Scop, the warrior in charge of the partys vanguard, was feeling aggrieved by the current situation.
He was just gambling in a tavern after finishing a job when the fallen hero approached him with an offer.
He thought it was a lucky break, demanding equal pay because it seed hard to form a party, and she even agreed to it
Talk about bad luck Why does this have to happen when Im in the dungeon?!
No answer, I see.
In this situation, even the thoughtless mage who had bolted out had turned into a lifeless undead. The very being who killed her began to stagger towards him, surrounded by other undead.
Since there was no escaping from here anyway, it seed like he had resigned himself to being boiled alive at their will.
Silence is consent, they say. Then, may I take it as your application for enrollnt?
Please, save !!
Scop finally scread and knelt down on the spot.
As a vanguard known for enduring the enemys attacks with his body, he was supposed to have strong courage, but the presence before him was powerful enough to crush even such steadfast valor.
Everything it touched quickly lost its vitality, and the magic it spread forced dried-up bodies to rise, making it impossible to find freedom even in death.
Haha, begging for rcy, how amusing. Saying that makes it sound like I was planning to kill you, doesnt it?
Gorgon, the Knight of Famine, laughed mockingly, finding even the fear he induced to be amusing, and soon stooped his gaunt body to et Scops eyes, beginning to taunt quietly.
I simply need an assistant, so theres no need for fear. Or do you have a reason you cant accept my offer?
Th-that, well, its like
Speak up. As soone who wanders the world seeking knowledge, I have ti to listen to those Ive taken an interest in.
Gorgon offered.
Encouraged by his words, Scop, with sweat-drenched lips, began to raise a hopeful smile.
Could it be a chance to live?
The atmosphere seed sowhat friendly.
At the very least, if he could appease him, there seed to be a rcy in not killing him right away.
O deity! Please stop this trial! I have yet to find my destined place, and I cannot die like this!
To think impure thoughts while serving a deity! This wont do. Ill take you to my graduate school and correct your mind!
Kkuaaaaaak!!
Abraham, the monk, was swiftly captured by the Knight of Famine and imdiately began to have his essence drained.
Eventually, he beca just like the two who had died before him, starting to let out cries of agony in front of Gorgon, his new master.
Well then, little one. Its your turn next.
Ignoring such cries, the next target chosen was the hero Yi Ga-ram.
A young girl, too immature to bear the responsibilities of her inherent powers.
Eek!
For such a fragile being, the current situation was too much to bear.
Youre trembling. Are you afraid of ?
Uh, ah. Ahhhh
Kuhuhu, theres no need to be afraid, little one. Fear is an emotion that arises from the unknown.
Fear.
For such a dead being, it was an emotion without any aning.
After all, fear was a sense of crisis brought about by the grim prospect of not being able to protect oneself to keep ones guard up.
So, dont worry too much. If you accept my hand, Ill give you the opportunity to overco that fear.
As the Knight of Famine extended his power-laden hand, intending to share this realization.
Even as it neared her face, the girl, paralyzed by fear and exhaustion, could do nothing but tremble in place.
Yes, everything would end right here and now.
Boom!!
At that mont of despair, a loud noise shattered the undead, blocking the entrance.
Surprised, both the girl and Gorgon turned towards the exit, where a black silhouette wielding a long weapon was rushing towards them.
Boom, boom! Swoosh!!!
Undead were torn apart by furious blows.
Even an undead golem, realizing the situation too late, crumbled to pieces the mont it was exposed to the magic of a spear thrown at its head, before it could even swing its fist.
What is this? What?
Boom!!
A spear blade thrust into Gorgons open mouth in surprise.
Following that, an explosion of magical power shattered his head, and the young man in black armor who had burst onto the scene quickly reached out to Ga-ram.
Grab my hand.
Uh, what?
Quick, grab it! We have to run!
It was a familiar face.
No, a face she had never forgotten
Go on without . Im fine
But perhaps due to the urgency of the situation?
Before she could even process her emotions towards the figure, Ga-ram realized her legs had given way beneath her.
Yes, if she were to take the hand of the person who ca to save her here, it would only increase the number of people dying from one to two.
Stop talking nonsense. Its not just about getting through here. How am I supposed to escape this place alone?
But he didnt co here just out of goodwill to save her.
Even with the ability to evade dangers posed by the undead, he knew it wasnt perfect, having guessed as much while facing the undead that occupied this place.
It was impossible to escape the dungeon alone, especially since he couldnt incapacitate beings with a semblance of self-awareness or directly controlled by a higher being.
Crackle, crackle.
Therefore, he had considered killing the higher being first.
Yet, despite having his head blown off, the opponent was regenerating his fragnts as if nothing had happened, standing up once again.
Kehehe, this is really Quite the harsh welco for soone new.
It was to be expected.
The undead were beings resurrected from death.
It was not easy to eliminate the strange magic that kept them in this world without a miracle from a god, and destroying the vessel containing that magic was not permitted for beings with great power.
Young man, why do you wish to take away the one Ive set my eyes on?
Gorgon, the Knight of Famine, displayed his stature as if losing his head was no big deal, causing the man to give him a faint smile.
Sorry, but Im her guardian.
Oh, a guardian, you say?
If there was a reason he wouldnt kill them, they had to take advantage of it.
Having encountered such beings before, the man sought to negotiate, pursuing the possibility of persuasion.
Then, guardian, I propose this. Wont you entrust that girl to ? Ill take her to my graduate school and teach her what she needs to survive in this world
Ah, yes. In a credentialed society, having at least a masters degree would be good.
Staying alert and appeasing him might just allow them to survive.
Even if the opponents thought process was far from normal, fitting into their own world could have a greater effect.
But sorry, Professor, this child hasnt even graduated middle school yet.
What?
Isnt it too early to talk about taking a kid who hasnt even graduated high school to graduate school?
The man, having roughly gauged the eccentrics mood, gave the best answer he could.
Observing without showing it, he began to see the undead blink, albeit with flesh stuck to his skull.
Uh, um. Is that so?
It worked.
Being obsessed with research, his reasoning was swayed by pointing out such a blind spot.
Yes, thats right. After all, a research institution like a graduate school isnt just for anyone, is it? So, for now, send this child back, and maybe make the proposal again when shes older and the ti is right.
Hmm, well. It cant be helped. One shouldnt overwork a promising sapling from the start.
Yes, it was working much better than expected.
Hoping the absurd turn of events would just slide, he, hiding his impatience, prepared to leave with Ga-ram.
Then, well be off
Wait a mont, young man.
Damn it.
Swallowing the curse that rose from within, he turned to face him without showing it.
Whats your na?
It wasnt that his mood had soured.
His interest had simply shifted from the girl, who was no longer an imdiate target, to him.
Ah, yes. My na is Woo Hyo-sung.
Woo Hyo?
No, not Woo Hyo, but Woo Hyo-s
Oh, I see. You are Woo Hyo?
Gorgon, despite it being their first eting, exclaid as if he recognized him.
The Knight of Famine, smiling with his tattered mouth, propped his chin and began to stare intently at his face.
Co to think of it, the Knight of Death rembered your na quite distinctly. I also vaguely rember hearing that na. So its you?
You heard about from that person?
No need to hear about it. We undead, under our lords protection, share the most intense mories we have to so extent.
The undead, upon noticing his presence for the first ti, had reminisced about him for that reason.
Of course, for beings with self-awareness, such mory was just one of many, unlike the undead, who were solely driven by instinct and whose actions were not hindered by dwelling on those mories.
However, its the first ti Ive seen such a stubbornly principled creature have such a mory of the living Yes, now that we et face-to-face, its quite intriguing.
But even such a minor thing was deed too significant to overlook by one who claid to be a devourer of knowledge.
To live with the foolishness of exploring the world, yet to have in his mory at all tis a power that never faded.
Wasnt it more than enough reason to be obsessed?
Wouldnt you like to beco a graduate student?
I refuse.
Oh, thats too sad to be rejected so bluntly.
Gorgon laughed good-naturedly despite the firm refusal.
His step forward, unhesitating, suggested he had already anticipated such a response.
I saw your eloquence, trying to persuade out of concern for giving too much responsibility to that girl. If you were to submit an assignnt, you would receive the highest marks at any educational institution.
No, I just casually used sothing I picked up sowhere. You dont have to rate it so highly.
Even making sothing you heard into your own is comndable. Isnt that what learning is all about?
Coincidentally, Im more suited to physical work than learning from books.
Physical strength is needed for learning, too. So, beco a graduate student. If you beco a graduate student following , you can remain in this world for hundreds, even thousands of years, continuing your exploration.
I refuse.
If you beco a graduate student, Ill guide you myself. You dont need to bring any baggage; just co as you are, and Ill accommodate you as much as I can.
I refuse, as Ive said several tis. I have too much to achieve while Im still alive.
Even the graduate students around him hardly looked human.
How could one possibly accept the offer of such a mad, decaying creature as kindness?
That answer is a failing grade.
Sensing his wariness and raising his spear, Gorgons eyes flashed as he began to draw a black longsword into his hand.
Theres no other choice then. Since youve had such a foolish thought, Ill take you to the graduate school myself and enlighten you.
You crazy bastard. Why take a failing student to graduate school?
Clang!
The clash of weapons swallowed up even his voice, which was filled with rage.
Beco a graduate student!! Woo Hyo!!!
Gorgons gesture, easily overcoming the struggle, was already slashing towards his neck through the gap in the battle.
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