Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 428

Chapter. 20. Off-Road (2)

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“200 million!” “Kwaaeak! 50 million!”

“50 million, including a normal city train, fuel to run this workshop for half a year, and magic stones? “Is your brain shriveled up in a small barrel?”

“200 million won for stolen goods that are wanted for stolen goods and will be taken away by city people right away if you don’t buy them here? It turned around! “It turned around!”

Quang!

“170 million! “The alloy used in the exterior armor of the train alone is worth this much!”

“We know how to touch iron too!”

“You can’t make a dwarven alloy! “They’re a sucker for metallurgy!”

“Kaibu doesn’t know numbers! 50 million! You can only count up to 50 million! So 50 million!”

“Then give me 50 million three times!”

“I hate poetry! “Don’t give me my money!”

“This bastard is really-!”

“Kwaaeaeak!!! no! I won’t give it to you! “I hate it!”

“Then I won’t sell it either! “Go and throw it away!”

“I hate you more! Sell it to me! “Sell it to me!!!”

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Ah, really goblins.

If you have something the goblins covet and you make a deal with them.

I guarantee you will hate them by the end of the deal.

“Kkeak ik hik khuh huh huh geehek….”

Squeak!

“Why are you crying over a topic that costs up to 100 million won for something you can’t buy with money? “I clearly suffered a loss!”

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk… So I have no money right now. That’s why I’m so sad… Sigh!”

Goblin. They are a race of greenskins that are famous for breeding well together with troll orcs, but are now as difficult to find as pure-blooded elves.

As many people know, they are greedy, but if you look a little deeper, you can see that they are a race that is quite far from the world’s judgment.

The most common misconception is that they are inherently evil, as is stated in many traditions.

-Whoop!

“People have a lot of money. Where is the money from now on?”

“Well. “First of all, I plan to stay here for a day or two, so I plan to slowly find out where I can use it.”

“My house is clean. pretty. “Tall species also sleep.”

“how much?”

“Oh, 50,000 shillings plus meal….”

Hit!

“Just do this! “We feed them, put them to sleep, and play with them!”

“4,000 including village guidance.”

“Ha do it! Instead, you too can tell me about Kerujaru! In return, Kaibuen will take care of you!”

“Of course.”

This is simply due to a misunderstanding stemming from their innate greed, and as they stubbornly reveal their money, a bad image has naturally become established.

“But why Kerujaru? “Is this someone you knew?”

“Out of my twenty-five brothers, only three survive! “One here and two outside!”

“It was family.”

Surprisingly, there are a lot of them and they also have a lot of unique, detailed cultures. They are not a primitive race that attacks villages and eats raw meat, as is known.

For example, this is a fact that can be seen just by looking closely at the very elaborately crude torch that was seen upon entering here or the guest badge currently hanging around his neck.

‘In the first place, is it possible for a race that is superior to dwarves in magic engineering to be uncivilized?’

The torches hanging throughout the underground structure look like dried tree branches wrapped in oiled tunnel bug shells, but if you listen closely, you can hear the buzzing sound of activated magicite inside. A portable lighting device that uses magic stones as power to change their properties and emit black smoke like a cheap torch.

The necklace looks like it was made of miscellaneous items woven together with cheap thread, but instead of using thread, the ends of each material were delicately carved and fitted fluidly.

In addition, buildings that look like caves dug into a pile of trash boast durability that will never collapse before crushing the entire structure by stacking each component after perfect calculation. Even if you run, scream, and fire magic cannons in this underground space, they will never collapse. The vibrations do not spread outside of this place, and all the items that exist here have performance that is completely opposite to their trash-like appearance.

“Squeak! “That is the ‘art’ of goblins!”

“Making something you made look like trash?”

“It’s not trash! Just as a gemstone reveals its beauty only to those who know its value, it reveals its value only to those who know how to see it! That beauty! Elegance! The same shyness as a beautiful woman revealing everything only to her companion… gay interest! “You barbarian!”

It was because of this unique aesthetic sense that arose the prejudice that they were primitive.

A species-specific habit of completely ignoring the appearance and only looking at the essence when looking at an object.

“value! “We cherish the value of the object!”

“Gachira….”

“The face of an ancient human king is engraved on a soft metal with low magical conductivity, which is only a silver coin! However, all civilized people give it an all-purpose value, so it becomes ‘currency’! An object that transcends the intrinsic value of metal! A transcendent being of this world who has acquired the status of omnipotence that can be exchanged for all values! Goblins look cool with silver coins! I worship you! “I want to be like you!”

The reason why they crave silver like crazy is because of their tribal culture that is close to religion.

“Metallurgy! Letting the natural value of the material shine! “It is sincere and good work, but it is low-performance work that can only go from 100 to 101 or 102!”

“Alchemy is the study of materials breaking away from their essence and metamorphosing into something new! Earth is reborn as gold and oil becomes glass! “It’s a beautiful thing where 1 becomes 100!”

So, unlike dwarves who have an awareness of the essence, they despise metallurgy and revere alchemy.

“From what I’ve heard up to this point, all goblins are cool guys who are serious and know how to see the essence…”

“Squeak! Human brains are great! Squeak!”

“…Why do you go crazy when you get into magical engineering?”

“Magic engineering is irregular! “Values are everywhere!”

“Combining value with value! “Connect sticks, stones and metal power to create a monster!”

“If all other changes in value are to be reborn as components of the world, magic engineering uses them as materials to create something that did not exist in the world!” “Geauze Raucea! God’s realm! Through magic engineering, we become gods! God is free! “The more you deviate from the rules of the world, the closer you are to a true god!”

Therefore, when it comes to magic engineering, goblins have no hesitation in putting down their unique delicacy.

….If you look at it up to this point, it is a pure and likable race that everyone can understand

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“hey.”

“The world… the power to turn the world upside down in an instant… wow, it is truly close to the source that created a world of great value…” “

….isn’t it? “Are you sure they’re doing that damn research here too?”

“Assembly is the reverse of disassembly, the root of great destruction is the path to infinite value… Goblin By reaching the highest level of destruction, we will approach ‘eternal value’… Gehehehe Gehehe…. ”

“Damn it. “Don’t even come near me from now on, you follower of destruction.”

As you can see, the entire race has become addicted to the science that destroyed the world because of this damn value system.

‘If I were to guess a little, the indifference to external appearance may be because goblins are ugly in their opinion, and a culture like [Let’s focus on the inside~] may have developed. The particularly destructive research results may be due to the fact that as an unusually weak race since ancient times, the thirst for power has been engraved in our instincts.’

If you look at it this way, it is neither all good nor all bad. Like other races, goblins are just different. I ended up falling into free magic engineering and ended up becoming a reclusive engineer on the verge of extinction.

Squeak!

“That’s Kiopu’s workshop. “We mainly deal with power auxiliary pedestals related to large magic engineering buildings.”

“What about those mushrooms? “Isn’t it a poisonous mushroom?”

“I don’t know-”

Jangle!

“When you put the mushrooms in bluish-green water, bright yellow powder rises to the top. If you scoop out the powder and boil it in hot water, it becomes a sweet food.”

“What are we doing here?”

“Geh? It’s a workshop. “Are you blind?”

Squeak!

“Smugglers from Wigen and nearby cities are coming. If you just go there, the city guys will steal the contraband. If you disassemble it and make a new product, you will end up with a new product that has no records. It’s sold. Touching money! a lot!”

“Ah, so the name of the workshop was ‘Rebirth Center’?”

“Silver is worth everything! If you buy a lot of fragments, the Stone Knight will also help you! “It’s built like that here!”

Except for the fact that they had to hand out coins every time they did something, everyone was friendly and knew how to greet customers in their own way.

For a person like me who is always thirsty for something new, these guys who make a big fuss over a few coins are quite a hit.

‘When I wondered how a facility like this was built right in front of Wigen, I found out that the Guardian of Cologne was a major player in the smuggling den.’

A fragment knight is a being who loses his memory as he becomes stronger, so when he reaches the master knight level, he becomes a static being, like an old man who has lived in the world or an inanimate object.

By the time you become the Stone Knight of Wigen, you will have no idea why you collected the fragments.

That’s why the Shard Knight becomes obsessed with shards throughout his life. First, to become stronger and achieve my goal, and then to avoid being hunted by other fragment knights or hunters. If I live long and reach master level, I become an empty can, and the only memories left in my body are those, so I become even more obsessed with the act, and endlessly fragments. collecting.

Tachelm is also collecting fragments in the same way. They also set up a goblin workshop where you can get goods from the Lord of Wiggen and get them from smugglers, and turn items that were smuggled when you leave into completely new items when you go to another city.

There were a lot of things I didn’t know when I came here, but after chatting with Kaibuen and walking for a few minutes, I discovered many hidden facts about this small goblin village.

‘Ah, it’s rewarding.’

How long has it been since there was peace? Yesterday, I found traces of ‘him’ that I had been searching for my whole life, and today I completed the ‘search’ for a race with a completely new culture to my satisfaction.

Now that I’ve figured out this much today, I’ll have to look for something new starting tomorrow. Anyway, how did you feel at least comfortable today?

‘Because there are still many goblins left in the village.’

I could probably last three days just by looking at them. By then, Wigen’s pursuit party will have spread out widely, so it will be easier to escape.

….Get out. Okay, now that I think about it, I need a way to get out of here. I can’t take the train departing from Wiggen. I need to find out about this in advance.

Squeak.

Hyde took out a few silver coins from his pocket and threw them in Kaibuen’s direction.

“hey. Do you know of any way to get from here to Roderick? A friendly smuggler’s vehicle or-”

Tang- Tang-

“Something else… hm?”

The sound of a coin falling on the floor.

If nothing else, the goblin can’t catch the coins flying at him?

“Hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe,

hehe, hehe, hehe.”

“Ah, you get coins and coins. Gehehehe huuk huuk….”

“???”

I took a quick look and he was panting as if he had sprinted.

I was panting a little earlier, but I thought it was because the goblin’s short legs were following the human’s stride…

‘Did you taste my eyes? ‘The breath from the flushed face, the fingers wiggling nervously and the footsteps with nowhere to go.’

….I’m anxious about something?

Unless there is a goblin-specific emotional expression that I don’t know about, this guy is desperately craving something.

As if I had fallen in love with something.

– Creepy!

‘….Oh no way.’

This guy is a male and I am also a male.

I told you that that guy doesn’t judge my appearance.

‘Oh fuck no way. No matter how many different types of people I have met.’

I quickly looked around as the sense of crisis was building up at a rapid pace.

As I followed the guy and looked around the village, I soon arrived at a remote place.

A small workshop located in a corner far away from other goblins.

Traces of goblins left everywhere. Judging by the worn position of the handle and the footprints, it is clear that this is where the guy next to me lives.

He said that if you want to see what a person wants, check where his eyes are directed.

Where Goblin Kaibuen’s eyes are directed, where his bloodshot eyes are pointed as if he can’t be suppressed!

‘….Oh, no! ‘I don’t want to find anything new like this!’

It was exactly my waist.

Oh, my light. A fragmented continent, a saint, a devil, oh my god. What….

“You…. What are you thinking….”

“Keh…. Kehihi? Oh, I apologize. I also still lack discipline. “It’s hard to bear.”

“I don’t know what it is, but bear with it!”

“Value…. Great value! I’ve been paying attention since I came here. Kaibu has good eyesight! Even if you hide it like that, there’s no way you won’t recognize it! Great! Really awesome! “It’s so blinding!”

“Ugh! “Don’t look into that stuff!”

I’m serious. That bastard is serious!

“It took time to go where the other guys weren’t. I can’t stand it anymore! I have to see it! that!”

Slam!

“I have to see it! As an engineer, I will research its great value! Show me! To me-”

“Woooooo!”

“Show me the bankruptcy sword! human!”

“Damn it!”

Bah!!

“Gehhoo!”

“….ah?”

A short green monster rushing towards my waist like a protection, and the butt of a gun cutting down on the top of its head.

Uh… what did you just say?

“Geez…. Broken sword…. I see…. Exploration of values close to taboo…. Great, great….”

“Uh…. This? Anti-Aurasword?”

“Repair cost… I can set it for exactly 100 million won… Geez.”

dump.

Kaibuen collapsed as he reached his finger towards my waist and toward the sword sheath hanging on my waist.

“Uh um… sorry.”

“….”

“This…. is not my fault! When you ride the train… the bored drivers tell all kinds of strange stories! Things like stories about trolls and tree holes, or different races of people with unimaginable tastes…!”

Only then did I realize what a ridiculous misunderstanding I had made and made up an excuse, but the person listening to me had already collapsed and was spewing out bubbles.

Well, damn it.

As Hyde looked at the goblin who had fainted due to his mistake, he remembered the last words he left as his last words.

‘Repair. I’m sure he said he could repair this.’

‘….Is it possible?’

Just like its nickname, the [Breakfast Blade], it has extremely weak durability and is a relic from a hundred or several decades ago that is acknowledged by many as a failure.

I was giving up when I saw that the center had cracked after the last swing, but the goblin noticed this first and approached me.

“hmm.”

Sigh…

If I leave it like this, Kaibuen will suffocate in his own vomit and die.

“…Knowing too much is also a problem.”

Recalling the bald driver who had been on night watch a long time ago, spouting obscenities that made you want to wash your ears off, Hyde picked up the fallen Kaibuen.

Surya aside, killing someone due to a misunderstanding like that was an absolute no-no.

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