Damn Necromancer - Chapter 119

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Wasteful Necromancer (119)
Vampire’s Castle
Marco, branch manager of the Malay Trading Company.
He was, at this very moment, flabbergasted.
‘Is this really happening?’
The staggering quantity of finished goods piled before his eyes.
Like a magic wand, every time materials arrived, they returned as thousands of completed items.
And all in less than a single day.
[Receiving crafted goods from Kim Min-woo!]
[Paying 1,302,500 Points!]
First day: two thousand pieces.
Second day: four thousand pieces.
Nearly six thousand crafted goods purchased, and over two million points vanished in a blink.
It was the sort of sum that would make even a large trading house reel.
The cold sweat beading on Marco’s forehead was hardly surprising.
“I, I’ve received the goods in excellent condition.”
At that, Kim Min-woo broke into a smile.
“Payment received. Though I must say, the materials you’re supplying this time seem rather sparse?”
“That is… we’ve exhausted every material available within the castle town. We’ve sent agents to nearby cities to procure more, so if you could wait just another day…”
“You’ll be providing a more generous supply this time, then?”
“Of course. We plan to bring everything we can gather, so you needn’t worry in the slightest.”
Five nearby cities.
If they brought all the materials from those places, they could manufacture at least thirty thousand items.
“Will you have sufficient points to cover payment?”
“Haha. We’re a major trading house, whatever appearances might suggest. Payment is entirely feasible.”
Marco answered with apparent confidence.
Of course, if thirty thousand finished goods actually materialized, he’d have to disburse an astronomical sum.
‘Even if I have to disgorge everything, this deal must succeed.’
The merchant’s mind began spinning calculations at high speed.
Thirty percent of everything Kim Min-woo produced was Magic-grade.
If thirty thousand crafted items came through?
Nine thousand Magic-grade.
Twenty-one thousand Normal-grade. That was the breakdown.
The company could profit roughly twenty points per Normal-grade item and eighty points per Magic-grade item.
‘Even taking just ten percent of the profit…’
The gain was 1,140,000 points.
And if you factored in the company’s growing influence, that ripple effect couldn’t be measured in mere points—not at that scale.
To successfully close a deal of this magnitude and turn over inventory?
‘A position as Chief Administrator isn’t mere fantasy.’
He could build an achievement worthy of aiming not just at managing a single city branch, but at the central headquarters itself.
Naturally, Marco was prepared to stake everything. For instance, leveraging every property the company owned in the city as collateral for a full loan.
There was no other way to disburse payment exceeding ten million points in such a short span.
‘It’s overstepping my authority, true.’
But if you pay it back eventually, what’s the harm?
Fail, and you’re a gambler; succeed, and you’re a hero.
‘Remarkable, really…’
Just ten percent of the profit was 1,140,000 points.
So nine times that would be?
10,260,000 points.
If he could actually bring thirty thousand manufactured items, a mercenary might be born with more points than some of the nobility themselves.
* * *
‘Not bad, really.’
He had the capacity to manufacture goods, but materials were running short.
He’d been meaning to pause production around this point anyway.
The reason was simple.
[Hidden Condition for VIP Shop Opening Achieved!]
[Currently holding 1,000,000 or more Points!]
[You may now open the VIP Shop.]
[If you discover further hidden conditions, you may be able to unlock tiers even higher than this.]
This message had appeared before his eyes as the transaction concluded.
‘The VIP Shop.’
They said something special happens once you accumulate points beyond a certain threshold.
It was true enough.
‘Though the conditions are absolutely brutal.’
A million points?
Most people would never amass that.
‘The standings on day two…….’
Second place had 530,000 points.
Third place had 360,000.
Only two participants looked capable of producing numbers like those.
Park Si-woo and Seo Ye-rim.
‘At best, even those two would come close to scraping by.’
Either way.
Now that the unlock conditions were met, it was time to survey the merchandise.
The moment the shop’s opening crossed his mind.
[VIP Shop now open!]
[Sales Assistant arriving!]
With the message, something burst into existence above the empty air.
A small bear doll.
Achingly familiar.
“Running into you everywhere, huh? Good to see you, buddy.”
―……!
The doll’s eyes went wide.
―W-wait, did you really accumulate a million points……?
“Yeah, that’s me. You’re a supervisor and didn’t notice?”
―It’s not a matter of insufficient ability, sir. The system’s simply structured so that I can’t intervene at all. I can’t even observe.
Popo bowed his head, his protest carrying a note of grievance.
―A-anyway, pleased to meet you again.
“Right. So you’re the sales assistant?”
―Y-yes, sir.
“What are we selling here?”
―One moment, please.
[Sales inventory now displayed!]
〈Tip 1. This shop remains accessible through the second examination.〉
〈Tip 2. Only items applicable to the authorized personnel are shown.〉
[1. Light Bomb (500,000 Points)]
[2. Supreme-grade Elixir Recipe (1,000,000 Points)]
[3. Elixir (1,000,000 Points)]
[4. Random Item Box (2,000,000 Points)]
[5. Weathered Key (5,000,000 Points)]
[6. ???]
[7. ???]
[8. ???]
‘Wow.’
Kim Min-woo whistled low at the price list. The cheapest item started at 500,000 points.
Absolutely vicious pricing.
‘But…….’
The items being sold were exceptional.
Exceptionally so.
He skimmed through the detailed descriptions.
The Light Bomb was a high-performance explosive.
The Supreme-grade Elixir Recipe was literally a formula for its creation.
The Elixir maximized one’s recovery for seventy-two hours upon consumption. Essentially, if you drank it, you wouldn’t die from any ordinary wound for roughly three days straight.
The Random Item Box…….
[Random Item Box]
[Grade: Special]
[Level Requirement: 251 or higher]
[An item box containing equipment restricted to characters of Level 251 or above.]
[Effect 1. Using it grants random Necromancer equipment. (Accessories excluded)]
[Effect 2. Items ranging from Legendary to Ancient grade may appear.]
It was remarkably similar to the equipment draw tickets sold in the Achievement Shop.
The only difference was that one used Achievement Points as currency, while this one used regular Points.
‘What if I pull an Ancient-grade item?’
Ancient-grade for two million Points?
If it dropped, that would be jackpot for certain.
Ancient-grade was so rare that even Kim Min-woo, a veteran who’d been playing this game for over a decade, had seen it only about five times.
The fact that something of such caliber was being sold outright was remarkable, to say the least.
Finally, he examined the Weathered Key.
[Weathered Key]
[Grade: Special]
[A worn-out key of some kind.]
[Effect 1. It might be able to unlock something.]
‘Talk about vague.’
The price, meanwhile, was a staggering five million Points.
If he found what this key could open, it’d be a huge payday.
His interest was piqued.
‘The items here are all genuinely good.’
Even judging by the Supreme-grade Elixir Recipe as a baseline, that held true.
A recipe possessed solely by Christine, the witch of the United States, nowhere else in the world.
Players naturally coveted the recipe.
If they could just figure out the ingredients, they could manufacture it however they liked.
‘But nobody ever did.’
The witch guarded her secrets closely, and the United States’ security was airtight. Even after countless attempts and failures, the ingredients remained hidden.
No wonder even hardcore guide writers—those notorious number-crunchers—threw up their hands and declared it impossible.
Yet here was that very recipe, priced at one million Points.
On the surface it seemed expensive, but looking closer, it almost felt cheap.
He turned his gaze to Popo.
“What about those items marked with question marks?”
—Conditions must be met before those will be visible, sir.
Kim Min-woo nodded slowly.
‘Current Points on hand: 2.13 million.’
It came down to a choice: spend or conserve.
If he held back, the next time a shop tier opened, he’d have more options to choose from.
‘But then again…’
Hoarding blindly wasn’t the answer. Especially not now, when he had his sights set on conquering Vampire’s Castle.
The Castle quest was worth 500,000 Points.
Though truth be told, Points weren’t the real draw.
[Vampire’s Castle]
[Eradicate the vampire swarm that guards the castle.]
[Time Limit: None]
[Difficulty: Extreme]
[Reward: 500,000 Points, ???]
[Attempts Remaining: 1/1]
‘There was a question mark in the rewards.’
Five hundred thousand Points, plus whatever else they were hiding.
But that mystery reward might actually be real.
A quest dozens of times harder than slaying Cyclops for a measly ten thousand Points.
Was he really going to waltz in there empty-handed?
‘That’d be suicide.’
The Mercenary Guild had been clear enough: High-rank Missions and above result in actual death upon failure.
He needed to prepare.
Vampires notoriously possessed tremendous regenerative power.
To bring one down, you needed one devastating blow, not a thousand paper cuts.
‘In that case, the Random Item Box is out.’
Pulling a single Legendary or Ancient-grade piece of equipment was structured for long-term value extraction, not for a quick, decisive fight.
‘The Light Bomb would be far better.’
Half a million Points for a single consumable explosive.
And light, conveniently, was the natural weakness of vampires. Detonating it would devastate them completely.
He’d made his decision.
The best defense is a strong offense.
I’m going for a damage-focused route.
“I need to buy something.”
―Yes. What will you be purchasing?
“Four Light Bombs.”
Popo’s eyes blinked at those words, but only for a moment.
Then she opened her mouth wide and asked.
―Wow…… You’ve already accumulated two million Points?
“Yeah. Hand them over.”
―Here you are.
[You have paid 2,000,000 Points!]
[4 Light Bombs have entered your inventory!]
[Light Bomb]
[Grade: Special]
[A bomb filled with brilliant light inside. Upon detonation, it seems capable of sweeping away everything in its vicinity.]
[Effect 1. Produces a light explosion upon activation.]
[Effect 2. Deals no damage to the user or allies.]
In an instant, I’d gone from riches to rags.
‘Well, if you’re going to use them, you use them.’
If any bombs were left over, I could always put them to use later.
Besides, the description didn’t say they could only be used in the Points Shop.
―If you’d like to purchase anything else…….
“I’ve spent all my Points. Oh, that’s right, Popo.”
―Yes?
“Take a look at this.”
I showed her the photos of my guild members that I’d saved on my phone.
“You recognize them, right?”
―Well, I know the woman, but…….
“The other one is my guild member.”
―Ah, yes. But why are you showing me this…….
“Do me a favor and pass along a message later. When the shop opens, tell them not to buy the recipe, would you?”
If word didn’t get to them, there was a risk all three of us would end up buying the same recipe.
Since I’d already gotten on reasonably good terms with Popo here, having her act as a messenger seemed like a decent arrangement.
At that, Popo blinked and spoke.
―Well…… that could be seen as interference, which might stir up trouble…….
“You don’t have to say anything outright. When they try to buy, just give a subtle shake of your head. That kind of implicit gesture wouldn’t work?”
―At that level, it should be possible. Though…… hehe…….
Popo rubbed her hands together eagerly.
It seemed she wanted to establish a connection with me.
It made perfect sense.
When I’d entered that trial ground before, hadn’t I already formed what looked like a meaningful connection with Angel, her superior?
We’d even become patrons to each other in the end.
There are things in this world that people understand without speaking.
Kim Min-woo nodded.
“Then so be it. I never forget a debt of gratitude I’ve incurred.”
Kindness repaid tenfold.
Grudges repaid a hundredfold.
That’s the truth of how to live.
I’d say this counted as a small debt to settle.
Popo’s eyes sparkled.
―Yes! I will faithfully carry out your request!
“Good. Thanks for the help.”
―Yes. Then I’ll take my leave…….
Whether because of the connection we’d just made or simple politeness, Popo bowed with exaggerated formality before her figure vanished.
I summoned Cedric and Merchen.
“Gear up. We’re going hunting. Vampires. Probably strong ones too.”
―Vampires?
“Yeah. Vampires.”
―If the master speaks of them that way, are they perhaps Pure-blooded Vampires?
“Possibly.”
At those words, Cedric’s eyes blazed with fervor.
―Well, this shouldn’t be boring, at least.
Cedric’s expression hardened with resolve.
Merchen, meanwhile, had his eyes narrowed slightly.
“What’s wrong?”
―Just… remembering the old days a bit.
Back then.
Cedric cut in abruptly.
―You’re thinking of Olivia?
―Yeah.
“Olivia?”
―Lodd’s third Legion Commander. A vampire.
I’d stumbled onto information about the third commander out of nowhere.
So the four commanders’ races were…
‘Skeleton, Banshee, Balrog, and Vampire?’
I glanced at Merchen.
“Were you two close?”
―…Maybe we’d chat now and then?
―Are you feeling guilty about something? Besides, she wasn’t even a vampire you knew.
―I just remembered when you said vampire, that’s all.
That shouldn’t hinder our hunt. I headed to the Mercenary Guild and stood before the mission board. First, I tore off a high-rank mission slip worth ten thousand points.
Fresh mission slips regenerated on the notice board.
‘As long as I don’t tear it…’
This way, I could collect multiple mission slips.
The structure allowed me to go somewhere far off and complete them elsewhere.
If I’d done them here, thousands of skeletons would come pouring out when I left, so I planned to find a suitably empty space to complete the missions.
That way, I gathered about a hundred high-rank mission slips.
No one seemed to eye me strangely.
It was something other mercenaries attempted occasionally.
The moment I picked up the slip marked ‘Vampire’s Castle’.
Every eye in the guild—receptionists and mercenaries alike—turned toward me.
They stared at me with blank, dumbfounded eyes, as if questioning my sanity.
I ignored the reaction and stuffed the slip into my inventory.
The Vampire mission regenerated on the board. It seemed the remaining count would only disappear once I completely cleared this mission.
I left the Mercenary Guild.
When I arrived at the empty Smithy.
Rip!
Kim Min-woo tore the paper immediately.
The scenery shifted in an instant.
It had been broad daylight, but now a crescent moon hung in the sky.
A winding road.
Forest surrounding the area.
And ahead.
A massive, ominous castle loomed in the distance.
[‘Vampire’s Castle’ mission begins!]
[Eliminate all vampires!]
[Remaining vampires: 100/100]
The vampire horde was likely holed up inside that castle.
I reached forward with my hand.
Thousands of Undead forces emerged—starting with a massive Bone Golem, followed by Dullahan swarms, Specters, and Skeletons.
[The Undead forces are commanded by a Dullahan!]
[Chivalry effect is applied!]
[All commanded Undead’s ability scores increase by 20%!]
A ridiculous buff.
It was no accident that people said a Necromancer becomes respectable once they obtain a Dullahan.
An immortal army that knows no death.
They began their advance toward the castle.

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