episode_0342

I always think about it, but Benedick makes too much of a fuss.

We talked through the crystal ball almost three times a week.

It’s been such a long time that it’s not like that, so why are you running away in tears as soon as you see my face?

And how strong is it?

When I hugged him from the other side, I felt physically suffocated.

I’ve been trying to push with all the strength I’ve developed so far, but how can my arms not even move?

Is this a real human being?

I guess the seeds themselves are different in the first place?

…uh. If you look at it that way, I also become a different person.

If it had been before, I would have denied it, but I couldn’t shake my head after hearing all the stories while waiting for Benedick.

A person who will continue the glory of the Aln family.

A person who will enhance the reputation of the kingdom.

I learned what people thought of me when I heard people say that I might become a monster that surpasses Benedick Aln.

Looking back, I’ve done a lot of crazy things.

I myself think that Soul Academy’s rotten water should be at this level, but it will be received completely differently by people without this background knowledge.

The old man was happy as if it were his own business, but I, the person involved, couldn’t smile comfortably.

A person who has been given everything except humanity!

I can’t admit it!

What that damned pedophile pervert gave me is his humanity!

Everything else other than that I got while struggling to get my hands on it!

I only skimmed through other stories, but when I heard that story, my mouth started itching and I couldn’t stand it.

If Benedick hadn’t jumped out from far away, I wouldn’t have grabbed him by the collar.

“Lucy. Lucy. Are you listening to this papa?”

…ah. shit. I caught you listening to the conversation while thinking about something else. I thought you wouldn’t know if you just pretend to listen.

Rude? I know! But what should I do! Listening to Benedick fussing makes me want to eat!

‘yes. ‘I’m listening.’

“Don’t worry. Idiot Father’s rough voice is so clear and clear that it makes me feel bad.”

“Haha! I’m glad that’s the case!”

Benedick’s fuss did not subside even after I became extremely irritated.

Even in front of the food from Tier La Mas, which is said to be the best restaurant in Soul Academy, I was so busy bragging that I didn’t even touch the dishes.

It’s such a shame that that delicious food gets cold.

If I had known it would be like this, I would have just come with my idiot.

If I had, I would have been able to see Idiot’s happy smile.

“These days, this dad is having a hard time resisting wanting to stop by places where people gather. Every time I go somewhere, I hear compliments about my daughter, so I have to be able to hold back!”

Isn’t that just a compliment to see what you think?

Is everything Lucy has accomplished so far worthy of praise?

…Actually, now the notoriety is mixed with what I did, so it’s hard to say anything about Lucy.

“It’s the same when the bard comes! How sweet is the song that the Apostle of the Arts Order composed to praise your beauty. Every time the bard came, I went outside and heard a voice from the head deacon.”

Ugh. The song that that pervert made is that good!?

So much so that the bards sing it every time they visit a certain city?!

I’d like to think it’s an exaggeration on Benedick’s part, but considering the Perverted Apostle’s art-related abilities, I don’t think that’s the case.

I don’t know what it is, but let’s not try to find out.

When you find out what song is spreading, you will definitely struggle with self-destruction.

“These days, I’m busy looking through the Dungeon Society’s journals. There are so many positive reviews about the dungeon you created, it makes me smile happily every time I see it!”

You saw that.

Well, among male nobles, looking through the journals of the Dungeon Society is considered irrational, so there’s no way they can’t check it.

As I was listening to the explanation about how many rave reviews the dungeon I created was receiving, a question came to mind.

Did Benedick really succeed in conquering the dungeon?

Could this large man, who on the outside appears to be full of muscles even down to his brain, break through the dungeon’s gimmick on his own?

“Why are you asking the obvious? Is there any way that this dad wouldn’t attack the dungeon my daughter made?”

Benedick told his story confidently, but I couldn’t easily believe it.

If you have deceptive physical abilities like this person, you will inevitably be poor at using gimmicks.

Why use your brain when you have an excellent body? If you just destroy everything, the dungeon will succumb on its own.

“The best part was the part that made me believe I had escaped from a dream. I read people’s psychology very well.”

But as I listened to Benedick’s story, I began to believe that this person had actually conquered the dungeon.

The story that came out of his mouth was not something that could be told simply by reading a commentary book.

They have overwhelming physical abilities but are also good at using their brains, so there are all kinds of scams like this. It’s completely out of balance!

‘I’m not good with hair!’

If I had been smart, I would have prayed to Dice God every time I took a test!

‘What do you mean?’

I’m not sure, but I felt like he was being sarcastic, so I was about to get annoyed at the old man when Benedick said something unexpected.

“Ah. really. Lucy. There was already something I wanted to ask of you.”

‘Please?’

“Please? Stupid, stupid father to me?”

“Okay. I heard that if you head to the academy, you can experience the dungeon you created. Can this Papa also try going in?”

*

The Dungeon Studies final exam site was still crowded with people long after the exam was over.

What’s different from before is that the people creating the crowds have changed.

When exams were in full swing, this place was full of students, but now there are a lot of people who came to experience my dungeon.

Thanks to this, there is still a lot of work for teaching assistants to do.

no. To be more precise, I would say that the number of jobs has increased.

The people you have to deal with have changed from students at the academy to people who can hold and wield power.

In a medieval fantasy world, how could people who can move wherever they want to be just ordinary people?

If you mess with the wrong people here, your head will be blown off, both figuratively and physically.

Is that why? The faces of the assistants who served the customers had a look that fit the description of being faceless.

Feel sorry for the people who were shedding tears not long ago when they said the exam was over.

But what can I do?

This is the graduate school you chose!

If you decide to become a slave, risk your life!

“Count Arn! Long time no see!”

“Oh. Viscount Mold. Long time no see. Did you come to conquer the dungeon my daughter made?”

“Yes! After seeing that dungeon in Hakji, I couldn’t stop my heart from racing!”

“Hehe. I’m glad that you like it so much. like? Count Lovey! I heard that you were resting in the territory after the war ended.”

“So you didn’t come here for a vacation like this.”

While I looked at the teaching assistants and sympathized with them, Benedick happily exchanged greetings with the nobles in the exam room.

If you look at the joy of meeting an old friend rather than the serious appearance at the Patran festival, do you think these people have a special connection?

The people who were happy to see Benedick also greeted me who was next to him.

They were smiling, saying they were pretty, had great talent, had often heard rumors, etc., but when they actually received a reply containing various comments from me, they couldn’t control their facial expressions.

Of course, no one got angry when they noticed Benedick next to them.

“Have you also come to experience the dungeon?”

“Yes. Since this is a place my daughter created, I plan to try my hand at it.”

It’s “. If you are an Aln bag, you will definitely be able to break a new record.”

“Aln updates Aln’s record. It’s full of romance.”

“Record?”

“Yes. Look over there.”

What one of the nobles pointed to was the dungeon’s speedrun record.

“After the dungeon was opened to outsiders, many people challenged Lady Arlen’s record, but no one could surpass me.”

As this person said, all the nobles challenging the Academy Dungeon tried to surpass my record.

Does it make sense that the record set by a young girl cannot yet be surpassed?

However, the challengers soon realized how high the record barrier was.

Despite repeated attempts by countless people, the record showed no signs of being broken.

Even now, the second-place record is one minute off. There is no need to explain what the records were like in the early days of opening.

In the process, there were people who shouted whether that record made sense, but it was quickly suppressed because there was still a video of me speedrunning.

It’s “. I couldn’t even think of catching up.”

“That is a record that only Lady Arlen can set.”

“I keep taking on challenges, but each time I feel only greatness.”

The nobles surrounding Benedick each spoke words of admiration, but I could not sympathize with their words.

Even if people who are physically much better than me say that.

I really don’t understand.

I showed you the speedrun answers exactly, but why can’t I follow them?

If these people just imitate that, they’ll be able to conquer it in a much faster time than me, right?

‘So that’s wrong! ‘You have to put in that much effort to break the record!’

Speedrunning is no joke!

If you tell me I’m amazing or anything without even putting in that much effort, I’m not happy at all!

Instead, self-proclaimed experts scratch my insides, which only makes me irritated! As I was biting my lip, feeling like I was going to criticize the nonsense coming from around me, Benedick let out a laugh.

“Mmm. I should try my best to become a proud father.”

After Benedick said that, he entered the dungeon.

I escaped from the nobles who made me feel uncomfortable and ran to my assistant.

To watch Benedick conquer the dungeon through a crystal ball.

You’re curious. How would Benedick, a strong man who deviates from common sense, attack my dungeon?

I snatched the crystal ball from the instructor and blinked when I saw Benedick standing on the training ground.

…eh?

Why is it already the first room?

You just walked in, and before you know it, you’ve crossed the hallway?

I was about to blink at the speed that far exceeded my expectations when Benedick pulled his arm back.

‘Let’s do something a little mean!’

And then the moment he thrust his fist forward.

All the soldiers and knights standing at the training ground disappeared.

Naturally, the door to the next room opened.

‘hey. grandfather.’

‘When you look at that, do you think it’s me or your father?’

How can that be a human like me! That doesn’t make sense!