Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: Kania Merchant Group's Gift (2)
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Chapter 21. Kania Merchant Group's Gift (2)
4.
Fried.
He was one of the Six Heroes, and even among them, the most special existence.
The other five heroes themselves had said it.
“Fried was the true hero.”
Without Fried, the Six Heroes never would have been born.
So when Fried vanished, people grieved more than ever before.
At the same time, they wished harder than ever.
“A successor to carry on Fried’s legacy must appear!”
Hoping for the birth of someone to succeed him.
That was why adventurers showed such an unusual obsession with Fried’s legacy.
In time, Fried’s legacy appeared in the world.
And the world learned the truth.
Fried’s legacy could only be wielded by one he himself had recognized.
‘Only Dragon Master Evan, right?’
Among those El Pam knew, Dragon Master Evan was the only one who had earned that recognition.
Fried’s legacy belonged solely to him.
Hum!
But right now, that very legacy of Fried was trembling in El Pam’s palm.
Of course, it might just be a minor omen.
It might not prove El Pam had Fried’s recognition—more likely some odd phenomenon the ring was displaying.
One thing was certain.
Try wearing the ring.
Swish!
The instant he slipped it on, El Pam felt it.
‘It’s absorbing my magic power.’
Fried’s ring was devouring the mana he released, without the slightest hesitation.
El Pam had received Fried’s recognition.
That realization gave El Pam pause.
It was a development he couldn’t have predicted—or even imagined.
Yet here, El Pam didn’t ask why.
‘I’ll never know the reason.’
Not unless Fried himself returned alive before his eyes, answering that question was impossible.
No need to dwell on it now, either.
‘Either way, now I can wield Fried’s legacy.’
What mattered was the opportunity it gave El Pam.
And he needed that opportunity now more than ever.
‘First, check the ring’s powers.’
El Pam already had his next stage mapped out.
5.
After Ibok’s murder, the Kania Merchant Group’s first move was to publicize the Mystic Gates they owned.
Especially their most valuable ones.
“Why the sudden change?”
It wasn’t strange.
“Better to hand them over than let them get stolen.”
Mystic Gate ownership ultimately went to the strongest.
The headless Kania Merchant Group’s gates were obvious targets for adventurers.
And in their current chaos, they couldn’t defend them properly.
If they lost even the hidden ones?
“It’s not just about saving face—they’d have to retaliate… what a headache.”
Just more headaches on top of their existing ones.
No one was surprised.
“Kania Merchant Group revealed a 300-man gate!”
But a 300-man gate changed everything.
“Yellow rank?”
“Kania was sitting on something massive.”
A yellow-rank 300-man Mystic Gate was worth a fortune.
It guaranteed unique items tailored for at least 4th Circle adventurers.
“Every notable party on Victoria Island will show up, right?”
“Not just there—Ossyria Continent too.”
Countless adventurers across Maple World coveted it.
“Stuck 4th Circles are a dime a dozen.”
“Same for 3rd. Talented ones piling up.”
Many 3rd and 4th Circle adventurers hadn’t advanced in ages.
Not one or two years.
Over a decade, stuck in place.
“They’ll all flock here.”
“But no authority, right? Top 10 merchant groups manage them.”
“What? Kania forfeited rights. Open to anyone now.”
“Huh?”
“Yeah. If the top 10 claimed it, freelancers stay quiet?”
A gathering of such adventurers became possible.
Expectations soared from every angle.
“Sleepywood Family’s here!”
“Perion warriors! Fist-Clenched-Stand-Ups too!”
“White-Clad Mages! Ellinia’s White-Clad Mages!”
“Henesys archers!”
Those living up to the hype began arriving in the harbor city of Lith.
“Ariant adventurers!”
“Those are Elnas folks?”
Not just Victoria Island—even famed adventurers from across the sea in Ossyria.
“Lion King’s Castle! Lion King’s Castle adventurers!”
Even from Knox Kingdom, the Elnas overlords.
People started wondering.
“300 spots won’t cut it.”
Who’d actually enter the 300-man gate?
Debates erupted.
The nine merchant groups excluding Kania declared first.
“Each takes at least 20 spots.”
Claiming 180.
Normally, that’d stick—the top 10’s dominance in Lith and Victoria Island was absolute.
Not this time.
With Kania out, any adventurer could challenge it.
Freelancers countered.
“Skill and titles decide.”
The top 10 had no reason to yield.
Freelancers were freelancers—light on backing.
“I am Ibaras of the Cygnus Knights’ 15th Knight Order.”
Problem was the Cygnus Knights stepping in.
“Cygnus Knights desire this proceed without incident or conflict.”
Their involvement made sense.
Lith Harbor had seen too many incidents lately.
Especially Sleepywood’s 100-man gate disaster—Cygnus trainees died.
The Knights couldn’t ignore it.
Then Kania’s owner Ibok murdered?
Maple Alliance had to act.
“Top 10, maximum cooperation, please.”
They watched the top 10 closely.
Obvious who gained from Ibok’s death.
Qualifications went to those with skill and titles.
Objections followed, naturally.
“One 4th Circle, four 3rds?”
El Pam’s party entering? Adventurers griped.
“No yellow-rank clears?”
Parties with over 100 yellow adventures still short.
“Gapor recommendation or not, this is excessive.”
Fresh 4th Circle and sub-4th rookies?
Backlash inevitable.
“Boss, this ain’t gonna fly.”
Even Dibo couldn’t argue back.
They didn’t qualify, plain and simple.
“No issue. Titles cover it.”
El Pam stayed calm.
“Titles?”
“100-man gate survivor. Eagle Eye’s Tomb conqueror. Jack Rich legacy inheritor.”
El Pam’s party titles were irreplaceable—even a decade wouldn’t match them.
“Boss, big deal, sure—but light for a 300-man gate, no?”
Still lacked weight for this raid.
Worrisome.
“El Pam party? No objections here.”
“Huh?”
“Same. We won’t oppose El Pam party.”
But qualified adventurers didn’t oppose.
Dibo and the crew baffled.
“Boss? How? No one’s objecting?”
El Pam explained.
“You, Dibo.”
“Me? Not you?”
Dibo blinked in shock.
“Famous among adventurers.”
“Famous”—Dibo’s face lit with hope.
If El Pam said so, something big.
“I’m that known?”
“Very. Jack Rich’s legacy inheritor.”
“What?”
Then it clicked.
“Crazy bastards.”
Why no rejection of El Pam’s party.
Why the open welcome.
“Suicide pact!”
Rage boiled in Dibo.
Fair.
To others, El Pam’s party weren’t rivals—walking item drops.
El Pam didn’t rage.
Pointless.
‘300-man gate? 4th Circle uniques at best. Jack Rich’s legacy laughs at that.’
Item greed—that’s why adventurers dove into hell.
These gathered had the fiercest.
El Pam knew.
“Step inside, and the gamble starts.”
6.
Under everyone’s gaze, members finalized.
“Now to Henesys, 300-man gate site. Cygnus Knights escorting.”
Cygnus Knights led them.
“No tails permitted, by Cygnus Knights’ name.”
Clean march.
Statement of intent.
Zero tolerance for mishaps.
The will held firm—no one among the 300 defied.
En route, no deviations.
They arrived.
“Golden! Yellow portal, pure gold!”
Before Kania’s hidden yellow-rank 300-man gate, uniques within.
The 300 adventurers’ eyes burned with greed.
For treasures beyond. For titles from conquest. For all it promised.
One exception.
El Pam stared coldly, greed absent.
He’d foreseen it.
‘Hell awaits.’
Portal crossed, Cygnus leash gone, inside a black box—anything possible.
Reality hit fast.
300 adventurers filing through the portal into the gate.
Into a forest of black trees—the moment Ariant’s Hassan spoke.
“Everyone, I’ve a proposal.”
To the group.
“You’ve made it this far—got uniques, right? How about we gamble them?”