NTL

As expected, Yesol is the smartest among our guild members.

Yesol quickly grasped the situation and told us what to do.

Since we’re not the brains type but the physical type anyway, we just decided to carry out the operation Yesol told us to.

Yesol’s plan was so complicated that I couldn’t understand it all, but the operation I was in charge of was simple.

Just go to the Scorpion Faction’s headquarters and cause a ruckus.

Yesol is fully aware that my learning ability drops significantly unless it’s a raid gimmick or pattern.

As I lightly devastated the Scorpion Faction’s headquarters, there were tons of NPCs rushing at me to catch me.

And what’s surprising is that there weren’t just NPCs, but also users.

I thought I was the only one involved in the underworld, but there are users receiving quests from the second-ranked Scorpion Faction in the underworld.

,If you clear this quest, you’ll be promoted to executive, so everyone, stay sharp!

,Don’t worry!

,Let’s get our hands on some gold!

The three users, who seemed to be close friends, were bickering and running towards me when they saw me and stopped with a screech like a car slamming on the brakes.

They stared at me blankly, and soon grabbed their hair and shouted.

,Why is Arang here!!!

,Huh.

,No, this isn’t right!

,Holy shit!

,That’s too much, man.

I feel sorry for those users, but I’m not in a position to give in right now.

I drew my sword and rushed at the users.

,This is such bullshit!!!

I shouted and gave a short prayer to the user who disappeared into particles, then separated the next users’ necks from their bodies.

I hope they do a quest that doesn’t involve me next time.

Come to think of it, it’s not just that a quest fails, but it destroys the story that those users worked hard to build up with their affinity.

Thinking about it that way, I can understand why they’re shouting like that.

Yesol whispered to me that the operation to take over the black market went smoothly because I was just *ttusya ttusya* at the Scorpion headquarters.

My friends are all capable, after all.

Each of them has a special talent.

I immediately went to the place where the auction house was.

It was so cleanly taken over that it was no different from when I first saw it.

There was no damage despite the war. As expected of Yesol.

,Now, shall we check if there’s anything interesting in the auction house?

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There wasn’t as much equipment in the auction house as I had expected that would really draw me in.

But there were many unique equipment pieces that our guild members would be interested in.

I’d like to give them all away for free, but doing so would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

To make the auction house a long-term profitable one, management and money management are important after all.

But I’m planning to sell it to guild members a little cheaper.

We decided to put everything except the equipment needed by the guild members up for auction.

Yesol will be in charge of the auction house.

I’m definitely not slacking off.

It’s just that if I run the auction house, it’ll probably go bankrupt in less than a month, so I’m handing it over to the smart Yesol.

,The auction items don’t matter that much.

The most important thing is information about the manager who might be in the auction house.

The auction house is a place where various people gather while receiving auction items from various places.

And if it’s the best black market auction house, many major NPCs related to the world’s story will be involved.

I entered the room where the NPC who managed the auction house stayed.

It was a mess, as if he had tried to escape. There must have been documents that he absolutely couldn’t reveal to others.

But according to Yesol, no one in the auction house was able to escape, and thanks to Bae Ddeopgae, all attempts to discard information were blocked.

I slowly looked around the room and pondered.

There are so many documents, I’m not going to check them one by one to find evidence.

The characteristic of this kind of place.

There’s a secret place.

I started searching the room like crazy. I tapped it with a knife and kicked it with my foot, checking this and that, and then I realized something was wrong.

,Why are only these books intact?

Most of the books are on the floor or scattered, but the book in front of me is neatly꽂혀있다 [kkotyeoitda -꽂혀 있다 is a verb meaning ‘to be stuck in/inserted/placed’].

With a pounding heart, I pulled the book.

Instead of the book being pulled out, it moved like a switch, and the desk moved to the side with a *deudeudeuk* sound.

A secret entrance revealed.

I trembled and went inside.

As expected, a place like this should have a secret place like this.

Unlike any other secret place I’ve found so far, it was very neat and elegant.

Just looking at it, it felt like seeing a wealthy aristocrat’s mansion.

The strange thing is that there’s only one door in the secret place.

That means the person who managed the auction house has something he values most behind that door.

With a pounding heart, as soon as I opened the door, I was amazed by the creature in front of me.

,Beautiful.

Her pure white hair was so radiant that it was almost an illusion, and her face was more beautiful than any other NPC.

Everything was pure white.

Hair, skin, fur, as if she had albinism.

But it was somehow familiar.

,She looks similar to that elf.

Pointy ears. The slightly raised corners of her eyes were similar to the elf I fought.

,She must be related to the elf. Maybe that elf was actually trying to save the elf here and was captured as a slave?

I approached the elf fixed to the wall.

*Pajik*.

My hand was blocked by something and bounced off.

,Hmm? Look at this?

Clearly, the albino elf in front of me also has a restraint on her neck. But some force was blocking my approach.

,Is it not the power of magic?

I put despair in my hand and shoved it into the barrier that the albino elf was guarding.

*Pajijijijijik!*

,Uwaatssi!

As my health dropped in chunks in an instant, I hurriedly pulled my hand away.

,I almost died.

Maybe it’s because I screamed, but the albino elf, who was sleeping while tied up, slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.

,Who are you?

The albino elf glared at me with intense eyes, even though she had a restraint on her neck and was hanging on the wall like a trophy.

No wonder she looks similar to that elf, her personality seems to be similar too.

Or is it a racial trait of the elves in Leore?

Well, most elf settings portray them as arrogant races who have lived for a long time, have good combat abilities, and look down on humans.

,Just a person?

,Hmph. Funny. Do you know that the stench of rot is vibrating from your body right now?

Both the elf and the albino elf immediately recognize that I’m not a normal human.

They seem to feel the power of despair, the power of the 5th world.

,Can elves smell the stench coming from this despair? That’s a bit annoying.

I was thinking of finding a nice elf NPC and becoming friends with her because the elf was so pretty, but seeing the elf glaring at me with an expression as if she was looking at food waste, it seems difficult to choose to become friends with an elf.

,Stench of rot? I don’t know what you’re talking about.

,You probably don’t know because you’re a rotten human yourself.

,Huh?

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Just because I can’t touch the albino elf doesn’t mean I can’t get information.

Because the color of the barrier protecting this albino elf is clearly yellow.

,This is the administrator’s protection. It’s Miho’s protection.

That means Miho liked this albino elf and directly protected her.

Perhaps it’s because the elf was captured as a slave and even had a restraint put on her that she gave her this protection to protect such an elf.

The administrator cannot move unless it’s a major event in the Leore world.

She can only move when the world is in great danger. For example, a war.

But she can’t do anything to a single creature.

,Things are getting interesting?

It must have been a big risk to put a protection on this albino elf. She’s not an NPC needed for war, but she tried to protect an NPC who had been reduced to a sex slave.

The fact that Miho gave protection to an NPC, not a user, while taking a risk means that Miho cherishes this albino elf very, very much. But she’s worth cherishing. With that level of appearance.

The cat-like administrator Miho, who is known for her prickly personality, gave protection to an NPC that she doesn’t even give to the shaman?

In other words.

We have a good hostage.

,Hehehehehehe.

This is NTL time.

I’m going to NTL this albino elf that Miho likes and shatter Miho’s mentality.

I took out the syringe containing the aphrodisiac that the crow gave me from my inventory.

The crow said it’s dangerous if an NPC is hit with the undiluted solution, but if it’s related to a 16-year-old user, the Leore system AI will probably adjust it on its own. Not in a lewd way.

,It’s useless. I am protected by the goddess. No matter what you do, you can’t harm me.

,Ah, that confidence is so good. That’s why it’s more fun to conquer you.

,You’re crazy after all.

It reminds me of the dating sim games I used to play.

Everyone knows that it’s great to conquer women who have strong, confident, and arrogant expressions.

I focused my mind more than ever and poured despair into my hand and the syringe I was holding, coating it.

And I stabbed it towards the albino woman.

*Pajijijijijijik!*

The yellow barrier rejected my hand, and my health started to drop *jjuuk*.

,Is your brain rotten too? What did you hear me say just now?

,This bitch?

I can’t let you get away with this.

If it were a normal NPC or user, I would have been pushed back by the administrator’s power, but I am now a shaman with power equal to the administrator.

*Pajijijijijijik!*

*Jjeojeok*.

,Huh?

*Jjeojeojeok*.

,N-No wayㅡ!

*Jjaenggeurang!*

*Puuuk*.

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