Chapter 238 < Dungeon Reset 238Usd >

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“…… just like that? ”

A man reaches the mosaic house through the wreckage of the windswept monsters.

He was exhausted.

The man frowned and searched from around the house.

Fortunately, nothing seemed dangerous.

“Is this what the others were looking for? ”

I heard from other participants on the way, that if you look around the dance floor, you may come across an unknown house. T rans la ted by jp m t l .co m

I also heard that if I go into that house and get up after a good night's sleep, it disappears like a mirage the next morning.

When I heard that, I actually snorted.

There's no place like that in a dungeon.

If it's a safe house with nothing, it must be a trap.

However, after discovering the house, there was a great temptation.

‘…… Shall we go inside? ’

This was a bad thing about running the dungeon by yourself. T ra nsl at ed by Jp m t l.c o m

Since I didn't have a colleague to trust behind my back, my mental fatigue was too great than physical fatigue.

He was fine for a while, so he wanted to forget everything and rest.

Assuming this house is safe.

Stop.

The man was about to open the door of the mosaic house, and he had to stop when he felt awkward.

It was because I was too familiar and unfamiliar with the experience of opening a 'door’ in the dungeon and entering the house, except for the dangerous ruins.

However, the fatigue accumulated was so great that I was more hesitant.

Thump.

Yuck.

The moment I opened the door with courage, a warm room light spread out in front of him.

“Huff!? ”

Pavat!

In contrast to the cool, dull exterior, he was instantly overwhelmed and turned back.

A dreadful amount of warm air and fatal comfort would melt over him.

T r a ns la ted b y Jpm tl.co m ‘What a trap!? ’

He stiffens his mind and closest keeps his whole body from relaxing.

The moment I felt like this in the dungeon, there were always deadly traps behind it!

But this time there was really nothing.

This isn't a real trap? ’

The man closes the door to keep the monsters out.

Bang.

When the door closed, the sounds of monsters screaming like crazy have been cut off from the room like lies.

Even that tranquil sense of isolation creeped me out.

That was his courage.

He walked into the house and stood on his feet in front of the porch like a scared cat for a long time.

Gulp.

Hmph?

The man swallowed his thirst unknowingly and surprised himself.

When did I get so nervous? ’

The palms of your arms are covered in cold sweat. Tra nslat e d b y jpm tl .co m

He finally stepped inside the house with a look of pride on his face.

The mosaic house was strangely familiar with modern people, unlike a dungeon.

A short corridor leading from the front door to the living room.

When I walked around the corner along the hallway, I felt like my family was sitting on the couch and talking.

But let's actually go around the corner.

“Hmm?"

In the middle of the living room was an underground tunnel.

Kim is coming up in ruins.

“What a trap!? ”

Pavat!

The man rushed into battle with a sword in both hands.

One is long, one is short.

Attack is the best defense.

The man was the fiercest warrior of all.

T r a n sla ted b y jp m tl.c o m ‘You don't think there's lava down here? ’

Of course not.

It was just a hot spring.

“Ugh! Cool -! ”

[If you open your mouth so much, just take a picture of the lie! Tell me it's hot when it's hot!]

Hmph!

Suddenly, a whistling sound came from the bottom of the dungeon, and a lively look in the man's eyes passed by.

Was there a passenger? It's easier for people. ’

He repairs his weapon and prepares to attack at any moment.

‘Whoever comes up first hits first. ’

When you look around the dungeon, no one is more dangerous than the unknown.

‘No, actually, it's more dangerous for people you know. ’

Suddenly, I remembered the bitter expression on the man's mouth.

Ever since he came to the dungeon, his life has always been about betrayal and destruction.

Betrayed by trusted colleagues.

They're being lured into being sacrificed.

Losing someone you love.

He's crying his eyes out.

I looked like that, but I didn't want to die anymore...

As a result, a man is no longer able to make allies.

‘... Then why isn't it coming up? ’

I stood in battle for more than ten minutes, reminiscing, and then I felt a little sore.

I can think of someone who's waiting for an ambush, but these humans don't seem to want to come up here.

Splash, splash!

[Hehe! Come on! Why is it coming out of your hand? It's not even a skill!]

“Puhaha! Don't you know how to use a water gun? ”

[How do I do that with my hands?]

“Then you can use those hands to burn the talcum powder? ”

[Ask the servants to do that.]

‘…… what the hell are you doing down there? ’

The man looks puzzled.

I don't know, but it was a very exciting atmosphere.

But the problem was that this dreamy, thin air kept pressing down on his eyelids.

I just wanted to sleep because I was sleepy because of the surprise.

I felt so comfortable lying down.

Should I just go down and ambush him first? ’

Eventually, his patience ran out.

He loosens his battle stance and kills his footsteps as he approaches the dungeon.

Then I put out my face slightly and looked down at the dungeon.

What, what, what is that? ’

He doubted the eyes.

A huge thermal bath was set up underground, going down a long staircase.

And there are two people who are splashing and towelling their heads and running upright... ….

No, there was a rabbit with a man.

"Is that a rabbit? ’

Oh, you have a visitor.]

“ ……! ”

Chubby!

The noticeable rabbit squirms and makes eye contact with himself, and the man is frightened.

But before he could react to anything, his manners were quicker.

He pointed his finger at his face, opened his eyes and squealed.

“Huh? A foreigner! ”

* * *

Blonde hair, blue eyes.

Clear, thick neck.

The man was an incredibly handsome, muscular foreigner.

“Wow, it feels like Hollywood all of a sudden. Hello, I'm the owner of this house! ”

“ ……. ”

I was confused as to how a man should react to the uproaring, uproar reaction as if he had seen a celebrity.

“Weal al Youprom? Oh, it's transcendent, isn't it? Hello, what country are you from? What's your name?"

“Now, wait a minute. Stop it...! ”

The man was pressed into a steady, steady state, and he took a step back without even knowing it.

It was very difficult to suddenly fight against the person who looked at him gladly as if asking him to sign.

“Wow, there were foreigners in the dungeon! ”

What are you curious about? You haven't seen him in a while?]

“Do you have one? ”

They're all foreigners to me anyway.]

The rabbit grumbled.

Participants are summoned to dungeons from all over the world anyway.

If the location of the Summon Magic Team is found in Korea, the Korean people will come for a while, and if it is found in another country, the country will be captured for a long time.

“…… Hugh Bernstein. ”

The man was eventually pushed to introduce himself.

It's been so long since I introduced myself to my name that I couldn't hide my ugly face.

“Oh, Germans! Gutentock! Ahpidergen! Would you like a glass of sparkling powder for that? ”

“Is that poison? Or drugs?"

Hugh Bernstein's vigilance grows stronger as he pours mysterious powder into the water with a big smile.

Hugh Bernstein? Hmm?]

The rabbit hovers around him with a puzzled expression.

The name reminds me of something else, but his appearance was completely different from his memory.

[Hmm, weird? Maybe that's not Hugh.]

When the rabbit pulls out a thick magnifying glass and plucks out his face, Hugh Bernstein nods expressionlessly.

“That's right. You remember that nickname. Long time no see, maid. ”

[Hiic? Really? Hugh is the secretary!?]

Hugh Bernstein smiles bitterly as he looks at the alarming rabbit.

“Are you so surprised? That I'm still alive? ”

[Of course! The dramatic resurrection of Stage One dead! Wow, it's so good to see you!]

The rabbit confidently introduced him to Jungdown, who was watching their conversation excitedly.

[Say hello again! Hugh Bernstein! This is the worst weakling I remember!]

“More than me?”

[Don't be competitive in strange places. was a producer, but this guy was a weakling even when he was in combat.]

“Weakling in the field? ”

At this point, Hugh Bernstein looks back down at him.

Just a broken muscular figure.

It was a typical combat straightforward body to mock as a weakling.

[His skill was the type that became more and more impractical as he fought.]

The rabbit remembers his skills well.

Width

- Consume HP to gain explosive power. Reduces HP by as much as use.

[It's a bit like Oh Dong-min, but different. because the more you fight, the lower your stamina. And then I got tired, and my fibula collapsed. Are you really an unlucky fighter?]

The chuckling rabbit gives you a nod.

It was a terrible thing to lose strength in a dungeon.

Skills tire you quickly.

If the skill is not used, the Pokémon will die weak.

When your health is exhausted, you need to get some rest, but the dungeon never gives any rest to the participants.

[But what did that skinny guy in the world eat and become such a muscle man?]

“Don't touch it. ”

The rabbit's curious expression pierces Hugh Bernstein's hard muscles, and he calmly plucks him out.

The rabbit grumbles.

[Eww, you've become so boring without seeing me? Did you have a hard time?]

‘Suffering... ’

At that, Hugh's face became colder and colder.

I was a little embarrassed to meet the rabbit helper, but that was only for a moment.

In his mind, he was already exploring the straightdown in front of his eyes, calculating scenarios to counteract when he attacked himself.

‘Two seconds. The author and my street. ’

He waits for the moment in silence.

I liked the one-on-one situation as it is now.

Avoid and counter.

Or give it flesh and bone.

Depending on the style of the opponent, you can choose between them.

But he's hesitating now because his uniform was too easy to accept.

On the other hand, I was confused because there were so many gaps.

Are you confident in your defenses? Or the type that curses after being careless about their opponent? Or is it the vision in front of you? ’

Estimating different conditions and measuring your opponent is fundamental.

‘Maybe it's stronger than it looks. You can't be stronger than Ryu Seung-woo, can you? Sometimes I have to give up my bones and aim for my heart.... ’

He looks down, pretending not to have any ideas, and ponders deeply in his mind.

What his primary weapon is.

What skills he's hiding.

And why he's sitting gracefully and neatly boiling tea now.

“A Screaming Herb Tea is the perfect way to unravel. ”

“ ……. ”

When I came to my senses, there was a simple refreshment in front of Hugh Bernstein.

“Come on, it's good for your body, so blow on it. ”

Hororock.

To show that it wasn't poison, Jungdown drank tea first, and suddenly it was a holiday to take tea cups to his mouth.

“Kiheeik!”

The moon moon moon!

Outside the window, the maple is still crowded to get inside.

“Oh, shut up. ”

The frowning eyes of the commotion swipe a single scream out of the window and call out to the Shadow Servant.

“Get her out there and keep her quiet. ”

Myeong.

The answer was obvious to the cat, but what appeared was a Shadow Rabbit with only one palm.

At that moment, Hugh opened his eyes to see the Shadow Rabbits waiting in his shadow popping out.

Summon the Devil? I knew all those gaps were a trap! If I'd have jumped first, I'd have been beaten. ’

I knew there was a devil rabbit helper nearby, so I didn't want to be careless.

At that time, the Shadow Rabbit leapt out through the narrow bars and bit down the screaming plant on the floor.

Beep, beep, beep!

“Huff!? ”

Hugh lets out a sudden, sharp scream and shuts his ears in shock.

It sounded so shocking that many maple scattered and disappeared in an instant.

"Oh, shit! This whole thing was a trap! ’

I felt overwhelmed.

But...

Tick, tick.

“ ……? ”

The moment I swallowed the car that was in my mouth, my life melted away like snow.