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Genius Warlock-Episode 123

At the end of the black market, next to the office for Crime Firm employees..

There, a skinny old gentleman was sitting at an empty desk..

He is also an employee of the Crime Firm and is said to be mainly responsible for selling ‘special products’ directly handled by the Crime Firm..

Of course, the corpse was one of them..

"therefore. They want the corpses of the doctor and the warlock.?”

"Yes, I wish the warlock was not just a warlock, but a command class that specializes in corpse manipulation. I also have surgical skills.."

Oliver calmly explained the conditions he wanted..

The old gentleman wearing gold-rimmed glasses followed suit and filled out the documents..

After finishing writing, the old gentleman raised his gold-rimmed glasses and said,.

"The conditions are strict. What do you think of the grade??”

Rating.

Joe explained it to me in advance..

As Oliver ordered, corpses with special conditions were divided into classes..

Of course, the higher the grade, the higher the quality and the higher the price..

It is divided into five grades, and from grade 2 onwards, there are people who have made a name for themselves in their respective professions..

"hmm..… . What about level 3??”

The gold-rimmed old gentleman answered, flipping through documents..

"The doctor's fee is 120 million and the warlock's fee is 200 million. Considering the conditions you ordered, the warlock should receive 300 million won..”

oh my god..… . For the first time, Oliver realized the fear of money..

I never thought I could easily exceed the 400 million won I earned by risking my life..

To be honest, I thought I would live comfortably... .. I felt like I thought this was too easy..

When Oliver remained silent, the old gentleman took off his glasses and spoke politely..

"The product itself is special and difficult to handle, so the price is a bit expensive. We always try to stock up on products, so you can come after saving up a little more. I'm here anytime-”

“-By any chance, can I hear the price for level 4? The condition for the doctor will remain the same, and the condition for the warlock will be changed to only manipulation-command type without any additional conditions..”

A gold-rimmed old gentleman who pauses.

I put my glasses back on, corrected the text, and opened a new document to look at it..

There was a fluttering, fluttering, fluttering sound and then it stopped..

“4Among the corpses of doctors, there is one that happens to be cheap. It's 90 million Rand, but the expiration date is close, so I think I can give it to you with a 10% discount for 81 million Rand..”

"Oh, that's nice.."

"Let’s see… . And I can sell the warlock for 170 million Randa..”

811 million, 170 million. In total, it is 251 million Rand..

It was a big expense, but it wasn't something I couldn't pay..

However, if you include all the other chemicals, work tools, and equipment that I bought earlier, a significant amount of this compensation was wasted..

I was a little hesitant.

The money itself wasn't the problem, but I was worried that if I spent it all now, I might run into trouble later when I needed it..

I also wondered if it was right to spend this amount of money to make an assistant doll..

After thinking for a while, Oliver opened his mouth..

".....I'd like to order two of them. When can I get it??”

Oliver decided to focus on the present..

All I had to do was make more money. It was better to experiment as soon as possible..

I could feel Joe behind me being a little surprised at the rather large amount. The same was true for the gold-rimmed old gentleman sitting in front of me..

"You're buying it?”

"yes. Do you have any problem….?”

“no… .. You can receive the item as early as a week or at the latest in 10 days. The total amount is 251 million Rand."

"yes."

Oliver nodded and answered..

I felt a little late, but given the procedures and rules here, there was nothing I could do..

I thought I'd rather do something else in the meantime..

The gold-rimmed old gentleman spoke again.

"Well, can you please fill out this document for me? And I would like you to pay half of the amount as a down payment now. Because it's a rule."

Oliver nodded and took out a wallet-type bag..

To prepare for times like this, I pulled out all the money from my bearer bank account, and it was a real relief..

Oliver forced the glutton's mouth open and stuck his forearm deep into it..

OMG-?!

I waved my arm around, and after a while, a response came from inside the glutton's bag..

Oliver held the glutton bag upside down like that..

"Kueeeeek——! Kueeeeek——! Kueeeeek———! Kuehhh———!”

With the sound of someone regurgitating what was inside, bundles of money poured down on the desk..

It was easy to clean up because it was thrown out in bundles of bills, but the glutton who was involved had tears streaming down from his five eyes as if he was in pain..

Oliver kept his momentum and soothed him by rocking him up and down even more..

"sorry. little bit more. I'll give you 10,000 Randa later..”

Kuehek 一!

Kuehek 一!

Squeak——!

Finally, the glutton sac vomited everything and became limp..

The gold-edged old gentleman was startled for a moment, but soon regained his composure and began to organize his money..

He began to pile up the bundled bills, checking the amount by touching them with his fingertips from time to time..

After a while. He said.

“1It's 25.5 million won... . That's exactly right.”

"yes..… . Oh, and I filled out the documents here."

Oliver said, flipping through the completed documents..

The only thing I had to do was write down my name and check that the ordered product was what was written on the document..

The gold-rimmed old gentleman said as he looked at the documents..

"Is your name Dave Wright??”

"yes."

"okay..… . We will make sure you receive your order on time. take this.”

The gold-rimmed old gentleman held out an iron key..

"I've checked your face, but I'm giving you this just in case. Just because you lost it doesn't mean you can't receive it, but it will be easier for both of you if you bring it back..”

Oliver understood what I meant..

Security procedures. Oliver answered that he would not lose it and then stood up..

As I was about to leave, the gold-edged old gentleman said:.

"It's an honor to do business with you. Mr. Dave.’’

“..…Yes, thank you.”

Oliver answered, feeling a strange sense of discomfort. Should I be a little kinder??

After finishing his last errand, Oliver left the Black Market with Joe..

As I climbed up the basement and came out of the parking lot, I was greeted by Landa's characteristic gloomy sky..

"Now it's my turn to keep my promise..”

Oliver asked, looking at Joe who was following him. Joe was silent, hiding his nervousness..

"But can you tell me why? Why do you want to fight with me??”

***

Oliver and Joe went to a deserted corner outside District R..

It is said to be a ruin where construction stopped due to a series of incidents during redevelopment, and that Joe learned about it through his work at Black Market..

"What kind of work is it??”

"execution. Those who committed fraud at the black market or employees who stole goods are executed here..”

In fact, it was faint, but it looked like blood stains, as if to prove it was him..

"It's ironic, but this market also needs trust, so they manage it surprisingly thoroughly. We always monitor and weed out tenants who sell defective products or employees who change products..”

"Everyone is very passionate about this work. great.”

Oliver said sincerely..

Working hard was a great and important thing..

Joe narrowed his eyes and looked at Oliver..

“….Did I make a mistake??”

"No, I just thought he was a weird guy..”

Joe answered, taking off his suit and watch and rolling up his forearms..

"Okay then, let's have a fight..”

"Wait. I haven't received an answer to my question yet. Why are you fighting with me??”

"Well, after the fight, I'll answer...!”

As Joe finished speaking, he kicked a piece of brick that had fallen to the ground..

Pak-! With a sound, a fist-sized stone flew towards Oliver's face..

Oliver reflexively swung the quarter staff and knocked away the brick..

Pak! With a dull sound in the distance, Joe, who had strengthened his body with black magic, ran towards Oliver with his knuckles on..

He was faster and more skillful than when we first met..

"like……."

Whoosh! A fist flew into Oliver's face with the sound of cutting the wind..

It was as sharp as a razor, but Oliver barely managed to dodge it by moving back..

"huh?"

"Oh, sorry. I'll borrow some.”

Oliver said after extracting some of the dark magic he put into Joe's body..

It was more of a reflex action than something I did intentionally..

Joe looked surprised too..

"......."

Either way, Oliver extracted the life force from the test tube he kept in his arms, then transformed it with borrowed black magic and knitted it together..

[black suit ver.. 2]

Emotions and vitality are made into threads, tightly woven like fabric, and then wrapped in that state not only on the body but also on the quarter staff..

I remembered the first time I met Joe in the past..

Joe must have remembered that time too, and with meaningful eyes, he extracted the emotion, strengthened his body, and took his stance again..

There was a glimpse of some kind of determination. An extremely serious determination.

Tak-tak-tak-

Joe clenched his fists, took a stance, and started running in place..

My breathing was steady and my eyes were sharp..

In response, Oliver stretched out his quarter staff forward..

A posture that best utilizes the advantages of the quarter staff, a long-armed weapon..

fault! tadadat!

Joe moved. I focused my energy on my legs and moved them surprisingly quickly, closing the distance..

The movements themselves were so flexible and sharp that it was difficult to follow them with the naked eye..

To the average eye.

bang—!

humming—!

Joe suddenly increased his speed and approached. Oliver swung the quarter staff along the movement path..

Even though he swung at exactly the right time, Joe quickly lowered his waist to avoid the attack. As if that wasn't enough, he gathered all his energy into his fist and threw it out in that crouching position..

phut——!!!

The elaborate, machine-like punch was aimed at Oliver's chest with an explosion sound like a bomb..

Oliver quickly pulled his quarter staff to protect his chest..

It's not all, but after the fight with Duncan, I was able to indirectly know where the opponent was going to attack, otherwise I would have been a beat late..

Tongue———!!!

My knuckles hit the quarter staff and made a loud noise..

The sound of metal colliding with metal.

But Joe didn't care and immediately did a bottom kick..

In an instant, he concentrated black magic energy on his legs and increased his attack power, and he was definitely more skilled than before..

Instead of just allowing this attack, Oliver struck down the quarter staff..

If they exchange blows, Oliver, who has high black magic firepower, has the advantage..

But what is this? Joe gathered his shoulders and spun around, narrowly avoiding.

Physical skills separate from black magic.

Oliver asked with admiration..

"Incredible. Where is this-”

—bang!!

Joe immediately threw a punch. Oliver raised his arm to block..

Because he was wearing a black suit, there was no damage or pain, but the power could be felt indirectly. It was a fist that would have turned a normal person into minced meat..

It's definitely stronger than when I saw it before..

Did you do any training? It was amazing.

A surging attack from Joe. Oliver dealing with it.

Every time Oliver and Joe exchanged attacks, the sound of the wind cutting and metal clashing rang out like a storm..

Most of Oliver's attacks ended in dodging or grazing, but Joe's attacks hit Oliver's body properly about one out of three times..

In reality, Oliver is the one taking a step back..

As expected, he was defeated by Joe in a close fight..

Nevertheless, Joe became increasingly anxious and pushed Oliver desperately..

"Ahhhhh!”

Instead of throwing a punch, Joe changed his steps and tried to bodybutt Oliver..

Oliver reacted a beat late to the unexpected attack..

He tried to hold on somehow, but Joe used his weight to push Oliver into the demolished wall..

Oliver's back crashed against the wall..

It was then. Joe concentrated much of the energy in his body into his right fist, then grabbed it with his left hand and swung it with all his might..

bang—————!!!

Oliver flies backwards from the shock. Not only did it fly away, but even the wall supporting its back collapsed..

A fairly powerful attack. Oliver's incontinence and black suit represented this..

Although it was an attack method that put a lot of strain on the body, the power was real..

Swish 1!

Oliver, who fell backwards, quickly stood up as if he was rolling and swung his quarter staff towards the running Joe..

Boom———!

Joe, who was running quickly, panicked and raised his guard, but the guard was opened due to the difference in firepower of the black magic..

“Ugh-!”

Joe's posture collapses from shock and pain.

Oliver quickly got up and swung the quarter staff again, and Joe defended himself, but was unable to completely block the attack and flew backwards..

I found myself driven into the wall I had desperately pushed myself into earlier. He looked quite shocked..

I didn't understand. My skills have improved enough compared to the past, but why??

"hey..…."

"yes?”

Joe said breathlessly. looked pretty exhausted.

"Do it right.”

"yes?”

"Don't look at me and attack me properly. So that I can truly know my skills. Don't deal with it in moderation..”

Words for which the reason is unknown. However, what Joe said was sincere..

His feelings could not have been more sincere..

Complex emotions such as jealousy, curiosity, fear, courage, resentment, recognition, anger, patience, sadness, hope, etc. were shining..

It was a pretty light.

Oliver answered as he looked at the light..

"Yes, I understand.”

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