I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 258

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 258

Pilgrimage Path of a Heretic

Korea Player Hunter Bureau Situation Room.

Jin Yun-ho and Lee Chang-gi sat side by side on the sofa with their arms crossed, staring into space.

Should I laugh at this or cry?

Really, there’s not a single quiet day.

Ding.

Jin Yun-ho checked the text message that arrived.

“It’s from Jinhyeok. He says there’s no need to get the 81st floor reinforcement ticket. It’s been resolved.”

Lee Chang-gi, who was sipping coffee, let out a quiet sigh.

“He’s such a good person. Considering his position, he could be endlessly arrogant and cocky, but he contacts us meticulously about every little thing like this.”

“I agree. Thanks to him, our work has become much easier lately.”

It used to happen quite often before.

People who would threaten the Player Hunter Bureau with talk of naturalization and whatnot.

But now they’ve decreased to the point where they’re hard to find.

This was all thanks to Runner Yoo Jin-hyeok.

In the old days, whenever a somewhat famous player naturalized, the Hunter Bureau would get beaten up by public opinion with headlines like ‘Player Hunter Bureau that lost talent’, ‘Continued brain drain, can we really entrust South Korea’s future to the Player Hunter Bureau like this?’

But now the tide has turned.

The moment anyone mentions the word naturalization, an atmosphere of ‘How dare you when even the Runner doesn’t do that?’, ‘Selfish players who hold the nation’s future hostage for bargaining. They should learn from the Runner.’ has become prevalent.

Slurp.

Lee Chang-gi took a sip of the savory tea and closed his eyes.

“It’s truly glorious. To think the Runner is South Korea’s player.”

“My insomnia has disappeared lately too.”

Jin Yun-ho nodded similarly and leaned back into the sofa.

At this, Lee Chang-gi drew a question mark.

“Team Leader Jin Yun-ho. But do you have the luxury to be doing this?”

“Are you really saying this after enjoying tea time together so well?”

Lee Chang-gi looked around at the phones ringing busily.

“It’s an emergency.”

“It’s not like it’s just been a day or two.”

Certainly, in the old days, he would have been running around sweating profusely.

But didn’t they say humans are adaptable animals?

Thanks to the Runner, this happens every other day, so he’s just come to accept it.

“The External Cooperation Department must be in more chaos than here.”

It’s not simply because of floor reinforcement.

At least in publicly recorded history, it was the first time.

That a tower’s existence and a player had made a deal.

“Did he mention anything about the deal?”

“He told us. He made a deal with some divine entity called Azriel. He doesn’t know what that being is either. When it offered to reinforce the 81st floor section, he accepted for now.”

“Simple. What about the reinforcement ticket for that section?”

Yun Mi-ri, who had been typing on the keyboard, turned her chair around.

“The reinforcement ticket price crashed to one-tenth of what it was 10 minutes ago. It’s still falling in real time.”

An unusually bright, innocent smile spread across Lee Chang-gi’s face.

“Serves them right. Those Chinese guys.”

Even if they used anonymous accounts, they have Yun Mi-ri on their side.

They had already noticed that those guys were behind it.

“They dug their own grave.”

Rang Peng, who barely managed to save his life in the last incident.

Even when he should have been lying low, he was blinded by revenge and made a self-defeating move.

Since the Chinese Hunter Bureau’s money melted away buying expensive reinforcement tickets, this time he won’t be able to avoid responsibility.

While he was chuckling away, Yun Mi-ri, who had answered a phone call, looked back at Jin Yun-ho.

“Team Leader?”

“You’re scariest when you make that expression.”

“You should be scared.”

Yun Mi-ri held out the phone.

“It’s Rome Vatican.”

Jin Yun-ho and Lee Chang-gi looked at each other.

What’s this about now?

At least within their common sense, it didn’t exist.

Any reason for the Vatican and Player Hunter Bureau to have a phone call.

“This is Jin Yun-ho.”

Urgent Italian poured out from the other end.

To summarize briefly, they shouldn’t reinforce the 81st floor section, and if it’s already been reinforced, don’t go up.

Jin Yun-ho, who had been listening carefully, opened his mouth with a troubled expression.

“I fully understand what you’re trying to say. However, I’m sorry to say this, but.”

Jin Yun-ho’s gaze turned to his phone screen.

“It’s a bit late.”

It was written at the bottom of the text from Jinhyeok.

That he was going to enter the Tower of Despair right now.

[Entering the Reinforced Tower of Despair 81st Floor!]

[You are the first player to reinforce the 81st floor!]

[‘First Reinforcer of the 81st Floor’ is added to the Book of Achievements!]

[The difficulty of the 81st floor greatly increases due to tower reinforcement!]

[Due to the difficulty increase and the request of Azriel, the transaction partner, the floor changes from the Sacred Corridor to Pilgrimage Path of a Heretic!]

[Appearing monsters are changed to entities with higher grades and levels!]

[In the reinforced tower, elements used for clear grade calculation are not reflected! You will unconditionally obtain SSS+ grade upon clearing!]

I took a deep breath.

Mmm! Sweet honey fragrance.

To be able to enjoy all these effects without a reinforcement ticket, it couldn’t be better.

“Captain! Are you alright? Are you hurt somewhere?!”

I thought I had a rather fragrant expression while appreciating the scent.

But it must not have looked very good.

After patting the worried Kancheo’s perky ears, I moved forward.

“Momo will work here!”

Momo was continuously working on scales with a tiny mithril carving knife.

I gave Mohwang an enthusiastic thumbs up.

Since I’ve stacked up snacks so they can be consumed anytime, let’s leave the rest to them.

“Where are the monsters?!”

Kancheo looked around holding an assault rifle.

So far, no notable enemies are visible.

Nothing particularly caught by presence detection either.

For a moment.

Rustle.

A small light appeared at that far end.

They increased one by one, then after a while formed a long procession of lights.

Kancheo, who ran to the hill, raised his voice.

“Captain! There are hundreds of them, but they’re not monsters, they’re people! Should I fire?!”

Without time to stop him, Kancheo shouldered his assault rifle.

He looked ready to pull the trigger the moment the order was given.

“Those crazy destructive fairies.”

Camilla shook her head as if there was no point.

Gulp!

I’m scared too.

Of that little friend’s destructive instincts!

“Just keep watch from there. Don’t shoot.”

“Roger that!”

While Kancheo roughly twitched his ears and glared at the procession.

Camilla, who had blown out smoke, opened her mouth.

“A pilgrimage.”

“Just like the floor’s name. So are those people heretics?”

The floor’s name was Pilgrimage Path of a Heretic.

Perhaps because of the name “heretic,” I still couldn’t be certain.

Whether they were beings that should be swept away or not.

This damn unhelpful system remained silent as always.

“If they’re heretics, aren’t they friends of that cult hag?! Then we should sweep them away first! One cult member is enough!”

“I’d like to smash them until their pipes are shattered to pieces.”

Camilla calmed her mind and body while blowing smoke at length.

As the smoke dispersed, Camilla wore a strange smile.

“By the way, it’s a nostalgic sight.”

“Camilla was also a pilgrim, right?”

“I was. At one time, I too embarked on pilgrimage paths like them. Of course, I wasn’t a heretic.”

“But you switched to being an apostate in the end, so didn’t you become a heretic anyway?”

Camilla, who had blown out smoke, stared at me intently.

“Now that you mention it, that seems right. Let’s say I was a heretic.”

“Sorry.”

While we exchanged various conversations, the pilgrimage procession drew closer.

They seemed to have spotted us too.

The procession slowed down and a woman at the front walked out.

“Who might you be?”

A woman with bright pink hair asked while flipping it back.

“Tsk.”

Camilla, who was beside me, clicked her tongue.

It seemed she had seen something, so I opened my spiritual sight.

Then it began to appear.

The countless vengeful spirits surrounding the woman before me and the procession.

Ding!

[You have encountered a heretic pilgrimage procession!]

[This is a pilgrimage path that can never be walked to the end! You must help these people’s pilgrimage begin smoothly!]

[The 81st floor clear condition is updated! Obtain permission to accompany them from the Heretic Pilgrims!]

A faint smile formed.

Among the messages that appeared when I entered, there was one I hadn’t seen in the previous section’s reinforcement.

A request from Azriel, the trading partner.

What influenced the floor’s changes wasn’t just the simple reinforcement scroll.

This heretic pilgrimage path was a place derived from combining increased difficulty with Azriel’s needs.

In other words, it was natural that Azriel’s desires reached the floor’s clear conditions too.

I opened my mouth while trying not to show my thoughts.

“I’ve come to help you.”

Suspicion clouded the woman’s face.

Even if I said I’d help, she didn’t seem like she’d accept it easily.

I smiled and added more words.

“To introduce myself in more detail, I’m an apostle. Sent by God Azriel for your sake.”

“!!!”

The woman’s eyes widened.

Surprise also appeared on the faces of nearby pilgrims.

And not long after.

“Ah, apostle…!”

Starting with the woman, all the pilgrims holding candles knelt down.

“Huh.”

Camilla, who let out an exclamation, looked at Jinhyeok.

He spoke such words so well without even wetting his lips.

Jinhyeok winked with one eye.

I thought it was fortunate that my master’s dream wasn’t to be a cult leader.

If it had been, a cult leader who would go down in history would have been born.

“Finally, God has answered our ascetic practices!”

“What’s your name?”

“My name is Belia Blackwell. I’m leading this noble pilgrimage.”

“To be honest, I only received God’s command to protect you, but I don’t know anything else. So I’ll ask. What is the purpose of this pilgrimage?”

Jinhyeok took a step closer and bent toward Belia.

Then he lowered his voice.

“If that purpose isn’t for God Azriel, I won’t protect you. Even if it were God’s command.”

Seira stuck out her tongue at the tremendous method acting.

She wanted to give him a seal clap, but she’d hold back for now.

“How could we not be for Him! Every step, every breath is all for God Azriel!”

Belia, who had straightened up, clasped her hands together.

“The purpose of our noble pilgrimage is God Azriel’s resurrection. For that, I could throw away this worthless life thousands upon thousands of times.”

“If you succeed in your pilgrimage, God will be able to awaken? Even though you’re pilgrims, you’re ultimately just mere humans?”

Belia Blackwell made a determined expression.

“I will show God Azriel’s apostle our necessity.”

Belia turned toward the procession.

With a light gesture, the believers pulled down the cloaks they had been wearing.

Shortly after, prayers began and the entire space filled with murmuring.

Swoooosh…!

In response, light burst forth from the believers’ bodies.

Light that gathered in the air and drew out a massive pattern.

Jinhyeok’s eyes widened seeing it.

Not simply because it was brilliant.

That pattern—I’d seen it before.

Ding!

[The Heretic Pilgrims show infinite trust toward the Player!]

[Clear conditions are met!]

[Reinforced Tower of Despair 81st Floor is cleared!]

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