I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 238

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 238

Continuing from the cave

[You have entered Gearheim, the City of Invention!]

I looked around my surroundings.

Just from the name, I expected it to be full of gears with steam billowing out.

It’s a peaceful and quiet city located on the mountainside.

‘Good air and good scenery.’

I went to the edge and took a deep breath.

It must be quite high up since I can see the entire surrounding landscape at a glance.

The untouched natural beauty of civilization.

The more I look at it, the further it seems from invention.

“Hmm?”

I leaned forward.

An enormous procession stretching from the bottom of the mountain all the way to the city.

What could this procession be for?

‘Is it the other side?’

It seems like where I’m standing is the back of the city.

I walked toward the main gate to gather some information.

By the way, I’m a bit puzzled.

The entry condition for the 18th Floor of the Mythic Tower is the destruction of the Rakshasa Queen.

I naturally thought it would be related to the Rakshasas or Renia.

But just looking at the city’s name and appearance, it doesn’t match at all.

Clang! Screech! Click!

Various sounds echoing as I entered the city.

‘It’s not called the City of Invention for nothing.’

The houses themselves look quite ordinary.

But the surrounding atmosphere and scenery were not.

Mechanical junk piled up around every house, and people buried in it, constantly moving screwdrivers and wrenches.

Adults and children alike were all making something.

The mismatch between appearance and atmosphere makes it even more interesting.

Anyway, it’s a peculiar city.

I approached a little inventor nearby.

“Hello.”

Since this is called the City of Invention, I have something to ask.

The child buried in junk raised their head.

Their face is completely covered in soot.

“Who are you, mister? I’ve never seen your face before.”

“I’m Yoo Jin-hyeok. I just arrived in Gearheim.”

“I’m Roco! Are you here to see Lord Belo too, mister?”

“Who is Lord Belo?”

Roco spread his arms as wide as possible.

“He’s a reeeeeally amazing person! He can figure out what any item is used for just by looking at it!”

Ooh.

My eyes sparkled.

The unidentified sphere I obtained after defeating Mortarion on the unique floor.

-How strange? I’ve never seen this before, but why does it feel so familiar? I don’t know for now. I’m not really good with machines, you know?

Since even Ellia with her 3,000 years of wisdom gave up, I needed an appraiser to examine this.

“So Lord Belo is an amazing inventor. And he does appraisals on the side.”

“That’s not it!”

Roco made a serious face and waved his hand.

“Lord Belo is really bad at inventing! I’m better than him!”

“Oh.”

“But he’s good at examining items! Do you have something to appraise too, mister?”

I took out the unidentified sphere from my inventory.

After examining it from various angles, Roco tilted his head.

“Isn’t this just junk? It looks worse than what I made!”

I was about to say no, that’s not right.

But I swallowed my words when I saw the invention Roco presented.

I had to admit it.

Just from appearance alone, Roco’s invention was far superior.

“Do you know where Lord Belo is, mister?”

“No, I was just about to ask you, Roco.”

“I’ll take you there!”

Roco emerged from the pile of junk and hastily put on a cloak.

He also carefully picked up a horned hat and iron club placed nearby.

He’s just giving directions, so why the weapon?!

“Let’s go, mister! Follow me!”

I followed Roco as he boldly led the way.

“Oh Roco? Where are you going?”

“I’m taking this mister to Lord Belo!”

“Wow! That sounds fun! I want to go too!”

“Then me too!”

They must have been quite bored.

Young aspiring inventors joined the procession one by one.

After walking a bit more, it grew to about ten people.

‘I hope there’s no misunderstanding.’

I was a bit worried since it looked exactly like the Pied Piper, but it seems to be a common sight as no one particularly pays attention.

I approached Roco, who naturally took the lead as if he was the original gang leader.

“Roco. But why are all the helmet shapes so similar?”

Horned helmets here, horned helmets there, every single one without exception has horns.

Roco suddenly looked up.

He had a surprised expression.

“You don’t even know that, mister?!”

“So, sorry.”

“We have to wear horned helmets like this so the Dokkaebi Lord will protect us!”

“Dokkaebi Lord?”

“Yeah! A reeeeeally long time ago, monsters tried to harm our ancestors! But the Dokkaebi Lord protected them! That’s why we could be born, my mom said!”

“Our family goes to thank the Dokkaebi Lord every weekend!”

A child pointing in one direction.

“Our family goes that way!”

“We go to the center!”

I looked around as the children pointed in different directions.

Come to think of it, they existed throughout the city.

Spaces whose purpose was hard to determine just from their appearance.

At the entrance of each space, carefully made inventions were placed along with bouquets or food.

And most importantly.

‘Wow.’

It was erected in the city center.

No matter how you look at it, from any angle, it was clearly a giant statue of Renia.

“Pretty cool, right?! They say our ancestors made this first when they settled here!”

“That’s right! He was such an excellent sculptor that he made it look exactly like the Dokkaebi Lord!”

I completely acknowledge his skill as an excellent sculptor.

It’s almost like he just copied and pasted it.

‘Nice.’

I smiled as I looked at the statue.

‘I should call Renia later.’

I wanted to show him.

Unlike the severed bad relationship that ended with the Rakshasa Queen’s death, the thread of connection that began in the cave was still continuing.

Roco, who was beside me, tugged at my clothes.

“Big brother! Over there! That’s where Lord Belo is!”

“Oh? We’ve arrived… wait.”

I frowned.

I wondered where that procession at the foot of the mountain was heading.

They were all gathered in front of that house.

“Roco.”

“Yeah?”

“Did all those people come to get appraisals from Lord Belo?”

“That’s right! Lord Belo is super famous in other cities too! People even sleep on the mountain to get appraisals!”

“How long would it take?”

“You could get it done next month!”

“Oh…”

“No way! What do you mean next month! It would have to be the month after next!”

“You idiots! It would have to be the month after that!”

The children raised their voices, each insisting they were right.

At this rate, it might go on until next year.

I slowly turned my head to look at Renia’s statue.

“Kids. If big brother happened to be friends with the Dokkaebi Lord, would the wait time be reduced a little?”

“Big brother.”

Roco shook his head with the most solemn and serious face in the world.

“That won’t do. You’ll get punished.”

“That’s right. My dad said there are lies you can tell and lies you shouldn’t tell!”

“I thought you were a good big brother!”

Fierce criticism and scolding began pouring down.

If this continued a little longer, they’d beat me with iron clubs.

The children’s faith and love for the Dokkaebi Lord was that tremendous.

‘Sorry, everyone who’s waiting. I’m going to use a cheat key.’

After offering a sincere apology, I called Renia.

Renia manifested beside me in less than a second.

At the same time, the pouring criticism stopped as if by magic.

“An enemy?”

Renia muttered lightly and looked around.

Then he drew a question mark.

Far from enemies, there were only peanut-sized little kids.

More precisely.

“Kuhheeo…!”

“Heoeoeok…!”

“Hiiiik…!”

Little kids who had frozen in shock.

Gang leader Roco turned his head with stiff movements.

After alternately looking between the central statue and Renia several times.

“Do, Do, Do, Dokkaebi Lord aaaaaaaah!!!”

He burst out screaming.

As if this became a signal flare, the frozen children also began screaming.

“Uwaaaaaaah!! It’s the Dokkaebi Lord!”

“It’s really the Dokkaebi Lord aaaaah! My mom said so! The Dokkaebi Lord is alive!”

“That’s right! She said the Dokkaebi Lord is super strong and never dies!”

Perhaps due to all the commotion.

People gathered around.

Then they showed the same reaction as the children.

Creak.

Just then, the building’s door opened.

A middle-aged woman with thin gold-rimmed glasses pushed them up as she came out – Belo.

“Why is it so noisy? I asked you to be quiet in front of the workshop…?”

Belo stopped speaking and stared blankly at Renia.

Then, a few seconds later.

“It’s the Dokkaebi Lord aaaaaaaah!!!!!!”

She screamed even louder than Roco.

After taking several deep breaths, Belo slowly began walking.

The people gathered like clouds made way for Belo.

Belo, who came right in front of Renia, took a breath.

Then carefully asked.

“By, by any chance… do you remember? The names of the people you kept in the cave.”

Heavy silence flowed through the city.

People’s gazes focused on Renia’s mouth.

For a moment.

Renia, who had been incredibly indifferent, opened his mouth.

“Rozalin, Daku, Merlin.”

Belo’s eyes shook greatly.

Not a single letter was wrong.

These were the names of ancestors written in the records.

“Ah… Really… you were the Dokkaebi Lord.”

Belo, who had been standing with her hand covering her mouth, slowly knelt on one knee.

The gathered people did the same.

Everyone lowered their bodies with overwhelmed faces.

“The invention city Gearheim pays respects to the benefactor who made all of us possible.”

Feeling something was missing, Renia turned his head.

His master, Yoo Jin-hyeok, had somehow retreated far back and was enthusiastically giving thumbs up.

Jinhyeok had whispered to him a little while ago.

That these were the connections Renia had protected.

Renia slowly looked around at the people and quietly exhaled.

Perhaps because he learned it hadn’t been in vain.

A strange sense of relief washed over him.

And a moment later.

The dokkaebi’s lips moved slightly.

It was such a faint smile that even he himself didn’t notice it.

We entered appraiser Belo’s house.

There were no incidents of receiving sharp glares for cutting in line.

And for good reason.

“Uwaaaah!”

“Dokkaebi Lord!!”

Children and adults alike—everyone’s attention and gaze was focused on Renia.

Even surrounded by children, Renia showed no signs of displeasure and was playing along with them.

I decided I would absolutely never call Dark over.

He might not want to show such a side of himself.

“I don’t know how to properly express my gratitude. To think you brought the Dokkaebi Lord here.”

Belo, placing a hand on his chest, continued speaking.

“It was written in detail in our ancestors’ records. That it was their regret not being able to properly thank the Dokkaebi Lord. So it has been passed down through generations. The teaching that no matter what era it might be, if we ever meet the Dokkaebi Lord, we must properly express our gratitude. Today, we can finally fulfill that teaching.”

“That’s wonderful. For both Gearheim and Renia.”

“So Renia was his name. The Dokkaebi Lord’s name. What a tremendous honor this is. Not only learning that name but meeting him in person.”

It seems his emotions aren’t easily settling down.

Belo kept nodding repeatedly while looking at Renia through the window.

“Oh my, I apologize. You said you needed an appraisal, but I can’t seem to collect myself. Please, sit over here.”

“It’s fine. You must want to be over there too, but you came here because of me.”

Belo shook his head.

“Jinhyeok, who brought the Dokkaebi Lord all the way here, is also a benefactor of Gearheim. Now, please show me. I’ll do my best to appraise it.”

“Thank you!”

I took out the unidentified orb from my inventory and placed it on the workbench.

And not long after.

“This is…!”

Appraiser Belo’s eyes widened greatly.

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