The Artist Who Paints Dungeon-Chapter 139

Yoo Seong-woon came running.

“Geo-ya.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“Did we do anything to upset you?”

“I don’t know why you’re asking that, but we haven’t.”

“That’s fortunate.”

Yoo Seong-woon asked, smiling hollowly.

“I think you’ve been talking to other employees a lot lately.”

“Did it interfere with your work?”

“Just a little? Well, I’m not saying you were completely rude....”

It was a bit ambiguous to see creating fear as a nuisance. This was especially true for Yoo Seong-woon, who knew that Geo’s true identity was neither a monster nor a god, but a part of the source.

He was just curious.

“I heard the story, you’re asking about the evil spirit?”

“You’re right.”

“Ugh.”

Yoo Seong-woon was startled when Geo in the portrait suddenly thrust his upper body forward.

“You could have come out like that.”

“You’re only half-covered.”

A low-saturation red hair caught my eye under the black cloak that rippled like a veil. Judging by his uniquely provocative and sharp tone, it seemed to be Argio, who introduced himself as an evil spirit.

He leaned against the frame. His fingernails, which were lightly flickering, seemed to have grown long like those of an animal. Argio continued.

“I’ve been having questions about evil spirits lately.”

“Questions? What kind of questions?”

“What is an evil spirit? How can I call it an evil spirit?”

“That... is really hard to tell.”

Yoo Seong-un cleared his throat.

“Humans call gods who do things that harm them evil spirits.”

“Then is it also evil to barge into a festival to drink alcohol or to interfere in a hunting ground?”

“I guess it depends on the local customs, but I don’t really feel like it’s an evil deed.”

“What about hanging the necks of those who attacked me and decorating them in the forest?”

“That certainly deserves to be called an evil deed...?”

There is a saying in the world that self-defense is the case, but humans are not the fairest creatures to return what they have received.

In areas where people have a high level of awareness of natural human rights, such blatant retaliation would especially not be welcomed.

“Well, I personally don’t think it’s an evil deed. I don’t necessarily let someone who attacks me live either. I don’t decorate it either, but...”

“Would I decorate it because it looks beautiful? If I didn’t, there would be idiots who would come in to pick a fight, so that would be a problem. Anyway, you don’t feel that it’s particularly evil, do you?”

“If you intend to kill someone, you should intend to die in return. I’m not the only one who thinks this way, right? But why are you asking me this question?”

“.......”

Argio, who had been silent for a moment, spoke again.

“I thought I was an evil spirit, but I think I fall short of that standard.”

“Standards. On our Earth, there are clear standards for defining evil spirits.”

Yoo Seong-woon asked.

“Have you ever killed innocent people?”

“What kind of people do you mean by innocent?”

“People who didn’t harm you or did you a favor?”

“You wouldn’t have killed those people, would you?”

“Have you ever repaid a favor with enmity?”

“If you ignore it, you won’t know, but I’ve never done anything like that.”

“Then why are you an evil spirit?”

I didn’t quite understand.

“People called you an evil spirit.”

“Yes.”

“Why did they call you that? Even the name Argio is a derogatory term.”

“Because you’re unlucky?”

Argio continued, snapping his long fingernails.

“A beautiful beast that doesn’t even look human deserves to be hated by people. There were many other reasons besides that, but they called me the evil spirit of greed and anger.”

“Greed and anger....”

“I like wealth. Gold, silver, treasures, and good wine are my best friends, and since I grew up as a beast, I didn’t have to endure it. It’s fun to turn my anger on those who offend me.”

“But that’s a bit too much to call me an evil spirit.”

“...Uuuum....”

Argio rested his chin on his hand.

“I guess so.”

“What do you not like?”

“I had my own pride....”

“You were proud of being an evil spirit?”

“That’s also one of my honors, so of course.”

“Honor....”

“It’s mine that came into my arms.”

“.......”

“But now that I look back, my notoriety wasn’t that great.”

Even though he couldn’t see well because of the cloak, Geo looked quite bored.

“How can I be this empty?”

“...Hmm, uh... is that so....”

Yoo Seong-woon roughly understood the situation.

‘The size of a mysterious body varies depending on the stories surrounding it.’

Even evil spirits are ultimately gods. Their size varies depending on the favor or hostility of the creatures who believe in their existence, and it seems that Argio actively accepted even the notoriety for things he didn’t do as his own.

‘Then it’s possible to have an excessively evil divinity compared to the evil deeds he directly committed.’

Isn’t that the case with the Sankaluts? An ordinary jewel that couldn’t even speak, let alone kill, became a full-fledged evil spirit through national beliefs and sacrifices. It’s a similar case to Argio.

‘In particular, this one actively accepted the misunderstandings directed at him while being able to speak and act... .’

It was a very rare case.

“Then you actually did nothing?”

“You visited the mansions of unlucky authors without permission and took alcohol and goods.”

“Who were those unlucky authors?”

“Those who ruined the taste of my alcohol. They made a fuss in front of me.”

“You were talking too loudly?”

“You said you annihilated the village that prepared a meal for me.”

“Ah, that was definitely self-defense. Then it would be hard to say what you did was evil.”

“That’s really unfortunate news.”

“Hmm....”

Yoo Seong-woon laughed awkwardly.

“Is it because your reputation was empty?”

“Because it’s more enjoyable to be evil than good.”

“.......”

Yoo Seong-woon was speechless for a moment.

“...Would you like me to check out the battlefield?”

“No.”

Geo’s voice instantly became blunt.

“I’m not yet perfect as Argio.”

“You’re saying you don’t like fighting much right now?”

“I’ve always been averse to fighting.”

“That’s a little different from what I said earlier.”

“I think it depends on the situation.”

“Hmm, is that so?”

Yoo Seong-woon thought for a moment and asked.

“Is Joo-hyun still at home?”

“Yes, he’s sleeping.”

“He seems to be sleeping every time I ask him.”

“I thought you were tired, so I put you to bed early.”

“Nothing else, I was just wondering if you could leave.”

“Do you have any advice for me?”

“You said you were curious about the evil spirits.”

Anything was better when you actually fought.

“There is an evil spirit that Korea officially recognizes as a normal religion.”

“It must be an evil spirit that doesn’t harm humans.”

“Rather, it must have been thought of as a kind of natural order, even though it was harmful.”

Mysteries related to gods were not Yoo Seong-un’s specialty, but he remembered the basic flow.

“The most representative example of this is the God of Death.”

“Death is definitely natural order.”

“Yes, you’re right. But people don’t like it.”

“For most people, death is harmful.”

“The God of Death has been recognized as a general religion in the past 14 years.”

“Wasn’t it before that?”

“It was a very sensitive time, and in many ways...”

Yoo Seong-un laughed absentmindedly.

“I guess it was a world where evil spirits ruled, so there wasn’t much room to distinguish.”

“They ruled.”

“Thanks to the symbol of eternity, it feels like things are somewhat organized now.”

He shrugged.

“Would you like to meet? If you want, I’ll ask for your understanding in advance.”

“Then I’d like to meet you.”

That’s how Black Cloak came out into the world again.

To be exact, as the A-class Hunter ‘Sergio’.

“.......”

“.......”

“Hey, look.”

Bisabal looked at Yoo Seong-un, who had come to ask for permission, as if he found it ridiculous.

“You always told me not to let Sergio go outside.”

“Wasn’t it because the guild leader is someone who threatens world peace?”

“Do you think I’m contributing so much to world peace right now that you’re saying such nonsense?”

“At least I don’t clap my hands and tell Geo to make a mess.”

“That’s true, it’s true, but I feel so wronged. How can I live with this kind of treatment?”

Yoo Seong-woon knew that they had lived too well, and Bisa-bal knew that.

“As expected, our employees don’t know how to rub their palms.”

“If you add more work to it, they’ll rub it all out.”

“Or they won’t, I like you guys so much.”

“We know that too, you’re acting so arrogantly on your own....”

Yoo Seong-woon muttered and then smiled and asked.

“The Temple of Death is in Gyeonggi-do, so I came to get permission in advance. Unlike before, we’ll be going quite far, and since it’s a meeting between two evil gods, we don’t know what kind of chemical reaction will occur.”

“.......”

Bisa-bal, who had been tapping the table as if calculating something, nodded.

“I’m curious, what would happen if the evil god Geo and the quiet evil god met.”

“I knew you’d say that.”

“Isn’t that a much more fun and interesting topic than protecting the peace of humanity?”

“Interesting... When you say that, you seem to resemble Argio.”

Argio said that the reason he likes evil more than good is because it’s more stimulating and interesting.

In terms of not caring much about the peace of mankind but defending good in order to enjoy more, there were definitely similarities between Bisabal and Argio. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Bisabal smiled at him.

“Didn’t Argio say that his colors are similar to mine?”

“He has a more calm color scheme than the guild leader.”

“If anything, I’ll just say he’s my nephew.”

“You said he was the only son of the fourth generation.”

“Hmm.”

Bisabal added to Yoo Seong-woon’s deep gaze.

“Like a hidden son?”

“Aren’t you in your eighties?”

“You look so plump.”

“You’re plump, but you have the body of a 50-year-old.”

“Then It’s called correcting.”

Yoo Seong-un didn’t say anything up to that point.

“... Geo already has the sun’s divinity. I don’t know if the evil divinity of the evil god was added on top of it, or if they coexist, or if they can switch it...”

Yoo Seong-un continued.

“The Seoul branch of the Sun Church ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) was friendly to Geo. In particular, the evil god of the Gyeonggi branch doesn’t enjoy conflict between divinities, so I thought there wouldn’t be a big problem, so I came to ask for permission.”

“But did you think it was dangerous?”

“Since Geo introduced himself as an evil god, we should be careful. He especially likes things that are provocative, and more than anything, he doesn’t fear conflict. I thought we should prepare for it.”

“I can help you with that.”

Although the collection of Bisabal took the form of a business company, that didn’t mean that his guild members weren’t good at fighting. Some of his followers only followed his orders.

“I’ll ask my friends to do this.”

“I feel reassured that you’re looking after me.”

Yoo Seong-woon expressed his gratitude with his characteristically innocent smile.

“I feel like I’ve always received help.”

“I feel the same way. However....”

“However?”

“When I leave, I’ll go as ‘Sergio’, right?”

“...Shouldn’t I?”

“Hmm.”

Bisabal stroked my chin.

“I think it would be okay to find Sergio’s secretary soon.”

“Are you planning on making Geo an official hunter?”

“I’ve blocked him for a while, but his attention is already focused on him.”

No matter how quietly things were done, quite a few people knew that the sea had become calm after Sergio and other hunters visited the S-class dungeon, ‘Deep Sea Kingdom’.

The A-class hunter who appeared without a sound and the sea of ​​Korea that had become calm after his visit. Since there was no specific evidence, they were curious, even if not suspicious.

“Sergio used to save people at the ‘Deep Sea Temple’.”

“You still have that influence? Because of a hunter who doesn’t even do official activities?”

“A handsome and capable hunter is popular with everyone.”

“...That’s true.”

In particular, Geo had a strong aura that was hard to forget in people’s memories.

Above all, it wasn’t strange that there were still people who remembered ‘Sergio Hunter’ who had gathered people together and encouraged them during those difficult and scary times.

Yoo Seong-woon nodded.

“The fact that he was a promising new A-class hunter but his whereabouts were unknown probably drew more attention. It might have been read as a kind of mystical strategy....”

“If you knew, you should have sent Geo out a long time ago.”

“Do you think I don’t know that that was a recommendation full of the guild leader’s selfish intentions? Anyway, I guess I’ll have to look for a manager among the staff.”

If he was a hunter with frequent official activities or a high profile, he would have one or two managers to manage his schedule.

Even though Geo didn’t plan on having frequent official activities, if there were many people interested in him, he needed a secretary in another sense.

“It would be easier to manage his schedule and image if we knew about the existence of ‘Sergio’...”

“Let’s gradually find someone for that part.”

Bisabal’s long, slit pupils slowly dilated.

“I think I’ll be able to find him soon.”

Was it Joohyun?

He didn’t like her, but she seemed pretty useful.