Chapter 53
Chapter 53
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Warrior Creates the Third Training Method
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Now I've installed magic tools throughout every corner of my dungeon.
I returned to the boss room and informed Karian of this fact.
But eating snacks without me!!!
"Here's Brother Balak's share."
"Oh, then it's all good."
Damn it! I trusted you, Second Bro!
I almost felt hurt there!
Anyway, thanks to my efforts, we were able to gather information much faster than expected.
"But how do we process all this massive amount of data?"
"Balak, what do you mean by that?"
"I mean, we don't need info on the idiots barging into my dungeon and screwing around."
"Ah, so you're saying we keep the useful stuff and discard the rest. No need to worry about that. The magic tools I installed already include spells to handle exactly that."
Aah!! As expected of dungeon merchants!
They've already taken care of everything I was worried about!
Truly the GOAT.
I could only worship them.
"Instead, Balak, I have a proposal. Would you hear it?"
"Speak freely, Skeleton Merchant!"
"It's about the combat data you're collecting. Could we use it too?"
"Huh? Why would you want it?"
"Actually—"
What, what did he say?!
The dungeon merchants are going to use the combat data gathered from my dungeon to create chimeras and use them as their own troops!
Is this ethically okay?
And there are issues like slavery and such, so maybe I should refuse...
"The chimeras made from your data will work three days a week, or in numerous teams with four-hour shifts. We'll pay them a substantial amount of abyss coins too. And since they'll be made into soldiers, they'll get unlimited freedom, along with various benefits and treatment superior to most races."
"Oh, then it's all good."
Damn!! Dungeon merchants, you wicked bastards!
Dominating chimeras with the best待遇 and welfare!
It's downright terrifying.
Even I might pledge unconditional loyalty under those work conditions and benefits.
I might even develop patriotism out of nowhere.
"That's kinda scary."
"R-Really is, Brother Ferguson."
"That's how you turn one into a total slave, bros."
"So, Balak, what's your decision?"
"Take it. But Skeleton Merchant, everything you said is true, right?"
"Why would we lie to you, Balak? It's all true. Besides, you can check on the chimeras yourself anyway."
"Me?"
"You have that magic tool you got from Bellessa last time, don't you?"
Ah, right, there was that banquet invitation.
I can check on the chimeras then.
"But Skeleton Merchant, when's that banquet happening?"
"Probably within a month or two."
"I see. Then I need to grow even more by then."
"More than now?!"
"A man has to aim for the top once in his life, right?"
The top is just the baseline goal.
The real reason is that a huge number of beings will gather at the dungeon bosses' official meeting.
And at these gatherings, the ultimate unspoken rule.
There's bound to be a power struggle among the bosses at the banquet hall.
I can't get caught up in it, and my bros can't be outmatched either!
Perfect timing since the third supreme training method is about to be created—we'll all train hard together!
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I don't know why my bros shuddered when I looked at them.
Next to the boss room, in a new space, Karian installed the magic tools he'd brought.
"This is the new training ground?"
"That's right! And I have a request!"
"The floor and walls are wooden, right?"
A training ground must have a wooden floor and wooden walls.
This is romantic truth straight from ancient texts of some world.
Soon, with Karian's magic, the walls and floor were finished, lights appeared, and the massive space truly became a training hall.
"Wow, it looks seriously impressive like this."
"Wow."
"And that's not all!"
Added defensive magic to regenerate any damage here!
To reinforce the barriers further, just use defense scrolls with coins.
Antibacterial magic and cleaning golems will keep out any musty smells too.
"As expected of pros."
"You said it."
"I agree, brothers."
As we brothers nodded in satisfaction, Karian must have finished installing the magic tools.
He explained how to use them, and this thing's basically a kiosk?
"So I just pick what to fight on this screen?"
"Yes. If you want to adjust difficulty, go into detailed settings here. Also, thanks to the magic tools you installed in the dungeon, more detailed options will keep getting added."
This is infinite content updates.
Truly, pick-your-poison opponents!
To make this more efficient, I need to lure strong guys from outside into my dungeon.
That way, dungeon merchants benefit, I benefit, and the strong ones get tons of loot from my dungeon—perfect utilitarianism where everyone wins.
A warrior making a world where all are happy.
Feels like I've taken a step toward becoming a great warrior.
"Alright! First up for training is Ferguson!"
"I go first?"
"Yeah, you're the most urgent."
Among us, Ferguson needs the most close-combat experience.
Even if Second Bro's abilities and magic tools offset most grappler weaknesses.
Grappler flaws are pure JOAT, so he needs overwhelming experience and wisdom to compensate.
"But Karian?"
"Yes?"
"Those options on the magic tool screen. Where'd you get them from?"
"It's basic info we provide. I can only say it's thanks to Bellessa's hard work here before. So please handle this magic tool with care."
"No worries! We're not gonna smash it!"
"......"
Why's Karian looking at me with distrust?
Well... from his perspective, I have a track record of wrecking training setups, so I get the stare.
But this time it'll be different!
I blew all my coins installing this!
"So I'll be really careful this time."
"...Repairs will cost a fortune."
"Ahem. Anyway, Ferguson! Test it out quick!"
"Yep!"
Second Bro activated the magic tool via the kiosk, and a strange energy flowed through the training ground as one entity appeared in the center.
"Oho, different from the dream beasts in room three."
"Unlike there, these magic tools are made to create just that one entity."
Magic tools for maintaining diverse ecosystems used to spawn a single being?
Now that's exciting!
Soon, a construct formed in front of Second Bro, who'd finished prepping.
Its shape shifted gradually into a mannequin-like human form.
With a gleaming one-handed sword and hefty shield in hand, fully battle-ready—it seems the magic tool's working fine.
Now that prep's done.
The monumental first battle of Ferguson, my dungeon's first hidden boss, was about to begin—!
Pwaaang!!!!
"Huh?"
"Uh?"
What? One kick shatters the shield and vaporizes the construct?
As everyone blinked awkwardly, I wondered if Second Bro set it too low.
"Ferguson, what settings did you use?"
"I-I picked everything and maxed it out?"
"Eh? For real?"
"And it still ended with one kick from Brother Ferguson?"
Hooks spawned endlessly above Balak's crew, leaving Karian slack-jawed.
And for good reason!
'The current settings are for a floor 40 boss?!'
That's right!! The construct's specs matched the 40th floor boss of the Abyssal Depths!
Yet Ferguson obliterated it in one hit—utterly ridiculous.
But no time for Karian to zone out!
The crew was super disappointed, so he had one job now.
"I'll do after-service right away."
"R-Really, Skeleton Merchant!"
"Damn, I trusted you, Karian!"
"Sob! You're a light in the dark..."
He swiftly retrieved the training ground magic tools and rushed to Alterion.
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While Alterion started emergency AS after hearing Karian out.
Outside, the first knight order to enter the Abyssal Depths got wiped, so the captains gathered.
"No!! This is an exception! Give our kids another shot!"
"Nope."
"Why should we, Lionel?"
"If you're salty, get lucky next time."
"Roland's right."
"Tsk~ First place goes down so lame. Life's unpredictable, huh?"
Who could've guessed Balak would head out to install magic tools right then!
Lionel, whose chance flew away due to this 'natural disaster,' clutched his neck.
But the other captains, in full 'deal with it' mode, showed no sign of budging.
"You'd still have time even after everyone else goes."
"Our lord's already nagging us to hurry back!"
"Ahem."
"You know that and still get greedy... tsk tsk tsk."
"Shut it if you don't want a duel, Roland."
"Calm down, everyone. More importantly, Lionel, what's your plan? Heading in right away?"
"Dunno. The leftovers are all green rookies with crap skills—kinda awkward taking them."
"Fair. They'd probably choke even harder with you there, Lionel."
"That's the problem."
As Lionel said, the only ones left in his order with chances were newbie knights.
Dragging those clueless chicks into that shit-stinking dungeon? He'd be lifting not logs, but the cosmos.
"If only some decent ones were left..."
"Yeah, can't send rookies solo—what were you thinking? Mix 'em properly."
"But thanks to you, Lionel, we know not to do that. So, grateful."
"Yeah, always thank me. Anyway... better than going with rookies would be teaming with you guys. Or maybe snag a famous adventurer and head in."
"Hm? With us?"
"Could be fun like old times if we go together."
"You got that right."
"Sigh... Those days are nostalgic, yet not."
The Bunny Squad sank into war memories.
Sure, there were hellish times back then, but time's filter made 'em golden.
Soon the meeting turned into old fogeys whining 'Back in my day~'
Then, one genius idea dropped.
How about!!
"We just go in ourselves?"
"""Huh?"""
That's right!! The knight captains team up to challenge Balak!
Who'd stop them forming their own party?!
Unlike orders stuck in sequence, they could raid infinitely till the rotation ended.
Perfect excuse too.
"We're not exactly welcome with the rest anyway."
"Yeah, they'd feel burdened as hell."
Like privates eating in front of a division commander—avoids that mess! Flawless cover!
Plus, with a top-notch mapper adventurer to conquer the Iron Labyrinth?
The Bunny Squad could enjoy every bit of Balak's content.
So!
"Kukuku... What an idiotic idea."
"Totally."
"Let's do it."
Thus, the Bunny Squad reignited their wartime brotherhood and rose from their seats.