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Genius Warlock - Episode 80

rumbling rumbling.

As I entered the building, I saw many people..

There seemed to be well over a hundred people, and they all seemed to be problem solvers..

As evidence, each of those gathered here was armed with large and small weapons, and there were various types of weapons..

Some were simply armed with firearms, while others were armed with modified firearms, protective clothing, swords and iron coats, and even modified humans like Murphy were seen..

Definitely unique compared to the gang in District X and the Kimbell Family employees.

But even among them, there were those who particularly stood out. chamberlain.….

"Of course, you have eyes to see..”

A voice suddenly interrupted.

Oliver turned his head and looked to the side..

There was a wide forehead and a narrow chin. There was a shabby man standing with a wart on his nose..

“I was watching that friend?”

The shabby man pointed to the smart man..

It was the man Oliver was looking at, but his hands were made of stone..

It wasn't a joke or a metaphor; it was literally a stone, and even each stone had magical power flowing in an elaborate manner..

“yes… .. What is that on my arm??”

"haha. Is this your first time seeing you? That's a golem prosthetic hand..”

"Golem Prosthetic Needs?”

"Yes, a golem prosthetic hand! It's a new product created by the Golem Guild, and it's currently threatening the wind-up factory's prosthesis market! ....I said too much without even introducing myself. Nice to meet you. It's called shabby. Warlock.”

The shameless self-proclaimed warlock smiled a flattering smile typical of someone who survives on laughter..

It almost felt like he was doing it on purpose to make himself look funny.,

Oliver looked at the man for a moment and then politely accepted his greeting..

"nice to meet you Mr. Chevy. My name is Dave..”

"know. That's why I spoke to you.”

“…? do you know me?”

"of course! Isn’t he a dark horse who is just making a name for himself? It's a new hope for Forest, a semi-retired person in District T..”

Semi-retired? new hope?

Forrest's information that Oliver had read while net sailing flashed through Oliver's mind..

I felt like I had definitely seen something similar before. what was that?

“....What do you mean by new hope??”

A man who introduced himself as Chevy smiled weakly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. It was quite natural..

“Are you humble? Or are you trying to judge my intelligence? Aren’t you one of the young dark horses that are currently active? And dark horses are the big fortune of brokers… ..just like that friend.”

Chevy pointed at the other man this time..

Although it was far away, it was still noticeable enough to be seen clearly..

He was over two meters tall, had uniquely dyed hair green, and had tattoos on his face..

Chevy must have read Oliver's gaze and immediately explained..

“David of the Druids. The most prominent dark horse in District H. Although they are called pseudo-monastics or apostate monks, they claim that they only follow the Enjoyment, a new sect of Druids..”

"Enjoyment.?”

"Oh, don't you know? It's a new sect that arose in the midst of a fight between the old and new druid sects? It is an open sect that uses the power of the druids to realize one's desires. Of course, because of that, it is treated as a pseudonym..”

Oliver, who knew nothing about the existence of druids, could only nod..

Still, I was quite interested, but that made me even more interested in the man in front of me..

"You know very well..”

The man smiled flatteringly again..

"haha… . At least it’s a specialty. Thank you for the compliment.”

"Does anyone else know??"

“others?”

"yes."

Chevy hesitated for a moment before answering Oliver's question..

"Besides that, there are other dark horses. Do you remember the guy with the golem prosthetic hand earlier? It's over there.”

"Yes, I can see it..”

“My name is Arthur, a retired soldier. I heard he was a veteran soldier who received a medal, but he lost both arms during the war, retired, and lived on a meager pension. Then, I got a golem prosthetic hand and started living a second life as a problem solver. Now he's called Stone Fist Arthur, and he's making a name for himself in Area N. He said he single-handedly wiped out a gang in one night..”

Oliver saw a man named Arthur. Around him, there were fifteen other problem solvers who appeared to be former soldiers..

I saw a lot of veterans in Murphy's warehouse and was able to tell them apart to some extent, but then Oliver asked again..

“..…So who is the dark horse in District B??”

“Oh, I know District B participated.?”

"Yes, I heard that four districts will participate in the cleanup: B, H, N, and T. A druid from Area H, a retired soldier from Area N... .. Do you know anything about famous people in Area B??”

"Of course, it's him.”

A man named Chevy pointed to a man sitting alone in a far corner..

The man was wearing a thick cloak with a hood.

“He's the dark horse of District B. Colin from Magic Tower!”

“Are you a member of the Magic Tower? ..… I'm not from the Magic Tower.?”

"Yes, I belong to a group that is not from the Magic Tower. I still belong. I'm just going out for a while and cultivating discipline in order to carry out the teachings of the school. You could say that he is fundamentally different from us..”

A man named Chevy flattered me blatantly..

"That's why I'm telling you, how about you join him along with me? If I introduce it, you will accept it..”

“yes?”

“no.… . Do not misunderstand. Contaminated areas are dangerous places. I don't know if you know this, but it's not just zombies and polluted creatures. There are many predators targeting good workers like us. Looters targeting items or organs provided by the city… . So isn't it better to stick together??”

Oliver looked at Chevy quietly..

Compared to others, it was not easy to read emotions, but even so, I was able to vaguely read their intentions and cunning..

He laughed heartily again and said.

“haha… , . Don't stare at the useless warlock. Are you serious? The druid has already decided to cooperate with the wizard. Is it efficient and safe? How about you join us??”

“.…Can I ask a question before answering??”

"question?”

"Yes, Mr. Chevy, how did you manage to work with those people??”

"Oh hoho... . That's a sharp question. It might sound a little shady, but I know a little bit about that. It's a contaminated area..”

"......."

"I've already participated in this cleaning more than ten times. So let's talk a little bit about the inside over there. Safe streets and places to rest. I even know where the zombies are gathered. I joined them in exchange for this information. So you join too. You will be able to work much more comfortably and efficiently.."

Oliver pretended to be worried..

"hmm… . sorry. I appreciate your words, but it's difficult to go on a mission with people I don't know..”

“haha. What's difficult about it? The idea is for strong people to join forces. What do you think I have in mind? Yes, actually, it does exist. Trying to build a good relationship with the dark horse in District T. I'm not bragging, but there's nothing wrong with becoming friends with me. Even if my skills aren't that great, I'm pretty good at this game..”

"sorry. I learned to think a lot when collaborating with people I don't know..”

"You always talk like a child.”

A third voice intervened..

It was the wizard of Area B who had already arrived right in front of us..

He radiated magic power from his body, a magic power more pure and vast than that of the wizard Murphy met during his mission..

The air became heavy, and others must have felt this as well, as the solvers who had been engaged in a strange fight earlier also hesitated and retreated due to the unusual atmosphere..

Anyway, the wizard from the Magic Tower looked at Oliver intently..

"Hey, fake wizard… ..Do you think something has happened to you??”

"yes?”

“No, the fake one got an opportunity to work with the real one, but I turned it down so I thought maybe he didn't know fractions.."

The wizard's words were sincere. He showed tremendous confidence, just like the wizards I had seen in the past..

"No, I don't look down on you. Just doing what I was taught.”

"okay?”

The wizard came closer to Oliver and looked him in the eye..

I could see blue-gray eyes, and if I could, I would have taken a picture of Oliver right now..

He asked in a voice filled with magic..

"Let me ask you a question. Did you really defeat four wizards from the Magic Tower??”

Everyone's eyes were on Oliver..

"hmm..… . well. Since it's about a mission, I don't know if I should say it the way I want..”

“I think I know how to find out..…."

At that time, the movement of magical power was captured. I wondered if a fight would break out here, but then I heard the sound of plodding, tired footsteps..

"oh my..… . Everyone is in good spirits..”

A calm, yet different voice from the problem solvers.

When I turned my head, I saw a city official in a suit coming in with a soldier armed with exoskeleton armor..

He climbed onto the simple platform, showing signs of being tired, and opened his mouth in a voice saying that everything in the world was annoying..

"Come on, let's do it quickly. Fixer guys.”

***

The wizard thought for a moment at the appearance of the civil servant and then returned to his original position..

The warlock Chevy also laughed heartily and followed behind the wizard, and some of the solvers expressed feelings of jealousy, envy, and disgust at the sight..

It seemed that the warlock who flattered and teamed up with the wizard was unsightly and displeased..

The atmosphere is buzzing again.

Anyway, the civil servants did their job step by step..

Although his voice and emotions were clearly annoying, he explained in detail, even if it was only a formality, the amount of work that solvers must do, compensation for this, and compensation for damages in case of unexpected situations..

“..…This is the end. Do you have any questions??”

As if they had made a promise, the solvers were quiet and didn't say anything..

I was just waiting for this formality to end, as if I already knew how it would go..

Of course, there are some who are bored and some who are a little nervous and afraid..

When no one asked questions from the solvers, the city official tried to get down from the podium..

Then, someone raised their hand..

He was a troubleshooter with a large scar on his face, and he had evil intentions to match his appearance..

“….What is it?”

"me? It's called a chip from Area H..”

chip. People murmured at that word..

I also saw a few people on guard, and as I listened to the murmurs, I could also hear nicknames..

Demolitioner chips, looter chips.

He grinned as if he also enjoyed that nickname..

"I heard that there are people hiding in contaminated areas. What happens if I harm them while clearing out polluted creatures and zombies? civil servant.”

It's more of a confirmation than a question..

The city official looked bored and answered:.

“First of all, let me make one thing clear. No people live in the contaminated area. Officially... Because the city is completely blocking it..”

"......."

"So, you can just focus on cleaning. Since there are no people living there, no one will get hurt.."

"......."

"However, even if someone is injured, it is difficult to investigate because the contaminated area is a closed area. Moreover, since you have not officially entered there, it is more difficult to conduct the investigation itself. So you, too, will have to be careful out there. Even if you get hurt or die, the city's compensation is relatively generous... Do you have any more questions??”

Again, everyone responded in silence..

After hearing the answer, the civil servant ordered the soldiers in a calm tone..

"Well then, please check the number of people and get me to sign the unofficial employment contract..”

"Yes, I understand.”

The soldiers nodded and began to skillfully obtain autographs from the solvers..

Many of the problem solvers also lined up in a familiar manner, but from the looks of it, it seemed like only those who came here came..

Oliver waited in line, signed the documents, took the magic bag provided by the city, and entered the contaminated area..

As I went inside, a ruined version of Area F, which I had seen on the way, unfolded before my eyes..