Dungeon Maker

Yong-ho did not wait for the guidance of greed. The moment he saw the boxes of light lining up side by side, he could feel it immediately.

On the far left was something that could grant his wish.

It was so natural, and Yong-ho realized that he was breathing with greed.

He wasn't sure if it was a temporary phenomenon or if he really leveled up, but at least for now, it could be said that Yong-ho was greed itself.

When he touched them, the boxes of light shattered, scattering away. A sheet of antique parchment appeared through the twinkling light.

"Magic scroll?"

The moment Yong-ho blinked and grabbed the parchment, somebody shouted loudly, "Hey, little master! You're so cruel and brutal! You have no mercy at all!"

Yong-ho quickly turned his head to find Gusion standing there.

Catalina was in his arms, who contracted the distance between the stands and the arena with one big jump. As he had such a big build, she looked like a baby in his arms.

"Since she could not come here in person, I've carried her here."

With a hearty laugh, Gusion put her down on the floor. She stumbled as if she heard some loud noise above her head, or she was exhausted, so he quickly reached out to support her. Then he hugged her waist with one hand.

"Catalina, are you okay?"

When he gently hugged her in her arms and asked carefully, she nodded. She smiled with an effort.

"I'm fine."

She was lying, of course. Her whole body was hot like a fireball as if she had a fever after a fourth horn sprouted shortly ago.

However, it seemed that he didn't have to worry much. She experienced it before, and above all, there was a great sense of accomplishment and joy in her eyes. In the end, Yong-ho also smiled at her and said, "Thanks. I've won, thanks to you."

Having said that, he stroked her head with his other hand that did not hold her waist.

She slightly bit her lower lip as if to hide her expression, but she couldn't help but turn her mouth up slightly with joy. She couldn't even control her flapping ears and tail.

"Hey, you guys are looking good, but they are watching you," said Gusion, pointing toward the stands with his chin. Not only the former heads of the House of Mammon but also the arena spirits were watching Yong-ho and Catalina intensely.

Yong-ho tried to avoid embarrassment by clearing his throat. He then gently lowered her from his arms. After persuading her, who was trying to stand up, to sit down on the floor, he faced Gusion. Then he held out the scroll that came out of the lightboxes.

"What is this? Summons?"

There was a word placed at the top, which looked like the title.

Gusion answered, folding his arms, "As the name suggests, it is a summons. You can summon the arena's spirits."

At that moment, Yong-ho's eyes looked different. Gusion laughed insidiously because he already expected such a reaction.

"However, there are some limitations."

While reading the summons instinctively, Yong-ho raised his head again.

Giggling a lot, Gusion raised three of his fingers.

"First, this is not permanent. If you read the summons carefully, you will realize that the maximum days of summons are three days."

Then he folded one finger. The three fingers did not mean only the summoning period of "three days".

"Second, Summon targets are limited to the floor masters you have defeated so far. In other words, I'm excluded from the summons list."

"Dang it," moaned Yong-ho before he knew it. He regretted a lot that he could not summon Gusion. If he could, Gusion could do lots of things during those three days.

His regret was Gusion's pleasure.

Gusion said with an air of arrogance, "Oh, it is too early for you to be disappointed. The floor masters you summon can sincerely do their best without any adjustment. That's the third limitation."

Gusion folded all three fingers.

At that moment, something came to Yong-ho's mind quickly.

"Gushion, you said Kaiwan went up to the 20th floor, right?"

"Yes."

"You said that the 10th floor is special… Is the 11th floor weaker than the 10th floor?"

"No way."

Replying leisurely, Gusion observed Yong-ho. At first, he didn't like Yong-ho that much, but these days, the more he saw Yong-ho, the more he liked this 'little master.'

Obviously, Yong-ho must have grasped the meaning of the third limitation while talking with Gusion.

Kaiwan had climbed to the 20th floor.

That meant that Kaiwan was at least stronger than the floor master on the 19th floor.

Despite that, Kaiwan was serving as the floor master on the 10th floor instead of the 19th floor?

If that was the case, the reason for that was just one.

Yong-ho realized what it meant when Kaiwan said she would 'use her total might' right before fighting.

"So, what she meant was she would use her total might on the 10th floor, right?"

"Correct."

Kaiwan did not lie. Like she said, she really did her best. However, her total might was limited.

Yong-ho made a forced laugh. He asked, dropping his shoulders, "I wonder if all the floor masters did the same thing."

"Some of them did, but others didn't. For example, the steel cow, Taurine, you fought on the first floor has used his total might. But poor Kalai, who lost to you on the 9th floor, is different. The real Kalai is much stronger."

After all, the lower their assigned floor was, the less might they could use.

Come to think of it, such logic was very plausible. Yong-ho didn't know how many spirits there were in the arena, but it was difficult to think that their individual abilities were ranked according to the difficulty level of each floor.

"What are the specific restrictions?"

"Well, mana or physical abilities as a whole… There are some other things, but it's difficult to list them all because each individual has different capabilities."

As if it was difficult to explain, Gusion, with a slight frown, shook his hand. Gusion then glanced at the summons in Yong-ho's hand as if to change the topic and said, "Even if you have passed the 10th floor, few guys get the reward like you. Obviously, you will find it useful."

Yong-ho nodded unwittingly. Now that the battle with the western region was around the corner, there was no reward more valuable than this one.

"Indeed, it's a special reward. You deserve to be condescending."

"No way. As you know, there are some more rewards. Oh my gosh, I've never seen Kaiwan smiling so brightly like that."

Pointing to Kaiwan with his chin, who passed out, Gusion giggled again.

At that moment, Yong-ho tilted his head because he couldn't understand what Gusion said.

In no time, he blushed.

'Wish.'

Obviously, she mentioned it.

Since she mentioned it without specifying the situation where Yong-ho would be defeated, it was difficult to say that the betting was proper, but she made the promise anyway.

'If you win, I will grant your wish, no matter what it is.'

Kaiwan's voice was automatically played in his head. Moreover, it wasn't just her voice that came to his mind.

Yong-ho's eyes turned to the lower right. Catalina, who was resting quietly, flinched at his gaze and lowered her head slightly. Unlike her stiff tail, her slightly drooping ears were red.

Any wish? Kaiwan clearly said she would grant it.

Yong-ho blushed.

He was a 20-year-old "blood-boiling" youth who graduated from all-male middle and high schools as well as college. Even if a saint peeked into his mind, he wouldn't blame this young man.

However, there was someone who admired him in a different way.

[A tremendous desire... No, it's anguish.]

[It's really awesome. It's awesome in many ways. Little master, if you had this kind of anguish in the battle with Kaiwan, I guess you would have won even without turning to evolution.]

Aamon's stern voice broke his delusions. Only then did Yong-ho notice Gusion's smirking gaze and cleared his throat in succession.

Then, he blew away the heat from his face by fanning it with his hand.

Right at that moment, his legs were wobbly, and he flopped down helplessly.

"Oh my gosh!"

"My Lord?"

Catalina, with her head down, was startled and hurriedly turned to Yong-ho.

As if to stop her, Gusion shook his hand.

"You don't have to worry. He is simply exhausted. As you witnessed, he was messed up by Kaiwan."

His injuries were almost healed in the process of evolution, but his accumulated damages were still there.

Gusion said to Yong-ho, "Go to Scathach. She will cure you well."

Injuries in the arena weren't real injuries. However, his mind regarded his injuries in the arena as "real." So, he could not overlook his injuries. What he could avoid in the arena was physical damage and death. So, he had to endure the fatigue, pain, and aftereffects from his injuries.

"Well, you have a point, but…"

Yong-ho also knew Scathach's ability because the reason he sought her from the beginning was to have her treat his injuries in the arena.

Like Gusion said, he actually went to Scathach for treatment in the past.

But there was something that he had to do first for now.

"Like you said, I don't think the compensation is over yet."

"Huh?"

This time, Gusion tilted his head. Yong-ho looked at Aamon on his wrist.

"Aamon."

Unlike Gusion, Aamon understood what Yong-ho meant.

It wasn't just Yong-ho whose evolution EXP maxed out.

It had been a few months since Yong-ho obtained Aamon. There have been so many things since then. Above all, he experienced so many deadly fights that he couldn't count them one by one.

And finally, all of Aamon's evolution EXP were gathered. Aamon's previous changes were made due to the power of evolution. It was because Aamon himself released his power a little more with Yong-ho getting strong enough.

He wanted to evolve Aamon.

He wanted to make Aamon return to his original figure, which Yong-ho had degenerated to fit himself.

However, Aamon gently expressed his rejection.

He spoke in a strict but friendly voice.

[You don't need to hurry, little master.]

[First, I recommend you to visit Scathach for rest. You are exhausted, and as things stand now, you can't evolve my body.]

[And...]

[As a little master, you had better hear something from Scathach.]

Yong-ho could not accept it initially. How earnestly he wished for the chance to evolve Aamon since he got him! Above all, he had been long prepared for evolving Aamon, the spear of red lotus.

After all, Yong-ho nodded, accepting his suggestion.

Yong-ho stopped thinking about him any further. He turned to Kaiwan.

Although she passed out after exhausting her physical strength, she looked very calm.

"Can I see her when I come here next time?"

Actually, he met none of the floor masters that he had defeated so far.

Gusion replied sardonically, "Don't worry. Just think about your wish. Well, it must be too obvious."

Then he laughed slyly again. Yong-ho, who blushed instinctively, said a little fiercely, "Bullsh*t, man! Give me the letter."

"What letter?"