The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master

57 – The Uninvited Guest (1)

Finally, on the day of the picnic, a dungeon expedition called Fellowship was formed.

About yesterday evening, the principal contacted me saying that I had finished everything I asked for. It was phenomenal speed.

I honestly thought it was impossible, but how did you manage to do all that? It seems necessary to raise the evaluation of the principal’s ability.

“It is nothing compared to the miracle I received!”

Saying this, the principal put together a list of people who wanted to receive hair growth, calling them “Those who hope for a miracle.”

The principal would designate one person a month, but it seemed like it was given to at least someone to know in advance.

As soon as I checked the list, my hands trembled at the principal’s network.

‘Crazy. They’re all later NPCs.’

That’s only for humans with pretty crazy specs. In particular, the name of the person designated by the principal stood out this time.

Hakel Rudry.

The guild leader of the kingdom of Takrah, which was built in the desert in the southern part of the empire.

As the Kingdom of Takraha is a barren land, there are no countries that want it as its territory, so its territory is larger than that of the Empire.

Likewise, the kingdom of Taraha is also a region where all the secrets of the continent are hidden because the desert is half neglected.

Of course, since it is an area heading towards the latter half of the game, it is a place full of strong people, and if you are a guild leader there, you don’t even need to attach a warrior.

From an individual point of view, he must be at a level stronger than the now weaker me. Even I couldn’t recruit this person as a colleague no matter what I did.

‘Principal… Who the hell are you?’

The timid man grew some of his hair and became a formidable man. Doesn’t he have Samson in his title?

Then my eyes turned to a new character I hadn’t even seen in the game.

“Heh, hehehehe… Now, thank you, Archwitch.”

A gray-haired man who repeatedly bends and straightens like a machine. That person is Professor Luktae, who is supposed to accompany us.

Herilda’s guarantee for her ability and reliability should be fine, but to be honest, I’m a bit unreliable.

“Loatir. Are you well prepared?”

Rakkad asked me while putting his arm around my shoulder. It was awkward at first, but it’s already become quite natural to treat them comfortably.

“Are there any preparations? I heard the principal prepared everything from food to a place to rest.”

By the way, he said he had already done this before I even said it. There is no way that the preparations will be neglected when the big players are on the move.

“Not that, but the ‘preparations you made’.”

“Me?”

He continued with a relaxed smile that he knew everything.

“Suddenly, high-ranking officials from all over the world are heading to the place we are going to. How can I not know?”

“Oops. You’ve already heard it all.”

“Don’t worry. I didn’t dig into the details. Shouldn’t you enjoy this! I can’t wait to see what you’ve prepared.”

After all, I agree with him. He also has a subtle hedonistic temperament.

“Look forward to it!”

I’ve prepared a really cool event.

“By the way, did you hear the news from the principal?”

“What news?”

“Looking at that reaction, I guess I didn’t hear it.”

Why, why. What! I was worried because it worked out so well, but don’t be like that to you.

“Recently, they say that a troublemaker in the kingdom of Takrah has crossed the border of the empire.”

“A troublesome thing?”

If you don’t tell me who it is, you won’t know. There must be one or two trouble spots…

“You mean Einberg.”

…I didn’t have to say it clearly, so why bother saying it and putting my feelings into Tartarus?

Oh, damn it. I was kind of anxious. Why is this premonition wrong?

[You have achieved the achievement ‘Beloved by Bad Luck’. ]

[ You get a luck bonus stat. ]

It seems like it’s been a while, bastard. It’s nice to see the unchanging appearance.

I beg you, please get out of my life just the way you are.

—–

“Hmm… This is the Empire.”

When I climbed to the top of the highest mountain nearby and saw the view, it was definitely different from the desert.

In front of me is a meadow with cool greenery, and behind me is a yellow sandy field. How can the topography be so different with just one mountain range?

‘It must be like this because it’s different.’

Thinking it was a really stupid idea, I jumped off the cliff. Thanks to that, I came down about half of the mountain at once.

I just jumped because it was annoying to go back one by one, but the time given to me is a lot. I moved my feet slowly.

Actually, there is no specific destination. I just walk with the flow. Entering the Empire was just an accidental sight while walking in the Great Desert.

To be honest, I hate sand. I don’t even want to see you for the next month.

‘I’m hungry.’

I see. You’re hungry.

So far, I’ve only eaten snakes and lizards hidden in the sand. As this is a grassland, food is definitely more abundant.

I secretly spread mana around and found a colony of raspberries. And one kudzu root. This is a great harvest…

“What?”

‘Found a rabbit.’

A very good harvest.

It was still daytime, but I made a torch and hung the groomed rabbit and walked aimlessly. While munching arrowroot and raspberries in between.

In the meantime, I felt a truly subtle mana.

Another strong man within the mana of a strong man, and another strong man. The feeling of stacking up several layers of mana.

It’s like there’s a snake in the mouth of a dragon, inside a bear’s mouth, or inside a lion’s mouth.

‘It’s a strange metaphor.’

Didn’t you say that? It’s called strange mana.

Curiosity has been added to the aimless trip. Naturally, he headed to a place where he could feel the heterogeneous mana.

‘Are they all baked?’

I forgot about this. I took the charred rabbit meat and immediately extinguished the torch.

Only the outside is burnt and the inside is still unripe. Still, the flesh was ripe enough to turn gray, so I scraped the charred part with my teeth and took a bite.

‘It doesn’t taste good.’

It’s because there is no salt. The final destination of all tastes is salt.

‘Is it because it’s not ripe?’

Because there is no salt.

After walking and walking, I ate all the rabbit meat before I knew it, and arrived at my destination.

This is it.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary cave, but it is a dungeon with a twist of mana.

‘It’s a place where strange signs come out.’

Yes. However, the concentration of mana was surprisingly thick. Even a dungeon is heterogeneous. It is absolutely not a naturally formed dungeon.

It is not strange that there are weak under the strong, but such different types of mana do not mix.

‘Besides, that’s something.’

A wooden structure that gives off an artificial feeling to anyone looking at it is standing right next to the cave.

There is a dining table covered with white cloth, numerous chairs, and even an extra bed. There is even equipment for barbecue.

Was it actually a resort rather than a dungeon?

‘I should have baked it here.’

Did you know Nanda?

‘I have to go in first.’

Yes. Have to go in first.

Even after feeling this mighty mana that made the hair stand upright, I couldn’t back down.

Isn’t it the journey that started with the determination to fight the strong in the first place?

The meat can be a little undercooked. No need for salt. You can get lost.

‘All you need is a strong person.’

I agree.

Taking out the spear and scythe from her back, she slowly stepped into the dungeon.

—–

‘Will they be involved?’

No need to worry. Undoubtedly intertwined

As soon as I arrived at the artificial dungeon with the members, a sigh leaked out. I can’t see anything going smoothly.

Why is Einberg suddenly popping out? I really don’t understand.

Yes, it must be my fault for turning the route into a rough one in the first place. It’s my fault… It’s my fault…

‘But this isn’t it.’

Damn it. It’s too big to blame everything on me.

‘Wandering Swordsman Einberg.’

If you’ve enjoyed Lunatic Souls to some extent, you’d be surprised by my reaction.

As a mid-boss in the second half, the setting was cool, the skill effects were very flashy, and the appearance was compliant, so it was quite popular.

It’s too much to say that it’s a double personality… And it’s a bit schizophrenic, but that setting actually made it more popular.

I also liked Einberg the most until I played Lunatic Soul for about 3 years. Even his name, weapon, and personality were all cool manly styles!

Then why am I so desperate?

‘I’ve only met you guys as enemies…!’

Because I had recruited this guy as an ally by chance.

I didn’t know either. I didn’t think this guy was ‘Gilchi’. It’s also very, very serious.

No matter how much it is, it’s not like the 2nd bastard. It’s ridiculous to reject Einberg when he’s already forcibly sold two devil dogs. It’s too stressful to carry on.

“Tyr? What’s the matter?”

As I was struggling alone, Aisha asked, clinging to my neck.

“I heard from Racard that she might be dating Einberg.”

“Who is he?”

After briefly explaining it, Aisha tilted her head.

“What’s wrong? If it’s an enemy, you can kill it, if it’s an ally, you can accept it. If you don’t have it, you can live as you don’t have, so it’s not too much of a problem because you’re ostracized.”

That’s right… If you think normally, that’s how it will be.

But there is one fatal problem.

“The moment you stick with him… All the people around you become guile.”

“Wow.”

The man who spreads the plague called gilchi is the true identity of Einberg.

It is not a wandering (optional) swordsman, but a wandering (status) swordsman.

“Then you can just avoid it.”

“Looking for strong people is the purpose of this guy’s trip. He’s good at searching, so he finds the strong like a ghost and wields a weapon first.”

Then he poked Aisha’s cheek with his index finger. Then Aisha stabbed my cheek at the same time.

“”Here it is.””

sh*t.