. Prospects of the 7th Guild (3) Title
'You're a low-level manager... .'
This is going to be fun
Jinhyuk glanced at one side.
Seeing that the small people's managers were gathered together with the Chinese and Samurai Guilds, there must have been some scheming.
And as if to prove that expectation.
jerk.
Kaman slowly approached Jinhyuk's place.
Haha. How are you enjoying our prom?
Kaman laughed softly.
When you look at it like this, you just look like an innocent and cute little kid.
Like a unicorn, even the horns protruding from between the semi-curly hairs were cute.
However, the bright yellow eyes with cruelty were far from innocence.
Yes. Thanks to you, I'm having a good time.
I'm glad you did. I'm really glad you did.
Kaman nodded.
However, Jinhyuk knew.
that those words were never meant to be.
But, thanks to you, we don't feel comfortable in cultivating spirits. I heard that they made a half-body so that one of my guests could not even walk.
Oh my. Was that friend so badly hurt? I'll have to send some flowers later. I heard that Mexican cacti are so popular these days...
Jinhyuk trembled and put his hands together.
Seeing that, the playfulness disappeared from Kaman's eyes.
I understand why you two treat you like a thorn in your throat. Seeing you in person makes me want to shove my horns into the face of death.
I can't help but feel like I'm just listening to humans playing with words.
Had it not been for this place, it would have been torn to shreds at any moment.
Jerrit! Jerrit! Jerrit!
A stinging mana stabbed Jinhyuk's skin.
indeed .
Even if it's a low-level manager, is it a manager?
I understand the anger, but don't you think it doesn't look good for a manager to threaten customers with a namely name?
"You knew that I was the manager did you mean that?"
What, right?
"But why did you act so cocky?"
Is there any reason not to?
Hahaha! Haha... that's ridiculous. Do you know who you're talking to? If I put my mind to it, something like you...!
When Kaman's words were about to become longer, Jinhyuk cut off the other person's words with a single knife.
Leader Manager Kaman. I know it's good that you've made a small contribution, but if you make a lot of comments like that, you'll hurt your nose.
You...! My... what's my name?
Kaman took a deep breath for a moment.
A true name known only to very few in China and the samurai side.
how. How do you know the first person you meet?
Kahman was at a loss for words for a moment at the shock as if he had been hit in the head with a hammer.
What if I'm surprised that you only know the name?
To be really surprised.
At least if you really want to panic .
A relic of a unicorn.
You should know at least what floor 'Lost Horn' is on the tower.
Yes.
This should be enough to make the manager tremble.
You bastard monkey. Tell me how you knew that right now!
kukuku kuk kuk!
Kahman freed mana.
A huge storm raged inside.
The atmosphere quickly became ferocious enough that the players around them all looked at each other.
Tell me! Where are the relics of our clan!
The lost horn is a holy relic that symbolizes the power of the clan.
At the same time, it was also the wounds of failure in climbing the tower.
Although now the entire clan has given up climbing and led a life as a junior manager.
That doesn't mean I've given up on finding horns.
To that extent, the 'lost horn' had a great meaning for the Kaman and the unicorn.
'Well, as expected.'
Jinhyuk's lips twisted slightly.
No matter how much raw meat is, every manager has at least one weakness.
For Jin-hyeok, who already knew and experienced everything, digging into the loopholes of the other person was like eating porridge.
If you try to kill me, you'll get in trouble too, right?
It won't be a big deal just because a person without a modest power disappears. You don't have to worry about that.
It's a little different from what I thought. No matter how you look at it, you're turning an opponent you can't handle as an enemy.
Fuhaha! Who the hell do you think is behind me! There's nothing we can't handle!
There was good reason for Kahman's confidence.
Moorim.
A huge force that exerts overwhelming influence in the 20th floor of the tower.
Even if they say that one player is half-killed here. With the protection of himself and Moorim, the situation could have been subdued.
In the first place, this masked ball was the only stage where the powers of the upper middle classes intervened.
kukukuku!
mana The storm grew stronger.
The players watching around.
And not the banquet hall, but the 'big powers' who watched the situation with interest on the second floor.
Everyone was looking forward to how this would end.
Things are getting in trouble. Are you really clueless?
Alice let out a small sigh.
Although grunting, red blood swirled in the palm of his hand.
If there is a fight, it means that we will fight together.
A being who stands by your side no matter what the circumstances.
It's definitely reassuring to know that you're on the same side.
But not as much this time.
You don't have to fight this time.
from the beginning.
I predicted that the other side would fight, including the manager's intervention, so I prepared a card for that.
right then
What kind of mess is this?
A familiar voice echoed from the stairs on the second floor.
before coming here.
Jinhyuk made one complaint to the clothing store.
There is a defect in the finished product.
[A button on the suit is about to fall off. Please make a quick fix. If you ignore it, I'll post a lengthy review in the Tower of the Crucible community. Of course, 1 star will be given as a service.]
As a matter of course, there were no defects in the product.
I just made a flaw on purpose.
However, due to cute threats, the person who made the product had no choice but to come here.
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