I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 52

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Episode 52
52: Selling Dwarven Realm Weapons
There was a common perception that Hunters affiliated with the Hunter Association joined because Guilds wouldn’t accept them, but the reality was quite different.
There were actually far more talented individuals than one might expect, and the reason was simple.
Essentially, all freelance Hunters not affiliated with Guilds belonged to the Association.
Guilds with their strict regulations and countless rules didn’t suit them, yet operating independently came with far too many disadvantages. The Hunter Association was the only place offering minimal regulations and basic treatment, so naturally, freelance Hunters gravitated toward Association membership.
Much of this credit belonged to Han Muyeol, the Association President of the Korean Hunter Association.
He had enacted legislation to treat Hunters as generously as possible, dramatically reducing the emigration rate of Korean Hunters, and by expanding Association welfare benefits, he had achieved the remarkable feat of reducing the frequency of Villains emerging in reality.
Though Han Muyeol, the head of such an Association, had accomplished numerous great achievements, separately from that, there were naturally quite a few low-quality Hunters among the Association’s ranks.
The E-rank Zone was no exception.
Not quite Villains, but those constantly envious and jealous of successful Hunters, always brimming with discontent.
Not all untalented Hunters were like this, but typically in such cases, many were those blocked by the wall of talent.
It was the same now.
“What’s the name of this new party?”
“Doyeon? Dohyun? Something like that?”
“Ugh, it’s ridiculous. Park Insu is pushing them that hard???”
“I heard they’re relatives of a high-ranking Association executive?”
“Ha! That explains why he’s pushing them so much.”
“Of course. That stuff about catching an Elf is all nonsense.”
A party lounging carelessly in the Shared Dormitory Lounge, gossiping maliciously.
It was Guyong Party, an E-rank affiliated party of the Association.
Led by Party Leader Guyong, they were all notoriously lacking in talent, famous for perpetually haunting E-rank Zones, and many Hunters would frown and leave upon seeing them resting in the common lounge.
However, lacking the courage to say anything about it, Guyong clicked his tongue and continued his tirade about the Dohyun Party.
“But seriously, what’s so great about them?”
“I heard they cleared a Dungeon and caught an Elf on their first day—is that even true?”
“Does that even make sense?”
“Exactly.”
Several parties nodded in agreement with Guyong Party’s words.
In fact, two parties had actually gone on that expedition and witnessed the situation firsthand, yet they dismissed it as lies while attempting to belittle others—a display of such pathetic pettiness. Guyong wasn’t unaware of this fact either.
But.
‘What do they expect from us?’
Guyong had tried his best in his own way, had given his all.
Yet what good did it do? For three years he hadn’t escaped the E-rank Zone. So all he could do was come here after hunts and badmouth successful parties.
At first, it felt refreshing and satisfying, but now it brought nothing but frustration.
Rather, as resentment continued to accumulate, his nerves grew increasingly frayed.
Then unfamiliar faces entered the Lodging Building.
Guyong could tell they were Dohyun’s party.
“Are those them?”
“Yeah! That’s them.”
“…They don’t look all that impressive, honestly.”
“So here’s the thing.”
“I’m telling you, it’s all nonsense from the start.”
Just as Guyong was spouting off, he furrowed his brow and lit his competitive spirit to see just how impressive the Dohyun Party really was, glaring at them intently. That’s when Dohyun’s head turned, and our eyes met.
At first, I continued to glare out of sheer defiance, but then Dohyun began walking toward me.
Since he was clearly walking straight at me, I couldn’t help but feel flustered.
Fear gripped me, and countless thoughts raced through my mind.
Was he coming because I’d been glaring at him?
Other Hunters had simply avoided me out of disgust, but was Dohyun different?
What was he trying to do?
My party members and I, our minds swirling with such thoughts, fell silent like we’d swallowed honey. As I swallowed hard and faced the approaching Dohyun, he swept his gaze across us.
When his sharp eyes—as if piercing through everything—fell upon us like a blade, my entire party froze.
In that moment, I was seized by a vague dread that if I couldn’t do something here, I’d live like this forever. Mixed with my defiance, the words burst out.
“W-What are you looking at!”
To anyone watching, it was nothing more than a pathetic, frightened dog barking in fear—and I knew it too. As that shameful thought began to bloom within me.
Dohyun looked at me and smiled brightly as he spoke.
“Oh my! I noticed your weapons all look pretty worn out. Would you perhaps be interested in some Dwarven weapons?”
“…Pardon?”
Caught off guard by Dohyun’s sudden shift in tone, I found myself responding respectfully without thinking, blinking rapidly. Dohyun met my gaze with an equally radiant expression.
“Haha, fresh-off-the-forge Dwarven weapons! Starting from just 1,000 Points.”
It was a pitch that sounded no different from a street vendor or a multi-level marketing scammer, yet hearing those words, I was so startled that I couldn’t help but jump to my feet.
And it wasn’t just me—every single member of my party was equally shocked and leaped up from their seats.
“A-A thousand Points!?”
“A-Are they really Dwarven weapons!?”
“W-Wait, where did you even get Dwarven weapons!?”
“I-Insane, is this for real!?”
“D-Dwarven!?”
Everyone reacted with shock, and Dohyun chuckled softly, maintaining his radiant expression as he nodded.
Then, as Dohyun clapped his hands together, Hanalin and Jiyuchan emerged from behind, their faces flushed crimson, carrying weapons in their hands.
Various weapons of all kinds were held in their hands.
From longswords to short swords, daggers, shields, spears—there was everything. My eyes widened even further at the sight of whips and war hammers among them.
From what I could see at a glance, the craftsmanship was extraordinary, and every single piece was clearly made of iron with proper density and weight.
Though I lacked talent, I’d been a Hunter for over five years now—a seasoned veteran of sorts. Even as veterans, we had the eye to distinguish Dwarven weapons, so my eyes couldn’t help but widen. This was unmistakably genuine Dwarven craftsmanship, not something you could simply purchase with Points.
Guyong and every member of my party swallowed hard, and as Dohyun observed our reactions, he began to speak with remarkably cunning eloquence.
“As you all know, Dwarven weapons aren’t something you can just buy with Points, right? These are the very weapons that Dwarves believe lose the craftsman’s soul if sold to inferior races like us—starting from just 1,000 Points!”
“H-How much would a longsword be…?”
“Ah, valued customer. A longsword would be 5,000 Points.”
It was slightly above market price, but as Dohyun said, Dwarves simply don’t sell to Humans, whom they consider inferior races.
Given that a standard Dwarven iron longsword typically went for around 4,000 Points, an extra 1,000 Points was understandable among Humans.
As Dohyun waved the iron longsword before me, my gaze followed the Dwarven blade back and forth.
And as Dohyun watched me, he wore a somewhat sorrowful expression as he spoke.
“Oh my, customer. I see your weapon is quite worn—you’re clearly working hard, but it seems those around you don’t appreciate your efforts, do they?”
“Ah, yes. That’s exactly how it is.”
“No one acknowledges your dedication, and you grow more exhausted by the day.”
“Yes… that’s right.”
As Dohyun spoke, Guyong’s expression grew increasingly sorrowful, as if being drawn under a spell.
And as Guyong’s party members failed to notice anything amiss in his demeanor, they too became absorbed in Dohyun’s words, listening intently.
“But does changing your weapon really help? If you lack talent, isn’t a better tool pointless anyway—wouldn’t you agree?”
“Yes, yes.”
“But that’s where you’re wrong!”
“!!!”
In an instant, Dohyun’s tone sharpened, capturing everyone’s undivided attention.
As Guyong’s entire party opened their eyes wide, focusing intently on Dohyun, he continued.
“They say a true craftsman never blames his tools—but that’s spoken of masters, isn’t it? We’re not masters, so shouldn’t we borrow the strength of better equipment?”
“Ah!”
“So if you change your tools first and continue your efforts, won’t a new path open before you!?”
“Yes! Give me a longsword!”
“That’s right! Just one bow for me, please!”
“Absolutely! I’ll take a spear!”
“I, I want to buy too! Just two daggers, please!”
“And I’d like a shield and a one-handed sword!”
“Yes, here you are, customers.”
In that moment alone, Dohyun had sold to Guyong’s party for a staggering 30,000 points.
Guyong’s party left with their new weapons, their spirits lifted and energy renewed as they headed back out to hunt, while Dohyun waved at them with a radiant smile.
Hanalin and Jiyuchan, witnessing Dohyun’s performance, found their flushed faces showing no signs of returning to normal as they continued to endure the humiliation of watching him peddle weapons throughout the building.
All they could do was marvel at how Dohyun, with shameless audacity, was selling merchandise like some home shopping network host.
“Why… why is he so good at this?”
“I… I don’t know either. But he really does sell well….”
“Exactly.”
As they spoke, both Hanalin and Jiyuchan were already gathering their own weapons one by one.
As Dohyun continued selling, his popularity in the Korean Hunter Association Dormitory reached nearly astronomical heights.
To exaggerate only slightly, it had become almost religious in nature.
“We believe in you!!!”
“Wow, Dohyun!!!”
“Please sell to me too!!!”
“I want to buy as well!!!”
“Dwarven weapons!!!”
“Long live Dohyun!!!”
His eloquent sales pitch combined with the genuine power of Dwarven-crafted weapons created the perfect storm.
Normally, such commotion would draw someone to intervene, but instead, the crowd only clamored for him to sell faster.
Thus Dohyun, basking in what amounted to worship, led his party to earn a remarkable 210,000 points that day alone—an amount they attempted to distribute fairly at 70,000 points each, though Hanalin and Jiyuchan refused.
“Ah, no, but you’re the one who sold all of it. Why are we dividing it…?”
“W-we’d feel too ashamed if we didn’t…”
“Hmm, well, you two should buy something too, so how about you each take 50,000 points?”
In truth, I had sold everything myself and told them it wasn’t necessary, but since we had sold some things together, I kept 110,000 points while Jiyuchan and Hanalin each divided 50,000 points between them.
The reason I forced myself to distribute points to both of them had nothing to do with conscience or anything like that—it was simply that they needed points to invest and grow stronger, so I distributed them.
And.
‘I need to bribe them like this now so that later when something drops in the dungeon, I can claim it for myself.’
Chuckling to myself, I fed them this half-bribe, and in this way, I ended up acquiring a total of 200,000 points.
“Let’s go get promoted!”
Now only the actual promotion remained.

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