Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 462

It was the time Sejun returned to the Black Tower after registering the waypoint on the 99th floor of the Golden Tower.

“A human beat an Apostle of Destruction…”

The nine Dragon Clan leaders in the Golden Tower’s office were still very surprised. They stood around a large table in the center of the room, where a crystal ball glowed softly. The room itself was round, with crystal lights on the walls, showing maps of the Golden Tower. They couldn’t believe what they had just seen.

Two weeks prior, when Sejun began his fight with Dilia,

[The Apostle of Destruction, the 8th Seat, the Demon of Corruption, Dilia, has invaded the 35th floor of the Golden Tower.]

Whirr!

The administrator’s crystal ball vibrated intensely, sending out a blood-red alarm.

“What is it?”

Artemis Yul, the administrator of the Golden Tower and head of the Yul family, checked the crystal ball.

And then,

“Tier, Ramter, come to the Golden Tower! The main body of the Apostle of Destruction, the 8th Seat, the Demon of Corruption, Dilia, has appeared on the 35th floor!”

As promised, she summoned Tier, the leader of the Great Violet Dragons on the left side of the Golden Tower, and Ramter, the leader of the Great Red Dragons on the right.

-I heard an Apostle of Destruction appeared on the 35th floor of the Golden Tower?

Upon hearing this, Tier and Ramter informed Kaiser and Kellion that an Apostle of Destruction had appeared in the Golden Tower.

-What?! An Apostle of Destruction appeared on the 35th floor of the Golden Tower where our Sejun is?!

-Then we’re going too!

As the four leaders quickly flew to the Golden Tower, the other Dragon Clan leaders also became curious and came to the Golden Tower, resulting in all nine Dragon Clan leaders gathering, though not for a meeting.

Thus, the nine Dragon Clan leaders gathered in the Golden Tower’s management area, watching the battle through the crystal ball.

Originally, Artemis was prepared to sacrifice the creatures on the 35th floor and barge in with two leaders, but

“Wait! Let’s watch a little longer! Our Sejun is still fighting!”

“Yeah! You know our Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower!”

Kaiser and the other four dragons (Kellion, Ramter, Tier, and Brakio), having confirmed that Sejun was unharmed, strongly insisted on watching a bit longer.

The moment the three leaders appeared on the 35th floor of the tower,

Sejun’s life could not be guaranteed.

Seeing him withstand the Apostle of Destruction well, it seemed there would be no problem even if the leaders appeared, but

There’s something more to this.

Kaiser remembered Sejun was strong but also easily hurt. He had seen Sejun faint many times before, so he was never careless.

Moreover, Sejun had brought back the bodies of the Apostle of Destruction, the 7th Seat, Kuruger, who destroys mountains, and the Apostle of Destruction, the 9th Seat, Alice, from the Green Tower, so it was worth believing in him.

Brakio didn’t seem to know.

What if Sejun defeated the Apostle of Destruction, Dilia, in front of the other leaders?

‘Hehehe. No one will be able to ignore our Sejun.’

More dragons wanted to keep watching. So, five dragons voted to watch, and four wanted to attack right away.

“Alright. But if Dilia moves even a little, I will start the battle immediately,” Artemis said, not knowing what the situation was but seeing Dilia not moving, also took a step back and decided to watch the situation.

Hours passed. The dragons continued to watch.

“What is it? He’s holding up well for a human?”

“Hey! What do you mean ‘for a human’?! Why is our Sejun just ‘a human’?!

“Yeah! Grave! Our Sejun may be weak, but he’s not someone to be treated like that!”

Kaiser, Kellion, Ramter, Tier, and even Brakio bristled at the words of the brown dragon, Grave, who always had a grumpy face.

The next day, something changed.

[Black Tower Tower Farmer Park Sejun has achieved the Great Achievement of Creation, spreading the energy of creation in the Golden Tower.]

[The balance of the Golden Tower is partially restored.]

With the message, the number of lightning strikes in the Golden Tower decreased slightly.

“Energy of creation?”

“The blue mist was the energy of creation?!”

The leaders realized that the blue mist emanating from the plants Sejun planted was the energy of creation. The blue mist, the energy of creation, was soft and gentle, like a cool breeze on a hot day. It smelled faintly of fresh flowers and new leaves.

“Hahaha. Artemis, be grateful to our Sejun.”

“Yeah. What would have happened if it weren’t for our Sejun?!”

“Hahaha. Give Sejun some scales later!”

Thanks to this, the Sejun-supporting dragons became arrogant.

A week later,

The size of the red mist emanating from Dilia, completely enveloped in the blue mist, gradually decreased. The red mist around Dilia was thick and heavy, like smoke from a fire. It felt hot and dangerous, making the air taste like metal.

As it began to appear that the victory was tilting towards Sejun,

“Ahem. Shall we have a drink while watching? You know the Samyangju Sejun makes, right?” Kaiser asked.

“Samyangju, a special drink Sejun makes…”

“Shall we?”

“Hahaha. Our Sejun also makes great snacks.”

Kaiser, Kellion, Ramter, and Tier took out Samyangju and the snacks Sejun had made, starting their efforts to recruit Sejun.

While happily drinking for several days,

“Huh?!”

The nine Dragon Clan leaders watched Kkuenge put Dilia’s body into the subspace warehouse, realizing that the battle was over.

No. Can that even be called a battle? He just planted plants and won?

So that’s how he won…

The leaders were in shock.

“Hahaha. See?! I knew it was our Sejun! I’m in a good mood! Second round is on me!”

“What?! Our Sejun won, so why are you, Kaiser, paying?! Second round is on me!”

“Our Sejun is the Black Tower’s Tower Farmer, so of course, I should pay!”

“What are you talking about?! Our Sejun is our grandson’s brother! So it’s right for me to pay!”

Kaiser and Kellion, who came to their senses first, began to argue over who would pay for the second round.

Black Tower, 99th floor.

Sejun, who came home, took a nap, and woke up.

“Alright. Let’s give it a name?”

“Hehe. Sounds good, meow!”

Kkamangi opened the Sejun Naming Center to name the black butterfly he had newly brought. Next to Kkamangi and his friends, a new creature rested. It was a black butterfly, its wings like dark velvet, edged with a faint red glow. It seemed to carry a hint of Dilia’s power, but softened, like a shadow of its former self.

Ta-da!

Hehe. The time has finally come!

That’s right. It has finally come. That time…

“Why am I so nervous?” Sejun thought, rubbing his hands together. He looked at Kkamangi and the others, then back at the black butterfly resting nearby. “What’s wrong with everyone?” he asked aloud, noticing their worried faces.

*Gulp.*

Kkamangi and his friends were indeed very nervous, their small bodies tense as they waited for Sejun to speak. Kkamangi’s ears drooped, and his tail tucked between his legs. His subordinates huddled closer, their eyes wide with worry.

At that moment,

Sejun’s voice was low and serious. He looked at Kkamangi and his friends, his eyes narrowed slightly. “What are you guys?” he asked again, each word heavy with meaning.

Squeak?!

[Our identities?!]

Could it be?! Did the butler notice that we are Apostles of Destruction?! What should we do?

A tension that couldn’t be compared to when they were waiting for a name came over them.

If they were found out to be Apostles of Destruction here, their happy life would disappear, of course,

They might be caught by the dragons and sealed in a deep place, or be kicked out of the 99th floor of the tower and have to live a hungry life.

As Kkamangi and his subordinates worried about what would happen after their identities were revealed,

There’s definitely something.

Sejun was convinced as he watched Kkamangi and his subordinates avoid his gaze with their heads down.

Thinking about it, it was strange.

Kkamangi’s voice that he heard when he lost his mind to the dragons’ praise in the past.

The Fenrir core fragments that were absorbed when he woke up.

Suddenly, Eomdori, who looked similar to Kuruger, whom Kkamangi brought.

Kkamangi, who was unconscious when fighting the main body of the Apostle of Destruction, Alice, and Kkomi, who appeared after the battle and resembled Alice.

And after Kkamangi and his subordinates slept around Nellie, who refused to answer, Nellie started answering in fear,

This time, a new black butterfly appeared next to Kkamangi and his subordinates, who were sleeping next to Dilia, who had lost her soul.

The appearance was different, but it had Dilia’s feeling.

Everything came down to one thing.

Hehe. You can’t fool Sherlock Sejun’s eyes.

Sejun was completely immersed in his own reasoning.

“Kkamangi, you know how to exorcise, right? And you guys are the Apostles of Destruction that Kkamangi exorcised.”

He confidently pointed his finger at Kkamangi and his subordinates, as if pointing out a criminal, and opened his mouth.

Sejun was only half right. No. Sejun was only 75% right.

Squeak?

!!!

Sejun’s words made Blackie jump, and his friends froze.

“Whimper… Whimper!” Blackie whimpered nervously.

“*Y-Yes!*” Blackie thought quickly. “*I have to agree!* Yes! I am… I am an Exorcism Wolf!” he squeaked, hoping Sejun wouldn’t see how scared he was. He really didn’t want Sejun to know he was just a normal black wolf.

“Oh,” Sejun said, looking interested. “So you’re an Exorcism Wolf, then?”

“Whimper! Whimper? Whimper! Whimper!” Blackie made his voice sound strong, even though he was still shaking inside. “That’s right! You can call me Exorcism Wolf! Don’t worry about those ‘apostles of destruction’ anymore, Butler! I, the great Blackie, have exorcised them! I promise!”

Blackie made it sound like his friends were now ‘exorcised beings’ – whatever that meant!

“Okay,” Sejun said. “But don’t call them ‘apostles of destruction’ anymore. The Dragon Gods really don’t like that.”

“Whimper!” Blackie whimpered softly.

“*Okay!*” he thought, nodding his head quickly.

His friends nodded quickly too.

*Whew,* Blackie thought, feeling much better. *I can still eat delicious food!*

The four of them felt a wave of relief wash over them.

“Ah. And I’ve decided to name him Caby. Caby, short for black butterfly.”

Hee hee hee.

“As expected!”

Squawk!

Shalala…

Three laughed at Sejun’s words, and one cried.

So, Sejun gave Caby a name and made him cry. Just yesterday, Caby was called an ‘apostle of destruction’! Sejun was amazing.

“Okay, everyone, gather around. We need to go pick up the Gluttons.”

“Ready, meow!” Theo answered, still clinging to Sejun’s lap.

Goohehehe. Gooeng!

[Hehehe. I can charge the Lightning Rod again!]

Gooeng also ran over in a hurry, holding the Lightning Rod.

Iona had a lot of work piled up because she had been away for fifteen days, so she returned to the Magic Tower as soon as she got back yesterday.

Piyot and Yuren were receiving special training from the Ox King.

Sejun went to the Waypoint.

Piyot!

Squeak!

The two of them were working hard, each holding onto one of the Ox King’s arms.

I’ve gotten stronger too, so I can probably withstand two of the Ox King’s fingers now, right?

Sejun thought about his increased stats this time.

Thump.

He placed his hand on the red crystal.

And then,

[Moving to the 99th floor of the Golden Tower.]

He soon disappeared.

The 99th floor of the Golden Tower.

“So, you’re saying that an outsider who appeared yesterday knocked you out and registered the Waypoint?”

“Yes… I’m sorry,” Yohan, the Elf Great Warrior who guarded the Waypoint as the boss of the 99th floor of the tower, answered Cecilia’s question, sounding ashamed.

“An outsider… This is a big problem.” Cecilia looked serious.

Artemis Yul, the Great Golden Dragon and administrator of the Golden Tower, extremely disliked outsiders coming to the 99th floor of the tower.

So, except for a few who had Artemis’s permission, no one from the Golden Tower came up to the 99th floor of the tower, because they might make Artemis angry.

But someone came here, defeated Yohan, the boss of the 99th floor, and disappeared?

It would be a very big deal if Artemis found out about this, for the outsider, and for themselves.

The outsider who invaded the 99th floor of the tower would naturally make Artemis angry.

But they, who had failed to properly manage the 99th floor, could not be free from that wrath either.

‘I’ll have to take responsibility.’

The good thing was that Artemis was still quiet.

‘Fortunately, it seems like Artemis hasn’t noticed. If the outsider doesn’t reappear….’

Please don’t reappear.

As Cecilia prayed earnestly,

[Arrived at the 99th floor of the Golden Tower.]

“Huh?!”

“Eh?!”

Sejun suddenly appeared.

“Catch him!” Cecilia hastily instructed the elves who had come with her.

“Yes!”

Clang.

“Meow! You can’t touch Chairman Park, meow!”

Gooeng!

[If you touch Daddy, Gooeng won’t stand still!]

The situation was easily resolved with the appearance of Theo and Gooeng.

And then,

“Puhuhu. Slaves, meow! As expected, there are many slaves when I’m with the great Chairman Park, meow!”

Stamp. Stamp.

Theo was happy with Sejun. He excitedly stamped the ‘slave seal’ of the Five Towers on the foreheads of the elves who were no longer fighting back.

Thanks to that, cute Theo’s paw prints were engraved on the foreheads of the beautiful elves.

And then,

“Meow! Money keeps coming out, meow!”

Stamp. Stamp.

Theo stamped Cecilia, who kept producing money, about 10 times.

[Guardian Theo Park has enslaved Cecilia, the Tower Farmer of the Golden Tower.]

[Theo has enslaved Cecilia, the Tower Farmer. You can also enslave her!]

[Borrowing 0.5% of the stats of Cecilia, the Tower Farmer of the Golden Tower, according to job characteristics.]

[Strength +15, Stamina +10, Agility +55, Magic Power +45 increased.]

A message appeared for Sejun.

She was a Tower Farmer?

Sejun remembered hearing Cecilia’s name from the raccoon tribe he met during the harvest festival. They said she grows rice and wheat, right?

“Cecilia, guide me to your village.”

Hehehe. I should ask for a few wheat seeds.

Sejun was excited at the thought of growing wheat and using wheat flour to his heart’s content.

“Yes…” Cecilia obediently guided Sejun.

A little later.

“Great Golden Dragon! Please save us!” The elves suddenly bowed down in front of the golden dragon statue.

“Huh?!”

Could it be that she tricked me?!

Sejun looked at the golden dragon statue and was about to run away with the Dragon Carving’s Return bracelet, when suddenly –

-Welcome! Park Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower!

Artemis welcomed Sejun.

And then,

?!!

I’m doomed…

The elves who were bowing down began to tremble.