TL: Hanguk
Bayon, the tyrant of the 87th floor of the Red Tower.
In that place, Bayon’s actions were law, and his words were truth.
If he liked sothing, he took it. If he didn’t like it, he hit it. He collected taxes from nearby villages and made them offer tribute.
Although Bayon was arrogant and conceited, he knew his limits.
Whenever a new presence appeared, Bayon would first observe whether they were stronger or weaker than him, without provoking them.
If they were strong, he would grovel and offer tributes to send them elsewhere. If they were weak, he would trample them imdiately.
He was a typical case of being strong against the weak and weak against the strong—a classic weak-strong, strong-weak style.
That was Bayon’s survival strategy.
‘If I can just take control of this place, I won’t have to worry about food for a while.’
That’s why, despite his excitent at seeing the thriving crops in the vast farmland, he held himself back.
‘You never know.’
With patience, he cautiously scanned the surroundings with cold eyes, checking for any stronger presence.
And then…
‘The human seems to be the strongest, and the cat, bear, and dog are probably just pets for amusent?’
Bayon completely misjudged the situation.
Theo had grown so accustod to suppressing his aura because of Sejun that it had beco as natural as breathing.
Cuengi was in a calm state, compressing his aura due to the .
Of course, Blackie was genuinely weak.
‘I can handle this alone.’
Although Bayon thought it was manageable, he still didn’t act imdiately. There could still be a stronger force he hadn’t noticed sowhere else.
‘Once I make a move, there’s no turning back.’
While Bayon was cautiously waiting for the right mont,
He saw the human sharing a al with silver foxes, who had beco slaves, accompanied by an irresistible, delicious aroma.
‘Hmph! This guy really knows nothing about the ways of the world.’
Giving als to slaves…
He was angry.
He and his subordinates had lived such hard lives that they could count on their toes the number of tis they had eaten their fill…
It was clear to him that this guy had never suffered a day in his life.
And…
Considering that no one had shown up even while they were eating sothing delicious, it was obvious that there was no one stronger than this human here.
To Bayon, who believed that the strongest should get the best food, this confird that there was no one stronger in this place.
Just then,
“Bayon-nim…”
His subordinates started egging him on.
“Ahem. Shall I then?”
Thanks to them, he could step forward without losing face.
“Alright. We’ll take this place.”
“Yes!”
With his subordinates lined up behind him,
‘Hehehe. Now, it’s all mine.’
Bayon headed towards the cooking area in a good mood.
Crackle!
Bayon and his subordinates had a truly electrifying experience from Cuengi’s Thunderbolt Staff.
Every ti they were struck, they felt pain so intense that it was as if they were being fried alive.
After the brutal beating ended,
“Puhuhut.”
Thunk.
Theo approached, grinning like a villain, and stamped Bayon with the seal that had enslaved the silver foxes.
But…
[Unable to make a slave as they are a resident of the Red Tower.]
Thunk. Thunk.
After several failed attempts,
“ow?! It’s not working, ow?! Puhuhut. Then I’ll stamp it directly, ow!”
He forcibly lifted Bayon’s front paw to stamp the slave contract.
Bayon tried to resist, but…
‘What?! This strength?!’
The power was imnse.
It turned out the bear had been hiding his strength, and so had the cat.
Thunk.
And just like that, Bayon stamped the contract and beca a slave.
At that mont,
Kking!
Blackie started climbing all over him energetically.
Kking?! Kking?!
[You dared to say you’d kill our butler?! Want to get killed by the great noble wolf Blackie, protector of the Black Tower’s tower farr Park Sejun?!]
Blackie furiously stomped on him with his little paws.
Not only had he beco a slave, but now even a puppy was stomping on him. It was humiliating.
He was angry, but the thought that this puppy might also be hiding its strength stopped him from resisting.
He should’ve obediently stamped the contract when the yellow cat told him to.
He should’ve stopped when he made eye contact with the baby bear about to put the ssam in its mouth.
When the baby bear put down the ssam and took out the Thunderbolt Staff that crackled with thunder, he should have imdiately knelt down and begged for forgiveness.
‘…Then maybe things wouldn’t have turned out like this…’
Tears as large as chicken droppings started to flow from Bayon’s eyes as he lanted his miserable fate.
And then,
“Hmm… son, write this down. The foxes of the Red Tower are quite oblivious and cry a lot.”
104.28.193.250
From afar, observing through a telescope, Mason, the chairman of the Wandering rchants Association, spoke, and
Scribble. Scribble.
Jeras quietly wrote it down on paper.
Both of them, being foxes, had fortunately been brought along to the Harvest Festival.
“Father, that’s Sejun-nim and Theo-nim over there.”
Jeras was about to greet them imdiately, but—
“No! We’re hiding our identities here and gathering useful information to help Sejun-nim.”
Thanks to Mason’s intervention, they stayed hidden and continued gathering information about the foxes from the other towers.
‘If Theo-nim catches us, we’ll get extorted for money and suffer a lot… We must stay hidden until the Harvest Festival ends.’
Of course, what Mason had told Jeras was a lie.
Mason just had an inexplicable desire to hide, even though he had done nothing wrong.
***
Kihihit. Kking! Kking!
[Hehe. Butler! If this guy acts up again, just tell ! Then the great Blackie will personally deal with him!]
Thump. Thump.
Blackie gleefully stomped on Bayon’s face.
At that mont,
Kiki!
Kiki!
Leader, we’re heading out!
The Destruction Devourers suddenly barged in.
Kking?
They picked up Blackie with their mouths, placing him on their heads, and began moving together as a group.
“Play safely and co back early!”
Sejun shouted from behind.
“Great Blackie-nim, we sense the aura of Violet’s energy nearby.”
Eomdol reported to Blackie after detecting Violet’s presence.
Kking?!
[Really?!]
“Yes.”
Kihihit. Kking! Kking!
[Hehe. Then let’s go catch Violet! Let’s move out!]
The fourth subordinate!
And so, Blackie and his subordinates moved, riding the Destruction Devourers.
Piyo?
“Uhehehe. Are you here to welco us back?”
Where they headed, they encountered Piyot and Uren, who were returning.
And then,
Kiki!
Kiki!
The Destruction Devourers surrounded Uren and started rummaging through his pockets.
At that mont,
Plop.
A purple crystal fell from Uren’s pocket.
Uhehehe. I’ll give this to Sejun~nim.
Uren had defeated Violet and picked up the crystal that had fallen nearby.
However,
‘I’m sensing Krueger-hyung’s aura from these guys.’
In truth, Violet was only pretending to be dead.
As expected from unlucky Uren. He was about to deliver a fragnt of the Apostle of Destruction to Sejun…
“Violet!”
– Krueger-hyung, where have you been?! Don’t tell you got captured by these guys?! If that’s the case, I will…
As Violet, who had discovered Eomdol, was about to return to his original form
“Violet, stop!”
– Huh?!
Eomdol charged at Violet, who had been calling out to him.
And then,
Thrust!
Eomdol stabbed Violet in the chest and pulled out the Core Fragnt, throwing it to the Destruction Devourers.
Kiki!
Kiki!
The Destruction Devourers sward around the core, which was filled with the energy of destruction.
– What?! Hyung, why did you… to ?!
As Violet’s core disappeared, he shrank in size, staring at Eomdol with a betrayed expression.
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Welco, Violet!]
Blackie appeared, welcoming Violet with a mischievous grin.
***
“Here, eat this and stop crying.”
“Sniff… Yes…”
“Kiing. Thank you.”
“Sniff! It’s so delicious!”
While Sejun comforted the crying Bayon and his subordinates by grilling samgyeopsal,
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Butler! I exorcised another one and brought it here!]
Thump. Thump.
Blackie confidently strutted into the kitchen, carrying a humanoid purple crystal of similar size and shape to Eomdori on its back.
Kking!
[This is Violet, the Crystal Giant of Destruction and the 11th seat of the Apostle of Destruction!]
Since Sejun had already discovered that Eomdol, Ggomi, and Kkabi were Apostles of Destruction, Blackie proudly introduced Violet.
“Hello…”
Violet bowed at a 90-degree angle to Sejun.
Honestly, Violet wasn’t happy about greeting a human like this.
But he couldn’t be disrespectful toward the butler of the great Blackie-nim, forrly known as Fenrir, the god-hunting noble wolf.
As soon as he greeted Sejun,
Kihihit. Kking!
[Heheh. Butler! Give this one a na too!]
Blackie asked Sejun to na Violet.
“But Blackie-nim, I already have a na…”
Violet tried to refuse, but—
Kking!
[Shut up!]
“Quiet!”
Sharalang!
Trying to have your cool na?! Not a chance!
With jealousy burning in their eyes, Blackie, Eomdol, and Kkabi glared at Violet, leaving out only Ggomi.
Thump. Thump.
They looked at Sejun with eager, expectant eyes.
“Hmmm…”
And so, Sejun’s naming shop opened again before a day had passed.
‘Boradori.’ ( TL: Boradori (보라돌이) is the Korean na for Tinky Winky from Teletubbies, a British children’s television series.)
The mont he saw Violet’s purple body, this na popped into his mind.
No, no!
Boradori lacked sincerity and creativity.
The next na that ca to mind was…
Since Violet was about the size of a thumb-sized purple crystal, Eombojeong. (TL: Eombojeong (엄보정) is a portmanteau derived from the combination of the words “엄지 크기” (eomji keugi, aning thumb-sized) and “보라색 수정” (borasaek sujeong, aning purple crystal). The term Eombojeong is ford by taking ‘Eom’ (엄) from eomji keugi, ‘Bo’ (보) from borasaek, and ‘Jeong’ (정) from sujeong, resulting in 엄보정.)
But this followed the sa pattern he used when naming Eomdol, so it was discarded.
“Hmmm…”
Maybe it was because he had already co up with the once-in-a-lifeti masterpiece na Black Torch today, no good ideas were coming to him.
“Show if you have any special skills.”
So today, instead of focusing on appearance, he decided to base the na on abilities.
“Ahem. I can grow and detonate athysts.”
Why am I nervous about this?
At Sejun’s request, Violet detached part of his body and demonstrated his ability.
Fwoosh.
The purple crystal ignited, and purple flas began to burn.
Normally, it would have exploded instantly, but due to Violet’s lack of power, the crystal burned slowly, leading to this phenonon.
“Th-this isn’t right…”
Violet, flustered, was embarrassed by the unexpected result.
Since it makes purple fire, Boburi? (TL: Combination of 보라색 (borasaek aning purple) and 불 (bul aning fire) making it Boburi (보불이))
Since it makes purple flas, Boyeomi? (TL: Combination of 보라색 (borasaek aning purple) and 화염 (hwayeom aning fla) making it Boyeomi (보염이))
Since it explodes crystals, Supoki? (TL: Combination of 수정 (sujeong aning crystal) and 폭발 (pogbal aning explosion) making it Supoki (수폭이))
Since the crystal burns, Suta? (TL: Combination of 수정 (sujeong aning crystal) and 타고 있는 (tago issneun aning burning) making it Suta (수타))
While watching this, Blackie and his subordinates eagerly awaited the odd na Sejun would co up with.
“From now on, your na is Jaki!”
……?
Breaking everyone’s expectations, Sejun said an unexpected na.
While everyone was focused on the burning crystal,
‘Did he say he grows athysts?!’
Heheh. Growing athysts, what a unique ability.
Sejun was carefully observing to see if Violet’s body would regenerate.
Oh! It’s real.
As athysts grew back from Violet’s body, regenerating the part that was just detached
…!
A word flashed into his mind like lightning.
Athyst Growing. Shortened to Jaki! (TL: 자수정 키우기 (Jasujeong Kiugi), aning ‘Growing Athyst,’ is shortened to 자키 (Jaki).)
Kihihit. Kking! Kking!
[Heheh. As expected of my butler! You never disappoint !]
“As expected of Sejun-nim!”
Kkiruk!
Sharalang!
“So, my na is Jaki…”
Except for Violet, who had just received the na, Blackie and his subordinates were satisfied with Sejun’s latest naming masterpiece.
Thus, Violet, the Crystal Giant of Destruction and the 11th seat of the Apostle of Destruction, was given a new na as Jaki, the 4th subordinate of the great Blackie.
“From now on, Jaki, let’s make only 1 kg of athyst per day. If you want to make other colors, feel free to do that too.”
?!
Along with the heavy responsibility of producing crystals.
And then,
“Hmm… The foxes of the Red Tower sure eat well, even while crying.”
Mason, who had been watching the cooking area the whole ti, comnted.
“Father, the foxes from the Brown Tower are on the move.”
Scribble. Scribble.
Jeras, who was writing down Mason’s words while watching the movents of foxes from other towers, said.
“Really?”
Mason quickly adjusted his telescope and spotted the Brown Tower foxes sneaking around.
Where are they going?
Mason tracked the direction of their movent.
“Those Brown Tower foxes really don’t have any sense. They’re going to get themselves into big trouble…”
Crunch, crunch.
Unlike his concerned voice, he started eating peanuts from his pocket with a bright smile.
To enjoy watching the upcoming fight.
Their target were Piyot and Uren, who were returning to the farm.
And the Minotaur King.
A short while later…
Squeal!
The screams of the Brown Tower foxes echoed, and soon, Piyot and Uren were seen busily stamping the paws of the unconscious Brown Tower foxes onto the slave contracts.
At that mont,
…?
Suddenly, Mason’s view was filled with pink.
What is this?
As Mason wondered in confusion,
“Hello, Theo-nim.”
He heard Jeras’ voice.
Theo was blocking the front of Mason’s telescope with his front paw.
“Th- Theo-nim! It’s an honor to see you!”
Mason quickly put down his telescope and stood up to greet Theo.
“Puhuhut. Nice to see you, Chairman Mason-nim, ow!”
Theo, who had followed the pull of his front paw, smiled brightly at Mason.
And then,
!!!
Puhuhut. As expected, I am the great Chairman Park’s right hand, ow! I’ve thought of a good way to make money, ow!
An incredible idea popped into Theo’s head as he looked at Mason.
“Puhuhut. Chairman Mason-nim, I want you to sell Harvest Festival tickets, ow!”
Theo tasked Mason with selling tickets for the Harvest Festival, stamped with his paw print.
*****
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