Hoarding in Hell Novel

The first sense to awaken was the sense of smell.

The fine dust filled the lungs and polluted the inside of the body.

Feeling the polluted air melt into his blood, Hyunmoo slowly stood up.

The red sky, mysterious monsters and countless mosquitoes roaming the sky.

And a crossroad covered in sand and dust, now with only traces left.

Normal difficulty: It was a hellish landscape.

"Hmm."

The outfit was the same as the one she was wearing in Difficulty: Normal. It meant more like a rag than clothes.

But his body was clean as if he had never been hurt. His eyes, which had been destroyed by the teacher, were still intact.

Hyunmoo looked back at her last memories. The moment her teacher tried to take Lenny An away from her, Lee Ji-tae stabbed her teacher's back with a bamboo spear.

I had no idea why it happened, or what causal relationship it was.

But she remembered that it was awesome.

Immediately after seeing Lenian getting stabbed and disappearing into the abyss, he too was caught up in Lee Ji-tae's attack and bounced off.

Hyunmoo, who had her whole body tied to an ego weapon, was devastated and began to fall.

Fortunately, however, Adam Fort caught him. She even remembered coming down to the ground.

It was there. She couldn't remember any more.

"He's alive."

But that was all for Hyunmoo's impressions.

"Oh, Lenian."

Hyunmoo, who remembered that he had been pierced through Lee Ji-tae's spear, hurriedly looked for Lenian.

But Lenian was nowhere to be seen.

However, I did not think that Lenian would have died. Even if Lenian was a mortal existence in the first place... … .

"Butler."

Hyunmoo turned his head, startled by the sudden voice. There stood Lenian with a gloomy expression on his face.

Hyunmoo had never seen Lenian so dead.

"The master doesn't really want to destroy the world."

"...well, is it usually?"

"Then what about the butler? If you're a chicken instead of a pheasant, if even a butler wants to destroy the world, I can help."

"The destruction of the world is like a big dream to me... I like a simpler life."

"Ugh, then, let's be humble then, enslave all children under the age of 10 and kill all the rest to use as fertilizer for the fields. Don't teach any knowledge or language, we'll castrate them all and use them as slaves only for us. Then slowly, but someday, the butler Will the people of the world also perish?"

"Let's have a constructive conversation about that later."

Once Hyunmoo confirmed that Lennie Ann was safe, he went to the Hearthstone to check other things as well. But nothing was caught.

"Yes?"

There was no return seat.

Hyunmoo felt a chill go down his spine for a moment.

He felt as if he had lost his cell phone, wallet, and passport at the same time while traveling.

He was a hearthstone that he did not miss when bathing or sleeping. He didn't think he would have lost it in a fight.

"Why, butler?"

"There are no hearthstones. Ah... I hope."

Hyunmoo had something to point out.

When Hyunmoo fulfilled his 'Promise' and became a star, he was marked with 'Remaining Resurrection: 1'. It seemed that Hyunmoo was alive because of that.

He had believed in it for a long time even when he pushed his teacher's guts, but he didn't expect the hearthstone itself to be destroyed.'By the way, didn't I say that the hearthstone is the star itself?'

Hyunmoo was suddenly puzzled.

The Broken Star, Gaul, said the Hearthstone is the Star to which it has turned. The star that turned back was also the source of the teacher's ability to return.

That meant the teacher was no longer able to use the regression ability.

The problem was that Hyunmoo also couldn't go back to Difficulty: Normal.

The wind blew.

Poisonous fine dust and a sharp wind that cut even leaves brushed my skin. Lenian asked with a smile on his face.

"Then the butler has become a real member of 'our house' now?"

Hyunmoo felt terrible in Difficulty: Hell after a very long time.

It's a place that I've fallen in love with now, but I didn't even have the slightest desire to live.

"Well, if you live here, it's pretty good, butler. It's bleak, barren, and there's only people with eyes to kill each other, and there's no chance that life will ever be born. There's no good food or fresh air."

"Which one of those lists do you like right now?"

“No matter how positive and hopeful a butler may be, if he lives in a place like this, he will surely want to destroy the world someday.”

Hyunmoo didn't want to, but had to nod his head.

Rather than living in a place like this, it might be better to destroy the world and hope for the next life.

But Hyunmoo did not intend to give up life so easily.

"Let's find a way..."

Then something caught Hyunmoo's eyes.

It was a small camera protruding from the top of the sand dune.

Hyunmoo rushed in and snatched it from hiding in the sand.

It was a lower level golem in the shape of a crab.

The Broken Star, the one Ghaul uses for reconnaissance.

Hyunmoo opened his mouth, looking straight at the camera of the guy who violently slammed Hyunmoo's hand.

"Let's talk. Gaul. No, should I call you Maria Keller? Let's meet anyway."

***

Ghaul's agent, Maria Keller, was surprisingly docile and informed Hyunmoo of a certain location.

As Hyunmoo visited it, he recalled a conversation he had with Adam Fort in Difficulty: Hell.

Maria Keller signed a contract with the Broken Star to create a 'promise' for no other reason, she said.

In order to make a star that has turned around, the power of a star with the ability to 'disintegrate' is needed.

Of course, it wasn't the only thing necessary, but it was the same in that it was an indispensable element to make a hearthstone.

Hyunmoo's arrival was not far from the crossroads. In the old days, it was a place that seemed to be quite a bustling area.

As far as here, it remained relatively intact. Except that there were no people and crystal moss was growing everywhere like a bush, there was no visible breakage.

She and she found a sign 'Cafe Alpha' inside a secluded alley. It was the only place where electricity was drawn from and the lights were on.

Hyunmoo opened the cafe door and entered.

Like the exterior, the interior was surprisingly clean, with only a little dust piled up.

Even in the midst of the destruction of the world, this place seemed irrelevant.

He did not have to search for Mary. Maria didn't even need to call Hyunmoo. Because there weren't many people.

However, the number was higher than expected.

There was one other person in the cafe, not just Maria Keller.

"Nice to meet you. Mr. Kang Hyunmoo. Do you meet unexpected people in unexpected places?"

After Kang Hyunmoo became a star, he met the difficulty he encountered when using the Hearthstone: The Priest of Hell sat opposite Maria Keller.

The male priest in a pure white suit smiled and left the seat next to him.

Hyunmoo contorted her face and looked at Maria Keller.

I thought that Maria Keller would be better off sitting next to that naughty priest, but Maria's condition wasn't very good either.

Maria was in the shape of a constantly breaking crystal, as she had seen before.

She spit sharp crystals non-stop and ferociously in every direction of her, piercing her chair in which she was sitting.

Hyunmoo thought a little, then decided to just sit down next to the offended priest. I didn't want to have a hole in her side for nothing.

"What are you? I'm just here to see Maria Keller."

The priest smiled and continued.

"I can tell you now. My name is Isaiah Ren. If I say Admiral Ren, you might know."

***

The priest, who identified himself as Admiral Ren, tapped near his right eye.

It was the very spot where Hyunmoo had 'Admiral Ren's one-piece glasses' in his eye.

Hyunmoo realized that the opponent in front of him was the person who wrote the 'comments' attached to the descriptions of the items, skills, and monsters he had discovered so far.

He had a record until quite recently, so I was wondering who he was, but I didn't know he was one of the priests.

But he also thought it was normal. A priest must be a person who can observe from an objective position.

"Maria and I had a prior arrangement. We're pretty close. I'd like to meet you, but he asked if I could invite you to the same place."

"You're close... Professor Keller, I knew you had some kind of connection with the priests. But I didn't know you were even close."

The information that Maria knew went beyond the level of humanity, and her intention to act as a controller was clearly visible. It was strange not to doubt the existence of the priests.

But Isaiah Len said it as an excuse.

"Oh, but it's not what you think it is. We're pure friendship. Maria hates all the priests besides me. To be honest, I'm in the same position as her."

"Is Professor Keller the kind of person who can have friendships?"

“Well, everyone has their own story.”

Maria Keller neither affirmed nor denied. She hadn't said a word since she entered her cafe.

"It seems like a pretty awkward relationship."

"If silence isn't awkward, we're really close."

Hyunmoo thought for a moment.

However, the person Hyunmoo wanted to talk to was Maria, Gaul's agent, not the priest.

Priests were really useless. Rather, I don't know if it's a hindrance.

At that moment, a crystal that suddenly sprouted on the table tightly bound Hyunmoo's hand.

At Hyunmoo's fingertips, there was an auror with the power of the apocalypse.

Isaiah Ren smiled shyly and stepped back a little.

"Now you know that Maria at least has a favor with me, right?"

"Looks like that."

Hyunmoo broke the crystal and pulled out his hand again.

I really didn't mean to kill Isaiah Ren. She was only planning to make threats.

But if Maria was protecting him, she could not be killed easily.

"So when can we get the real business? I didn't come to the cafe to chat or chat. That's why most people come to the cafe."

"First, um. I think we should explain our priests."

"Is it important?"

“It may not matter, but at least you wonder why we gamble like this and what we are looking for?”

"It's okay if it doesn't matter."

It is a story that screenwriters will shed tears of blood, but Kang Hyunmoo was a person who was not interested in the background or worldview while playing the game.

Rather, he would have been more interested in the stats of characters or items.

On the other hand, Isaiah Ren, a man who would travel around the world meticulously collecting settings, had an embarrassing face.

[listen.]

Then Maria opened her mouth for the first time. She was a voice that resonated with several overlapping voices.

[Because if you don't listen, Ren has no one else to tell.]"Oh, damn it. Yeah. Say it. As short as possible."

Hyunmoo was in the position to ask Maria something. It's not that hard to hear him talk, so he decided to listen first. Isaiah Ren smiled shyly.

“Before that, we must lift the embargo.”

Fit geek.

In Hyunmoo's ear, a harsh sound, like scraping iron, was heard.

I don't know what has changed, but somehow my head feels a little clearer.

"We are the priests of the Crown of Thorns."

"The Crown of Thorns?"

"Each branch has a different name, but it is also called the Priest of Thorns. What we are looking for is a nine-headed dragon, like the other Priests of the Thorns. Among them, the head is a little special."

"Nine-headed dragon? Is it like a nine-headed rat?"

Hyunmoo suddenly remembered the legend the ratmen were talking about. Seeing that they have the same nine heads, I wondered if there was something to do with it.

Isaiah Ren laughed and continued her speech.

"Well, the names are different, but I think they're referring to the same thing. Actually, 'dragon' doesn't resemble any other living thing in the world. Ratmen might think that 'dragon' resembles a mouse. But it doesn't resemble anything. Because it didn't, from the beginning, it was given the name 'Dragon', an imaginary creature."

Isaiah Ren fiddling with her empty coffee cup, she said.

"We are looking for the 'bleeding head' among those dragon heads. One of the nine-headed dragons was cut off and wanders the universe alone. The only awakened head among the nine-headed dragons, making a bloody pilgrimage to the universe. The one who does not stop. The head that destruction blossoms in every land touched by his blood. The fragmented god called Ro Munde Ade. Please understand that I cannot give you the full name. of monsters may come."

"Wow, I'm really a fan of the setting. Really. I've attached all the seemingly expressions. Do I really have to explain everything like that? Do you not care about the listeners?"

[If you don't want to hear it, pretend you're listening. Kang Hyunmoo. Whether you hear it or not, Ren has the right to tell a story.]

At Hyunmoo's reply, Maria Keller smirked angrily. But Isaiah Ren looked apologetic.

“In my mind, I want to give you a setting book, but the situation is not good. First of all, you have to listen first to know if you were curious or not? don't you?"

Hyunmoo let out a long sigh.

“…Yes. So what are you going to do when you find it? Do you even want to conquer the world?”

"Well. I've never met him, but a bloody head wouldn't care at all about that. Even if we asked him, he wouldn't listen."Isaiah Ren said with a bitter expression.

"Actually, it is said that the relationship between dragons and priests is more like bedbugs that live on the back of cattle. Bedbugs may praise cattle, but cattle do not know the existence of bedbugs themselves. Rather, they may be bothered."

While demeaning the group and purpose to which they belonged, he continued to speak bitterly.

“But it may be that small beings have a meaning for something great and strong and want to trust themselves with that power.”

"If the thorn blah priests are so annoying, why are you stuck here?"

"I had no other choice. My hometown was 'Apocalyptic'. There are many such priests among the priests."

Isaiah Ren looked out the window.

After making her own world a hell, she was completely wiped out and destroyed, and then she couldn't tell what the scenery would be like for a person who joined a group that turned another world into dust.

"But even priests have their own desires. There are those who want to get their hometown back, or get revenge on the head. There are those whose only purpose is to serve."

"Wait a minute. Then the game was played to find it..."

"Yeah. The game was kind of a giant filter to filter out all the bloody heads from all over the stars. Be it the bloody heads themselves or their remnants, put them on a big sieve and shake them, and you'll end up with big chunks. Stars are their territory in the process. We can also broaden the scope of each other, and our goals met each other."

"So, did you find the bloody head or the neck?"

At Hyunmoo's words, Isaiah Ren made a sly expression.

"I saw a possibility in you, but it was in vain. There is nothing to disappoint. For thousands of years, we have found the arms and claws of animals and even blood here, but in the end they are just the remains of a bloody head."

Hyunmoo was tempted to say that he saw the potential in himself, but in the end it was nothing.

Hyunmoo's impression was the same as the first.

"After all, it's a useless story to say the least!"

“Well… that’s right. After all, what we were looking for wasn’t here.”

"You wasted your time."

[I don't know why you're wasting time. Kang Hyunmoo.]

Maria muttered heavily.

[You're going to live here forever with us anyway. Continuing life itself is already a huge waste of time.]

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