Chapter 278 – Anxiety (6)
The basement floor of the Magic Tower.
It was always damp there, even when it didn’t rain – and bugs with their legs on each side were twisted all over the place.
Especially flies and maggots. These damn things made no distinction between spring and fall, summer and winter.
Every day was a war against mold and bugs.
Whoop whoop-
Jacob wiped the sweat dripping down his forehead with the back of his hand.
When I hit the crustacean monster’s carapace with my foot – the intestines fell to the floor. Maggots and parasites crawl out between the intestines.
However, Jacob did not change his expression. Because it was a daily routine for him.
“Hey, Jacob. They are guests.”
A man called Jacob.
Jacob’s expression hardened as he watched the wolves come in packs.
“They are here again. Dirty kittens.”
“Inspired by Peebble… Be quiet. I can hear everything.”
The name of the old man by Jacob’s side was Peebble, a long-term prisoner who had served in the Magic Tower for over 30 years.
The reason he is called a prisoner here is because he was a prisoner.
To be precise, he stole a loaf of bread for his starving daughter and was caught by the magistrate.
Peebble had to choose one of the two.
Either his wrists were cut off, or he served time in the Mage’s Tower, or-.
It was common for people to bleed to death when their wrists were cut off. In fact, there were many cases where pickpockets cut their wrists while robbing a mercenary’s pocket without knowing anything – and nine out of ten of them died.
It was as if there were no options.
That’s how he became a prisoner of the Mage Tower.
The work to do was to process and process the monster beast by-products.
Because it was common for people to be exposed to demonic energy while on duty, their bodies deformed or they got sick and died early—most of the work on this side was done by inmates like Peebble.
And Jacob-, was in charge of managing those who were incarcerated.
It was for this same reason that he was treated as the lowest among the staff of the Mage Tower. Because I have to deal with the prisoners.
What is fortunate, though, is that most of the people Jacob deals with are petty criminals such as shoplifters and scammers.
Serious criminals such as murderers and rapists were sent to mines or salt pans, not to the Mage Tower. There, they would wear shackles until they died, and they would die.
Compared to those guys—they were in a better situation. At least the money comes out like rat poop.
Peebble used the money to feed his daughter – and even get her married.
But, well, the fact that I had to work at the Mage Tower until I died was the same as them, but…
“Please do the math here!”
The werewolf waved his hairy hand.
“Yeah, here we go!”
Jacob approached the werewolf with old Peebble, who was still mumbling, and a few other prisoners.
On top of the cart the werewolf had brought, there was a carcass of a beast the size of an ox. It was a level 4 witch.
He was dead with his snout wide open—they said it was as big as Jacob’s head.
The viscera and flesh were all discarded by the werewolves, but the flesh clinging to the inside of the hide had to be scraped off from this side.
In addition, special processing using artifacts is required to use it properly.
The inmates moved the by-products of the beast on the cart one by one, and Jacob checked the weight and quantity.
In order not to get blood or bodily fluids dripping from the beast’s corpse, most of the convicts wore thick waterproof clothing all over their bodies. This was also an item made by processing the skin of a demon.
“Let’s see. The corpse of a 4th-level demon beast, Black Panther. It weighs 380kg, and if you cut out the useless parts here, it’s about 200kg. Item in good condition. So the price is…”
As Jacob was tapping on his notebook, a werewolf sneaked up to him.
She was a werewolf woman with a slim figure. The woman thrust her chest into Jacob. Four udders rub against his forearms.
“Uh- why, why, why are you like this…?”
As the startled Jacob tried to back away, the Werewolf stuck out her tongue, licked my lips, and grabbed his forearm.
“Why is this, knowing… How is it? If you taste my insides, you’ll be crazy… Aren’t you curious about the wolf’s pussy taste? Galreung-.”
At the words of the werewolf as she patted Jacob’s crotch, he stepped backwards in fright and then bumped into his buttock. The wolves who watched it giggled and laughed.
“What a fuck…! What are you doing? These damn kittens…! Don’t go away!”
Old Man Peeble charged with the large scissors used to cut the beast’s carapace. Then the werewolf ducked behind her, hissing at her.
“Wake up! Tsk tsk- you look like an idiot.”
“Thank you, inspiration.”
Jacob stood up, clutching old Peebble’s wrinkled hand.
Although he was now over sixty, he had corrected himself quite a bit. Even though he’s been working on the lowest floor of the Mage Tower for 30 years, he doesn’t show any signs of illness, so he said it all.
“You damn cat bitch! Are you insane? This guy is married!”
“Chit- I meant to ask for a good price. Other than that, it had no meaning.”
At Old Man Peebble’s nervous finger-pointing, the Werewolf shrugged her shoulders.
Jacob wasn’t even in a bad way, and he just decided to move on. He, of course, couldn’t beat the price.
The feeling of the four fluttering breasts rubbing against his forearm was quite pleasant—but he was a staunch principled man. Originally he wasn’t like that – his wife’s personality was like that, so he gradually became more like him.
“Forty-two gold coins. Please pick it up at the window.”
Jacob tore off the paper with his seal on it to them. The werewolves groaned, asking if they could hit more, but Jacob shook his head resolutely.
Rattle-
“Are you there?”
But someone came down the elevator.
He was a person Jacob knew well—and he was a man who was causing trouble in the Mage Tower in many ways.
“Ohh- Seojun-kun!”
Old Man Peebble ran to Seo-joon in panting pant.
It was strange to see such a nervous inspiration.
Old Man Peebble was very naive and eccentric—but he was a kind old man who cared very much for his people. So Jacob liked him too.
The reason why Old Man Peeble welcomed Seo-Jun so much was because he recommended Old Man Peeble’s daughter to the Mage Tower.
She was living on her husband’s weekly wage because there was nowhere to find a job for her, but thanks to Seo-joon, she was now working on the second floor of the Mage Tower. She was in the artifact sales department.
Jacob was suspicious of Seo Joon’s identity.
It’s been a month since he worked at Martop. 절대 긴 시간이 아니었다. 막내 복역자가 이제 3년차였으니까.
By the way, Seojun plugged his daughter in the Martop.
It was impossible unless it was the head of the Top or a faculty person. In addition, Seo was just an assistant of the third -class wizard, Carina Burulee.
“Her daughter was very grateful to Seo Joon -kun. Even when I come home, I’m just talking about Seo Jun -kun! 내 아주 고맙게 생각하고 있어. How is it? 오늘 한번 식사하러 오겠나?”
In inspiration, Pible inspired Seo Joon’s hand with both hands and glanced under the wrinkled eyelids. Seojun smiled lightly and nodded his head.
“I am happy that my daughter adapts well to work. 네, 오늘 한번 찾아뵙겠습니다.”
Haha-! Okay! I will be dressed up enough to break the image. “
Pible Inspiration reveals her neck and laughs. It was a very old man who was involved in her daughter.
Seo Joon talked about the case that came here.
It was to ask for processing using beast by -products. He heard that he was planning to match the armor of the mercenaries living with him-, but he was looking for the highest grade item among the witch beast by-products held in the Mage Tower.
“마침 방금 들어온 물건이 있어. 4등급 흑표의 사체지. 냄새나는 늑인 놈들이 그걸 어떻게 손에 넣었는지는 몰라도- 아마 뭣 모르는 용병 놈들을 등쳐먹었을 거야. 저놈들은 그러고도 남을 놈들이라니까?”
피블 영감이 저쪽에 서 있는 늑인들을 흘긋 바라보며 중얼거렸다.
흑표의 사체를 확인한 서준은 고개를 주억거렸다.
“상태도 괜찮네요. 가공이 마무리되는 대로 받을 수 있을까요? 가격은 제대로 지불하겠습니다.”
“허허허- 우리 사이에 왜 그러실까. Right Jacob?”
피블은 제이콥을 향해 윙크를 날렸지만, 제이콥은 표정을 딱딱하게 굳혔다.
“Sorry. 깎아드릴 수는···.”
“It’s okay. 아내분께 들었습니다. 공과 사는 철저히 구분하시는 분이라고.”
서준은 옅게 웃으며 조금도 악의가 느껴지지 않는 목소리로 말했다. 그럼에도 제이콥의 입꼬리가 파르르- 떨렸다.
“제 아내에게요···?”
“Yes. 아내분께서 남편분을 아주 사랑하시더군요. 매일 차를 마실 때마다 남편분에 대한 자랑을 빼놓질 않습니다. Haha.”
‘매일’ 이라는 단어가 신경에 거슬린다.
제이콥은 서준이 자신의 아내, 오드리와 곧잘 차를 마시는 시간을 가지는 건 알고 있었다.
But I didn’t know it would be every day. Even her husband, Jacob—there were days when she was busy with her work and she often missed them.
“That’s because Jacob is so good at night shifts! Haha…!”
제이콥의 사람됨을 좋게 생각하는 피블 영감은 너털웃음을 흘리며- 그의 팔뚝을 툭툭 건드렸다.
제이콥은 그저 어색하게 웃을 뿐이었다.
This kind of talk came up often.
그는 가문이 뛰어난 것도 아니고, 돈이 많은 것도 아니었다. Not that his face was extraordinarily handsome – he didn’t show talent anywhere. No matter how you look at it, he was an ordinary man.
Since he became the husband of Audrey, who is called the flower of the Mage’s Tower, rumors about him began to spread without realizing it. He is said to be the ‘Lord of the Night’.
“I heard about that. I want to share a drink sometime and listen to heroic stories.”
After bursting into laughter, Seo-joon said that and went up the elevator again.
Whoa-
Jacob let out a sigh as he kneaded the somewhat hard Volga.
Standing in front of that man- For some reason, I became very nervous. It seems that he clearly has a goodwill towards himself – it seemed that his whole body stiffened as soon as his eyes met. Like a mouse before a snake.
“Hey, you. Are you friends with that guy?”
Jacob was feeling uncomfortable and was about to start working again-, one of the werewolves quietly approached Jacob. It was a werewolf with an eyepatch on one eye.
The tip of Jacob’s nose wrinkled because of the distinctive smell of werewolves, but he managed not to show it.
“…I’m not that friendly. Why?”
“Really…? Well, it’s nothing I just wanted to tell you to be careful.”
Jacob’s expression hardened at the wolf’s words.
When asked what he meant by that, the werewolf brushed his beard before replying.
“That bastard, he changes women every day. We’ve been staying at the same inn as him for a few days. I mean, I hear a woman moaning every day from the side ice. I looked at him to see what kind of guy he was, and he came out.”
“Aren’t you looking at the wrong face? Could it be someone else?”
The werewolf pouted at Jacob’s question.
“Are you sure. I remember him because he was handsome. Tell me that guy He especially liked married women. Women with husbands openly come and go to the room where he stays. Laundry workers, maids, prostitutes… There was also an employee working at the Mage Tower window. Oh, and there are also women in the artifact sales department. Hehe-, and I just heard that he’s talking about your wife… She doesn’t know if he’s in and out of his bedroom, too.”
“That, what is that…!”
As Jacob raised his voice- Old Man Peebble, who was cleaning up the monster beast by-products, asked what he was talking about. Jacob quickly shut his mouth.
The wolf tapped Jacob on the shoulder.
“Well, maybe I was wrong. Feel free to think I just told you because I felt I had to tell you. But you…”
The werewolf’s eyes glanced down. She noticed Jacob’s erect groin.
“Hmm···. Was it like that? Uhhhhh…”
The werewolf giggled and laughed for a long time before leaving the mage tower with his kin.
After a while, Old Man Peeble came up and asked.
“What’s wrong with that kitten? Jacob! Did he say something strange?”
“Oh, no…”
“I don’t think it is… Are you okay?”
Jacob, his face white, rubbed his face and stumbled onto the table.
“Whoa- wait, I’m going to go upstairs.”
“···Okay.”
Jacob asked the concerned Old Man Peebble to dispose of the by-products-, and headed for the elevator.
He had to go to the 12th floor.
The staggering steps became more and more urgent.
