Monster Company Tycoon - Chapter 38

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Monster Company Tycoon
Chapter 38
Looking closer, it was true.
Tears were streaming down Ragnar’s face as he wielded his sword.
His emotions must have been overwhelming.
“Wow… that’s incredible.”
Was he trading blows with an old friend as though stepping back into the past, finally shedding all the guilt he’d buried deep within his chest?
“Huh? Old man’s crying too. Ha-ha! Look at the ancient fossil blubbering like a child!”
This time it was Brownie pointing at Luadis and jeering.
How could a sprite be so wicked?
“Ugh, I can’t let this slide! I’ve got to go tease them right now! You cry-babies!”
Brownie bolted out of the office in a burst of excitement.
And moments later…….
Through the screen, I could see the little earth sprite wailing more pitifully than anyone else.
There must have been something about the atmosphere on-site that didn’t transmit through the screen.
I definitely shouldn’t go until things had completely calmed down.
I tend to be something of a crier myself, and I’d surely be swept up in that mood.
I didn’t want to cry in front of others.
‘But this is actually….’
My eyes kept drifting back to Ragnar, weeping so bitterly.
Thump-thump.
My heart racing pleasantly.
What is this? Do I have a thing for crying men?
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Only after confirming the battle had ended did I make my way up to the First Floor to assess the situation.
“Waaaah, what incredible friendship! Turns out you’re not such a bad guy after all! From now on, you’re not Codfish-Eyes anymore—you’re just Codfish!”
Everyone had mostly returned to their usual selves, but Brownie alone remained lost in the afterglow of emotion.
After disliking Ragnar so much, the sprite was now patting his shoulder and playing at being close with him.
“Did it go well?”
“Thank you, Choi. Thanks to you, I was able to have a proper farewell with Sabira.”
Oh. Now he was calling him by the name Sabira instead of referring to him as a monster.
The Durahhan before me seemed to have fully accepted that this was his friend.
After Ragnar, Luadis also thanked me.
“It was truly a special moment. Though we couldn’t speak in words, we shared our hearts by crossing blades.”
Wait? They hadn’t actually had a conversation? They really worked it all out just by clashing swords?
Is that possible? Is there something adventurers know that I don’t?
Now that I thought about it, I was the only human here who could communicate with monsters.
And yet I’d done nothing but monitor from the office with a grin on my face, rather than mediating between them…….
“Ahem… if there’s anything either of you wants to say right now… would you like me to relay it…?”
I turned to the Durahhan. As if she’d been waiting for exactly this, she opened her mouth.
“I was wrong in my thinking. Just before my breath ran out, the sharp pain squeezing my heart—it was because I couldn’t confirm that my friend was truly safe.”
I immediately relayed her words to the two of them.
“So your memories have fully returned?”
“Once I crossed blades, everything came back.”
It was possible without even having a head.
It was fascinating, yet something felt strangely poignant about it.
If she’d truly recovered all her memories, shouldn’t I think of her as simply Sabira with a different appearance, rather than a monster?
Then Ragnar spoke up in a solemn voice.
“Ever since I lost you, I’ve grown stronger so I would never lose another person by my side.”
“…That’s what he says.”
“Right, you’ve grown strong enough for both of us. I’m grateful you didn’t forget me. And grateful you’ve made my dream come true.”
“…That’s what he’s saying.”
Luadis interjected with a stern expression.
“I’m going to strengthen my Training. I won’t allow my disciples to lose their lives so meaninglessly ever again.”
“…That’s what he said.”
I stopped mid-interpretation between the two species.
Wait…. Isn’t this actually a pretty marketable talent?
Is there any way to make money as a monster specialist interpreter?
“Now I can let you go with a clear heart.”
“Disciple, you must have been lonely all this time. You’ve been through so much.”
I’d been lost in thought, but snapped back to attention at those loaded words.
Wait, wait. This can’t be right.
You can’t go beyond heartwarming and start preparing for a permanent goodbye.
Why are you trying to send him away!? We had such good momentum just a moment ago!
“You’re really going to burn his head?”
I stepped closer to Ragnar and Luadis, whispering cautiously.
“Even though Sabira has recovered his sense of self, the fact remains that he’s become a monster. I doubt Sabira himself would want to live like this.”
“True enough. He can no longer even speak with humans. He was once a child who dreamed of becoming a great adventurer—shouldn’t we preserve his honor?”
But why are you two deciding this on your own!?
“Then… what does Sabira think about this?”
Even so, Sabira’s recovered all his memories. If he dies now, that’s really dying twice over.
“Hmm?”
Both of them turned to look at me with confused expressions.
It was as though they couldn’t fathom why I’d ask such a thing—as if they simply believed Sabira would want to depart this way as well.
While I stood there gaping in shock, the earth-form suddenly pushed forward.
“What are you all doing? If the problem’s solved, we should be signing a contract now! You, Durahhan—can you start work tomorrow?”
Brownie had failed to read the room and blurted out a sensitive topic!
“Ugh…!”
“…What? Start work?”
“Surely you don’t mean….”
The two men’s narrowed eyes bored into the shadowy dungeon manager’s chest like daggers.
Why can they understand a sprite’s words but not a monster’s….
“Well, you see….”
I quickly relayed to Sabira what these two were thinking.
The weight of their stares at me was so intense I thought my skull might crack.
“What? I’m quite fond of this body! It doesn’t hurt, and I’m strong. Living a second life isn’t a bad prospect at all. Besides, I want to stay close to our Boksil. Haven’t you seen the affection I’ve left behind?”
Why is this Durahhan so fixated on me?
Before I could react, he pulled me into an embrace with his thick armored arms, and I thought my entire body was going to be crushed.
‘I guess I’m the one who has to sort this out.’
“Well… I have something to say to you both. Brownie, could you fetch that thing from the Safe Zone?”
After sending Brownie away—since there was no telling what rash thing he might do next—I carefully opened my mouth.
“Actually, I believe Sabira would like to try living a new life as a Durahhan….”
“What did you just say!?”
“So I was thinking—what if we offered to protect Sabira here in our dungeon?”
“You mean to employ Sabira in this place?”
Ignoring their astonishment, I went on to explain to Sabira what sort of relationship these two held with this dungeon.
Ragnar had promised to overlook the fact that I’m part of the Demon King Team, and Luadis was directly training the monsters.
Furthermore, the dungeon would soon be used as a practical training ground for novice adventurers.
“That’s incredible! That was your idea, wasn’t it, Boksil? My master would never suggest something like that—he’s far too old-fashioned.”
Actually, it was your master who first suggested the monster training….
“I want to do it too! It’s a good opportunity, isn’t it? I died in the Demon Realm, so I can help my juniors avoid dying there.”
I conveyed those exact words to them both.
“It doesn’t seem like you wish to die at all—would it truly be right to force liberation upon you?”
“…….”
“Besides, if Sabira were to stay here, we could visit often. That would be far better than searching for a grave, wouldn’t it?”
In truth, if these two warriors of unknown level truly decided to grant Sabira his rest, there was nothing I could do to stop them.
Ragnar was far stronger than Sabira, yet he’d been holding back throughout their entire fight.
If Luadis joined forces with him, could even a Level 40 Durahhan stand a chance?
“When Luadis trains our staff, perhaps Sabira could participate as well….”
Luadis pressed a hand to his forehead and released a deep sigh.
“You really are something. The longer I’m around you, the more I find myself tangled up in every conceivable sort of strange affair.”
“Master, what do you think is the right thing to do?”
“That’s enough. Didn’t Sabira himself say he wishes to live? How could I end my disciple’s life with these hands?”
My heart began to pound with relief.
Thank goodness.
Now I just need Ragnar to make up his mind.
As he remained silent, Sabira suddenly spoke up.
“My dear friend Ragnar. My strength is far inferior to yours.”
Sabira had felt it too—that Ragnar had been holding back.
“…is what he says.”
“I miss the days when we fought as equals. So won’t you give me a chance to hone my strength again and face you properly? Isn’t it delightful just to imagine?”
“…That’s what he said.”
At this point, shouldn’t I be charging hourly interpretation fees like that fire sprite does?
“Ha, you’ve always been….”
Ragnar laughed as if exasperated.
“Isn’t life tedious for you these days? I sensed weariness in your blade. Right now you look like someone who’s lost all reason to live. Where did that brilliant, shining self from childhood disappear to?”
“Really? Truly? Ah, Sabira just said….”
I relayed the message to Ragnar, though somewhat flustered.
But he didn’t answer right away.
“I’ll become your reason to pick up the sword again. Just wait a little longer. I’ll catch up to your strength soon enough.”
There was no trace of hesitation in Sabira’s voice.
“Ah, come to think of it, I’m still in monster form right now, aren’t I? If I grow any stronger here, won’t that be quite dangerous? What if I end up becoming a Demon King?”
I quietly shook my head at that careless remark.
I was right to send Brownie away.
If Brownie heard what Sabira said, they’d definitely throw a fit asking if being a Demon King was a joke……
“Hey! How many monsters are you!? How dare some upstart barely cloaked in Demonic Energy aim for the Demon King’s throne!?”
Yes. Exactly like that.
In any case, I relayed Sabira’s words to Ragnar as they were.
This time too, he offered no response.
He simply smiled, his expression noticeably more at ease than before.

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