Royal Roader on My Own

Chapter 182: Are there no fancier items? (1)

I was worried about the condition of the Stone Elves anyway. There were already over twenty Stone Elves that had been unsummoned from taking too much damage.

The rest had damaged their bodies as well.

“Please pull me up.”

I shouted out loud and grabbed the rope they lowered down the wall.

They started to pull the rope from the top.

‘Stone Elves, unsummon! High Elf, unsummon as well!’

The Elves who had been fighting against the Jeppi instantly disappeared. The Jeppis looked confused again.

I used that moment to climb up the wall.

I heard Bangart’s voice right next to me.

“Haha, you were over there! You truly are a brother of the Dwarves. Us Dwarves love fighting fiercely like that.”

Did I move up from a friend to a brother?

It was nice to hear.

But just how many did he bring with him? I thought there would only be 30 – 40 of them but there were a lot more. There must be at least 100 of them.

He didn’t come with the Dwarves from another tribe, did he?

“Thank you for coming.”

“Brothers don’t say such things. I only brought a portion of them with me because they were all dying to go.”

I never expected such words to come out of a selfish Dwarf’s mouth. It did not fit them at all.

They probably did it because they wanted their weapons fortified. They probably had a desire to fight out on the battlefield as well.

It made sense that the Dwarves might fight to volunteer.

“Shall we destroy the Jeppi tribe’s momentum first? They’re extremely fired up after attacking the Ameri Kingdom as well.”

“Really? We can’t let those worse than insects Jeppi bastards run wild. Where do you need us to go?”

I looked toward Harrison instead of responding. Battles would become a mess if the orders came from multiple people.

“This area has it the worst. Please protect this area. That will allow us to go fortify the other areas.”

I looked back toward Bangart.

“You heard him, right sir?”

“Alright. Everybody heard him? Let’s show those bastards what happens if they crawl up the wall.”

The 100 Dwarves spread out through the wall.

The Jeppis underneath the wall were building up their momentum again. They were crawling up the wall as soon as I unsummoned the Stone Elves.

But that was it.

There was a significant difference between the wall being defended by humans and it being defended by Dwarves. The Jeppis ended up as headless corpses as soon as they crawled up to the top of the wall.

I mixed in with the Dwarves and swung Goonto’s Twin Blades. I wanted to go down and raise my level some more, but there was no need to overdo it.

The next day.

“Brothers. You were already here?”

“There’s nothing to worry about now that we are here.”

I heard some new voices early in the morning.

It was the Dwarves. The Chieftains of the other tribes had brought their warriors with them.

But there were too many of them.

“Just how many did you bring with you?”

“There were too many volunteers. But it didn’t seem right to only bring a few people.”

“Isn’t it better to have more people in a situation like this?”

I suppose that is true.

But this is too many people. There seemed to be at least 1,000 of them.

Where else would you be able to see 1,000 Dwarves moving together like this?

I suddenly wanted to sigh. I would need to fortify the weapons of all of these Dwarves.

But it wasn’t much of a problem once I thought about it again. I should be able to finish it in three or four days.

It was actually better because I could end the war quickly thanks to them.

Furthermore, Bangart and the other Dwarves were quite tired. We had to fight all night because the Jeppi continued to attack without stopping.

Even the Dwarves who were known as the battling race needed to rest from time to time.

Harrison had walked over to this side as I chatted with them.

Harrison’s jaws dropped. He was shocked enough from seeing 100 Dwarves yesterday, but ten times that amount had shown up today.

But he soon calmed down. He quickly organized the situation fitting his role as a Commanding Officer representing the entire kingdom.

“The Jeppis are moving toward the southern wall. The area bordering Osville does not seem to be doing well. If it is okay with you, I would like to ask you to split up your group.”

Of course, we need to do that. Even 100 of them were a strong force to handle.

It seemed as if there were about 50 Dwarves from each of the twenty tribes. It would probably be best to split up based on their tribes.

The Dwarves were very cooperative. They listened to however we divided them up and went wherever we told them to go.

We should be able to put out the emergency fires like this.

The remaining issue is to get rid of the Jeppis that are still in the Batoru Kingdom. Then we will be able to gather the militia and focus our forces in one location.

The first location was naturally Titan Valley.

“Great Patriarch-nim. Shall we go to where your son is right now?”

“Sounds good.”

I headed to Titan Valley with the 100 Dwarves Bangart brought with him.

Titan Valley was holding on better than I expected. The administrative side was being taken care of perfectly by Humbley while Goonto and the Dwarves were keeping the final line of defense down.

Bangart patted Goonto’s back quite firmly.

“My son.”

That seemed to be the Dwarves’ way of showing happiness for meeting up again. They just glanced at each other without saying much and jumped into the battlefield.

“Then how about we passionately fight now?”

“Sounds good! Let’s go!”

The United States’ New Jersey Baltusrol Golf Club.

The PGA Championship that started on August 9th had already finished the third round and entered the fourth and final round.

The field was surrounded by the gallery. The broadcast confirmed that this tournament had the largest number of people ever in the gallery. There were 710,000 people total until the third round and today supposedly had another 300,000 people.

That meant that there were over 1,000,000 people through all four rounds combined.

The largest gallery in history until now was 719,000 people through all four rounds. This year had beaten the past record in three rounds and created a much higher new record.

The reason for that?

It’s embarrassing, but it was because of me.

I had participated in 21 tournaments during this year of the PGA tour.

It was not a large number of tournaments. I had participated in two tournaments a month right after winning my ticket to the PGA.

But that was to earn a ticket to the Majors.

I had no reason to do that after winning the first Major tournament of the year, the Masters. That was why I only participated in one a month after that.

But all focus was still on me. Numerous TV stations throughout the world fought to interview me whenever I participated in a tournament and a lot of people showed up for the gallery.

It was to the point that any tournament I showed up at ended up as a major tournament.

The reason was simple.

It was because I continued to create unbelievable results. It was especially shocking because I was still a rookie who had just entered the golf world.

I participated in 21 tournaments and won 21 times. Naturally, I won all three Major tournaments I participated in.

And I was right about to win the fourth and final Major tournament.

My result after three rounds was 24 under par.

I had achieved a 9 under par by the 17th hole today. It was a shocking record to have a total of 33 under par because this tournament was known for having the most difficult holes in the PGA.

However, I was not done yet. I still had the final hole to play.

It was a 386-yard par-4 hole. That is approximately 353 meters.

But there was a slight uphill and a headwind, so I needed do send it an extra thirty meters to make it on-green.

That meant I needed to send it flying 370 meters.

Something like that was not difficult anymore.

I also felt like I could even see the strong wind in the air now. I might make a slight error, but it wouldn’t be enough to send the ball to a random spot.

The Jewel of Luck I activated at the start of the competition was still active as well.

[ Driver 370 Skill: Advanced Level 2, 17% ]

I activated my skill and swung my driver.

Tang!

Everyone in the gallery looked forward while following the ball.

The gallery started to cheer.

“Wow! Good shot!”

“Unbelievable!”

Whistle-

I didn’t need to see it with my eyes to predict the results.

The ball fell accurately in front of the green and made a large bounce to land on top of the green.

The question was how close it would get to the cup.

I could cut two strokes if it was close but would have to settle for cutting one stroke if it was far.

But the gallery’s reactions turned a bit weird.

“Huuuuh? Is that about to go in?”

“Uhhh, uhhh, uhh.”

I suddenly felt my heart thump as well. I had gotten a hole in ones a couple of times during this tournament, but I had never recorded an Albatross until now.

I should be able to record one by now…

The gallery cheered again as I had that thought.

“Wow! An Albatross!”

“Holy crap! What did I just see?”

Whistle-

Even Han Sul Yi who was my caddie must have heard the news as she jumped up and down.

But why was I so nonemotional? Was I blanking out because I was so happy?

I just felt like oh, whatever.

‘I guess it went in. Haha. It went in.’

A luxurious restaurant in the middle of Philadelphia.

The others followed me into the restaurant.

The name of this restaurant was ‘Arirang.’ I created one of these restaurants in fifty different important cities in New Jersey and other major cities throughout the United States. There were probably a total of 1,000 locations if you included China, Japan, and Europe as well.

Some of them looked around as if they were amazed and gasped in shock.

“Wow. How beautiful.”

“I’ve never been to such a beautiful restaurant before.”

“I didn’t know there was a place like this so close to New Jersey!” (TL: Author put that Philadelphia was IN New Jersey…so I made changes for him.)

I was satisfied with the interior as well. It felt cozy even though it was quite wide because of the Korean traditional items throughout the restaurant.

Even the faint scent of wood felt luxurious.

This was a Korean Restaurant the Dandelion School opened near New Jersey. It wasn’t well-known yet because it has only been open for a week.

That was why I brought people over for publicity.

I brought some reporters and players I met at the Baltusrol Golf Club, as well as some of the gallery members who donated to a new school called Puturo I create in the South.

Although it was a wide place, it could not fit that many people.

There was a max capacity of 70 people.

Everybody found a seat to sit down. I was at a table with some journalists.

There were menus on the table.

Some of the guests started to look through the menu. Then their eyes all opened wide.

It was because it was more expensive than they had expected. Even the cheaper items were at least $200 per serving and some of the more expensive items were $990 per serving.

The items coming out today were the expensive $990 Avant-guarde Korean food.

However, they were more shocked at the ingredients than the cost.

“Oh my! Everything is created with slim meat.”

“Slim meat? What is that?”

“Oh, you haven’t heard about it? It’s popular among the wealthy for being a diet food.”

“Ah, are you talking about sweet meat?”

“It’s also called sweet meat or diet meat. But the original name is slim meat.”

“I see. I have heard about it. It tastes better than meat and is more nutritious but has less than half the calories.”

“That’s right. I’ve always wanted to try it, but I didn’t expect to get to try it here.”

Most of the people knew about slim meat.

It was the result of all-out publicity until now. We created a luxurious diet center for the wealthy and created a diet menu based on slim meat.

We used Youtube a lot as well. We posted a lot of videos of people who claimed that dieting with slim meat worked really well.

Of course, they were all planned.

We recruited thirty dedicated people and put them through a strict diet. Then we showed the PR videos of them saying that they were able to successfully lose weight thanks to slim meat without starving themselves.

But we limited the number of slim meat for sale. We put out only enough to run out through selling for thirty minutes on the home shopping shows as well.

It led to a lot of people telling each other about it.

All the guests looked full of anticipation.

The employees started to bring out the food while they sat around. There were a total of seven different items but the focus was the tteok-galbi and bulgogi.

Of course, the main ingredient was slim meat.

The name, ‘slim meat’ and ‘sweet meat’ has been ingrained in most people’s mind by now that the image should not be easily destroyed even if someone starts attacking it by saying it is artificial meat.

Of course, the taste would be the best as well. These were the completed results after recruiting the top chefs in America to create and recreate over and over.

Everybody quickly started to eat once the food came out. They then quickly closed their eyes and started to compliment the food.

“Is this traditional Korean food? Mm. The taste is amazing.”

“Tteok-galbi. I heard that there were a lot of delicious traditional foods in Korea, but I didn’t know the taste would be this amazing.”

“The bulgogi is great too. The ingredients taste really fresh.” (PR: I went to a Korean BBQ restaurant recently and the service was shit tbh. Food was okay, the other KBBQ place I’d been to was better though)

They were not just giving me lip service either. We had already tested it out with many people and competitions to judge the taste.

‘Yes. Eat well and tell a lot of people about it.’

There was not a lot of food. Food is something you need to leave them longing for more in order for them to desire it even more next time.

Translator: Miraclerifle

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