Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Constellation Gallery EP.31
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Far in the distance, entities that didn't suit the daytime came into view.
"They're here."
I stored the revolver in my inventory.
Let's see. The one with red teeth must be the high-grade ghoul.
"Uncle! That archer's different from usual!"
"Yeah."
The previous one had red flames flickering in its deep eye sockets, but this one had green.
It held a long bow made of bone in its hand.
Regular ghouls and archers accompanied it as usual.
Kang Harin bit her lips tightly, her face tense.
Her hands were trembling too.
"Harin unnie, don't be so scared. If you've raised your vitality to 10, you won't get seriously hurt."
"Yeah...."
Kang Harin replied with her face still pale.
"Tulip, you've grown a lot in just one day."
"I have to get used to it fast. The world's like this now."
"Getting used to it is good, but don't drop your guard."
I continued while glancing at what appeared to be the high-grade archer.
"We don't even know about that one yet. Mid-grades had poison, so who knows what bullshit the high-grade pulls."
Tulip's expression turned deadly serious at my words.
I quickly dug through the Constellation Gallery for information.
Ha, it's info alright... but what the fuck is that curse?
Practically no useful information at all.
The high-grade ghoul info from before was spoon-fed, nice and detailed.
Even that seemed to only cover part of it.
Especially after seeing yesterday's post, high-grades each have different core locations? Nothing like that here.
'Upload where the core is or something.'
That was when it happened.
Swish-
Still far off, but Tulip loosed an arrow.
"What're you doing? Wasting arrows."
"To measure the range in advance."
A clear answer that left nothing to say.
Maybe I should check too.
Shuuuwook!
It flew farther than Tulip's arrow before dropping.
The fallen Grave of Ten Thousand Demons returned to my hand.
"I win."
"Agh! Uncle, you pumped your strength way up alone, right? Mine's not even raised and that's what I get?"
"Jealous? Raise yours too."
"Huh? But you said save gold!"
"Save it by raising it."
"But Uncle, my bow's range seems to be increasing on its own even without raising stats?"
Her words made me tilt my head.
Range increasing without stat ups?
Does level scaling work separately?
I let out a sigh looking at the Constellation Gallery.
"You two hold position here."
"Huh?"
"Thinking about it, I don't get why we're waiting."
Then I charged straight out.
Closing distance fast, I threw my sword like a boomerang.
Whish whish whish- slash slash slash!
.
.
The bastards got sliced clean.
I quickly ducked.
The returning Grave of Ten Thousand Demons was the reason.
'Fuck. If I'd tried to grab it, my wrist would've been gone.'
The boomerang sword actually came back.
The sword that flew all the way returned to my hand.
In that gap, the distance closed completely.
I started dancing with my blade.
The cheerful sound of gold piling up.
Even then, arrows flew from all directions.
Duck, lean back, swat them away.
But perfect defense was still tough.
One, two grazed my skin.
But poison? Already immune.
Their arrows were just dutiful scratches on my itch.
That was when.
Sudden what? Forgetfulness Poison?
My gaze naturally turned to the high-grade archer.
That fucker? No one else.
Pitiful to even question it.
'Clear the remnants fast first....'
Red lines traced with every swing.
Sword-black blood as paint, Grave of Ten Thousand Demons as brush, painting the air.
"Juhan! You can stop now! We've got plenty of gold!"
I didn't stop at Kang Harin's shout.
No intention of leaving gold right in front of me.
Boom!
The ground shook, drawing eyes.
The high-grade ghoul leaped in.
I lightly raised my sword.
Slash!
Head came off easy.
Fishy blood poured down over my head, face, defying inertia.
"Whoa, you were total dogshit, huh?"
Grabbed the blood clot—snail level.
Then snapped to.
"Right, gotta stab here?"
Stab!
Only one left now.
The high-grade archer.
As the Constellation Gallery heated up.
I eyed the last high-grade archer.
It had fully aimed at me already.
Three arrows flew at once.
Whiiiish-!
I casually tilted my head.
Arrow passed by my face.
The air-splitting whoosh hit my ear.
"Slow."
I charged straight at it.
Then swish.
Headless body shook, then thud.
Collapsed.
'All that fuss, but nothing special.'
I shook off the blood.
Something felt off.
No defeat notice.
"Ugh, fuck. Knew it."
High-grades have different core spots each.
Decapitation alone won't kill.
Thought maybe fake info, but real.
I looked at its corpse—no, still-living hunk of meat.
Unlike high-grade ghoul, it wriggled instead of playing dead.
No patience to wait.
Sword out, tore it to shreds.
Once, again.
Arms, legs, torso.
Piece by piece.
No core in sight.
No defeat notice.
"Fuck, what?"
I clicked my tongue lightly and gripped the sword tight.
Just die already.
Do I have to go this far?
'Judgment Strike.'
Vision shifted.
Body blurred, one point appeared.
My hand moved on its own, naturally stabbing that point.
In an instant.
Stab!
Split chest cavity.
Inside, tiny core burst.
And finally.
Done.
Purple? No way... not BlueDdongDdong Thanos?
Thinking Thanos talks like that is gross... nah, no way.
I sheathed my sword and collected arrows.
Mid-grade archer arrows, and the weird Forgetfulness Poison ones too.
"What, again?"
Who the hell is this guy—no, this reliable sponsor, chucking huge sums like this?
Got big sponsorship when saving Tulip too, but didn't feel burdensome then.
'Didn't do shit but throws five figures.'
Ah, no way. Playing that psych game?
Feel obligated to repay 'cause it's a lot.
'Fuck off, nearly said aloud.'
Just take it, shut up and say thanks.
Won't get played though, fuck you.
I'll suck that sweet blood dry without showing it.
"Uncle! You're seriously the coolest!"
"Juhan, good work. Thanks as always."
Tulip and Kang Harin welcomed me back with sparkling eyes.
"Rewards for the sycophants."
I handed the collected arrows to Tulip.
"Huh? These have new poison?"
"You can tell just by looking."
"Of course! This is seriously nasty."
"Nasty?"
Tulip nodded and started explaining Forgetfulness Poison.
'Told her not to explain for sure....'
Chills hit, couldn't tell her to stop.