How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 36

36. Dungeon Tour Goal (7)

It’s strange, just like last time, but should I check it out anyway?

‘This is really subtle, isn’t it?’

Anyway, it doesn’t seem like there’s anything to complain about.

‘……Now the problem is, why was this guy here?’

Let’s think about that slowly.

We’re still far from our destination, and I’m not afraid of dead idiots anymore.

* * *

The problem is, you can’t relax even after the fight is over.

You can’t lie down even if you want to rest.

Because there’s a lot to do.

I had to guard the surroundings and dispose of the corpses of the bandits.

You can’t relax, but you can’t rest.

Sadly.

‘I guess I should help out too……’

I know we’re short-handed, so I can’t help it.

Still, you could say that there were miraculously few casualties.

I guarantee that we would have been wiped out for sure.

Perhaps because they knew that fact, some of them gave me simple words of thanks.

I’m a little embarrassed.

After that, we started to dispose of the enemies’ corpses.

We gathered all the corpses and set them on fire.

There were quite a few, so if left unattended, monsters or beasts might gather.

We’re just passing by, but it’s good manners to dispose of them properly so that other travelers don’t get hurt.

Then there was a brief discussion about what to do with the spoils [loot or captured items].

All we got were the equipment the bandits were wearing, dirty silver coins, and copper coins, but the amount was not negligible.

I wasn’t very interested, so I didn’t join the conversation.

More than that, that’s not the problem right now.

“This, this……”

What I’m fiddling with right now are two rings and a necklace rolling around on the palm of my hand.

I found them while searching Galden’s corpse.

I was the one who finished him off, and those who fought with me gave me the rights, so what I found on his corpse became mine.

At first, I thought they were just simple ornaments, but when I looked closely, I felt something strange.

I asked Mr. Raman to appraise them.

He’s a wizard, so he should be able to do that much.

He gladly appraised these ornaments as I asked, and then narrowed his eyes.

“These are all artifacts.”

Artifacts.

That word perked up my ears.

A powerful equipment beyond common magic tools. A treasure of the rank called an artifact.

“These two rings each have the effect of detoxification and slight health recovery. The necklace is…… Oh? Does it enhance magic power? Gee…… How did a bandit get his hands on this…… I can’t understand it.”

“Well, maybe they were plundered. I don’t think it’s something to think deeply about.”

“I guess so.”

It’s also true that there’s nothing you can’t get if you have money.

He didn’t suspect anything more than that.

Meanwhile, I was cheering inwardly.

‘I couldn’t afford these kinds of artifacts, so I gave up. It’s lucky that I already got them.’

These artifacts are really useful.

If you carry them on your body, they will assist the wearer’s abilities as much as possible.

Many strong people use these kinds of artifacts to assist their abilities.

Having good gear is a basic requirement for the strong, or so they say.

Even the protagonist obtains or manufactures rare artifacts and decorates his whole body with them.

But for me, these kinds of equipment were really just a pie in the sky [something unattainable].

Even one of these would cost at least 5,000 gold coins to buy.

It’s almost impossible for a timid commoner like me at this point.

‘After all, the evil organization is different. Even a single henchman can easily get his hands on these things.’

It’s a glimpse into the financial power of the organization Galden belonged to.

Is it just Galden? Even other henchmen are armed with various artifacts and magic weapons.

Even the most powerful country doesn’t support them this much.

Rather, it’s funny that the evil organization supports even the henchmen’s armaments so well.

Thanks to that, I got my hands on these items, so I’m really happy.

Let’s wear them right away.

‘These kinds of equipment have an immediate effect when you wear them.’

First, I put the two rings on each of my left fingers.

“……Hmm? I don’t feel anything in particular?”

Well, I can’t even drink poison as a test.

Let’s believe it will work.

However, maybe it’s just my imagination, but I feel a little better.

Next is the magic amplification necklace.

I put this around my neck and hid the ornament inside my clothes instead.

It would be good to find gloves or something to cover the rings on my hands later.

After wearing all the artifacts, I checked for additional changes in my stats [character statistics].

It’s convenient in this regard.

“Oh, it works?”

As expected, artifacts! Let’s use them well from now on!

In addition, I found 12 gold coins that seemed to be travel expenses and a map that seemed to be from Deyal Territory in his possession.

‘The map is probably information about the location of the dungeon……’

Looking at it, a certain point is marked.

The letters look like a code, so I don’t know, but it’s probably a dungeon.

It’s information he embezzled.

I’ll take this gratefully.

I was a little worried about finding out the location of the dungeon.

I carefully folded the map and put it in my bag, and then I thought again.

‘So why did Galden try to rob the merchants’ wagons here?’

This development that he became a bandit was not in the original.

To be exact, it wasn’t even mentioned.

Galden’s whereabouts were that he left in Volume 2 and reappeared in Volume 3, powered up.

Of course, the intermediate process was never described.

After all, this original work only describes the protagonist’s whereabouts first.

‘It’s a natural thing……’

The whereabouts of a person outside the description of the original.

Of course, I have no way of knowing, and nothing is strange no matter what happens.

But there must be a reason for his actions.

‘A bandit…… Surely he said something about bandits being useless.’

He didn’t seem to be working as a bandit boss as a side job.

Then…… was he cooperating for a purpose?

‘……There aren’t that many gold coins.’

He doesn’t seem like a guy who’s getting support from the organization.

In the original Volume 1, Galden would have been active in a fairly affluent environment, right?

Besides, a guy who’s going to attack a dungeon has such a poor wallet.

That’s when I remembered.

His dungeon trip is a deviation that has nothing to do with the intentions of the organization he belongs to.

‘Yes, if it’s a solo act, he wouldn’t have received support. Then…… is banditry for raising funds?’

If he uses the money he received, he will get caught.

That’s why he’s trying to secure blind money [untraceable funds] by using the shield of a bandit.

As I was thinking that far, one of the mercenaries approached me.

It seems like he has something to say.

“Is it a potion? If it’s not enough, I’ll make it right away, so please wait.”

“No, that’s not it. Hmm, the discussion about the distribution of spoils has just ended.”

Come to think of it, were they still discussing that?

Well, they probably said let’s divide it fairly, right?

I’m not interested because I’m full enough from getting this and that, but I won’t refuse if you give it to me.

So how much is my share?

“We decided to give all the spoils to you.”

Oh? Really?

More than that, why did it come to that conclusion?

I know very well that the mercenaries’ motto is to take what they can get.

“The conclusion was that Aileen was the one who virtually defeated those guys.”

“Hmm? Aside from that guy, you guys were the ones who cut off the bandits’ breath, right?”

“Even so, you’re the one who put them to sleep. You can’t say that just going up and stabbing them is defeating them.”

That’s a pretty conscientious statement.

Looking at it, it doesn’t seem like they decided it on their own, and the other mercenaries seem to agree.

‘They’re so generous?’

Basically, the mercenaries’ nature of recognizing that the spoils belong to the one who defeated them seems to have played a part, but even so, it’s unconventional.

“If you’re okay with it, take it all.”

He smiles cheerfully and gives me a thumbs up, but I don’t know what answer to give him.

‘Take it all……?’

It’s an attractive offer, but there’s a realistic problem.

Most of the spoils are the equipment the bandits have.

If I sell it to a blacksmith, it will help.

But this is a plain.

We have to go to the destination city for at least five days.

How am I going to take this?

Of course, it won’t fit in my bag, and I don’t have a wagon.

And these are terribly heavy.

‘Are you trying to bully me?’

Are you telling me to drag that all by myself?

As I was feeling so absurd, there was another person who approached me.

He was one of the merchants being escorted.

Looking at it, he was watching for an opportunity to talk to me on purpose.

“Hmm! Hmm! I heard the story from those friends. They said they gave you the rights to the spoils.”

“……That seems to be the case.”

It seems like I’m going to bury all the rights and stuff in the ground and leave.

However, looking at the merchant’s face, he already seems to know about the distribution of the spoils.

Then the reason he brought it up is probably for another purpose.

As expected.

“Do you have any intention of trading with us?”

“……Trade?”

“I’ll buy all those things you got on the spot. I think it will be easier for you.”

I know his intentions.

The merchants’ wagons have plenty of room.

In other words, he’s offering a deal with transportation as bait.

‘It’s virtually an offer with no choice.’

Strictly speaking, it’s a choice between throwing away the spoils or selling them on the spot, but there’s no need to consider which one to choose.

Even if I exclude the effort of the transportation fee, I won’t lose money by disposing of it on the spot.

‘There’s nothing to consider.’

Even if I had the ability to take that to the city, I don’t have time to look for people who would give me a better price.

I’m too busy just going to the dungeon.

“Okay. Then I’ll hand over those things. But how much can you give me?”

“……I can probably give you this much.”

He told me the price.

80 silver coins.

“I think it’s not a bad price.”

The quality of their equipment is not very good, so he’s virtually giving me the value of the iron.

‘Is it not bad?’

I tapped the calculator in my head appropriately and decided that there was no problem with the price.

According to the request, I decided to hand it over to the merchants.

As a result, the luggage was loaded onto the merchants’ wagons, and silver coins were loaded into my pocket.

‘Anyway, I only got something, so I’m looking forward to the future.’

I haven’t even approached the dungeon yet, but I’ve already gained a lot.

I should think of it as a good sign, right?

‘Or is it another sign [omen]?’

There’s no point in worrying about it now.

I have no choice but to go to the destination for now.