The legacy of giants.

(3) 3.

The place where the light guides is as gentle as the light.

A place that seems to have opened a white blanket to the horizon.

There, besides me, someone else was already there.

"Five?" “Hmm.”

The two of us made eye contact.

The other party smiled slightly with a mouth resembling a cat.

“Come here, my lord.

Exactly ten days.

There is no one more trustworthy than a young man who keeps his promises.”

The one who holds the tower's gold coins.

Shang Liangzhou (商聯主), was the count.

The Count was wearing traditional Indian attire.

Despite his immense wealth, the count wore a plain, monochromatic sari.

instead of that? Only the pattern of the fan the earl was holding was gorgeous.

"thank you.

Uh, how are the fairy children doing?”

"Uh-huh.

Don't say it.

I was totally shameless without seeing your face!" The earl fanned the fan.

The gold leaf pattern.

The arabesques twinkled and shook.

“The children of the fairy family had no idea of money, so they taught me how to manage my money intensively.

Can’t they just live on leaves of grass? Then I fell in love with the taste of these guys touching money.

Now, everything is judged only by whether it is money or not.

"......." The fate of the elves is also very strange.

Before returning, they ruled as a blood-crazed battle race under the control of the flames, and now they are led by the count to evolve into a savage.

Children resemble their parents.

“Didn’t you faithfully follow the Count’s teachings?”

"Uh-huh.

What does this person see me as? I'm just a person who sees money as water.

Big water.

It has to come down as rain, flow as river, and receive as sea water." “In other words, you spend money like water.”

"Hey, that's the correct answer.

I can't pretend to be smart in front of the Four Kings." "By the way, when are the others going to come?" Uh-oh, “Weren’t we good friends in the first place?”

"We just got away with it.

In the old days, we were best friends, so there was a lot of commotion.

After the great purge, it got a bit bleak.

We've been friends again since you came." “Hey.”

“Of course, there are people who have always been good friends.”

Sister-in-law, 'There are many twists and turns.' Although he prides himself on getting along quite well with his fellow Hunters, he's still gloomy about their past.

Inquisitor.

I've only heard about Bambolina's childhood.

When I thought of the Inquisitor, I suddenly remembered.

"I heard that the Paladin-sama is dating someone.

Do you know who that is?" “Um? Why are you asking that?”

"I'm a little curious.

Paladin-sama almost always wears a helmet.

I wonder if he wears a helmet when dating someone he's dating..." "no way." The earl laughed as if it was funny.

"I don't know you, but the paladin, the paladin, takes great care of his hair.

It's amazing when he takes off his helmet." "Huh.

okay?" "Then.

It rattles like a dungeon soaked in sunlight.

The reason for wearing a helmet in the first place is......" Byeong! It was then.

While I was in full swing, I heard a funny noise.

The Count and I turned our heads at the same time.

"Sorry! I was a little late working with TOP.”

The constellation [Princess walking in a mirage] appeared with a pillow in her arms.

He seemed somehow busy.

The princess said, "Wow..." and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Let's see.

Ah.

You cleared the 33rd floor.

Did you talk to each other?" “A story? Our colleagues are waiting for us now.”

"Huh?" the princess tilted her head.

"Why wait? The other children are waiting for you." "Yes?" "Ah...

Ah, I'm sorry.

I'm not good at explaining this.

It's been a while since I've been in charge of the stage, so I keep forgetting things.

Really.

My intelligence was nerfed too much while falling to the constellation.

It's almost the level of the main body in Zrakua...

.”

What do you mean? The princess said, "If you completely give up your supremacy or fall to the point where you can't aim for supremacy again, you'll be eliminated.

Simple? It's Sanwa on the 32nd floor.

The family was like that.

This time on the 33rd floor..." Top's voice rang out.

[The dropout on the 33rd floor is the Count.] I widened my eyes.

The Count opened his mouth wide.

T.O.P announced as if hitting the already driven nail harder.

[Announcement to all.] [The dropout on the 33rd floor is the Earl.] “Come on, wait! Nonsense!”

said the Count.

I was so embarrassed that it came out from my head to my cat's ears.

“Why are you saying I’m dropping out!?”

“Ugh, the fairies have given up their supremacy.

You are automatically eliminated because you are in charge of the fairies.

I know you want to be resentful, but I have to follow the rules too...

I'm sorry." “It doesn’t make sense! The fairies stayed quiet throughout this stage! It did not actively participate in the war, nor did it consume much power.

How could you be eliminated!”

“How did that happen… .

Well.

annoying! See for yourself.”

sharp.

A funny sound resounded and a video floated in the air.

Could it be that the constellation decides all of these sound effects? Then you really hit a goal.

- Hmm.

In the video, several fairies were gathered.

They all had long ears like elves.

- The designated tribe has become a monster.

-I heard it as a legend, but it must be a real monster.

More than I imagined.

The elders of the Fairy clan murmured as they moved their big ears.

-I thought the general was lying because he didn't want to take responsibility, but it wasn't.

-Oh my gosh.

Have you ever planted Ganja in the expeditionary force? Because it's like a motherfucker.

- The one who didn't plant it is an idiot.

What if the general who went out on an expedition suddenly turns around and points his sword at us? I know you all planted Ganja.

Don't tremble a little.

- That's right.

- That's right.

- You can't always believe that you're the same person.

Our beliefs are too expensive for that, and our existence is too precious.

-Such cuties.

In our barracks, we didn't do the wars the commanders told us to do, we just made the spies fun.

Only then, it is natural for a holy expedition to fail or anything.

Well.

what is it It's far from the noble conversation of the elves I imagined...

.

- What? The funds that have been spent so far to organize the Allied Forces are not worth it.

- I tried to find the main shrine by enslaving the Sanwa people.

- It's not the time to scrutinize the original story.

The situation that the designated tribe has emerged as the loser itself is a problem.

For hundreds of years at most, they devoted themselves to taking control of the new tribe, but some strange people messed up.

It is time to reconsider our grand strategy.

Huh.

I looked at the count in bewilderment.

“Sovereign Lord… .

no way… .”

I thought that there was no way such a multi-ethnic coalition could happen by itself.

Perhaps? The Count was equally perplexed.

“Joe, you just taught the kids a little bit of money.”

“It’s not about money, it’s about money.

How did you teach the children to grow up in darkness...

?”

“I didn't mean to! I didn't tell you! They say the kids have grown up strangely.

No, more than that, this is a racial secret.

I mean, it's a secret.

Why are you showing it to the king recklessly?”

The count was angry with the princess.

Unbelievable.

While I was raising the Ji-ji people with a pure heart, Sang-ryun-joo was aiming for economic victory from behind.

If you hadn't seen this video, you wouldn't have known until you cleared the 40th floor.

'Wow.

Come to think of it, I also listened to Sangsangju’s advice and moved on, didn’t I?’ At the time when the designated tribes collided with the multi-racial coalition, the count advised me.

[Negotiate in a way that is beneficial to all races].

I followed that advice and entered the dream of Uburka.

In other words.

“The Count was trying to suck honey by himself...

.

When and how did the new tribes take over? It’s like a ghost.”

"damn.

It's not that they took over, it's that they helped each other.

It is difficult for the Saegi people to live in the water and make ships used for trade.

On the other hand, the fairies live in the forest and are good at handling trees...

.”

"Oh My God.

Was it because you were carrying salt on a ship the elves made for you?”

“Exactly, I borrowed it.”

The Count groaned.

“All trade ships driven by the Saegi are owned by the Fairy.

It's like paying a shipping tax every time you go back and forth.

And all the ships borrowed from the fairies are supposed to be anchored only in ports run by the fairies...

.”

“Eh.

How are you?”

“If you anchor in a port belonging to the fairies, you get a 30% discount on the shipping tax.

As an added bonus, a repair service was also provided for free...

.”

“Wow.”

“And the Saeggi can swim in waterways, but they cannot provide salt to villages or towns in the water.

The fairies were in charge of this.”

“If you take an elf ship and use the elf port, of course you will use the elf wagon.

If the Saegi people work hard to make salt and transport it to the port...

In the middle, the elves would play around with distribution margins? The harder the new family works, the more free money the elves make, right?”

“It’s like that.”

I opened my mouth.

What is it.

That's a terribly vicious tactic.

“Sangsangju, really… really… … It’s real.”

“Originally, if you want to make big money, you have to dominate the platform!”

The Count was furious.

“I was just teaching the children the obvious truth.

Above all else, I don't want to receive that kind of gaze from you, who raised a designated tribe as an ignorant, muscular pig!" "no.

I just raised my kids so they wouldn't be beaten wherever they went.

A pure heart.”

“The innocence was frozen to death and twisted into a mummy.

Then I was just telling the truth of the world so that my children should not go anywhere and work hard!”

“A child needs to suffer a little to grow up properly!”

"her.

If you suffer, life will only be difficult.

What kind of bullshit!”

“Because of parents like Sang Sang-ju, kids these days have a narrow mind!”

“Because of parents like the four kings, these kids are getting sick!”

“Oh, this guy is a real nerd.”

“You are only worthy of your name.”

“What about Gongja Kim?”

“Isn’t his name full of scholarly temperament?”

“You crazy.”

The princess evaluated our flirting.

“You guys are having some fun… .

I also think of my mother and just do that...

.”

In the midst of debates over the philosophy of child education, the hologram image flowed steadily.

- Shall we point the blade of the Allied Forces towards the designated tribe this time? -no.

Value for money is not so good.

The Sanwa have a holy land, what do the designated people have? What do you do by eating a settlement full of mud? -I heard that mud is so good for your skin...

.

- May you get better, sweetheart.

I'm not interested.

- Don't surrender.

The fairy elders blinked their eyes.

The Count and I kept our mouths shut.

-Well? - Let's surrender.

You can't win by fighting, and you can't win anything.

There is nothing to be gained by pouring money into it, and nothing to be gained from it.

Whatever it is, the bottom line is business.

let's go You should fold it cheap.

- Have you been around? Do you want to stop doing business? - I mean, put on a new mat.

said the elf elder.

- Dedicate a country to a designated tribe and become a vassal state.

Instead, ask for protection.

-dependency? -protect? -All the ships and ports we own belong to the designated clan.

The whole continent is afraid of the designated tribe.

If you sail and trade with the flag of the designated tribe, it will be much safer than it is now.

The first thing to do is to volunteer for a subordinate state, and you will be happy, and you will trust us as much as you like it.

You can use the name and force of the designated tribe for almost free.

Hoga escort The elders were troubled.

-Is it the sound of hitting your head on your own? .

-If you're going to put a gourd anyway, the cheaper it is, the more expensive it will be.

- Your self-esteem is hurting a bit.

- If you get it back as much as the upper limit, that's it.

Isn't it just about making money? - That's right.

- Every year, a tribute is paid to a designated tribe.

They would be delighted if they told you to take 10% of your profits.

-10% me? Isn't it too strong? -Actually, you only have to give 1% and say 10%.

Okay.

There is no idiot in our race who can't even handle double ledgers.

- That's also true.

I had never heard of elves using double ledgers in my life, but it seemed like common sense to them.

said the elders briefly.

-okay.

not surrender - It's just a matter of becoming a vassal state.

- What do the designated people like? soil? Would you like it if I brought you placer-eaten soil? - For what reason would it be plausible to surrender? - From what I heard about the gangsters, they are very ignorant.

I'm roughly in love with your fine muscles, and we want to live in a land where your muscles are brittle, look, we have some money, where do you have muscles? - Really? Would you be so ignorant? -It's marvelous that such an ignorant race exists, but the more ignorant they become, the easier it will be for us to stick, so let's just thank Heaven.

-thank you.

great cat -thank you.

- Even today, under the care of the guardian deity, he eats hukou.

- Let me make free money tomorrow just like today, and let the workers pick a straw in their way.

Ship tax, land tax, logistics tax, distribution tax, warehouse tax, in every name, make me suck all the honey.

thank you.

The elders drew something in the air.

It seems to be the last name of the fairies only.

The sight of them bowing their heads every day was even more sacred.

"......" I was silent.

"......" Indeed, the count had no choice but to remain silent.

"Yes.

So they surrendered.”

The princess smiled softly.

“They have no interest in real hegemony.

If you make money, you are happy.

sincerely.

He said that he would suck honey by being a parasitic for a designated tribe forever...

Well.

It was dismissed because it was a case of voluntarily giving up supremacy.

Any questions?”

“I have a complaint!”

"sorry.

No complaints.”

[The Count fails to clear the stage.] [The Count is eliminated from the stage!] “This is unreasonable!!”

The Count's new face was blurred.

It will probably be transferred to the first floor just like that.

"It does not make sense! I only taught you how to suck honey in life, so why give up your supremacy with that! authority! Power is the final destination for wealth, so why!”

“Fairy people are usually less greedy.

After recognizing the joy of making money, wouldn't the rest be unnecessary? Like you said, I guess I just wanted to suck on honey.”

“Sa, the king!”

The Count reached out to me.

“Help me! Protest with me! It is unacceptable to be eliminated like this!”

Well.

ugh.

“I’m sorry, Master.

But frankly, it seems to be self-sufficient.

It's not that they never called me a scholar, it's just that...

." "no!" The earl screamed and disappeared, wrapped in the light.

Only the dreadful scream remained as a trace and echoed for a while.

.

“…I got a little bit of a wait this time, too.

King, what happened?”

I shook my head, "Nothing happened.

Okay, let's move on to the next stage." I will never forget your reckless dropout.

Count.

Make a lot of money.180.

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