Chapter 111 – Soul Ascension Battle

Arriving in front of the Adventurer’s Guild just before sunrise, it was still quiet. There didn’t seem to be any trio that seemed to be part of my party.

“Has anyone come yet?”

This world is the problem. The notion of time doesn’t quite fit, unlike the modern one. Morning, morning. If it’s lunch, you can’t tell it’s lunch.

There is a large clock tower in the central square of the city, but people who live in places where it is invisible can’t even care, and most people just have it, but it was only a mana level building. Korean time itself was very relaxed about time. It felt good to feel the spirit of my ancestors.

ㅡ Kikkiik.

I wondered if they were in the guild, so I looked around the inside of the guild and called out the three names I had heard yesterday: Custo, Selka, and Roel, but no one responded.

Was it simply that I came too early?

Certainly, it is a little early if it is the time right before the sun rises.

Coming out again, I leaned against the wall of the guild building and sat down.
Should I close my eyes for a while, if I’m hanging out here, he’ll probably come to me.

I fell asleep in the sunlight and closed my eyes. It burned quite a bit last night, but Cloudy was considerate, saying that it might get in the way if we added another promotion match. What a nice and kind woman she is, she slept with only half of her usual hair pulled out.

And since I woke up earlier, ‘The rest will come back.’ He even gave her a buff called Kiss- to her husband her on her way to work. Damn! Blood rushes to the lower part of the body!

I should have fallen asleep for a while

“Hey, you.”
“—-Huh?”

A shadow fell. Someone stood in front of me and called me. I rubbed my eyes and woke up, and in front of me was an orange-haired woman in a uniform.

“You’re Kat, right?”
“Ah, yes. That’s right. Nice to meet you. My name is Katt, an E-class adventurer and swordsman who will be on the quest together this time. So, are you Custo, Selka, or Roel?”

I answered while stretching my neck from side to side.
It was a hypocritical greeting full of exaggerated courtesy as it was a promotion match.

Judging from the gi he was wearing and the knuckles hanging from his hands, he seemed to be a martial artist … A martial artist, a martial artist. I was very sorry for them. But since I remember that none of the bastards who hit me were female, it probably doesn’t matter.

It’s an E-class quest in the first place, so it doesn’t matter if it’s a martial arts or whatever. Because monsters that are tall enough to fight with their fists. Just like my taekwondo did. Well, it’s true that it’s easier to use a weapon.

“…You’re a swordsman bastard.”

I was waiting for the name to be revealed, but this was the word that came out of nowhere.

Well.

No, calm down, Kim Katt. You can swear at the first meeting, dude.
What a big deal. It’s a curse to do with friends on a daily basis.

Ji, calm down! Please!

It’s a promotion match now! Because he’s a martial artist, he could look down on the swordsman a bit! I understand! At first glance, she’s not a girl in her prime, maybe because she’s sensitive!

It’s a promotion match!!!! Calm down!!!!! Fuck this!!!!!

“So are you a fistfighter?”

However, seeing her expression of disgust, she opened her mouth on its own, contrary to her determination of her. With my long F-class experience, I was very used to noticing the malice of others.

The fact that he was called a swordsman bastard out of the blue, and the fact that he did n’t bother to hide his displeased expression his —- this was an obvious dispute. Ordinary martial artists fight against swordsmen. This, along with martial artists not carrying weapons, was one of the bad social trends.

“What?”
“No, do you use fists? I’m asking because I’m a swordsman. If you use two fists, it’s a pair of fists? If you use your feet, then a pair of fists should be included. Then, a pair of fists? That’s a fucking cool name. You don’t need a pair of bars.”
“Now this swordsman is fighting with me…!”
“This is a far cry, you cock-sucking bitch.”

It’s been quite a while since I came to this world, so I’ve forgotten about it until now.

It was a very obvious story, but the fact that the promotion match was going well was as nonsensical as the sun rising in the west.

The promotion match means a terrible ritual in which you have to overcome an extreme game in which even allies have already become enemies with only your own strength. You had to win here in order to reap the fruit of promotion.

It was more difficult than picking stars from the sky.

“What, what?! Joe, fuck you?!”

Oh, is that a bit like that for a woman?
The blatant remark frightened the martial artist.

Anyway, I had a hunch that I was screwed.

That this quest would never flow in the normal direction.
Just as Mutuga was about to growl, a voice came from the other side.

“Serka! What are you doing? Let’s go quickly when we’ve found the last person… Huh?”

Mutuga’s name seemed to be Selka. The person who seemed to have a high-pitched voice was a female wizard with impressive green hair. Wizard, this is another unpleasant job…

“What is that barbarian? Could he be a member of our party?”

Oh my gosh.

Are you racist right away?
You’re Copson, you racist bitch.

“…I think so. Roel.”

My mouth fell open.

The green-haired wizard’s name was Roel. Serka, Roel. Both were undoubtedly the names of the party members participating in this quest. I had a gut feeling that I was fucked (x2).

The rule that if there are 5 people together, it must be trash. But there are only three, but why are you already showing a trick? Aren’t you a pickpocket yet? Here?

“What? Really? Are you kidding?”
“I’m not joking. This savage swordsman here seems to be a member of our party.”
“Then why not have a party with the barbarians?”
“Okay.”

I couldn’t stand it anymore after listening to the conversation between the two in silence.

“Oh shit, really. This only makes me laugh. Aren’t you talking too much in the first meeting? Have you already suffered from dementia?”
“What? Inspiration? What bullshit is this bastard… Let’s try this.”

I couldn’t stand it, so I laughed, frowned, and rolled my eyes.

I ca n’t touch a magician, but it does n’t matter if he it’s a martial artist. Let’s compete against my taekwondo and your martial arts skills sometime. I’ll use my swordsmanship to turn it into porridge.

“Hey, hey… Cheap, don’t fight… First of all, I have to do a quest, so let’s go…”

At that time, it is a situation that is in the middle of the day.

The one who appeared this time was a young priest with fine blue hair who looked corrupt. With his appearance his, Selka, who was scattering ferocious energy as if she would punch me at any moment, fell silent.

“Ah, Custo…”
“Selka… Calm down… Again… Fight… Are you? A person who uses a sword, a person shouldn’t do that… Er, I told you…”
“…”

The two seemed to know each other, but when Custo stepped in, the overheated atmosphere slowly cooled… My heart hadn’t cooled down yet, but at least Selka felt that way. She glared at me once and turned her head away.

Seeing this, Custo gave me a friendly smile and asked for a handshake.

“Bar, nice to meet you… My name is Custo, a low-ranking priest of the Heavenly Way Society…”
“Ah… Yes… I’m happy… I’m Katt, an E-class adventurer.”

I tried to imitate the tone of voice to create intimacy, but it became insanely boring from the middle, so I decided to stop. First of all, it seemed that he was a person who did not have a big problem.

By the way, Cheondohoe? I’ve heard the name a few times, but I don’t know what the church is doing because it doesn’t have a presence.

After greeting me, he approached the green-haired wizard, who looked very displeased.

“That, and Roel… This, you’ve already had a party…? If you don’t, you’ll end up with a wealth or disadvantage… Huh?”
“Sheesh… Okay.”

It seems that not two, but three acquaintances.

Seeing that they handle the two more skillfully than I thought, is it a relationship that has been a fixed party for quite a long time? I don’t know anything else, but I know very well that Custo’s personality seems to be quite good.

No, to sum it up, is it a priest who goes with racists and vocationalists? It’s such a strange combination, but this.

“Then Katt-sama… Don’t be too offended… Can I ask for… A merciful heart…?”
“Sweet, I understand. There will be a disadvantage if you cancel the quest that has already started. Mr. Roel and Mr. Selka said. I will quietly collect confetti and go, so let’s just do our best. Anyway, we’re going to see each other this time.”

Anyway, the most rational man mediated the fight and asked politely, so I decided to take a step back.

Wasn’t it a promotion match in the first place? Fighting was only my loss. I’m so pissed off, but I needed to put my pride aside here.

“What? Are you making me do it?”
“Roel, I’m not asking you to. And please don’t speak mean things.”
“It’s really absurd. Selka. Do I have to wear something like this? It’s really unpleasant to be black. And it smells. It’s magically ominous, too. This. Just apply for the party to be disbanded and do it again. If they give you a penalty, how much will it be?”

This bastard is real.

Seeing him just leave because he did n’t want to go through the promotion match, steam rose up in his head and made him look like he was about to search.

Please save me I can’t give this away. It means that a fuck-up like me can’t do anything against a fucking mage…! Since it’s E-class, if I punch it, I’ll win, but it’s not just that kind of story about touching a wizard.

Magicians united by a strong sense of elite never want their names to be blemished. They were the jjomsaengs who took revenge more severely than the martial artists.

I don’t know, but the moment I defeat a wizard, all nearby wizards will bombard me with a carpet regardless of genre. Then, literally, the exploded gimkat would be thrown into the underground waterway as if it had never existed in the first place.

Magicians were all like that. Fucking, shady, violent, behaving like a dick, and a monster united by his worthless self-esteem his! This is why I fear the city wizards!

“Roel… I told you to stop… If that’s the case, then ha, why did you try to save one more person… What…? Just because you don’t like people… Can you…?, I don’t like… That kind of…”
“Yeah, but if you have to, that’s…”
“He… Is… Bar, barbarian… Not…”
“…Okay.”

After I made a dying noise, Custo calmed Roel down again.
Was this the reason you were the party leader?

Cursto, who was sweating profusely, looked at me and smiled. And he beckoned, which somehow seemed to be a signal for departure. At that time, Selka, who passed by me, glanced at me and passed by.

I can’t figure out the real reason.
Hey, did we see each other for the first time today?

Why are you doing this to me

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Those kids… Have bad personalities…”
“…Sir. Yes. It’s okay.”

Anyway, I said I was going to start work, so I started. However, Roel and Selka walked together at a distance of about twenty paces, and it was a strange formation in which Custo and I walked together.

“Is it true that the wizard over there knows the road?”
“Yes… The directions are… She… Ha, will…”
“I see. Then do you know how long it will take?”
“Ha, half a day is a little bit, I heard that it doesn’t take… “

If you take half a day to go and half a day to come back, the travel time alone is close to 12 hours. Since you said it would take less than half a day, you can assume a maximum of 10 hours.

It was a big deal.

I couldn’t say anything other than that the dog was fucked. That said, it was almost homeless or a night march was confirmed, but judging from the atmosphere of the party, it didn’t seem like it would end well.

I prayed.

I hope you can collect the konpeito and go home without much trouble. Good night. I’m going to bend my pride from now on, Kim Katt. You can. It’s a promotion match, a promotion match. If you fall, you will disappoint Cloudy.

Whether you despise me as a prosecutor or discriminate against me as a barbarian, I will tolerate everything. Earlier, I was so embarrassed that I exploded my anger as it was, but looking at Custo next to me, I feel like I can moderately control the two of them.

Let’s trust him, isn’t his name his a priest?

Then, he started walking towards the place where the magic material, konpeito, was located. However, after walking for about an hour, the magician spread. It’s really different, these sibberal law students.

[Die, Wizard.]

As always, my motto has always been right.