I Became a Genius Mage in the Cthulhu Game Chapter 186

Chapter 186

Episode 186: Bongilcheonpa

“A goblin’s gift of speech?”

“Bahahaha! Yes, the gift of gab. “Mr. Kim will now be fooled by the goblin’s speaking skills!”

Seo Cheon-seul says that and then retreats with a dance-like movement. Standing on one foot, bouncing around or spinning around.

It’s a slow dance.

“But before that, we have to get rid of these first!”

These are probably the loot we captured.

The corpses of the two eunuchs lined up on the floor. They were originally humans.

Due to the existence of the abyss, I was attacked by real Doo-Oksinis who had evil powers, so I became DooOksini against my will.

“They were originally humans. Are you trying to take them away?”

Seo Cheon-seul’s purpose was to capture Duoksini, but it started with the capture of escaped goblins.

There is no need to take care of a fake human originator.

However, Seo Cheon-seul did not stop dancing and answered as if singing.

“Whether it’s one way or another, the loss of life because of Togabi is so pitiful-”

The sequin embroidery on the jacket worn by Seo Cheon-seul sparkles.

“This side, that side, the left and right rooms are the rooms.”

The embroidery turns into all kinds of animal shapes and becomes entangled, as if moving to his dance and song.

“Eh hey- oh so sweet-”

Song Seong-jin’s Lament. It is a funeral song to comfort the dead.

“Ehehehe- eh- ey hee- eh-hey- uh heya-”

He pulls out a huge snail from his arms.

It’s too big to fit in a jacket pocket, but there’s no point in complaining about goblins playing.

“Eh hee- e-heyri- no-ho-oh-heya.”

Dozens of corpses lying on the floor are sucked into the netting machine. It’s probably an artifact that has the power to distort space in a similar way to a stone.

I can feel the jackdaws spying on us from across the alley sighing with regret as they see the body disappear.

But that regret soon turns into greed and turns towards us.

“Well, these guys are wearing a lot of amazing artifacts.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “If we surround ourselves all at once, wouldn’t we be able to take them down?” Whispers about what to do continue.

Waste alley thugs, commonly called jackdaws, are increasingly flocking to the area.

If we don’t get out of here quickly, we’ll have to fight the jackdaws this time.

Despite the situation, Seo Cheon-seul’s slow dance continues for a long time.

Seo Cheon-seul made a noise like “Uh-huh-” and asked me a question.

“Hello, Mr. Kim. “Where should we go?”

Seo Cheon-seul still speaks as if he is singing.

Since I had no desire to direct a musical, I answered normally.

“there.”

Southwest direction.

Of course, in the direction I pointed, there is a dirty wall, there are jackdaws hiding and looking for an opportunity, there are buildings, and there are several small mountains beyond that to cross, but anyway, if you go ‘over there’, you will find Bongilcheon Stream.

“I see – is it a straight line?”

“It’s a straight line.”

“Hello, Mr. Kim. Look at me right here. This is a really damp, dark and unpleasant neighborhood. “Where should we go?”

“Bongilcheon.”

“Uh huh – Bongilcheon – what a wonderful name. Okay, hello – Kim Seo-bang. “What kind of place is Bongilcheon?”

Seo Cheon-seul’s voice becomes faster.

The rhythm becomes stronger, and the sound of drums comes from somewhere? No, I have the illusion that I hear something like a cymbal.

“It’s similar to here. “It was originally a remote area, but as Paju developed, people from outside came here.”

I answered in a normal tone, but even that ordinary tone became part of the song that Seo Cheon-seul directed.

“You know, the Kims couldn’t carry their houses, so they piled up stones and built houses like Taishan – they must have created shadows, moisture, and lots of unpleasant things!”

“that’s right. It’s not as big as this area, but it’s a similar neighborhood. “There are a lot of entertainment districts and gangsters.”

I answered, conscious of the jackdaws targeting us.

“There are a lot of dizzying roads, and there must be a lot of alleys that are perfect for spinning around and getting lost!”

“okay.”

“Eolsu!”

Drum boom – the sound of drums continues.

It’s not an illusion. You can really hear the sound of drums.

“Well then – there must be a dead end alley there just like here!”

“that’s right.”

“Hello, Mr. Kim. “Where on earth is this body standing?”

“This is the waste alley in Gwangtan-dong.”

“No, no, no – this is Bongilcheon!”

There are no more sounds like drums or gongs.

Moreover, even the presence of jackdaws that had been detected in the surrounding area completely disappeared.

Seo Cheon-seul stopped singing and dancing and said.

“Seobang Kim, we’re here now, so look back.”

I followed Seo Cheon-seul’s words and looked back.

“Ehehe- Uh-huh- ehe-”

While I’m turning around, Seo Cheon-seul is making the same old sound again.

And in front of me, not a waste alley, but a dirty entertainment district appears.

“Bahahaha-”

We have already arrived at the center of Bongilcheon.

“The eight trigrams and circles are spinning incredibly fast. “Like Mr. Kim said, I can’t use this.”

Seo Cheon-seul said as he put the Bagua board in his arms.

“Okay, let’s go wherever Mr. Kim tells us to go. “Where should I go now?”

“Since I came to Bongilcheon, I think it would be better to ask the head of Bongilcheon.”

“Are there still such capable people left these days?”

“No, not that one-”

By the way, is this not a generational difference, but an era difference?

“-What I was trying to say is that you have the widest feet in this neighborhood-”

I don’t think I even understand this analogy. The answer may be something like a monster with big feet.

“-I’m going to meet the landowner of Bongilcheon. Just in case, I’m human. When something goes wrong in Bongilcheon, the nobleman is often the culprit, right? So it would be quickest to ask that guy first.”

“Aha, I see. Take the lead.”

We left the dead-end alley and headed out onto the main street of Bongilcheon.

When I glance back, I see that the place where we were standing before (i.e. the waste alley) is no longer there.

There is just a wall of a building.

“Captain Cheongeum. It’s perfect, but would it be okay to just stop by one place first before moving in earnest? “In the same way as before.”

“Where are you going?”

“There’s a big cement factory a little east of here. “Let’s go buy some cement there.”

“cement?”

“okay. “Now that we have seen Captain Cheongeum’s talent, we should show him some of the remaining human talent as a reward.”

* * *

Just as Gwangtan-dong was Gwangtan-myeon in reality, Bongilcheon-dong was originally Bongilcheon-ri (里).

The ‘monster hunting economy’ that formed after the Great Crash 20 years ago created a kind of gold rush.

Thanks to its seemingly relatively safe location on the outskirts of Paju, Bongilcheon has become a place easily accessible to outsiders without special abilities.

On the contrary, it can also be said to be a place where solvers with special abilities can comfortably find a relatively safe rest.

“People who call themselves fixers can make hundreds to tens of millions of won overnight.”

It would be good to save money since it was earned by risking one’s life, but the problem solvers preferred to squander the money they made overnight.

“So, all kinds of Kims are gathered together like this?”

The strange appearances of the problem solvers who came to rest, and the strangers who came from abroad to prey on the problem solvers who had no idea what was going on.

And other races that infiltrated while avoiding the eyes of the Foreigners Management Office.

The languages ​​of each country and even languages ​​outside the Earth are often mentioned.

“that’s right. That’s why it’s such a mess.”

Bongilcheon was unable to cope with the influx of people and the speed of money flowing back and forth, and grew rapidly in a truly deformed manner.

A small mountain and Gongneungcheon Stream.

And there are entertainment districts formed around Paju Samneung, which was originally one of the world cultural heritage sites, slums established indiscriminately, unlicensed street vendors, and various illegal business establishments.

In Bongilcheon, there are no merchants like the ‘Geumchon Market Merchants Association’, which are made up of extremely talented people and former troubleshooters (considering that Tudor belongs to the merchants’ association, you can see how scary the Geumchon Market Merchants’ Association is).

Because there are so many easy-going ordinary people, there are also criminal groups that harass such people.

“Those are the guys called Bongilcheonpa.”

“Such Kims always exist even as times change.”

“Well, that’s it.”

“how is it? “Are they dangerous Kim Westerners?”

“hmm-”

Not really.

Although the Bongilcheon Sect is more vicious than the Triad, they are not the ones that Captain Cheongeum should worry about.

Originally, the role of the Bongilcheon Sect was to provide tutorial quests in Bongilcheon, a relatively safe ‘low level area’.

‘But since the Triads split and became a route for fighting each other, the Bongilcheon faction must have grown quite a bit.’

“Well, anyway, it’s no big deal. “We have a powerful Heavenly Gold Captain, right?”

“Did you say that Mr. Kim showed some kind of talent?”

“I will show you that soon too. “It’s right there.”

Grrrr- Doo-dah-duh-dah-dah-

Doldoli follows behind us. Because it has been reduced to a small size, it is very busy.

‘It’s best if it ends at Bongilcheonpa.’

The most convenient story is that the Bongilcheon faction, which came into contact with cultists in the process of increasing its power, became one with the Duookshinis.

If it is not that development, you have to go to the place where the real goal is.

“Hmm, it’s as big as a decent castle.”

Seo Cheon-seul said while looking at the large building rising in the middle of the city.

“King Castle Club. “It’s a club run by the Bongilcheon faction.”

“So, Mr. Kim, what are you going to do? “Looking at it, there’s a lot of Kim people buzzing inside.”

It is daytime now.

Since it is not business hours, the people in there are probably not customers but thugs from the Bongilcheon Sect. The number is – 88 people?

“Okay, is it time to beat up the innocent Kims?”

“No, even if the people here are not related to the Douoksini, it would be a bit unfair to say they are innocent people.”

Bongilcheonpa is a bunch of petty thugs, but that’s just petty by Paju standards.

Anyway, Bongilcheonpa is a criminal group.

Drug trafficking, human trafficking, and even contract murder.

Threats of blackmail and incidents of violence, big or small, can be said to be cute things.

“Ah, then you can feel free to beat him up.”

“Not that either.”

“No?”

Seo Cheon-seul looks dissatisfied.

Mr. Kim, what on earth are you talking about? It seems like you want to say that.

“There’s no need to hit me. Turn around. “Take out some cement.”

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpp

Cement bags pouring out endlessly.

I bought everything that was in the factory warehouse.

I used my magic power to cast a spell on that huge amount of cement.

* * *

“What the hell! who! “Who did this!”

Geumja Yeom, the most powerful person in the back alleys of Bongilcheon and the owner of the Bongilcheon Sect, got out of his black sedan and screamed.

King Castle Club, one of the Bongilcheon Sect’s main business venues – that gorgeous, wonderful, huge club – my money’s string – had turned into a huge gray rocky mountain.

Geumja Yeomja approached the King Castle Club with a bewildered expression. The building did not turn into a rocky mountain. Something gray and solid- I mean- this?

“Poetry, cement?”

They wrapped this big club building in cement?

“Besides, why today?”

It really has to be today.

Today, Yeomgeumja gathered most of his subordinates at the King Castle Club.

Those subordinates were buried alive in one breath.

“Uuuuuu-”

I am unable to accept this situation of unreasonable scale and am left reeling.

The attendants barely caught him and helped him up as he fell with his rich fur coat on. Yeomgeumja muttered as he started the game.

“Who, who is it? Who did this? Why would they do something like this to a building that opened less than half a year ago? how? What? “What did I do wrong?”

“I’m curious about that too. Can I ask what you’ve done recently?”

“Who are you!?”

Yeomgeumja’s attendants shout in the direction from which the voice is heard. Two men wearing masks were standing there.

“Bahahaha – I like this.”

A tall man wearing a mask that covers only half of his face laughs loudly.

The sequin embroidery on the jacket he is wearing emits a magical light and wriggles wildly.

At a glance, Yeomgeumja sensed that they were people with A-level or higher abilities, or were of a different race, and muttered an insult in his mind before speaking.

“wrong? “Did you put that shit on my building just to ask that question?”

“yes. But don’t panic too much. “If there is no problem, we will restore it to its original condition without any problem.”

Those leisurely words fill me with jealousy.

Yeom Geum-ja opens her eyes and glares at Kim Shin-hwa. It’s a mistake. Geum-ja’s eyes cannot focus properly and wander awkwardly.

‘Do you have four eyes?’

A frightening yellow light is emanating from the four holes in the mask.

Yeomgeumja trembled, regretting having tried to have a snowball fight with that terrible monster.

fantasy,