Chapter 399
While some viewers enjoyed the Q&A livestream, many were quite concerned for Cha Jin-Hyeok’s safety.
-Isn’t doing a Q&A livestream inside a Dungeon too dangerous?
-Mr. Chul-Soo, please don’t push yourself too hard!
As Wang Yu-Mi relayed the viewers’ sentiments to him, Jin-Hyeok felt warmth spread through his chest.
‘I’m just doing my job as intensely as I can,’ he thought.
He was an Eltuber; Q&A livestreaming was a normal thing for him, no different than an office worker going to their workplace or a chef cooking food for their customers. Yet, so many people were worried about him. It was a strange, but pleasant feeling. However, regardless of that, he had to focus on doing his job well.
[What do you think of Mole Woman, not as a Navigator, but as a woman?]
A viewer asked him that.
‘As a woman? Why would I need to think about that?’ Though Jin-Hyeok found the question difficult to comprehend, he answered it sincerely for the sake of his viewers. “I think her ability to use her seduction technique is better than expected. I do wonder why she does not hone that Skill more, though.”
Jin-Hyeok sincerely thought that Mole Woman did not have much aversion to using her feminine wiles, and it appeared to suit her well.
[Are you thinking of getting married?]
“That depends on how well my marriage-related content performs in terms of views,” Jin-Hyeok replied.
Every era had its trends. If content about marriage became popular, he would be more than willing to get married.
[If you were to get married, when do you plan to do so?]
“When marriage content becomes trendy, I suppose.”
Jin-Hyeok suddenly tilted his head, wondering if other people thought of marriage in the same way.
‘Have I become a bit strange somewhere along the line?’
However, he did not think it was too odd. Since he had little interaction with other Eltubers, he simply assumed that this was probably how all Eltubers thought.
Suddenly, Jin-Hyeok received a direct message.
[I have discovered the secret of the Pangea Temple.]
‘Kim Min-Ji?’ Jin-Hyeok thought. Besides Yu-Mi, only the genius hacker Min-Ji could send him direct messages. Normally, he would have scolded her for not going through Yu-Mi, but today was different.
[Actually, I wasn’t the one who figured it out. It was the history genius Yolin!]
“I have received a message saying that the history genius Yolin has uncovered new information,” Jin-Hyeok announced to his viewers. According to Yolin’s findings, this place had originally been a magic school of the ancient Mazique Empire. “Before the reign of the Demon King Garbinu, the three empires—Mazique, Helen, and Swedeen—fought bloody wars against each other. It was quite different from how things are now.”
During that time, the Holy Empire of Helen had attacked the Mazique empire, destroying their magic school and building a temple on top of it. For Helen, it was a glorious victory. For Mazique, it was a humiliating defeat.
[Then, wouldn’t the one who destroyed the magic school and built the temple be the real dungeon boss?]
Considering everything that had happened in the Dungeon, it would be more likely if the Dungeon was named as a magic school. Calling it a temple seemed odd.
‘She has a point!’ Jin-Hyeok’s heart raced.
This revelation excited him far more than questions about Mole Woman’s attractiveness or his marriage plans. Masking his excitement, he continued with a serious expression, “It seems that what we have cleared so far is just the surface.”
He began searching for a way to unlock the true Pangea Temple.
At that moment, an Assassin covered Dist’s mouth and hid in the shadows. Startled, Dist tried to elbow the Assassin in the solar plexus, but his physical abilities were no match for the Assassin’s.
‘These cowards!’ Dist thought. ‘Do they want to take me out because they are afraid of my prowess? How typical of these sneaky Assassins.’
However, the Cyril Assassins had not betrayed Dist. One of them gestured ‘Shh!’ and retreated deeper into the shadows.
“Stay still, Dungeon Destroyer. It seems Chul-Soo’s sneaky tactics have begun,” one Assassin whispered. No one knew Assassins better than other Assassins. Hiring Assassins to counter other Assassins was common sense. “Chul-Soo has hired an Assassin. A terrifying one at that.”
***
Samuel Maier, the head of the Maier Family, was shocked.
‘He has stationed Assassins here?’
No one knew Assassins better than other Assassins. Samuel realized Chul-Soo was far more meticulous than he had expected.
‘About three of them, I’d say.’ Being an exceptional Assassin himself, Samuel immediately gauged his opponents’ abilities. They were high-ranking Assassins. ‘Each one is a ranker level. Chul-Soo must have poured an enormous amount of money into this.’
However, it did not matter to him. Samuel was the head of the Maier Family. If his opponents had excellent assassination skills, he would simply overwhelm them with even better skills.
‘It’s a good thing I came instead of Shevian.’
While Shevian had great potential, he was too hot-blooded and inexperienced. He lacked in many areas when it came to fighting skilled Assassins.
‘I will show them the pinnacle of assassination.’
As he infused himself with mana, his legs became lighter, and his form began to blend with the surrounding objects.
***
Battles between Assassins were never flashy. To the untrained eye, nothing would be visible. They would hear only occasional whispers of wind.
The Assassins recognized each other’s skills.
‘One mistake will determine victory or defeat,’ one of the Cyril Assassins thought. That one mistake would separate life from death. A split second would decide their fate. ‘We need to be very careful.’
They moved minimally, securing their safety while maneuvering stealthily. Though their battle was not long, it consumed an immense amount of mental energy.
‘His breathing is becoming ragged.’
Both the Cyril Assassins and their opponent knew each other too well. In a state of extreme tension, the opponent’s breathing became labored. As the tension persisted, his stamina began to deplete. This was exactly what the Cyril Alliance Assassins were aiming for.
‘It seems his individual skills are superior.’
‘But time is on our side.’
When everyone's stamina dropped, the side with greater numbers would usually win. As one’s stamina depleted, gaps would appear in one’s defense, and with more people, the chances to exploit those gaps would increase dramatically.
Suddenly, the Cyril Assassins heard someone chanting a magic incantation.
“Burn to a crisp.”
Though the incantation was somewhat rude, its power was beyond imagination. It was as if a massive forest fire had engulfed the entire Dungeon. The flames conjured by the Mad Sorceress Fyurel began to swallow the Assassins like the sun itself.
‘Wow, I’m lucky,’ Fyurel thought as she grinned. She was surprised that these Assassins were unable to conceal their presence. It was very rare for skilled individuals like them to expose their positions like that. Though she did not fully understand why this was happening, they seemed extremely exhausted, and Fyurel did not miss this opportunity.
“So, these are the ones targeting my brother-in-law.”
She was angry that these Assassins were targeting the man who had brought her and her beloved together. So, she decided to kill them all.