Tudor's office was still a mess.
Documents scattered around untidy. Garbage rolling around in a moderately crumpled manner. Even the coffee cups lined up on the desk.
Tudor, who was sitting at the desk, looked at me for a moment and then said.
"Honestly, it would have been better if you had told me in advance."
"hmm… … ."
You seem to be in a good mood, but suddenly you're in a nagging mood?
In fact, the responsibility to clean up Shantak was passed on to Tudor.
They probably worked hard for several days to manipulate information. It is a valid criticism because Tudor would have been more comfortable if he had spoken and acted in advance.
I looked away for a moment and thought about what answer I should give... … .
"Come here, honey. "I guess I should kiss you!"
"Ugh, what are you doing!"
Tudor suddenly climbs over the desk and approaches at incredible speed.
Wadangtang!
I threw away the chair I was trying to sit on and took a long step back. The feel of the bookshelf against my back. Ugh, the rear is blocked!
"Uh huh, where are you running away?"
Tudor even extended his arms to block my escape route. Tudor is over 190cm tall. Honestly, it's a huge amount of pressure.
"stop! Not funny!"
"Hmm, that's expensive."
Tudor slowly sticks out his tongue and tastes again. I made sure she was in her seat and then sat down in her chair.
"Ugh, what on earth is this?"
"Haha, it's a compliment, a compliment."
"Please, just say it in words."
"You did really, really well this time. After all, you are the best."
She smiled for a moment, an eerily beautiful smile. An ominous laugh that humans can never imitate.
"I'm glad you liked it."
"Thank goodness? Hehe, thanks to him solving the problem perfectly, I became very happy."
"solve?"
"You cleaned out the management office, right? "What a headache."
Tudor made a "Ugh" sound and looked disgusted for a moment.
Sometimes they defeat monsters and are treated as heroes, but ultimately, solvers are criminals who have to hide in the darkness of the back alleys.
Tudor is a dark middleman who sells crimes to them and an 'illegal alien' as defined by the Foreigners Management Office. An exotic witch that is hundreds of years old.
"by the way."
I turned my head for a moment and pointed behind me, toward the office door.
"There are so many problem solvers, but why is it like that outside?"
"Oh, honey? The order is reversed. "Because it's like that outside, there are a lot of problem solvers."
"I didn't ask because I didn't know that."
Ultimately, this is a butterfly effect created by my choice.
The cultists who gathered in Sejong City dispersed throughout the country, with militant officials from the Foreigners Management Office on their tail.
As Yang Seo-ho continued to be tied up in Sejong City, Paju naturally fell into a kind of security vacuum.
Thanks to this, people who could be subject to crackdowns by the Foreigners Management Office came from all over the country (possibly even from the North).
There's a lot of work. There are a lot of manpower.
Not only Tudor but also other brokers would have been excited.
"Wouldn't it be a good idea to sweep the area around the shopping center before more snow piles up?"
"Why? "It's a nice atmosphere, right?"
A witch smiles and raises a coffee cup to her mouth. For just a moment, her pupils narrowed like a cat's.
"I don't know if I regret it later."
"If that happens, a superhero you know will help you."
As Tudor said that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at my chest. Oh, me?
I would really regret it. Will Yang Seo-ho, who returned from work, leave Geumchon-dong, which has become a den of monsters, alone?
"Well, it would be better to go and think about it then."
"As expected, you're a bit strange. "He's such a strange person."
Tudor narrowed his eyes for a moment and tilted his head.
"what?"
"I called you into the office to compliment you, but I said that because you acted like someone who needed comfort."
"There is no need for either one. "If there's anything worth doing, I'd like to look into it."
I didn't come because there was a quest that I absolutely had to do at this point.
But the guy up there needs to do a little farming before preparing for the next scenario.
"Oh, are you going to work? "There are mountains of things worth doing."
Tudor is happy again with his eyes sparkling. Before I can respond, I stretch my hands to the left and right.
Clap la la la rock!
A huge amount of paper is flying from all directions.
Documents containing information on different incidents, crimes, and quests to be solved.
"Now, feel free to choose from here."
Actually, now is not a good time to work.
Everyone is trying to get their share of the action in Yang Seo-ho's absence, and there's nothing good about being involved.
In other words, it is better now to move to the outskirts or to get out of Paju altogether.
'Then is that it?'
Come to think of it, it's similar to the UI I saw in the game.
Originally, I changed pages by pressing the next page button, but now there is no need to do that.
Because while the documents were floating in the air, I had already figured out their contents.
"This is an urgent quest, no, an urgent request."
"huh? What?"
Tudor waved his finger and brought the document I pointed to in front of his eyes.
"Oh, this was urgent? Looking at the time the request was received, I guess it's already too late."
"In the past, I chased you away to tell you to solve it right away, but this time you're quite free, aren't you?"
"At that time, he thought it would be good for him to become friends with Cheongho."
"I see."
Thanks to this, I became close with Cheongho in a [Cthulhu World] sense. We have become so close that even now, I can see Cheongho's face when I go to the basement.
Oh well, aside from the Cheongho story.
'I was thinking of going to a pawn shop if I didn't have anything useful, but I found something pretty good.'
The document states as follows:
[Capture of Chopyeong Island smugglers]
Tudor narrowed his eyes and said.
"Honey, are you really going to do this?"
"I wanted to go there at least once."
"Chopyeong Island?"
Chopyeong Island is a large island located in the Imjin River.
If I were to be more specific about the location, would it be better to say it was near the crazy apartment building in Munsan where the ghoul incident occurred?
There is no place closer to North Korea than that place, so there is no need to explain further how dangerous it is.
'Where there is danger, there is also treasure.'
These smugglers always spit out good grade artifacts.
I turned my gaze in another direction for a moment.
[Do you want to accept the quest?
! Time limit: The smuggling truck will leave Paju after (4) hours. !
Reward: 3,950,000XP + some smuggled goods in the truck + (+the money promised by the broker is separate.) In case of failure: the grace of the abyss falls on Incheon.]
"It's a shame, but I don't think we need to go all the way to Chopyeong Island this time."
The quest window contains somewhat different content from the request form.
As Tudor said, the quest [Capturing the Chopyeong Island Smuggler] seems to have already expired.
The smugglers on Chopyeong Island have already finished their work and moved on to the next step.
If you fail this quest, you move on to a pretty tough quest where you have to fight against cultists based in Incheon, right? The longer you neglect it, the smaller the reward and the higher the risk.
So is it a car chase? If I call Jang Hyeon-deok, catch up with him, and then beat him up, it will be over.
I can keep everything on the truck except what the client wants.
Um, but… … .
"what? "Honey, what's wrong?"
When I stopped talking for a moment and stayed still, Tudor gave me a puzzled look.
"Oh, no. are you okay. "Please proceed with this."
For some reason, I felt a little ominous and uneasy.
'I have a strange feeling, what can I say... … .'
As if I was forgetting something.
* * *
"wow! Wizard, it's as you said! "I think it's that truck over there!"
A truck carrying a large container can be seen in the distance.
"good. "You followed along without missing a beat."
Of course, Jang Hyeon-deok is in the car chase.
Now that I think about it, it's a place of memories. This is the exact place where bikers were caught in the past.
And this time, they catch the runaway truck at that location.
'Well, it can't help but be similar.'
This is a kind of daily quest, so to speak.
Daily quests are repetitive quests in which the general outline remains similar, but the detailed components change each time.
Once we catch the smuggler from Chopyeong Island, more people will run rampant on Jayu-ro.
"Then I'll speed up now and catch up."
"okay."
Buwaaaa!!
An illegally modified Call van drives down Jayu Road at an absurd speed.
The scenery outside the car window is moving at such an incredible speed that it almost looks like thousands of straight lines.
Although he is understandably nervous, Jang Hyeon-deok has a leisurely expression.
"Isn't that overloading?"
"Looking at the pressure on the tires, it looks like it's overloaded."
'Honestly, it's inevitable that the tension will drop.'
Today, there are no dozens of strange birds following behind, and there are no surreal strange phenomena or ghosts popping out at any moment.
The other party is a truck carrying somewhat expensive cargo, and this is ordinary freedom.
It's a simple quest compared to the recent outrageous incident.
I need to finish it quickly and put it away.
'Is it slowly ejaculating?'
I rolled down the passenger side window and boosted my horsepower.
Umm, but… … .
'Why are there so many cars today?'
It's a pointless hesitation. But it is true that I hesitated, and because of that, my actions slowed down a beat.
A strange movement is detected from the truck running in front.
"what? "I think they noticed the tracking."
"So, I guess there's a pretty sensitive guy in there?"
"What if they attack?"
"Well, it wouldn't be a big deal, right?"
Just a person with special abilities, or a mutant.
'Ah, there's a possibility that there's someone a little stronger in there.'
The details and facts of this quest, as well as the smuggler's abilities, are randomly selected from one of several variations.
'Like the parasites that kidnapped Jeong Hyeon-ah.'
If you're unlucky, the Triumvirate... … The henchmen under Cheongho could have been caught, right? If they were there, the atmosphere might become a bit awkward.
'I'm not their father, so there's nothing we can do if we meet like this.'
And again, what was it?
As expected, something is strange. The speed at which I recall memories is slowly slowing down, as if there is a fog in my head.
A thick arm protrudes from the driver's seat. Is it a mutation? Those are incredibly thick forearms.
And a small submachine gun in his hand. How are you?
Doo doo doo doo!!
Bullets fired without aim scratch the road and create sparkling sparks.
Wow!!
Baaaaa!!
Due to the sudden disturbance, vehicles driving nearby honk their horns or slam on their brakes.
Doo doo doo doo!!
A line of sparks lurching forward like a snake crawling on the floor.
[Distortion field]
Activates a distortion field that surrounds the entire vehicle, twisting the trajectory of the bullet. This is it now. good. Now it's my turn.
At that moment, something strange happened.
[System: The penalty characteristic 'Feast Offering' effect has been activated.]
[The being of the abyss grants a blessing for his tribe.]
Rumbling.
Sudden climate change.
Shoot!!
It suddenly rains? suddenly?
"what? Wizard! Look over there!"
The passenger door opens, and a guy wearing a black coat and a fedora jumps out and hangs on the side of the truck. Is that iron bar on your back? Or a sword?
It has a silhouette similar to a human, but a body that looks massive and solid.
"You're not human."
It was a foreign race sponsored by an abyss being.
Who on earth kicked the Foreigners Management Office out of Paju? These races are driving runaway trucks!
The big man wearing a fedora jumps onto the roof of the truck.
Such light movement despite this speed. That's not normal.
The black coat on top of the truck is still on his back... … . It's a rocket launcher, right?
"Wow!? Wizard! "Wizard!"
"Ugh, wait."
What, why was I just watching that?
Something is strange. From now on, my thoughts and actions gradually deviate from the tempo.
Fuquaaang!
A rocket flying through the heavy rain.