I’m Here to End This Fight - Chapter 419



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Episode 419. Dragon Lair (3)

The expressions of the masters distorted strangely at Yuri’s title.

‘teacher?’

When was the time when that half-broken old man was talking nonsense and speaking informally, and now he’s showing off his manners?

He was a completely unmanageable guy.

So I became curious.

What on earth is this elusive guy trying to say?

“What do you want to say?”

When Do-cheol asked on behalf of the masters, Yu-ri answered without hesitation.

“Please give me control.”

“Control? What control?”

“The authority to command the Gol tribe while exploring this labyrinth.”

Minsu snorted at those words.

“Huh! Even if you hand over control, those stubborn old men will listen to you very much. They show that they don’t like what we say and listen reluctantly.”

At this, the corners of Yuri’s mouth twisted.

“That’s something I’ll take care of myself.”

“… … ?!”

The masters who saw Yuri’s smile instinctively realized.

If we accept that guy’s offer now, hell will break out on the kids below.

At this, Gayeon asked with a slight sigh.

“Well… if we hand over control to you, what would we gain?”

“We will be able to complete this labyrinth exploration safely and quickly. At the very least, within half a year.”

“Bah… Half a year?!”

It took three months to open up just 20%, but you can finish it in half a year?

The masters swallowed dry saliva.

“How can we believe that? How can we believe that you will finish the exploration in half a year?”

“If you don’t like it, then don’t say anything.”

“…huh?”

Yuri, who saw the masters blinking, quickly spoke.

“Do you think I’m doing this for my own good? In fact, wouldn’t it be better for the Gol tribe if we finished the labyrinth exploration early? I can just laze around and kill time, and then get my reward and finish.”

“That… is true.”

The masters nodded.

For the Goljok… … .

No, for the Masters, it was more important to study what they had gained through factual exploration than to explore the labyrinth.

So the sooner they finished the exploration, the more time they had to research, so shortening the exploration time was better for them than for that little mercenary kid.

“Just hand over command for the duration of the expedition. No more, no less. Just half a year.”

“hmm…….”

“Hand over the leadership to me and the teachers just sit back and do nothing… No, just do what you want to do. Then we’ll take care of the rest. Our kids are top-notch in that regard.”

“…We can just do what we want?”

“Of course. To be honest, isn’t that just taking on annoying tasks? Taking care of the people below you, taking care of the labyrinth-related work, and so on? The guys below you don’t even know the hardships of their superiors and just whine. Isn’t that right?”

As soon as Yuri finished speaking, the masters nodded with slightly moved faces.

“Ahem! You know a thing or two.”

“Ah! That’s right! Anyway, the guys below think the people above are just playing around!”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a young man with his thoughts in order!”

“Oh, that was a good thing!”

Yuri, who saw the mood of the masters change, drove the wedge in.

“So, hand over the reins to me. I won’t let you worry about anything related to the labyrinth. I’ll take care of all the bothersome stuff. If you take my hand… you’re free.”

Yuri reached out her hand towards the masters.

White and rough hands.

The word ‘freedom’ was constantly circling around it.

It was clearly the hand of the devil.

If they take that hand now, they will be able to gain that freedom in exchange for handing over the freedom of the children below.

The masters have that white hand of temptation… … .

“Please take care of me!”

“Leadership? Take it as much as you want!”

“Great! How free is this!”

“Hahahaha!”

I grabbed it without a moment’s hesitation.

‘Freedom of the guys below?’

‘Do we know?’

‘Either way or not.’

‘What if it’s not me?’

How can I put up with this when it relieves me of all the hassle and even gives me freedom?

“Hehehehe!”

“Hoo hoo hoo hoo.”

May watched the white-handed demon and the four masters shaking hands with sinister laughter.

“… … .”

She looked back and forth between Yuri and the Meisters with an expression that seemed to be asking if this was right.

‘Do I have to keep getting angry?’

Even if I get angry, aren’t Yurina and the Meisters too satisfied?

So much so that it’s embarrassing to interfere.

May looked at Yuri as if she found it curious.

‘Did he know what he was doing and act that way?’

The Gauls, who inherited the blood of the Dwarves, are usually fiery and single-minded in nature.

Among them, the older the Goljok, the more they became experts in one field, and this tendency became even more prominent.

It was no different for the masters.

For the leaders of the Gol tribe, the only thing that takes priority is high-level specialized knowledge.

In such an environment, how meticulous and selfish would the masters who have devoted themselves to research for nearly a hundred years be?

However, they say that a position makes a person, and as the heads of the clan, they have suppressed such tendencies.

Yuri immediately saw through the minds of those masters and attempted to negotiate, easily obtaining their consent.

It was a rather strange situation for May.

‘You said this was your first time in the Gol tribe’s territory?’

But why doesn’t it feel uncomfortable?

How did they blend together so naturally?

‘Did you happen to know any Goljok?’

May’s eyes, filled with doubt, landed on the back of Yuri’s round head.

***

Yuri, who had received permission from the masters, smiled as she recalled past memories.

‘What Mr. Kongsul said was true.’

Se-gyeong, who used to curse at the masters whenever she got the chance during her childhood.

Because of that, Yuri had no choice but to listen to information about the Meisters even though she didn’t want to.

Do-cheol Walker.

Minsu Ramel.

Seojun Henri.

Combustible Keller.

They are great craftsmen leading the four major schools of the Gol tribe, and they are all old demons who are over 150 years old.

In Se-gyeong’s words, they were all vulgar, selfish, and petty old men who only cared about themselves.

Of course, it was a somewhat negative assessment, but it wasn’t entirely wrong.

Thanks to this, Yuri was able to learn about the tendencies of the masters she had never met before, and was able to easily obtain what she wanted.

‘Okay, let’s get started for real.’

Yuri’s eyes were filled with joy as she looked back at the Goljok.

***

Drumroll drumroll!

Chaegang!

Boom boom-!

All kinds of sounds were entangled in the wide labyrinth.

At the center of that sound were twenty Gols.

Shovels, pickaxes, chisels, hammers, etc.

The Gol tribe are digging through the labyrinth piece by piece, using all kinds of tools.

Surprisingly, they were not scattering anywhere, but were digging in an orderly manner within a designated area.

Considering how the first day they entered Rare, they were in chaos and scattered, it was a truly amazing change.

What brought about this change was a 10-meter long rope tied to the ankles of the Goljok.

A rope so thick that it seemed like it would be difficult to cut with a knife was tied tightly to the ankles of the Goljok.

Those 20 ropes are connected to one huge stake.

Of course, if they untied the rope, they could have escaped, but for some reason, the Gol tribe did not do so.

Just keep your mouth shut and move your body quietly.

How long did this quiet work last without any sound of conversation?

“Oh my.”

Woodduck-.

A Goljok who was digging with a pickaxe tapped his stiff back.

But right then.

Jeebuk-.

A dark shadow fell over the head of the Goljok who was tapping his waist.

When the startled Gol turned his head, Gunther was there with a cold look in his eyes.

“Goljok 31, pickaxing has slowed down.”

At the cold gaze looking down at him, Goljok’s shoulders naturally shrugged and he made an excuse.

“Well… my back hurts a little… … .”

It was a situation that could have been easily overlooked, but Gunther’s cold aura did not dissipate.

“If you feel tired, then get out. There are always young geishas waiting outside to replace you.”

“Wh, what are you talking about! I’m still in good health!”

The Gauls were startled by Gunther’s story and quickly began to dig with their pickaxes.

‘I can’t get out of here already when I haven’t even built anything properly yet!’

Gunther looked at the Gol tribesman gritting his teeth and digging with a pickaxe, then turned around and walked away.

The Goljok sighed in relief at this and continued digging with the pickaxe, slowing down a bit.

And the other Gols who had been listening closely to the situation also worked diligently while keeping an eye on Gunther.

The same situation was happening in four other places.

Knock knock-!

Bang bang-!

Twenty Goljoks with ropes tied around their ankles.

They were busy excavating here and there in the labyrinth.

And at the center of it all were the Sowol mercenaries, watching with fire in their eyes.

A system like that was created a week ago.

The day when all the Gol tribe members equally fainted and woke up.

Yuri tied the ankles of the Gols with rope and declared.

[From now on, anyone who unties that rope will be banished from the labyrinth.]

It is only natural that the Gaul people revolt against his coercive methods of restricting their actions.

But Yuri didn’t even eat the seeds.

[If you’re going to bother me, go to your master and ask him about it. This is something that even those old people approved.]

Of course, the only thing the Masters allowed was to hand over ‘control’, but Yuri didn’t bother explaining this.

Yuri, who had thus allayed the initial opposition of the Goljok, declared the final decision.

[In addition, future exploration work will be carried out in shifts of 100 people per day.]

Out of a total of 200 explorers, 2 groups of 100 and 20 people are deployed each day for exploration.

The Gols once again objected to Yuri’s explanation that the remaining 100 people would wait outside.

But that was just the beginning.

[All exploration work will be conducted under the supervision of our Sowol Mercenary Corps, and anyone who disobeys the orders of the supervisor will be immediately replaced by another person.]

At those words, the Golcot expedition team rose up in earnest.

Yuri laughed at this.

[What? If you’re curious, leave it alone. There are plenty of Goljoks who would rather come in here than you.]

However, when the discontent did not subside, Yuri struck a decisive blow.

[Instead, we will give you a chance to get the artifacts from the labyrinth based on your exploration contribution ranking. Only the top 50 players will be given the chance.]

That remark shook the hearts of the Gaul people.

Originally, the relics obtained from the labyrinth were planned to be divided by field and delivered to the research institutes of each school.

However, the reason the Gols participated in the exploration was because the labyrinth itself was a huge relic, but the bigger reason was that they wanted to find out in advance what kind of relics would come out of the labyrinth.

The relics that can come out of the labyrinth are limited, and there are many competitors.

So, the idea was to find out in advance what kind of relics there were and try to find an opportunity to secure them.

This will allow us to determine the direction of our research ahead of others.

‘What a chance to seize the relics!’

‘This… is something you can’t miss!’

If the exploration is over and the relic is sent to the school, you will have to compete with the entire Gaul tribe to obtain it, but here, you only have to compete with about 200 people.

It was no wonder that the Goljok Exploration Team was drooling over Yuri’s story.

[Contribution will be assessed by 50% individual performance score and 50% supervisor evaluation score.]

In other words, performance is performance, but if you rebel against the supervisor, the high contribution score goes down the drain.

[If you don’t like it, get out now. The opportunity will go to another Gol tribe.]

When that was over, naturally there was no further objection.

No, rather, there are some Goljoks who are so angry that they want to start right away.

And now, a week has passed under that system.

Cancan-!

Knock knock-!

‘At least I should get a higher score than that guy!’

‘I can’t lose!’

The Goljok, who had voluntarily entered into competition due to the psychology of compensation, dug into the labyrinth with fire in their eyes.

At truly astonishing speed.

Meanwhile, Master Seojun, who was watching the process from afar, scratched his cheek.

“Hmm, it looks a bit… … .”

The distant past.

If our ancestors, the dwarves, had been enslaved, wouldn’t that be exactly what they would have looked like?

But Seojun quickly shook off his discomfort.

‘Well, it looks a bit weird, but… the development speed is fast.’

As the children below were divided, the exploration progressed rapidly.

Also, although it seemed a bit coercive at first, aren’t the children now participating voluntarily?

There wasn’t really any problem.

There was just one thing that was bothering me.

‘Hmm, depending on their contribution, they’ll be given a chance to get the relics first… … .’

Seojun stroked his white beard.

‘Have I ever agreed to this? When?’

The relics excavated from the labyrinth are the common property of the entire clan.

It was quite a significant event to give an individual the opportunity to monopolize such a relic.

But Seojun shook off his doubts.

‘There’s no way I wouldn’t have told you something so important.’

And if it was such an important matter, there must have been agreement from other masters as well.

So Seojun heard it, but thought he had forgotten.

“Hey, I guess I’m getting older and I’m blinking more and more, tsk tsk.”

It seems like my memory is getting worse.

Seojun muttered and left the place, carrying his luggage on his back.

But he didn’t know.

That’s not the only thing I thought, ‘I’m sure other masters talked about it too.’

And that fact was naturally forgotten by everyone as time passed.

Three months passed like that.