Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 689

After Sejun ate the [Super Vitality Peach] and checked the options for ‘Super Vitality’ and ‘Longevity,’ he felt a surge of energy. He checked his new skill, ‘Super Vitality,’ which the peach had given him. It said it would make him stronger and heal faster for a short time.

“Thanks to you, Kkuenge, Daddy will live a long time.”

He stroked Kkuenge’s belly and praised him.

Kkuenge was delighted by Sejun’s praise.

“Yes, yes.”

Sejun smiled contentedly at Kkuenge’s words.

Kkamangi rushed at Sejun’s face.

“You only stroked Kkuenge hyung’s belly, and not the great Kkamangi-nim’s belly?! Butler, I hate you!”

It was just spite.

“Kkamangi, you little rascal! You’re just trying to get attention!”

Kkamangi’s jealous, dark heart was purified by Sejun’s belly farts.

I’ll forgive you just this once.

And turned snow-white again.

Kkuenge’s eyes sparkled as he waited his turn, showing his belly to Sejun.

“Okay. Belly farts for Kkuenge too. Pffft.”

Sejun blew air into Kkuenge’s belly, enjoying a happy healing time.

“Okay. Enough playing around, let’s harvest peaches.”

He got up and harvested the peaches. They were big and round, with skin that glowed a warm, golden color. The sweet smell of ripe peaches filled the air.

Kkuenge carefully nudged peaches that were ready to pick towards Sejun, while Kkamangi, though less helpful, excitedly hopped around, sometimes bumping into peaches and making them fall.

After about two hours, the peach harvest was finished.

“Let’s go eat now.”

Around lunchtime, they went to find Black Moon.

Meanwhile, on a higher floor of the Black Tower…

Mason, the president of the Wandering Merchant Association, had eaten a hearty lunch and was dozing off at his desk. He rubbed his eyes and looked towards the door at the sound of knocking.

Mason was puzzled because he had no afternoon appointments.

The door opened roughly.

“Puhuhoot! Nice to see you, Mason-nyang!”

“Kkyut kkyut kkyut. Long time no see, Mason-nim.”

Theo and his group entered Mason’s room. It was a large office, filled with stacks of scrolls and ledgers, showing Mason was a busy man. A big wooden desk sat in the center, and behind it, a window looked out over the Black Tower.

Mason’s eyes twitched as Theo’s group barged in, scattering papers on his desk and leaving muddy footprints on the rug. He really didn’t want them here, but he took a deep breath. *Be polite, Mason. Be professional,* he told himself.

“Theo, welcome! What brings you here today?”

He greeted Theo warmly and asked the reason for his visit. He seemed to know the reason, but he pretended not to.

Because he didn’t want to be forced to buy a large number of invitations.

Of course, he wanted to go to the Great Black Dragon’s birthday party.

However, he was reluctant to buy a large number of invitations in the name of the Wandering Merchant Association, in addition to those for himself and his family.

Because the Wandering Merchant Association president election, which is held every 10 years, was not far away.

Lately, the merchants in the Black Tower were having money problems. Sejun Company was making a lot of money, but they weren’t spending it back in the Tower. This meant less money was going around for everyone else.

So, the wandering merchants’ pockets were getting thinner, and he was hesitant to buy invitations in the name of the Wandering Merchant Association.

So, he was planning to buy them later from others who had bought invitations, paying a premium…

“Puhuhoot! Mason-nim, I’m here to sell invitations for President Park’s birthday party! Let’s start with 10,000 for you!”

Seeing Theo speaking with a smile so wide it almost split his face, Mason realized that things wouldn’t go as he had planned.

Life never goes according to plan anyway.

“Then just 10,000…”

Mason, resigned, carefully opened his mouth, watching Theo’s expression.

“Puhuhoot. For reference, Iona, the president of the Wizard Association, bought 200,000-nyang!”

Theo pressured Mason by mentioning how many invitations Iona, another association president, had bought.

But, who would argue with the Wizard of Great Destruction?!

Mason felt even more aggrieved at Theo’s words.

Unlike Iona, who had a firm grip on the Wizard Association, Mason had not completely taken control of the Wandering Merchant Association.

“Alright. If you do me a favor, I will buy 5 million invitations to President Park’s birthday party.”

“Puhuhoot! Good-nyang! What favor-nyang?!”

“Please say that you support me during the Wandering Merchant Association president campaign. Then I will buy 5 million invitations.”

Mason cautiously threw a once-in-a-lifetime gamble at Theo.

If a subordinate of the Great Black Dragon supports him, the backlash against buying 5 million invitations would be instantly covered up.

In the Black Tower, the authority of Theo, a subordinate of the Great Black Dragon, was literally absolute.

“Puhuhoot! Really-nyang?! If I support you, you’ll buy 5 million invitations-nyang?!”

“Of course. Am I not the president of the Wandering Merchants Association, who lives on trust? Just support me. I will buy 5 million invitations right away.”

Mason’s face brightened as Theo’s reaction wasn’t bad.

“Puhuhoot! Good-nyang! I’ll also support Iona, the president of the Wizard Association, and the great merchants Yuren, Mimir, and Ninir, so buy 10 million more-nyang!”

Theo added conditions.

“Of course. I welcome it!”

Mason’s lips stretched to his ears. With this much support, he could aim for a 10-term presidency.

‘Is this really working-nyang?!’

As expected, everything the Great Hybrid President Park says is right-nyang!

Theo, who used the ‘ask and double’ that Sejun taught him, was once again amazed by Sejun’s greatness.

‘Ask and double’ was something Sejun taught him as a joke, and Sejun didn’t even know Theo would actually use it.

But what Sejun taught wasn’t just this.

“Vice President Theo, if it works, try to triple it.”

“Puhuhoot. I understand-nyang!”

“Puhuhoot. Mason-nim, then we’ll also support our Great Hybrid President Park, Umawang, and Pink Fur, so buy 45 million more-nyang!”

Theo faithfully followed Sejun’s teachings.

“What?!”

45 million more on top of 15 million?!

Cold sweat began to flow on Mason’s forehead.

Sejun arrived at the White Castle main gate of the Red Ribbon Kingdom with Kkuenge and the Kkamangi family. The gate was tall and made of white stone, with red ribbons tied to the posts. It looked like the entrance to a magical place.

“Ah. I’m hungry. Let’s hurry and ask Wolbok for lunch.”

Kooeng said, “Hehehe. Goody!”

Blackie chimed in, “Heehee. Wolbok hyung! The great Blackie-nim has arrived!”

As Sejun hurried to get lunch, Pochi appeared, looking distressed. “Sejun-nim, it’s an emergency! Help!” he cried.

“Huh? Boss Pochi?” Sejun asked.

“What’s wrong? Can I hear about it on the way?”

Pochi hesitated. He wanted to say it was too urgent to wait, but then he heard a rumble and a growl. Kooeng and Blackie were getting impatient for lunch. Pochi sighed. “Yes,” he said weakly.

A guard rabbit said, “Sejun-nim, please come this way.”

As Sejun stepped into the royal castle, the black rabbit on guard duty guided him to Black Wolbok.

As Sejun walked, following the guard, he spoke with Pochi. “So, you’re saying Lara seems to have a boyfriend?” Sejun asked.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Pochi cried. “The other rabbits saw Lara leaving her house with another male rabbit this morning! Sejun-nim, what should I do?! Should I kill Lara’s boyfriend?!”

“Then it’s over with Lara-ssi too. Forever,” Sejun said.

Pochi became gloomy at Sejun’s words.

“Let’s find out more about the situation first. Usually, in cases like this, it could be a younger brother or a cousin,” Sejun advised Pochi, recalling romantic ideas he knew from stories. There was always a scene with misunderstandings like this.

“Really?!” Pochi asked.

“Yes. I’m pretty sure,” Sejun answered confidently.

In the meantime, Sejun and his party arrived at Black Wolbok’s office.

The guard announced to Black Wolbok, “Our respected King Black Wolbok! The great hybrid black dragon, Park Sejun-nim, and his party have arrived!”

Black Wolbok responded, “Let them enter!”

The massive door opened with a rumble.

Kooeng and Blackie ran towards Black Wolbok. “It’s little hyung!” Kooeng shouted. “Wolbok hyung!” Blackie added.

They saw each other a few days ago, why are they so happy? Sejun watched the children with a smile when he suddenly stopped.

“Huh?”

He hurriedly covered Pochi’s eyes and ears.

“Sejun-nim, what’s wrong?!” Pochi asked.

“Just stay still,” Sejun said.

With a clang, he threw Pochi into the subspace warehouse.

Inside Black Wolbok’s office, Lara, wearing a yellow ribbon on her ear, was chatting happily with another male white rabbit. ‘They really are a couple,’ Sejun thought. ‘The probability was wrong. If Pochi saw this, there might be a stabbing.’ So, Sejun stopped the potential stabbing.

“Wolbok,” Sejun started slowly, his eyes still on the two rabbits, “who… who is that with Lara?”

Black Wolbok said, “Ah. You know Lara, and this is Lara’s father!”

Lara’s father immediately greeted him at Black Wolbok’s introduction. “It is an honor to meet the great hybrid black dragon, Park Sejun-nim!”

‘It was her father?!’ Sejun thought. ‘I was wrong…’ Sejun couldn’t believe he was wrong.

“Ah. Lara’s father… Nice to meet you. You look very young for a father. I wouldn’t recognize you if you were her boyfriend,” Sejun said, trying to justify his mistake.

Lara’s father responded, “Th…thank you! Great hybrid black dragon!” He didn’t know what to do with Sejun’s compliment.

Black Wolbok shook his head. “Uncle, why are you suddenly like this? It’s embarrassing.”

After greeting Lara’s father, Sejun carefully opened the subspace warehouse with a clang.

“Boss Pochi, it’s not her boyfriend, it’s Lara-ssi’s father. Make a good impression on her father and get some points…” He quietly told Pochi in a whispering voice.

Sejun thought this was a great opportunity. If he made a good first impression on Lara’s father, he would become a strong supporter for his marriage to Lara. However, Pochi wasn’t listening to Sejun.

“Boss Pochi?”

Pochi’s eyes were already flipped after seeing the male rabbit being friendly with Lara. “You fiend! You can’t have our Lara-ssi!”

Thirty swords were pointed at his future father-in-law.

“Kooeng, stop him!”

Fortunately, Kooeng grabbed the swords with telekinesis and stopped the attack, but he couldn’t stop the murderous intent that flowed out.

Lara’s father shouted, “I wondered which rascal was after my daughter, and it was you! I can’t give you my daughter either!”

“Father-in-law, I was wrong! Please give me your daughter!” Pochi belatedly knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

Lara’s father was not appeased. “Who is your father-in-law?! You tried to kill me!”

“Father-in-law~!!” Pochi cried.

Lara, who had brought her father to get permission to marry Pochi, smiled slightly as she watched Pochi kneel before her father. ‘Pochi-nim, you idiot…’ she thought.

He was a terrible guy who held a sword to her own father, but in Lara’s eyes, he looked like a wonderful guy who held a sword for her. The fact that he willingly knelt down for her was also a plus. Before she knew it, Lara’s eyes were covered with a love filter.