or not all the feelings were removed.

"They are all good weapons. But I do not have the magic to do this. And… I do not know if this is the case, but the Dungeon Chamber of Commerce is quite stingy about re-purchasing the 'once-sold product'. What are you trying to buy with the money that you sold? "

Yongho accepted Citi's words as 'bargaining' rather than 'interference'.
So, I did not hide, but honestly I told my own wind.

"I want something like a potion that can restore horsepower in a short period of time."

Mana potion that appears in RPG.
It is Yongho himself who has the most powerful 'firepower' in the Mongolian dungeon. However, Amon 's rust was excessive and consumed a lot of horsepower. To deal with dozens, perhaps hundreds, of crazy ants, it was also necessary to increase the number of uses of green rust.

"You say Mana Potion."

She leaned his arms slightly. As if browsing the interest, I looked into the eyes of Yong Ho as if browsing.

"Mana potions are useless for powerful Asmodians. There is a limit to the horsepower that can be restored to mana potions. But I think it might be the right item for Yongho who is growing now. "

The existence of the mana potion and its limitations were already confirmed by Katharina and Elygos.
What is important now is how many mana potions you can buy with the money you have sold.

She had pulled out a small glass bottle between her chest as she always did. There was a blue liquid in the glass bottle, which was only a small finger.

"I think you already know … Mana potions are very expensive. Magic is the most important factor for our Asmodians. I do not think it's necessary for the ultimate Asmodians … Not all of the Asmodians in the Enchanted Tribe are the topmost Asmodians. If you are the Caesar of the South, you will be eager to find one more mana potion. I have much more demand than supply. "

I did not have a good history. She was slightly tilting her head.

"If you have one of these bottles, you'll be able to restore the power of Yongho to maximum at once. And the fact that you can not purchase any of these bottles properly with twenty ordinary generic men. "

She saw Lee Yong-oh's eyes. Yongho also saw the eyes of.
If you were to say that the money was not right, there was no reason to talk about it. As Yongho first discovered, Citi had room for negotiation.

"But it's between you and me. Let's show some flexibility. "

Yongho was waiting for the reaction. However, the word that came straight away was somewhat deviated from Yongho 's expectation.

"So tell me."
"Story?"
"Yes, why do you need a mana potion. What is happening now to Mammon? If you tell me honestly, I'll give you three bottles of mana potions – no, I'll give you four bottles. This is a very fair deal, right? "

She smiled and laughed. The smile of a beautiful, beautiful woman, Mrs. Lee, was clear and transparent, and she did not think she had any kind of selfishness in it.

So, Yongho warned him.
She obviously had a favor in her and Mammon. But why? Is there any reason in her favor. Why does she want to know what happened in Mammon?

At first she thought she was a "guardian" of Mammon. It seemed more likely than not to behave as if you were familiar with kaisan.

But what one was not clear. Nothing was as dangerous as anticipation and mischief.
Still, Yongho had to take advantage of this subtle relationship with.
The plan to recapture the gold mine in the first place and prepare for the supply of electricity also presupposed Citi's favor. It took time for the gold mine to generate the right income.

Yongho closed his eyes and chose to breathe once. I set my mind. She told stories that were surprisingly short, light and clear.

I did not make a lie. The fact that Yongho was a half-man half-hearted anyway was also the one who knew that he was greed, one of the seven sins. It was only counterproductive to lie to her.

Listening to the stories of Yongho, I saw that Seitry expressed his feelings as simple as Yongho.

Strange sounds

She laughed. I watched Yongho with a small admiration as if it was really amazing. The young feelings in the red eyes were obviously the ones I had encountered once before.

"If you are in a situation like Yongho, would not you usually think about surrendering or running away?"

But Yongho did not. Instead of normal defense, he came to see himself as saying that he should recapture the gold mine at this time.

At the end of the ceremony, Yongho also looked a bit dizzy. The reason was simple.
I can not think of the idea of ​​'run away' at all before he was told.

She read the expression of such a dragon. I smiled with more emotion than before. It was a little, but I even laughed aloud.

"Really. You are indeed the master of greed. Speaking of old age, this is a praise now. "

Yongho could not know what to do. Fortunately, she resolved the embarrassment of such a long time. In succession, I took out three more bottles of mana potions from my chest.

"The deal should always be honest. I will dispatch the personnel to the Mammon dungeon to collect the unit and deliver the potion within the day. I'll pray for Cheon Yong-ho's patience and victory in the distance. "

After he finished speaking, he asked for a handshake. It was a symbolic act that meant that the deal was concluded.

Yongho grabbed his hand. I was so afraid that it might melt down. Instead of making more words, I cut off the connection with the dungeon virtual space.

As if a character logged out in an online game, the presence of Yongho disappeared in a white virtual space. Now there was only a citrine between the white sky and the earth.

She looked gently at the place where Yongho had disappeared. I saw something else instead of a visible floor. I whispered in a small voice.

amon Sometimes you seem to be heavier than me. Did you find him? Or maybe he called you. "

The answer did not come back. But she was satisfied. I looked up at the white sky with no laughing face and no wind.

This time, the two eyes of the eyes were not the sky.
Something that lies beyond.
A person who is in the memory of.

She did not take the name. I closed my eyes like I always did. I buried myself on the white bed I was made.

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