Chapter 161 – Automata(2)

After a while, realizing that the nutrients were all finished, Noah smiled slightly and scooped the nutrients from the pot and handed them to Dojin.

“Thank you.”

“It was nothing. This is the only thing I know how to do.”

Saying that, she began to clean up the remains of the automata that were scattered on the floor.

An alchemy weapon that looks like an ordinary doll on the outside, but has the potential to become a powerful weapon.

“As long as you have muscles…… Do you think it will work out somehow?”

“Yes? Uh… Well, actually. It feels like it starts with having muscles. It’s difficult to make them walk at this stage.”

“Yes, I mean.”

Dojin listened to her and drank her nutritional supplement. Perhaps because it was a special nutritional supplement made by an expert, as soon as I drank it, I felt the energy of a tiger welling up in my whole body.

‘It’s a monster….’

Do-jin’s head her, which regained her nutrients, began to spin. A man with superpowers passed by in his head her.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve seen it.’

Let’s make an appointment to see each other for the first time in a while. Dojin thought so.

* * *

As in the 21st century, personal information is not considered very valuable in this fantasy world close to the Middle Ages.

Even more so, when Do-jin, who had vested interests, tried to know, there was no information he could not know.

“Is this-?”

Dojin raised her head and looked up at the house close to the villa.
House built up to 3 floors. The house felt bigger than the one she had lived in before, but it seemed she had just moved in.

‘Haha, the previous house was a bit narrow for three people to live in.’

It was not for nothing that Do-jin bought a huge mansion. It even made me wonder if the mansion needed to be expanded now that there were more than 10 residents.

Do-jin knocked on the door of Han-yeong’s house and heard someone’s footsteps often running from the inside.

Judging by the loudness of the sound, it wasn’t Hanyoung. After a while, the door opened and a slave dressed in a modified maid uniform cautiously appeared.

“…… Who?”

“Do you have Han Young?”

“If it’s the master, it’s there, but… Who are you?”

“If you go and tell them that Do-jin has arrived, they will know right away.”

The slave glared at Dojin with suspicious eyes, then she closed the door and went inside.

Shortly after hearing the sound of a slave calling Hanyoung from the inside, the slave who reappeared opened the door wide and welcomed her Dojin.

“Come on in.”

Dojin, who went inside cautiously, smiled at the shoe rack placed right in front of the front door.

Yes, like the mansion, most of the buildings in the other world are Western-style, where you enter with shoes on, so I missed the ones I entered barefoot.

After taking off his shoes her, the slave quickly tidied up his shoes and held out slippers that could be worn lightly.

“Thank you.”

Bowing, Do-jin went up to the second floor, lowering his head and chasing after the backs of slaves running inwards.

After waiting for a while in her guest room her, which was guided by a slave, Hanyoung, dressed in loose clothes, came in with a yawn at her.

“Haa-am- who is this? He is not the harem king.”

“…… Han Young.”

Hanyoung appeared with her curly hair and muddy face as if she had been sleeping soundly until just before her.

It’s the first time I’ve seen it since I met the ruler of the 30th floor before, so it’s been a few months.

Do-jin lightly greeted everyone like everyone else.

“What’s up? What are you doing these days?”

“I’m getting along very well. You were really alive I thought I was behind…….”

Hanyoung quickly ran away with her friends right after Dojin hunted her boss monster.

That’s why I didn’t know how Do-jin survived after that, and how she was doing.

Of course – this meeting today was quite a shock to him.

“I came to ask you something.”

“Please, a good level 3 adventurer to someone like me?”

“I heard that dog poop is also used as medicine.”

“Haha, am I a dog poop?”

Hanyoung asked such a masochistic question, but Dojin ignored it casually.

And just then, a slave came in with tea to serve guests. Receiving the teacup from the slave, Do-jin looked at Han-yeong in surprise.

“I thought you wouldn’t buy slavery or something.”

“Yes? Oh boy? All for a reason.”

Saying that, as he began to knead the slave’s butt, the slave pushed away Hanyoung’s hand little by little, as if being in front of Dojin bothered him.

Hanyoung, feeling annoyed by it, slammed her slave’s butt her – and the slave, struck by her brute force her, fell to the floor clutching at her sore ass her.

“Kkeuheuyuk-!”

“Where is Angtal? Bitch.”

He took a potion from somewhere and threw it at the slave. The slave who picked up the potion suddenly turned his butt over and started pouring the potion while expressing his gratitude.

Seeing that, Do-jin realized that the relationship between a slave and Han-young was not a normal one.

Hanyoung sat down in her chair again and treated Dojin casually.

“I broke up with my former kids. It’s dangerous to go into a dungeon alone- I take it with me as a meat shield and porter.”

“Breaking up, why?”

“Why? Is it because it’s better to travel alone than to travel as a group of three?”

Hanyoung put her own powerful cheat ability into her hands her. From level 1, it was the powerful strength that could crush orcs in one blow.

By the way… When I reached the 30th floor, a problem arose.
The problem is that you can’t go any further with superpower alone.

They broke down the wall without any effort with only the cheats they had, but they didn’t know how to deal with it when they were blocked by the wall.

Not to mention- even if you don’t have to cross the wall, there’s no problem in making a living, so I didn’t even think about crossing the wall with difficulty.

“So, now the party is over, and everyone is living in their own homes.”

“Did you buy this house?”

“Yeah, you bought a house too, don’t you know? With our ability, we can easily find a house after a few weeks of hard work.”

The money that an ordinary farmer in this world can earn by working for a year is only one or two gold coins at best.

The amount that Hanyoung with cheats can earn in three days at the earliest, or a week at the latest.

You earn the salary that others earn in a year, but only in a week. It wasn’t too difficult to buy a house if you struggled for a few weeks.

“Oh, and I like slaves too. Because there are tax cuts.”

“…… Why do you care about all that?”

“That’s because I’ve decided to live in another world.”

As long as I gave up on returning to the original world, the other world wasn’t too bad.

Hanyoung was not an otaku who couldn’t live without games or comics, he was one of those people who could live without alcohol, women, and entertainment.

In that respect, this world is good. If you have money, you can easily get drugs or women.

“In the first place, if a bully like me goes back to Earth, will there be more than just jobs that bullies do? That’s right, it’s all about sticking in your mouth…… Look. Now I have everything house, woman, money.”

Dojin’s eyes began to cool down. It was the greatest favor I could send to someone who had given up on a challenge and was complacent.

“—Yes, what. I don’t care what you think.”

So, Do-jin quickly ordered what he had come here for.

“I need your skills.”

“What, you want me to break the wall again?”

“No- I need your muscles to be exact.”

“…… Muscle? What do you mean by that?”

Hanyoung tilted his head at the incomprehensible request. You don’t need strength, you need muscle?

However, when she heard what came next, she straightened her expression.

“I will recover right away. Can’t you just cut off one arm?”

“…… What?”

Embarrassed by those words that were even more absurd than asking for an arm to be cut off or a guarantee, Hanyeong glared at Dojin as if he was serious.

“No, what…… Are you serious?”

“It’s not even a difficult request. Did you even treat me?”

“Fuck-! Isn’t that a difficult request!?”

Hanyoung screamed and began to express her anger – Dojin did not understand Hanyoung.

Could it be that she knew that he was going to cut off her arm while he was awake?

“Do anesthesia.”

“Of course! Fuck! If you cut off your arm raw, they’ll hunt you down!”

“I’ll give you the money too.”

“I know who can’t make money as an asshole.”

However, his resistance was not very strong. Huh, Do-jin sighed lightly and finally took out the last resort.

“…… Pay off your debt. Han Young.”

“Debt? What debt, the money I took when I left your party?”

“No, the debt you cheated on me.”

Previously, Han Young had told him that he had gone up to level 3. Even if he didn’t say it directly, he induced Dojin to think so.

It was an act that could be considered fraudulent enough, and in that act, Do-jin almost lost his life.

However, Hanyoung smiled calmly.

“What, if I don’t pay you, you will kill me?”

“Killed…… It doesn’t.”

“Go away, asshole. Don’t you think I’m your kind?”

“Would you regret it?”

“Regret? Shall we call the guards?”

Negotiations broke down. Do-jin had no sensible speech or negotiation skills, and it was a deal that could not be established even if a eloquent person who would go down in history came in the first place.

No sane person would readily accept a request to remove my arm.

Dojin took a sip of the tea the slave brought him and got up from his seat.

“If you change your mind, come back anytime. Conditions will be a little different then.”

“Fuck you, you asshole.”

Hanyoung, who warmly blew the taffy, ordered the slave to expel Dojin. After he drove them out, he ordered them to be sprinkled with salt.

The slave who sprinkled the salt without knowing why returned to the house clicking his tongue as if it was a waste to see the salt scattered on the floor.

* * *

Hanyoung, who had spent the day enjoying alcohol, women, and pleasures, woke up by squeezing his slave’s buttocks like a rice cake.

My brain, shaken by the alcohol I had last night, complained of a hangover and sent out pain signals.

Grabbing his throbbing hair, he went to the kitchen and gulped on the water, then finished off with the soup the slave had made.

“It’s annoying to work…… Big fuck.”

After finishing the severance, Hanyoung packed up his slaves and equipment and headed to the dungeon.

I only entered the dungeon once a week, but only once. Even that was a nuisance for him, who had already fallen into indolence.

‘Anyway, he was alive.’

Hanyoung burst into laughter as he recalled Dojin, whom he met the other day.
What did you say? Did he ask for his arm to be cut off? I thought he was a crazy asshole, but I never thought he’d be that crazy.

‘You’ll regret it?’

How?

Are you going to report him to the guards?

What happened in the dungeon? Even though it is a medieval fantasy, it is not punished for something that cannot be proven.

It was a witch hunt. It was not easy for a witch hunt to take place in a different world where superhumans and magic exist.

“Now, let’s make some fun money today.”

Arriving at the dungeon, Hanyoung smiled and held out his ID card to enter the dungeon.

The guild employee who saw him checked his hand for a while, then returned it to Hanyoung and opened his mouth.

“No entry.”

“…… What?”

At the employee’s absurd words, Hanyoung asked again. But the answer that came back was unchanged.

“No, why the fuck all of a sudden?”

“I’m good at that too…….”

Hanyoung, who had been arguing with the employee for a long time, belatedly remembered what Dojin had said.

[I will make you regret it.]

“No, fuck…….”