Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 210

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“Instead of that, why don’t you rest a bit more…”

“I’m really okay.”

As soon as Se-un heard that the king had summoned him, he left the hospital room.

Considering the state of his Sacred Imprint, Circles, and Dantian [an energy center in the body, according to traditional Chinese medicine], it would be better to rest more as Lee Ha-neul said, but he didn’t want to postpone dealing with these variables.

He would only toss and turn with curiosity if he rested like this.

“Wow, it’s Blood Wolf oppa [older brother/male friend]!”

“Oppa, you woke up early?”

As soon as he left the hospital room, the twin sisters greeted Se-un.

Looking around, he saw the same underground bunker as he had seen before his regression.

Walls and ceilings made of earth, with glowing stones embedded in the ceiling replacing the sun.

Even that was less than half the brightness of the actual sun, so the atmosphere was generally dark.

‘They built it well.’

Indeed, the twin sisters’ skills were outstanding.

They had only arrived at the shelter two days ago, but they had set up a temporary residence as perfect as the existing structures in the underground bunker.

He thought resting here wouldn’t be great, but at this rate, he could rest a little longer.

“Oppa, I heard you broke the meteorite?”

“Wow, how can a person break a meteorite?”

“When Han-cheol oppa brought Blood Wolf oppa, we were really surprised!”

“That’s right. We were so surprised then!”

“Good job.”

Se-un lightly stroked their heads.

They had made the biggest contribution to preventing the castle from collapsing in the 30th floor trial, as well as setting up the shelter’s temporary residence.

Knowing the topography of the underground bunker well, he was moving straight to where the king was when he heard a commotion at the exit of the temporary residence.

“Who do you think you are, taking a spot here? Huh?”

“As I said, we got permission from the king here.”

“The king is the king. We were here first! If you want to stay, put out some contribution points!”

He could immediately guess what the problem was just by listening.

The same guys as Liam’s group who were bullying people in the Frost Fortress.

Cowards who gave up climbing the tower and settled here, sticking together to extort contribution points from the minority and live like parasites.

In front of them, only one person. Kang Han-cheol was standing guard like a gatekeeper.

As Se-un approached, he lightly turned his head.

“You came.”

“You’re working hard.”

“You don’t have to. I’ll take care of it myself.”

“It’s okay. I was thinking of loosening up my body anyway.”

Even though his body was fully recovered, he had been lying in bed for two days.

His joints were stiff as if they were hardened, and he was thinking of going for a light run, but just the right opponents appeared.

“Who are you again? You look like a patient, why don’t you lie down inside quietly? Don’t get involved and end up in a rough situation.”

“I am the leader of this clan.”

“What? Ha! I thought there was some kind of monster guarding this big guy, but it’s just a weakling like you?”

He looked at the opponent’s face, but the name didn’t come to mind. That meant he was an insignificant guy.

Besides, he had just judged Se-un’s combat power based on his appearance.

They were the kind of guys who couldn’t even judge the opponent’s aura, let alone combat power like mana.

At that level, they would obviously lose the trial and die as soon as they went up to the next floor.

Se-un took out a long staff from his subspace pocket.

A plain staff with no special abilities.

“Hahaha! You’re thinking of fighting us with that? Seeing you come all the way here with that kind of weapon…”

“Why don’t you shut up and move?”

Paak!

“Keuheok!”

The man who was hit in the temple by the staff swung so fast that it was invisible floated into the air, rotated several times, and crashed to the floor.

As he said, Se-un’s Dantian was not fully recovered.

He had no intention of moving his less-than-recovered Dantian against these guys, so this attack was a combination of pure physical ability and technique without internal energy.

Even so, it had this much power.

When the leader was attacked, the other guys immediately took out their weapons.

From the beginning, what they wanted was to provoke a fight by drawing out self-defense.

Se-un willingly fell for their plan.

“Kill him!”

“Call all the guys! Let’s destroy all these illegal residents!”

Roughly, there were dozens of them. Looking at the additional people running from behind, there seemed to be close to a hundred.

They were players who had passed the 30th floor trial, but he didn’t feel threatened by them.

From the moment they lowered their tails and bowed their heads, they were no longer ‘climbers’.

“I’ll take the left.”

“I’ll take the right.”

Alone was enough, but Kang Han-cheol also looked like his body was itching, so they divided the area.

The two quickly knocked down the enemies as if they were competing to see who could knock down more.

Pabak!

“Keok!”

“What’s so fast!”

“Grab him! Even if you just grab one leg of that guy, he can’t do anything… Keuheok!”

Se-un wasn’t just swinging the staff randomly.

The Beggars’ Sect’s unique secret, the Dog Beating Staff Technique.

He wasn’t using internal energy, but he was moving his body while engraving the mysteries of the Dog Beating Staff Technique in his mind.

True to the name of the martial art that beats mad dogs, the guys were flying away like dogs.

Judging that this wouldn’t work, dozens of them surrounded Se-un and rushed at him all at once.

Since the number that one person could handle was limited anyway, they intended to rush at him all at once.

In the middle of them, Se-un grabbed the middle of the staff and lowered his stance.

The moment the guys came within the staff’s range, he spun his body quickly like a top.

– You are using the first form of the Dog Beating Staff Technique, Evil Dog Blocking the Road.

Peobeobeobeok!

“Keuheoeok!”

Dozens of people were knocked down at once by the spinning staff.

Some of them avoided the staff’s range and ran while crouching, but a martial art with the meaning of beating mad dogs would not allow such an attack.

The guys who were aiming for an opening flew even further than the first guys in the immediately following second and third rotations.

After rampaging like that a few times, only Kang Han-cheol and Se-un were standing in front of the entrance.

“Fifty.”

“Me too, fifty. It’s a tie.”

Just like Se-un didn’t use martial arts, Kang Han-cheol also didn’t use the power of the earthquake because of the terrain.

If he used that kind of power in this underground bunker, the walls might collapse.

Even so, the fact that the number of people they had taken down was the same meant that Kang Han-cheol had grown that much.

– The constellation, ‘Hungry Prince,’ clicks his tongue, saying that useless things that can’t even be eaten are rushing in vain.

– The constellation, ‘Snake Surrounding Jealousy,’ worries about you, saying that you are overdoing it.

“I’ll postpone the sparring for later.”

“I don’t care?”

“I don’t like it. There’s no point in winning against that state.”

“Whatever.”

“What about these guys?”

“Leave it to Park Jeong-pil. He’ll take care of it.”

“That guy?”

“That guy’s nature is exactly this kind of thing.”

Se-un, who was circling his shoulders and checking that his body was properly loosened up, immediately moved to where the king was.

Kang Han-cheol looked like he didn’t quite trust Park Jeong-pil, but he soon followed Se-un’s words.

Park Jeong-pil, who arrived at the scene after being called.

“Keuheuhe. You guys dared to mess with our hyung-nim [older brother], is that right? Shall we start ‘educating’ you all together?”

“E, education?”

“Keuheuhe. Yes, it will be a very enjoyable education!”

He began to spread the pent-up anger he had suffered from Se-un… no, ‘education’ to the people.

Before long, the guys who had received Park Jeong-pil’s mental education lowered their heads and limped back to their residences.

* * *

On the way to where the king was.

He lightly looked around, but the scenery he saw was no different from before his regression.

People were skinny because they couldn’t eat properly, and their hands were calloused from digging the ground all day.

Children were not visible, and their faces were darkened as if they were exhausted.

‘Is it still the same?’

Se-un felt regret that the 30th floor trial might not have been connected and the end might not have been averted.

Everyone was wary of outsiders and avoided the road, so he was able to reach his destination quickly.

“Stop!”

Two soldiers raised their spears and blocked the way.

They were properly armed, but the dust on their armor showed that the level of maintenance was a mess.

Their tone was somewhat intimidating, but their voices lacked strength and their faces were covered with annoyance and fatigue.

“This is His Majesty’s residence. Outsiders are not allowed.”

“I came at the king’s invitation.”

“Invitation? There’s no way His Majesty would invite an outsider…”

“Wait. Could it be that person? The one the people who came in two days ago were talking about.”

“Ah, that nonsense about breaking the meteorite. To believe such delusions. His Majesty…”

Fortunately, they seemed to know that Se-un had been invited.

A pointless war of nerves broke out, but when Se-un didn’t respond, one of the soldiers frowned and turned around.

As if confirming something, one of the servants came and guided him.

“Please come this way.”

“Okay.”

“But, is it true? That you broke the meteorite…”

“That’s right.”

“…Really? Then the surface hasn’t been destroyed?”

“I don’t know about that.”

“I see… Please go through this door. His Majesty has high expectations.”

The door was not very luxurious.

Just because it was the king’s residence didn’t mean it was particularly grand; it just seemed safer and more solid than other places.

Squeak.

The room inside the door was the same.

There were no decorations on the iron walls, and only glowing stones provided a faint light.

The only thing that seemed to belong to the king was the throne at the end of the room.

It was a throne made of gold and jewels, but it didn’t look very beautiful because it hadn’t been properly maintained.

“I greet the king.”

“So, it’s you. Blood Wolf… was it?”

“That’s right.”

Se-un bowed his head.

Blood Wolf. It was not only called that in the Diablo Clan, but it was also an alias that he always saw in system messages, so he was now used to it.

“It seems your body has recovered safely. Raise your head. It’s just a position that only has a name left anyway. I have no intention of receiving formalities from outsiders.”

When he raised his head, he could finally see the king’s appearance.

He was wearing a dragon robe with a beautiful golden dragon drawn on it, but it was also covered in dust and had lost its light.

Rather than a golden dragon, it looked more like an earth dragon.

Just because he was a king didn’t mean his physical condition was good.

His cheeks were sunken, and he looked even thinner than the soldiers guarding the entrance.

‘He’s the late king, it seems.’

Before his regression, he had never witnessed the king of the fourth shelter, but he had heard rumors.

From the beginning, the Last Fortress was the place that people dreamed of the most, also called the City of Happiness.

As such, the king there was famous as a wise king.

He cherished the citizens like his own children and did not receive special treatment just because he was a king.

He heard that the dragon robe was also a gift that the citizens had given to the king.

“I won’t say much. I’ll get straight to the point. Is it true that you broke the meteorite?”

As far as Se-un knew, all the citizens here had taken refuge in the underground bunker before the meteorite fell.

Not only meteorites but also typhoons and tsunamis, the world was already on the verge of destruction.

Because of that, no one knew about the situation on the surface.

“That’s right.”

Se-un quietly nodded his head.

There was no way to prove it anyway, but he was just telling the truth.

“Then, hasn’t the surface been destroyed?”

The king’s question was the same as the servant who had guided him here.

The people living in the underground bunker were largely divided into two categories.

One was the people who adapted to this dark underground and were busy living day by day.

The other was the people who still had lingering attachments to the surface even in this sewer-like situation.

The wise king in front of him was the latter.

And soon, the king, with a solemn and calm gaze, quietly recited to Se-un.

“Then… would it be possible to ask you to search the surface?”