Hoarding in Hell Novel

Hyunmoo watched silently as Kirsson gripped the dagger.

While holding the dagger, Kirsson looked around and turned it round and round. Then she glanced at Hyunmoo and turned it around and held out the blade.

"It's well-balanced, kick, and it's a great weapon. Kiruk. It's like a weapon that suits the boss."

"A weapon that suits me?"

"Kiruk. Grab the handle."

Hyunmoo grabbed the dagger for a moment. At that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my palm.

Hyunmoo almost dropped the dagger, but he could see a long stream of blood running down the red core of the dagger. The dagger gradually turned red, resembling the color of blood.

"...Huh, is this a bleeding dagger?"

Hyunmoo looked at the dagger curiously. However, contrary to the name, it did not drip blood. It was difficult for Hyunmoo as well. After a few swings, Hyunmoo realized that he could either not bleed at all or let it overflow to a delightful extent, at his own will.

However, he consumes his own blood that much, so he won't be able to use it often.

'If it's this, it's definitely worth using.'

With this dagger, there is no need to forcefully insert a wounded hand into an enemy's affected area and poison it.

If you put the knife bread, you can poison it on the spot.

He seemed to understand why Kirsson said it was the right weapon for him.

"Thank you. Kirson. I'll make a weapon for you soon too."

"Kek, do you mean me too?"

Kirsson looked a little surprised. Surprised by his promise to repay the favor even after saving his life, he wondered what kind of image he had in Kirsson's mind.

“Even if I can’t forget my grudge, I often forget what I owe.

"Kiruk. Thank you."

Kirsson looked pretty happy. He had lost both his black hand and his dagger, making it harder to stand on the street than before.

Hyunmoo didn't forget to thank Lenian as well.

"Thank you. Lenian. I almost died."

"It's okay. Butler is weak."

"By the way, where did you get the potion? Where did you pick it up?"

"Is that? You just took it out of your inventory?"

Lenian took another potion out of the air and picked it up. Enhanced Acid Potion. It was a potion that was hard to pick up even by chance.

When Hyunmoo checked his inventory, he was able to confirm that the Enhanced Acid Potion had really disappeared.

'Is the inventory shared?'Hyunmoo quickly began to roll his head. Lenian is in a rather unique position.

It's not a monster, and it's not a kwondo. To be honest, it's like a pet, but I couldn't figure out what that meant. However, if the inventory is shared, the usefulness becomes enormous.

For example, when Hyunmoo is in real life, Lenian sends items from Hell.

Then, there is no need to visit Hell one by one.

'This may need to be studied a bit.'

Hyunmoo wanted to ask Lenian more, but Kirsson spoke first.

"And, I have prepared the things I instructed."

Kirsson beckoned outside, and a few goblins came in with their packs on their backs.

The goblins thought they might even hate Hyunmoo, but in their eyes there was nothing but horror and fear. Difficulty: In Hell, it was not uncommon to succumb to the mightier and survive.

The goblins started pouring items on the floor. There were also accessories that Hyunmoo had thrown away because they couldn't wear them after killing the goblins.

It seems to have been collected neatly. Watching the amount pile up one after another, Hyunmoo smiled. And he grabbed the rest of the crystal in his hand.

'I can't put this on the market.'

One of the reasons why the United States can maintain its status as a great power is that it exports a lot of weapons but never exports the best of the best.

Selling things that are a few generations older than the top-end model, they never dare to dare to flirt with them.

The crystal stone was the thing that could put Hyunmoo in that position.

as an incomparable being.

***

Today, he couldn't afford to produce any more, so Hyunmoo devoted himself to dismantling.

However, no matter how quickly mana was restored, it was physically insufficient to dismantle all the weapons the goblins had gathered.

Hyunmoo felt a bit like a junkie. Then I wondered why the goblins made so many rare items. Kirsson replied, tilting his head.

"Kiruk. It was just made by our blacksmiths."

"Call the blacksmith and see."

"Kit, he's already dead."

Hyunmoo forgot his words for a moment. It must have been one of the half killed that day. Having read Hyunmoo's expression, Kirsson shook his head.

"The blacksmith was killed by another monster's attack. Kiruk. I also learned the smelting technique, so if you have any questions, please ask."

"Did you learn it too? Do you get rare items even if you make them?"

"Yes. Kiruk."

Crafting skills can be acquired by training them as they are normal skills. There is no wonder that Kirsson can do it too.

“Is it even a legend rank?”

There, Kirson also shook his head.

"Have you ever had a legendary dagger before?"

"It was received as a reward when I made a contract with the Broken Star, Ghaul. Kiruk. Our blacksmith could not make such a dagger."

But Kirsson added a clue to that.

"Rare-grade weapons too, not everyone can do, only goblins who learned the skills from the blacksmith. Kick. The blacksmith was a slave crafting weapons for the Iron Bloods in the Forge of Wolgan."

"...The Forge of Ulgan? The Iron-Blood Legion?"

"That's the army in the north..."

Kirson began to explain the geography and distribution of monsters with difficulty. What Kirsson said to Hyunmoo, who only knew a neighborhood a little off this crossroads, was shocking.

If you leave here, you will find territories governed by separate rules.

"The west is where Kiruk, the soldiers of fire, iron and ashes fight constantly. Kit, the north, the dead are quieting everything with winter. The other way around too. It's a relatively safe place with few. no see."

Hyunmoo's goal started hurting. He thought the crossroad was a strangely safe place.

But if you deviate a bit from here, things like military and dead people come out.

He was planning to expand his field of activity, but there was also a chance that he would touch the beehive if this happened. Humans will perish because the world is like this.

"...for now, it's safe here, right?"

"Kiruk. That's right. I've never seen a place with as few monsters as here."

Kirsson said as if affirming. Even Kirson like that lived in hiding underground, so he knew just how cruel this world was.

"Then are there any other guys living around here?"

“There are some guys who don’t want to bump into the military, so I guess…”

Hyunmoo pulled out a crude map and handed it to Kirsson. As he traced Kirsson, he looked around and found a poorly drawn map.

"Roughly indicate where the habitat is and where the area of ​​activity is."

Kirsson nodded his head and grabbed the pen. Seeing the hard green skin, Hyunmoo was worried that Kirsson would handle the pen well, but it was a no-brainer.

Kirson skillfully began to mark various parts of the map. He also wrote some unrecognizable symbols and letters, which I can't tell what they meant, but it was quite a calligraphy. Even the handwriting was cleaner than Hyunmoo.

'Isn't this guy at the level of an officer or a nobleman in human terms?'

It was enough to even think like that, but it didn't help Hyunmoo right away.

"Hey."

"Kiruk, yes?"

"I can't read, so I draw a picture."

He expected it to somehow become a language comprehension skill, but it was unreasonable.

Seeing that [there are no recognizable words] appears, it seems that you should have at least some basic knowledge.

"It's an international symbol and a common character..."

Kirsson murmured in a dissatisfied voice, but worked hard to draw as instructed.Unfortunately, Kirsson was not good at drawing compared to the typeface. However, roughly the shape of a wolf, slime, and skull were recognizable. Because it's intuitive. But there were also quite a few things that were unrecognizable.

Lenian, who was looking at the map next to him, said:

"here."

"Yes?"

The place Lenian pointed to was an unmarked place on the edge of the map.

"There's something scary here. Oh, here too."

Hyunmoo turned to Kirsson. 이 새끼가 날 엿 먹이려고 한 건가?

But Kirson only tilted his head with a puzzled expression. As he belongs to the family, his will is clearly transmitted to Hyunmoo.

It was a look I didn't really know.

"How scary are you?"

“Um… big.”

"Where's the not-so-great thing from your point of view?"

"Oh, yes. Then it might not be too big for the butler."

What. This vague statement... … . Hyunmoo felt uncomfortable, but the wall wasn't big enough to ignore Lenian's warning. First of all, I didn't know what it was, so I drew a circle around it and marked it with a star.

Hyunmoo thought he had been avoiding places like this all the time. Of course, I've seen things like slimes, but the risk factors were significant.

"Kirson, Lenian."

Hyunmoo called the two of them and started to give directions.

"The two of you will fill in the gaps in this map from now on. The movement of other monsters is detailed, so that no one misses it. Oh, make a map at all. On a large piece of paper. Mark all the good places to use as hiding places."

"Kiruk. I see."

"Especially things like resources. If there's anything unusual like crystals, bring them all. Okay?"

Lenian and Kirsson nodded eagerly. It seems like you are doing some kind of management. It was a realm with only himself, 50 enemy Jin Goblins, and a man-eating fairy.

However, I thought that there would be nothing special because the stars also play territories.

[The Broken Star, Ghaul is watching you.]

[Moonstril, whispering star, is watching you.]

"Uh, Mr. I'm surprised. They look at me all the time. These gents."

It seemed that the two of them were looking into themselves often. Hyunmoo shuddered and grumbled.

"Do you have any questions?"

Lennie Ann raised his hand.

"Can I suck the brain?"

"no."

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