Perfect World [EN]: Chapter 17

The elf clerk led him to a spacious garden dotted with benches, a place for gladiators worn out from training to rest. The garden stones lining the paths and the few pine trees exuding an air of elegance were truly impressive. However, there was also an unsightly scene: riot batons scattered on some of the lawns and traces of blood on the garden stones, likely marks left by the guards who had gone to fetch Oscar.

“She’s up in that tree.”

The elf clerk pointed to one of the tallest pine trees. Lying on a thick branch of the ‘Y’-shaped tree was a woman.

Beomseok approached slowly to get a better look.

‘Wow, impressive.’

Judging by her slightly smaller appearance, she seemed to be about 180cm tall [approximately 5’11”]. Her black hair, fluttering in the warm breeze, sparkled like silk threads under the intense sunlight. The figure hidden beneath the tight black leather hot pants and vest showed sleek, voluptuous curves, and the tattered black leggings revealed glimpses of her pale gray thigh skin. She looked like a dark elf who often appears in fantasy worlds.

He crept closer to see her face.

‘As expected. Haha.’

Her features flowed smoothly, and her nose was sharp and petite. Her cherry-like lips stood out against her gray skin. Although her eyes were closed, he was satisfied enough with her thick, dark double eyelids and bold, thin eyebrows.

This time, Beomseok opened the information window to check her abilities.

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Name: Oscar.

Classification: Elf (4 years).

Affiliation: Dragon Knights GC.

Fame: 130.

Notoriety: 1890.

H Experience: None.

Stamina: 9700/9700.

Sociability: 12, Strength: 91+10, Constitution: 89+10.

Agility: 76+10, Balance: 93+10, Intelligence: 64.

Mental Strength: 9. Judgment: 65, Skill: 36.

Luck: 58.

Current Skill/Potential: 582/952.

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Trait: Excellent Physique.

Special Note: Currently affiliated with Dragon Knights, but considered a troublemaker within the team due to frequent incidents.

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‘I have to buy her, even if I have to bet all the money I have right now.’

A potential of 952. Frankly, he never imagined he would meet another elf with a higher potential than Venus. Looking at the whole world, there might be some, but this was the first time he had seen such potential in nearly three months of playing the game. Of course, her current skill was lower than expected at 582, but this was because of her extremely lacking mental strength; her physical abilities were beyond fantastic. All her physical stats except agility were over 90, or just one point short.

Moreover, the ‘Excellent Physique’ trait only provided a limited +10 to physical stats, but it had a permanent option that was not affected by time, like his or Venus’s, which meant she always showed consistent abilities. In terms of physical ability alone, she was already at the level of a top-tier gladiator in the World League.

Calming his trembling body, Beomseok turned to Vincent, who was approaching from behind.

“How much is she worth?”

As if waiting for the question, Vincent replied immediately.

“6.5 million Krang [in-game currency] for both her and Lemi.”

At the unexpectedly low price, Beomseok nodded without hesitation. As a transaction, he could negotiate to lower the price further, but if he hesitated and the deal fell through, it would be a great loss. He couldn’t let such a good opportunity slip to save a few pennies.

“I’ll sign right away. Please prepare the documents.”

“Well thought out. You’ll never regret it.”

As the feared deal quickly reached the completion stage, Arnold couldn’t help but smile. To get 3 million Krang for getting rid of that trash, it couldn’t be better in terms of recycling.

Hiding his expression, he poked Oscar in the side as she slept soundly.

“Hey, Oscar, wake up! The director of your new team has arrived. You need to greet him quickly!”

Oscar’s eyes slowly opened. The gray and black eyes looked sharply cold. She tilted her head slightly to the left and looked at the people gathered in this place, including Beomseok.

“What is it? The director and his tie-wearing cronies. I’m tired and need to sleep. See you later.”

Arnold, experiencing a rapid change in expression, glanced at Beomseok and shook Oscar violently.

“You little brat! Get up right now! Your new director is here! Get up and greet him!”

Instantly, her body rotated, and she sat on the branch. Then, she suddenly grabbed Arnold by the collar and lifted him up. As he choked and struggled in the air, Oscar spoke in a tone filled with ominousness.

“What did you just say? New director?”

“Y-yes. Y-you have to l-leave our team now. That person has d-decided to buy you. Cough, cough.”

Her fierce gaze turned to Beomseok for a moment. And while continuing to stare at him, she threw Arnold to the ground nearby. Arnold rolled around for a while, clutching his neck and coughing. Without even paying attention to him, Oscar picked up a strange object placed at the base of the tree. It was a huge, grotesque sword about 2 meters long [approximately 6’7″] and one and a half spans wide.

She grabbed the greatsword with one hand and walked towards Beomseok with an eerie gait.

“You dare to buy me?”

Lemi, sensing that her future master was in danger, quickly stepped in front of him. But she had no weapon. Beomseok pushed her back, urging her aside. Although the greatsword had no blade, being hit by it without a suit would be as good as being hit by a real sword. He couldn’t let his future woman face such danger.

“Lemi, it’s dangerous. Stand back!”

“But, Beomseok-nim…”

“I’m fine. You quickly evacuate Director Vincent and Mr. Arnold over there. That’s an order.”

Beomseok was not yet the master, but he was almost one. It was nearly impossible for an elf to disobey his orders. Lemi, with a bewildered Vincent and Arnold, who was still lying down and breathing heavily, began to run towards the training ground. There would be fellow gladiators there, so she was going to ask for help.

Seeing this, Oscar looked at Beomseok with a spirited expression.

“Oh, you’re going to face me alone.”

Beomseok found a riot baton lying nearby and slowly moved his body.

“Stop it. You’ll regret this if you do this.”

“Oh, now you’re even bluffing.”

He flicked the riot baton with his foot and grabbed it with his right hand as if snatching it.

“Hehe. Is that what you say to the person who will be your master?”

Oscar, burning with fighting spirit, sneered and moved closer to him. She was misinterpreting the meaning of the word master that Beomseok had said. She never dreamed that she would be serving a master in her position. She was just taking him as the director or manager of the gladiator team she was going to join.

“Hahaha. You think I’d be intimidated by those words? It’s not too late, so just go. Then I’ll let you go unharmed.”

“You stop it. I have a bad temper. Even more so in this world. You’ll suffer for the rest of your life if you keep this up.”

Oscar’s forehead vein twitched at those words. No one had ever said such arrogant things in front of her. It seemed necessary to teach him a lesson. She clenched the hand that wasn’t holding the sword and kicked off towards Beomseok.

“It’s your own fault!”

A frighteningly powerful fist was thrown. It was full of strength, but it wasn’t very fast, perhaps because she was still looking down on Beomseok. Thanks to this, he was able to dodge it lightly by stepping back.

“Hmph. Is that all you’ve got?”

The relaxed words that came out of Beomseok’s mouth did not last long. Oscar was immediately swinging her sword towards his side. It was an attack that could kill him instantly if he was hit, so he had no choice but to quickly bend over. An unimaginable chill swept over him with a whooshing sound.

Beomseok took a few steps back and stared at her with wide eyes. He was shocked by the fact that she had tried to kill him. Elves could never harm human lives in situations other than for the sake of their masters or to protect their chastity.

“Did you just try to kill me?”

That wasn’t the case. No matter how bad her mental strength was, her judgment and intelligence were not that bad. When she easily dodged the first punch, she realized that he was not an ordinary human, so she launched such an attack. Of course, it might not be, but if that was the case, she could have stopped the sword before it hit. The current attack was purely an act of intimidation.

“Oh, you look scared. Then just go. I won’t stop you.”

Beomseok, who was completely enraged, would not leave just because she told him to. He spat on both hands and rubbed them together until they were moist all over.

“Leave? I’m going to get serious now. You be careful.”

Beomseok, clutching the riot baton tightly, ran out in a zigzag pattern. Oscar shook her head in confusion, and when the riot baton flew, she immediately struck down with her sword, intending to intimidate him into stepping back. But he went further and dug into Oscar’s arms.

The greatsword, which had deeply struck the floor with a thud, echoed loudly. Beomseok was already next to her, holding the handle of the greatsword. It was an absolutely safe zone and a position where he could give Oscar a big blow.

Beomseok immediately grabbed her arms as if to restrain them and repeatedly struck her side with his knee. Oscar, feeling extreme pain with a thudding sound, struck his head hard. But before the attack could even reach him, he flexibly bent his waist to the side and used the momentum to flip her over.

She, who had been drawing a parabola while holding the sword handle, regained her balance and landed safely on the ground. Then, she pulled out the embedded greatsword and strongly thrust it forward.

‘This is bad!’

As the tip of Oscar’s sword flew straight towards his body, Beomseok leaned back and blocked it with the riot baton as if lifting it up. As metal powder splattered from the riot baton with a screeching sound, his body tilted sharply to one side. Beomseok instantly put his hands on the floor, spun around, landed, and struck her abdomen with his left forearm. Then, he kicked Oscar’s leg hard, who was unable to control her body due to the impact.

With a thud, she flipped backwards, did a somersault in the air with one hand, and landed lightly again. Then, she stepped back a few steps as if bouncing and straightened her sword. Her movements were like a stray cat, making Beomseok, who was watching, stick out his tongue.

‘She’s completely an animal. An animal. The attacks are working, but no finishing blow is landing at all. If only her swordsmanship wasn’t so clumsy…’

Before he could finish his thought, Oscar’s sword attack came in. He fought back by wielding the short riot baton, which was barely over 50 centimeters [approximately 20 inches], in all directions. But the weapon he was holding was too weak to face that terribly huge sword.

Before long, the stiff riot baton was bent into a crescent shape and had exhausted its function.

“Hyaat!”

Oscar, who was hit in the shoulder by the riot baton, immediately plunged her sword down without caring. Beomseok turned his body and hurriedly dodged, taking refuge behind a nearby pine tree. The pine tree that had been blocking Beomseok was broken and fell as if crushed by Oscar’s sword, which was being swung strongly in the horizontal direction.

Beomseok, who witnessed this absurd scene, had to throw himself away without even having time to make a surprised expression. It was because Oscar had swung her greatsword at him, who was buried in the branches of the fallen pine tree. Still vivid pine needles fell tinglingly on Beomseok’s body as he rolled on the floor.

He shook off the dirt from his body far away and grabbed another riot baton that had fallen nearby in his other hand and got up from his seat. Then, he looked far behind the place where Oscar was standing and let out a sigh of relief. It was because a group of people wearing suits, led by Lemi, were rushing in. They seemed to be professional gladiators belonging to the Dragon Knights team.

“Please save Beomseok-nim quickly.”

“What are you doing! Catch that vicious woman and make her kneel!”

The professional gladiators, who heard Lemi’s request and Arnold’s order, formed a circular formation and surrounded Oscar. She wildly swung her sword at the encroaching encirclement.

“Hey! You guys. You’ll know later. Don’t you dare step back!”

But these were professional gladiators who were at the top of the Wide League. They were not so careless as to be swayed by such threats. No, they thought it was necessary to fix her bad habits, so they were very happy about today’s situation. Until now, they couldn’t openly start a fight due to the club’s restrictions, which were concerned about team discord, but now Arnold, who held a high position in the club, had given his permission.

Soon, several gladiators raised their swords and charged in. Oscar countered as if she had been waiting for it. However, no matter how physically outstanding she was, one hand could not block many hands. In an instant, she was unable to move her body due to the gladiators grabbing her arms and legs. Blood splattered from her lips and bruises began to appear all over her body due to the subsequent beatings.

Beomseok, unable to watch any longer, asked Arnold for leniency.

“Tell everyone to stop. This is enough.”

“No. We need to firmly correct her habits now for the sake of our club.”

“For your club? I clearly said I would buy her earlier.”

The deal that he thought had gone down the drain was flickering before his eyes. Arnold quickly reached out to everyone. Damaging the product any further was not good for either Beomseok, who was buying, or him, who was selling.

“Everyone, stop!”

The gladiators stopped with regret, and he ordered some of the standing ones to bring the restraints from the equipment room. They had been prepared in case some elves caused trouble, and now they were being used as tools to package the product. Soon, Oscar was dragged away somewhere with a gag in her mouth and her arms and legs tied up.

“Now, let’s finish the rest of the negotiations.”

Arnold, who had finished all the packaging, hurriedly escorted Beomseok and Vincent to the reception room. He was eager to sell her off quickly at this time when he was showing interest in buying. He unfolded the transfer documents brought by the elf clerk, filled them out perfectly, and presented them to Beomseok. It was such a quick process that he thought the transfer deadline was right tomorrow, but it was a perfect document with the signatures of the director, manager, and person in charge, Arnold, all filled in.

Beomseok also did not want to drag out this negotiation, so he signed and immediately handed over 6.5 million Krang [in-game currency] on the spot, completing all the trades.

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I’ll go again next time.