Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Leon swallowed hard.

And yet, saliva kept pooling in his mouth.

He wiped at it with his arm, but that only made him lick his lips even more.

His fur stood on end.

His tail swayed harder than ever.

He couldn't look away.

[ Th-This smell... I've never smelled anything like it before... slurp. ]

He closed his eyes and slowly breathed it in.

The scent traveled through his nose.

A jolt like electricity ran down his back and reached the tip of his tail.

Step. Step.

Yes.

This was instinct.

The kind of instinct that made it impossible to care whether the Constellations were watching or whether he was supposed to hide his identity.

"I-I can't take it anymore, nyaaaaaa!!"

Leon dropped his concealment and sprinted forward.

Then he threw himself straight into the enormous pile of catnip.

Fwoomp.

His body sank softly into it.

The more he sniffed, the more blissful he became.

A wide grin spread across his face.

This...

This was heaven.

"Hehehe... feels so gooood, nyaaaa...."

Meanwhile, Suhyeok and the other three were too stunned to even speak.

Taesu, in particular, slapped his own cheeks repeatedly, as if convinced he'd seen something wrong.

It didn't take long for him to realize this was reality.

"Wh-Why is that guy here? H-Hyungnim...?"

"...Wow."

Yumi stared blankly.

"This is honestly more shocking than what just happened."

"I-I know. Why is he... here?"

Suhyeok watched Leon, who still hadn't come back to his senses.

He let out a deep sigh and shook his head.

"...We're screwed."


I dragged Leon away from the catnip and moved elsewhere.

After I finished explaining the situation, everyone seemed to understand, more or less.

Leon, having finally come back to his senses, was currently pressed against the wall with both hands raised as punishment.

"...So you're saying he's been traveling with us this whole time?"

Taesu stared at him.

"Because of some contract with Hyungnim?"

  • LMAOOOOOOOO

  • This is way too funny lol

  • Good thing they dragged him somewhere else. Otherwise he'd still be buried in that catnip lol

  • This is the first time I've ever seen an Administrator act like that hahaha

At least most of the reactions are positive.

If it had been any other Administrator, this could've turned into a serious problem.

People would've accused them of colluding with a Player.

Leon seemed to be getting a pass because his situation was unusual.

When I gave him a cold look, Leon folded his ears and awkwardly cleared his throat while avoiding my eyes.

Taesu studied Leon closely.

Then he rubbed his chin with a conflicted expression.

"Hm. This is troublesome."

"I'd planned to beat you senseless if I ever saw you again, but now that we've actually met..."

"...!"

Leon seemed to remember everything Taesu had said before.

He immediately became wary and shouted.

"D-Don't stare at me like that, nya! How rude for a human, nya! Lower your gaze to my level, nya!"

"Shut up, Leon."

"Ugh.... Why are you only mean to meee?"

While that was happening, Hyuna poked Leon's cheek.

Then she quietly pulled out a Churu she'd taken from the café.

"Want some?"

The moment she held it in front of his face, Leon's guard dropped instantly.

"R-Really, nya? Thank you, nya!"

He leaned in to lick it.

Then our eyes met again.

His pupils shook.

Leon quickly snapped his head away and shouted.

"...N-No! Ahem! Take that away, nya! You think I'll fall for such a cheap trick, nya? Dream on!"

Then Yumi walked over beside Taesu.

She pinched both of Leon's cheeks.

"Ubehbehbeh...."

"Hmm."

She smiled coldly.

"What should I do to this arrogant cat to finally feel satisfied? You've been following us around this whole time, huh?"

Smack.

"H-Human, don't get cocky, nya! You're not Lee Suhyeok! You think I'd bow my head to people like you? With just one claw, I could-"

"But you said you can't kill us."

Leon froze.

Yumi tilted her head.

"Then aren't you basically just a cat beastkin now?"

"..."

"W-What nonsense is that, nya?! Who said such r-ridiculous...?"

A cold silence descended.

Leon swallowed.

A moment later, in front of everyone, he dropped to the floor in a deep bow.

"P-Please forgive me, nya! I'll behave from now on, nya!"

I checked something briefly, then looked at Leon.

"Leon. What happened with the task I gave you before?"

"Hm? Ah, you mean the message I told them to send to the 10th floor, nya?"

He scratched his cheek.

"That's confusing me too, nya. It's already been several days, but there's been no reply, nya."

He snorted.

"That pig bastard is probably just slow, nya."

A while ago, Carlson and Bens had reported the situation to me.

Part of the mine was already undergoing trial operation.

They'd even begun supplying Dolkin.

Mass production would take some time, but everything should proceed without issue at this rate.

"Tsk. Why is a simple greeting taking this long?"

Leon shrugged.

"Uji will probably bring the message soon, so don't worry too much, nya."

I couldn't afford to be careless.

I needed to prepare for the possibility that something had gone wrong.

Once I'm done here, I should head back down to the 10th floor.

Taesu pointed toward the catnip.

"Hyungnim, what are you planning to do with all that?"

"As we just saw, it seems highly addictive."

"Don't worry."

I answered calmly.

"As long as people don't ignore the proper dosage like someone did, there won't be a problem."

Leon flinched.

"A-Ahem. Why phrase it like that, nya? Anyone can make a mistake, nya."

Then he glanced toward the catnip.

"Speaking of which, maybe I could have just a little more...."

Everyone's gaze immediately turned toward him.

Leon began whistling.


Several days passed.

The date of my meeting with Piyong was drawing close.

The catnip had been safely delivered to Myoga.

At first, the half-beasts had completely lost themselves to it.

But perhaps because they were half-beasts, they recovered their senses fairly quickly.

"Wow."

Taesu stared ahead.

"Look at that line. It's only been a few days, and it's already this long."

The café was packed.

Beastkin and half-beasts alike stood together in a long line.

Every customer who walked out wore an expression of pure bliss.

"I-I feel so goooood...."

"Sniff, sniff... I want to keep smelling it...."

"And this Churu stuff is i-insane too! I-I can't stop licking it!!"

Watching from a distance, Yumi struggled not to laugh.

"Pfft... ahahaha."

She glanced at me.

"The person who made everything is standing right here, and nobody even cares. That's kind of cruel, don't you think?"

"..."

Taesu grinned.

"That name recognition is something else, Hyungnim. I'm jealous."

"Pfft. I know I shouldn't laugh, but that slogan is way too funny."

A huge poster hung over the main entrance.

[Churu that'll make even a crying child burst into a smile! Catnip you can never escape once you smell it!]

[Player Lee Suhyeok! What a man! What a hero!]

My name was plastered all over it.

And apparently, posters just like this had been put up throughout the kingdom.

"Lee Suhyeok! Lee Suhyeok! Lee Suhyeok!"

Now beastkin and half-beasts were even chanting my name.

The three beside me turned away, shoulders shaking as they desperately held back laughter.

Even the Constellations joined in.

  • LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

  • Public execution by embarrassment lol

  • Who could've expected them to advertise it like that hahahaha

  • (crying from laughter) P-Please stop... hahahahaha!!

[Several Constellations give the advertisement two enthusiastic thumbs-up.]

[Your fame is rapidly increasing throughout the 30th-floor kingdom.]

[The favorability of the 30th-floor beastkin toward you has changed to ‘Friendly’.]

[Achievement ‘Irresistible Man’ has been updated.]

...This is driving me insane.

Still, it wasn't entirely pointless.

More franchise locations were opening.

That meant my profits would continue increasing.

Is that really all you want from the contract? Twenty percent of total profits?

Yes.

Couldn't you take more? We're using ingredients you supplied for nearly everything right now.

We had more than enough catnip.

Enough to last for at least five years.

Churu wouldn't be a problem either once mass production began.

For now, expansion mattered more.

Increasing my share of the profits could come later.

Clang! Clang!

I stopped walking.

The sound of hammering metal rang out.

Even from the entrance of the street, I could already feel the intense heat.

[ Ugh, the smell of iron is awful, nya. ]

"Hoh. So I can see you even while you're concealed now."

Taesu glanced at Leon.

"Is this how you've been following us around, Sir Cat?"

[ Hmph. Do you really need to ask something so obvious, nya? You really are as stupid as you lo- ]

Leon froze.

His eyes met Yumi's.

He quickly turned his head away.

Then, in a voice barely louder than an ant crawling, he muttered,

[ T-Tch. They really think they're something special, nya.... ]

At the very end of the street stood a massive workshop.

Inside, everything was busy.

A wolf beastkin commanded the entire operation while several other wolves below him hammered away furiously.

"What business do you have here?"

The wolf looked over.

"You must be those Players everyone's talking about."

He snorted.

"Too bad. We're closed today. Leave."

"I'd like to borrow your workshop for a while."

"...What?"

The wolf blinked.

"A bunch of outsiders wants to do what?"

"Borrow the workshop."

The blacksmiths inside burst out laughing.

The 30th floor.

Before my regression, this place had eventually become known as the City of Blacksmiths.

And the reason it earned that title, rather than some dwarven village, was because of one blacksmith's technique.

Engraving.

Special patterns carved into weapons to grant blessings to their users.

The type and strength of those blessings depended entirely on the blacksmith.

Engraving wasn't an ability like a Trait.

It was closer to an innate talent.

Something like smithing itself.

"Hey, did you not hear me?"

The wolf frowned.

"If you want a weapon, go find some other workshop and have them make you something."

"This place isn't for the likes of you."

The wolf beastkin standing before me.

The blacksmith who would one day turn this place into the City of Blacksmiths.

Sart.

Thud.

"What is this...?"

I took a sack from my inventory and dropped it onto the floor.

It was filled to the brim.

With the highest-grade iron mined on the 10th floor.

"I have materials."

I looked at him.

"Just lend me a space, and I won't bother you any further."

"...!!"

Sart's eyes widened at the ore.

The other blacksmiths inside reacted the same way.

Their faces went blank with disbelief.

"I-I've never seen iron of this quality before...."

"Wh-Where did you even get this?"

My meeting with Piyong wasn't far away.

To perfectly perform Divine Artifact Enhancement, I needed to master Sart's Engraving.

And for that...

I needed his teachings.

Somehow, I had to win him over.

"...Fine."

Sart crossed his arms.

"But if I decide your skill is pathetic, I'm throwing you out immediately."

He narrowed his eyes.

"No complaints, right?"

"None."

I answered calmly.

"Because that won't happen."

"Hah."

Sart scoffed.

"Let's hope you're not all talk."

He pointed to the equipment nearby.

"Do you have your own tools? If not, use this."

A hammer was handed to me.

It looked old from years of use.

Yet it also carried the unmistakable refinement of a veteran craftsman's tool.

I sat down at an empty workspace.

Then I wrapped my hand around the hammer and steadied my breathing.

I raised it high.

CLANG! CLANG!

Precise strikes.

Heat washed over my entire body during the forging process.

I ignored it.

The hammer continued falling.

Hours passed in what felt like an instant.

Hissssss.

"The weapon's finished."

Everyone stared.

Sart's eyes trembled violently.

"H-How can a mere Player have that kind of skill...?"

"Isn't that almost m-master craftsman level?"

"It felt like watching Lord Sart himself!"

"Then you're saying some human is as skilled a blacksmith as Lord Sart...? That's impossible."

But I wasn't finished.

I flipped the hammer around.

The opposite end was sharpened like a carving knife.

It had probably been specially designed for engraving.

Sart froze.

"...Don't tell me."

Engraving was a technique Sart had poured his entire life into.

After his death, it vanished from the Tower.

No one had ever successfully replicated it.

Not even Dolkin, a Climber.

What I was about to perform was only an imitation of part of the completed technique.

Still...

I glanced over my shoulder and met Sart's eyes.

You'll be shocked.

Your incomplete technique is about to appear in my hands.

[‘Engraving’ is being carved into Unique Item ‘Nameless Dagger’.]

[Engraving successful.]

[Low-Grade Engraving ‘Blessing of Shadows’ has been applied.]

"...!!"

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