Chapter 168. < The Gap Between Master and Friend (1) >
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Translator: Seven
1.
About a week after we chased away the snail army, the goblins finals finally arrived at their destination.
[The Goblin Race has returned to their homeland.]
[Quest Clear!]
[You have safely rescued the Goblins from Rimepolis.]
[As a reward for completing the quest, you will receive race pointsâŠ.]
Since it was the reward for completing the 32nd floor, I thought the points would be quite generous.
I only had about 100 race points when combined with what I had before.
âAt least I can find some use for it.â
After thinking this, I looked at the goblinâs homeland.
Guru.
The homeland that the goblins had missed dearly⊠wasnât in a very good state.
To be honest, it would be better to call it ruins.
-Well, thatâs natural.
Bae Hu-ryeong shrugged.
-With no one living in it, the village would be covered in weeds in an instant. When my hometown was destroyed, I went back a while later, but it had already become a jungle.
âEh, that kind of thing happened?â
-Of course. Iâm a man with a great past. If I were to write an autobiography, it would be a masterpiece with 39 volumes in the first book, 22 volumes in the second, and 13 side stories.
âI feel like those numbers are strangely specificâŠ.â
-Even after dying and becoming a ghost I could still write a glorious three part masterpiece. And after you die, when I possess someone else, Iâll add some more side stories.
âPlease stop there!â
I looked back at the old village. And all I could see were weeds. Plants had completely taken over Guru.
Traces that people had once lived here had all disappeared. Now, only a few crude pillars and statues that the goblins had made a long time ago remained with moss covering them.
-Oh.
Among them was a statue that was vaguely familiar. I wasnât familiar with the statue because Iâd seen it before, but because I knew what it had been sculpted after.
White stone. A mane carved by clumsy hands, large fangsâŠ
-They even made you a statue?
It was me.
-You picked a white lion, so they used white stone to create it. Hey, thatâs a lot of work. They did their best.
âI know.â
I looked around slowly, wondering what was so good about this overgrown place. The goblins had put down all their belongings and were prancing about happily. There were even goblins who used the hammers they got from Rimepolis to hit down trees. They seemed eager to make a place to live as quickly as possible.
âIâm not their master.â
The boundary between master and friend. Among all the people closest to a person, I think only their parents had the right to choose.
Parents could act as masters or friends. But that choice was probably not up to the children, but their parents.
âThereâs something I should tell them before I leave this stage.â
That night.
Using the 100 points I had left, I bought an item from the store.
[Purchased âDream Appearanceâ.]
[100 points have been deducted!]
[You currently have 0 race points.]
[All other race points have either been invested or are currently unavailableâŠâŠ.]
I entered Gorkeâs dreams.
âHey, brat. Long time no see.â
-Kirrrr?! De-, demon!
I received a warm welcome.
âHuhu. If you treat me that nicely, Iâll feel shy⊠You must have missed me after not seeing me for so long. Iâm sorry that I canât read your mind.â
-If youâre really sorry then please stop entering my dreams!
Gorke jumped up and down.
-I thought I was going to die last time while fighting those snails!
âHey, you didnât die, did you? Everything that canât beat you will eventually be beaten by you. Gorke, donât get beaten up by the world, you must live a life where you beat up the world.â
-Y-, your mouth is still filthy. How can you say such filthy things? Ker. Whether youâre a god or a demon, I wish youâd speak nicer⊠Youâre so cool when youâre a lion, but you become like this in my dreamsâŠ.
Gorke muttered to himself, an expression as though his fantasy had been broken on his face. I didnât deny what this little guy said, instead I said something else.
âThatâs it!â
-Gork?
âThe goblins are currently filled with sweet fantasies. You have this fantasy that I am your savior, wonderful and perfect, and that Iâll take care of you unconditionally. But the real me is a bit devilish as you said.â
-A bit�
Gorke made a philosophical expression at that moment. Perhaps the first philosopher of the goblin race was about to be born. If he ended up leaving words like, âAll things are made of kerk!â, then students in the future would certainly suffer.
âYou are the only one who knows who I truly am. I am not the god you think I am. Instead, I am more like a helper and an advisor. Gorke, you have the responsibility of spreading this truth to your friends and family.â
-Ke! I donât want to. That sounds annoying!
âIn the last fight, your aura was still unrefined and didnât reach a satisfactory level. Letâs restart your training in your dreams from today. Perhaps a year would be enough time for you to learn.â
-Gorke loves the truth! Gorke will definitely share the truth!
Gorke was brimming with passion. I was happy to see it.
-B-, but I have a question.
âMm?â
-If you are not our god then why does Kekerkker take care of us? Why do you care about us? Why did you save us from the calamity in the beginning, and why did you rescue us from the snails? I donât understand why Kekerkker would do thatâŠ
âFirst of all, itâs because you guys are really adorableâŠ.â
-Ker? Are your eyes broken?
This bastard.
âActually, itâs because Iâm not very different from you guys. Thereâs almost no difference. So if I had to pick a reasonâŠ. Itâs because you guys are a bit like me.â
-Like you? Thatâs strange. Kekerkker is not like us at all.
âIâm not talking about looks.â
I scratched my head.
âIâd be worried about people who thought they look like you guys. To put it simply, I see myself in you. See my greed in your greed, and see my situation in your situation.â
-Gor�
âI care about you, because I care about myself.â
I rubbed Gorkeâs head.
âNevertheless, if you wish to serve me, think of me more as a close friend than a god. I would rather be treated with friendship than reverence. Trust is much better than faith.â
-Friendship instead of reverence, trust instead of faithâŠ.
âRight. Think of me as a close friend that accompanies you from time to time. Wouldnât it be nicer to say âI am a friend of godâ than âI am loved by godâ?â
Gorke stared blankly at me.
[There are signs that the belief of the Goblin Race is changing!]
[The primitive religion âWhite Lion Faithâ is likely to gain a new doctrine.]
I smiled.
âI wish you the best of luck. I have to go away for a while. Make sure to teach the other children how to use aura. And let them know that I want to be your friend.â
-Y-, youâre leaving?
âThatâs right. I brought you to Guru, so Iâve already done my job. Next time I return, Iâll be upset if I find that you were beaten up by the snails again.â
I pinched Gorkeâs cheeks with both hands, causing funny âgork, kerkâ sounds to come out of his mouth.
âYou have to teach the other children aura and what Iâm really like. Oh. And I forgot to say this before.â
âYou did good in that last fight. It was pretty cool.â
I tapped him lightly on the shoulder.
âAll the best.â
Gorke opened his mouth to say something, but I swiftly left his dream. The longer the farewell carried on, the more regrets would follow, so it was better to leave as though we would see each other soon.
[Item usage has ended.]
I woke up from my dream.
As soon as I woke up, I ran out of Guru as quickly as I could. It was the middle of the night, and the goblins, who had returned home after weeks of travel, were all exhausted.
None of the children should have been able to follow me.
âMm.â
Unexpectedly, I found a small presence trying desperately to follow me.
âGorke.â
Heâd called me a demon, but it seemed that he really liked me.
âI treated him roughly to avoid thisâŠ.â
Feeling the heaviness of the bond between people, I moved a bit faster. Gorke persistently followed me, but he was unable to keep up with my speed. The distance between us just grew wider.
After running in the forest for a while, I could no longer feel his presence.
âNow the.â
I shook my mane with a soft âkrrngâ.
âThe other hunters should be thinking about it now as well.â
-Worried?
âYeah. The Heretic Questionner already showed the crazy behavior of staying in the stage. And the tower allowed him to. Other people might think [isnât this better than going out?] too.â
A so-called battle of wits.
âThe problem is, only the Heretic Questioner would do something that crazy.â
Lasting hundreds of years like this?
Hundreds of years could become thousands of years, couldnât it?
âOnly someone who is 130% a pure psycho like the Heretic Questioner would do something like that.â
Furthermore, the Heretic Questioner had been eliminated from this stage.
Because he couldnât stop the great escape of the slaves.
âIn the end, everyone will have no choice but to give up and declare [Stage Clear]. Iâm only hesitating because I might lose out if I declare clear first.â
-I see.
Bae Hu-ryeong nodded.
-Then what will you do?
âWhat can I do? In the end, someone will have to be first, and everyone else will follow.â
When I was far enough away from Guru, I muttered to myself.
âI declare stage clear.â
Swoosh!
White light enveloped my body.
[Stage Clear!]
[You have cleared the 32nd floor.]
[Your compensation will be settled after entering the 33rd floor.]
[Chain layers in progressâyou will be sent directly to the 33rd floor!]
2.
In the next moment, I found myself standing in a white space.
Before moving to the 33rd floor, it seemed that I would have been staying in the waiting area again.
There was a hunter who arrived here earlier than me, who declared [Stage Clear] first.
âAha. Youâre here!â
The Heretic Questioner.
The only one who failed to accomplish his quest who failed to clear the stage waved his hand.
âI was waiting for you! Death King!â
ââŠâŠ.â
âAlthough Rimepolis fell, the rest of the Snail Empire is still intact, but it seems that I automatically failed after failing the quest. Itâs too bad!â
âHah.â
I sighed.
ââŠâŠI had a hard time in this stage because of you. No. Come to think of it, Iâve suffered a lot because of you before. It was the same in the [Tales of Somerwin Academy].â
âHuh? I was pretty calm at Somerwin Academy, wasnât I?â
âIâm sure you think so, but that wasnât the case from my perspectiveâŠ.â
The image of the Heretic Questioner laughing loudly as his ego was eaten by the evil lady was still etched in my mind.
âMm. It was a long time ago, so maybe Iâm not remembering the details correctly.â
The Heretic Questioner put his hands behind his back. Flap. His blonde hair fluttered a bit.
âI worked non-stop for 200 years. I did my best! I assure you, even if I reach the top of the tower, I will never work as hard as I did for the Snail Empire. Do you understand, Death King? I used my full ability!â
ââŠâŠ.â
âNevertheless, I still lost to you in the end.â
âThat wasnât my intention.â
I said.
âItâs a loss for all of usâ
âIt doesnât matter!â
The Heretic Questioner shook his head adamantly.
âFrom rank 1 to rank 7, you are the one who united our companions. I dare to say that the odds were not in my favor for even a second! I wonât embarrass myself by doing a full evaluation.â
The Heretic Questioner chuckled.
âIn the end, this is the limits of my skill! My judgment is worse than yours. My ethics are worse than yours. And my competence canât compare to yours. Iâm relatively incompetent when compared to you.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âThe judgments of the incompetent will lead to ruin. The deeds of the incompetent causes destruction. I donât want to be the one who presses the buttons of ruin and destruction! It is better to leave the judgments and deeds to someone more competent than I am.â