Stuck in The Tower

Chapter 163



Chapter 163 War of Integration

The Devil Gargoyle puts his hand on my shoulder and snaps his finger.

I’m guessing you’ll follow me The one who went first has not yet returned.

At the end of the interview, it seems to move right away.

Does everyone have a set time?

“Hey newcomer. You know first impressions are important, right?”

“As soon as the interview is over, hit it with one blow. That’s a real tip.”

Before following the gargoyles, the demons gave them advice.

Hit it once?

Although I didn’t understand it at first glance.

“I’ve already been through a lot. There is nothing that cannot be done this time.”

Come to think of it, didn’t we fight already?

Although it was appropriate to say that it was a one-sided hit rather than a fight.

That’s right. There was a mess even then, but Meglet didn’t take any action.

I didn’t notice anything strange at the time, but after talking with the demons, I get it.

The reason why he was captured as a slave and not disarmed.

It meant attempting an assassination at any time.

I don’t know what the devil’s culture is like, but if it’s applied in a good way, I have no complaints.

“Where are you going, Mr. Evileye?”

“It’s a meeting, it’s a nabal, how about just breaking it all down and leaving?”

Kim So-dam chased me and was stopped, and Oh Ji-hyeok glared at me as if he would break the gargoyle at any moment.

He’s talking about big trouble, this guy.

“Everyone, make sure to get interviews. If not, the warden will directly punish you.”

I didn’t bother talking about having a stake in my back.

Because I might be able to move passively for nothing.

okay.

An iron ball connected to my ankle was dragged, and for the first time I was able to look at the street corner of the workhouse.

I moved slowly and caught as much as possible in my eyes.

As expected, the structure of the workhouse was complicated.

‘There are some rules.’

It was not completely chaotic.

There was a main passage that went down, and a new road was drilled to the side at certain intervals.

uphill road. Maybe it’s because I’m in a dusty space, but my nose tickles every time I breathe in.

“Kihehehehe.”

The gargoyle cried low.

As if the interview had ended, the person who went first is returning.

The expression is subtle. He didn’t seem to be hurt anywhere else, so it seems like he was just having a conversation.

Their eyes met for a moment, but then they turned their heads.

“Deok Chun.”

I whispered softly

“To that.”

Deokchun secretly went down to the floor.

To look at the areas we didn’t go to.

There is a limit to the information that can be obtained because the language is not communicative, but it is better than nothing.

Could it have been an hour or so?

A light was visible in the distance.

Fresh air felt at the same time.

A faint but audible sniper sound.

It seems the battle isn’t over yet.

Seeing how the sound continues, it seems that the momentum has decreased compared to the first time.

I didn’t even know that maybe the number of people was reduced because they were attacked.

“Kihaak.”

The gargoyle that was guiding me pushes my back.

The warden’s office arrived in no time.

The wall we had broken down had already been neatly mended.

licked his lips Conflicts arose, but they soon reconciled. How to conduct an interview with Maglet.

Okay then.

Shall we go

– Kwaaaaang!

I drew my sword and kicked in the door.

attack at the same time.

“I’m here for an interview!”

I thrust my sword into the guy who was sitting in a chair doing his job.

Meglette held out her hand without looking at me properly.

Grasp the sword with your bare hands.

Normally, if I pulled the sword in this state, my fingers would be cut off.

-Kudeudeudeuk

His grip is too strong.

A sword that doesn’t even move.

Not a single drop of blood fell from Megglett’s hand.

“You are the first climber to challenge you from the first interview.”

– Teeing!

He let go of the sword he was holding.

A sword pulled by repulsive force.

He naturally drew back his sword and raised his left hand.

Aurora Beam.

– Chiyuuuuuuuu!

Five-colored brilliance shoots out.

very fast pace.

It was normal for it to be hard to react as the distance was close.

-Sueuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The aurora beam was swallowed by an unknown black fog.

It is unrealistic to see them disappear without a trace.

I tried to do something after that.

“Fighting is good, but let’s not mess with it. Because it’s annoying to clean up.”

Before I knew it, Megglett came close to me, and before the pain even came up, my knee buckled.

The huge pressure that presses down at the same time as the body tilts.

Unable to bear the weight, I had no choice but to fall to the floor.

heavy. My body feels like it’s about to collapse.

Difficulty breathing.

“Not bad for a surprise.”

“Ugh.”

Megglett sat down on me as a cushion.

I wondered if I could cut off my ankle, but my body wouldn’t move.

Is there such a disparity?

I twisted my head and glared at him.

[Megglett-NPC]

-The demon of the 4th Demon Realm

-Hwanggwi, who refused to integrate

-He runs the 39th floor labor camp.

As the authority was activated, the guy’s information came to mind.

Again, no information is displayed.

Was it because the suppression was completed?

The pressure that was weighing me down slowly eased.

Megglett also got up and buried herself on the sofa, motioning for me to sit across from her.

He took a deep breath and stood up.

“Let’s put the joke aside and proceed with the interview.”

As the slave labor camp demons said, they don’t seem to care much about fighting.

No, I think I like it.

[NPC Megglett’s favorability has increased slightly.]

Increased favorability towards the person who aimed a knife at you?

It was still difficult to understand the demons’ way of thinking, but it was clear that the slavery demons’ advice was correct.

I put my sword in and sat down in front of him.

There are many interviews ahead. let’s do this for today

“Have an interview or something.”

“I think so.”

The guy who takes out a ballpoint pen and paper looks at me.

“Yes, new slave. Is the work worth doing?”

“no.”

“You will gradually get used to it. Does the rice suit your mouth?”

“You didn’t feed me.”

“Oops, I forgot. As I get older, my memory fades. Are you satisfied with your work?”

“I’m dissatisfied with being caught here.”

“It’s like living in the first place. understand See you again.”

The guy scratching his head with the tip of a ballpoint pen asks a pointless question.

Should I say it’s a bogus question?

Age Gender Body information Complaints at the workhouse Signs of escape Etc.

Some of them nodded their heads before answering, and asked the next question, as if the person asking the question was not interested.

Why are you having an alternate interview?

Sitting on the sofa half-lying, he puts down his ballpoint pen.

“It was my first interview, so I had a lot to ask. From now on, it’s a free topic. Do you have any questions?”

Is this the time for me to ask questions?

I pondered for a while.

“Why are you interviewing me? You don’t seem to be interested either.”

“Because that’s the role I was given. NPCs each have a role, and the same goes for the guys at the workhouse.”

It doesn’t seem to make any sense.

It is in the same context as Rilka playing the role of a merchant and Bella playing a snack bar.

That there is no choice but to do it in order to stay in the tower without the ego collapsing.

So next question.

“What is an integration war? Apparently, not all devils are the same.”

Was this question unexpected? he furrows his eyebrows

“I won’t ask how you know about the integration war. The idiots must have told me.”

Scratching her head, Meglet gets up and goes to the window.

I naturally followed him.

people who are significantly reduced.

The number of guardians and gargoyles has also been greatly reduced.

the time the sun goes down.

[Night is a time of tranquility.]

[Gargoyles and guardians retreat.]

[Temporary truce is triggered.]

When Megglett used the NPC’s authority, the demon guardians and devil gargoyles all stopped their attacks and began to enter the workhouse. .

Some even tried to attack the retreating ones.

[Battle is impossible during the temporary truce.]

No damage was done.

I also have a similar experience. There was an option to not fight in the Yeti Dungeon.

Megglett, who had been silent for a moment, opened her mouth.

“Unity War. It was the noble task of uniting five separate clans of demons. We were in the process of returning to our original nature.”

The corner of his mouth goes up at what is so good.

“Red ears, white ears, blue ears, black ears, yellow ears. The demons that rule each district. The white ghost absorbed the red ghost, and the blue ghost ate the black ghost.”

The process of literally uniting each clan into one.

It is not symbolic.

The people I saw at the labor camp prove that.

It was because it retained the traits of the clan it absorbed.

But why is Maglet, the owner of the 39th floor, still the same?

The moment I had doubts.

“By absorbing other clans, the Blue and White Demons became stronger. By the way.”

shit. he smiled.

“Nevertheless, they did not become enemies of the Hwanggwi. Do you know what that means? The Hwanggwi is that much superior! No matter how much they gather and unite, they are just inferior to us!”

His body reflected in the sunset is dyed golden.

Madness shimmers around the delicately sprouted horns and protruding eyes.

“There was no need to become one in the first place! Because Hwanggwi is the apex of the Demon Realm! There was no reason to absorb the others, so we killed them and enslaved them. The process of classifying hybrids and purebloods that have been mixed with each other. It was an integration war. It was beautiful!”

Sitting by the window, he spreads both hands and caresses his body.

like it’s so cute While feeling proud of being a Hwanggwi.

A sense of superiority. narcissism.

I still don’t know the devil’s ecosystem.

Maybe that’s normal among demons.

however.

‘Kildereth didn’t do that.’

Why The more I listen to what he says, the more I frown.

A feeling of repulsion, which even the ruler of the 7th demon realm did not feel, wrapped around his whole body.

I do know one thing though.

Maglet. Hwanggwi.

An arrogant but powerful being.

The mainstream of the 4th Demon Realm.

A war that has lost its meaning and a workhouse that remains as a remnant of war.

That that was the background of the 39th floor.

I quietly bit my lip.

[I learned about the 4th Demon Realm.]

[The hidden quest is triggered.]

A message window popped up to me.

A personal message invisible to him.

I looked at the quest, leaving the guy who was still giggling.

[Demons dreaming of revenge-Hidden Quest]

– A huge war swept through the 4th Demon Realm.

-In the unification war, there was a cause to become one apart from the barbaric way.

– Although they aimed their weapons at each other and took their lives, there was respect and respect for the defeated clan.

-The process of becoming one. It was the fate of the demons of the five directions, but Hwanggwi abandoned everything and mercilessly killed those who were defeated. made a slave

– The demons in the workhouse dream.

– May the beings who have forgotten their true nature be punished as they deserve.

– Join forces with the demons of the slave station to defeat Maglet.

First time climbing the tower.

Received a quest to get rid of NPCs.

It’s nonsense.

NPCs are powerful beings. Not only did I, who hadn’t even reached the 40th floor, not be able to deal with them. Even if I borrowed the power of the same NPC, the slave demons, they were already defeated.

In other words, Maglet is stronger than them.

Dangerous. A quest with virtually zero possibility. If it was common sense, it would have been correct to reject it.

[Do you accept the quest?]

[YES/NO]

“Yes.”

After confirming the reward, I reflexively pressed accept.

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