Morning on the 99th floor of the Black Tower.
I’m a complete rich man now.
Opening his eyes, Sejun recalled the rewards he had received from Tier yesterday and grinned widely.
Just thinking about the upfront payment and success fee combined, 4 trillion Tower Coins, 40 liters of dragon blood, 20,000 scales, and 4 kilograms of claws, filled his heart with satisfaction.
“Alright! Time to get to work!”
Thanks to this, Sejun got up with more energy than usual.
“Meow?! Then what is it, meow?!”
Theo asked with a slightly disappointed look.
“I’m here because I’m concerned about you taking too much of the Red Tower’s money. If you keep taking so much, the Great Red Dragon might grow angry.”
Brings spoke as if he was genuinely worried about Theo. In truth, it simply irked him that Theo was sweeping away the Red Tower’s wealth.
However, there was something Brings hadn’t accounted for,
“Meow?! Would Ramter~nim get angry over this too? Ramter~nim, are you angry, meow?!”
“What? Who is Ramter~nim…?”
Theo was someone who could communicate directly with Ramter.
“Meow? If Vice Chairman Theo takes a lot of the Red Tower’s money, wouldn’t Ramter~nim be angry, meow?”
[The Administrator of the Red Tower tells you to ask for whatever you need.]
“Puhuhut. Ramter~nim, then I, Vice Chairman Theo, want to stamp the Legendary Merchant of the Red Tower, meow!”
Theo, being Sejun’s right-hand man, was someone who could even make demands of the mighty dragons without hesitation.
“Puhuhut. Brings, Ramter~nim has granted permission to stamp you, meow! Come here and receive the stamp, meow!”
What kind of ridiculous nonsense is this?!
As Theo suddenly threw out his statement, Brings was completely flustered.
It was the first time in his life that Brings had received a direct message from the Administrator of the Red Tower.
Normally, such a moment would be considered an honor for his family.
But today was not that day.
Brings resigned himself to his fate and quietly presented his backside. Living in the Red Tower, he could not go against the orders of the Great Red Dragon.
One more vote for system impeachment, meow!
With a bright smile, Theo stamped Brings’ backside.
As Sejun entered through the dimensional gate,
Fifteen drops of Destruction’s Tears, which had been still, transformed into Sejun’s appearance and
“Hey guys, how’s it going?”
Sejun greeted the fifteen Destruction Sejuns.
The Destruction Devourers, now ready to spit out seeds, released them into the hands of the Destruction Sejuns.
As if it were the most natural thing, the fifteen Destruction Sejuns accepted the seeds and began planting them into the ground.
“You gathered them here.”
Sejun collected the ten Tear of the Incomplete Creator God left behind by the ten previous Destruction Sejuns who had disappeared.
Sejun immediately sent the collected tears to Emila.
[As a reward for completing the quest, you have obtained 50 drops of the Great Growth Elixir.]
He received a glass bottle, half-filled with a liquid that emitted a soft red glow.
Two drops each for Theo, Cuengi, Paespaes, and the Blackie Family…
Hehehe. Since the first digit is the same.
“This is perfectly fair.”
Feeling a slight pang of guilt, Sejun muttered as if justifying himself,
And swallowed 20 drops of the Great Growth Elixir.
[You have gained 200 million experience points.]
[Your lowest stat, Agility, has increased by 2,000.]
[Your proficiency of Farmer’s Warm Touch Lv. 8 has increased.]
Although his skill proficiency increased 20 times, unfortunately, none of his skills leveled up.
“Alright, time to get to work.”
Sejun, alongside the Destruction Sejuns, planted more Destruction Devourer Seeds.
[Hehe. Guys, yesterday, your great boss Blackie ate something called green onions, and they were super spicy!]
Blackie gathered the Destruction Devourers to boast about his achievement of eating green onions.
[But the great boss Blackie ate five green onions in one go!]
Thinking that simply eating five separately might sound weak, he exaggerated, claiming he ate them all at once.
Western Herb Field on the 99th Floor of the Black Tower.
Pink-fur was tearing out rocks and tree roots that obstructed Cuengi’s herb field expansion and smashing them into dust with her front paws.
Cuengi’s and Pink-fur’s stomachs simultaneously sounded the lunch alarm.
[Mom, it’s time for lunch!]
Cuengi, who had been tending to the herb field, hurried over to Pink-fur and began unpacking the lunchbox that Sejun had prepared.
[Hehehe. Mom, eat well!]
Cuengi sat between Pink-fur’s legs and started eating, while Pink-fur used her body to shade Cuengi’s head from the sun as she enjoyed Sejun’s food.
Pink-fur’s eyes caught sight of a single black strand of fur on Cuengi’s head.
Upon seeing it, Pink-fur was overwhelmed with sadness.
Has the time finally come to let go?
Silently, she began preparing her heart.
[Hehehe. Dad’s cooking is the best!]
Completely oblivious to Pink-fur’s feelings, Cuengi happily devoured his lunch.
As Pink-fur watched Cuengi mention Sejun, a brief surge of jealousy arose within her.
But this isn’t Sejun~nim’s fault. Just like the flow of nature, it’s simply time to let Cuengi go.
She quietly calmed her emotions.
She thought that would make it easier.
-Kuhuhu. Time? Are you really going to just hand over your son, Cuengi, to that guy Sejun without a fight?
A sticky voice whispered to her, and her heart wavered violently, like a boat caught in a raging storm.
He’s not being taken away! Just like there’s a beginning, there’s an end, it’s just time to let Cuengi go.
Pink-fur forced herself to regain her composure.
But deep down, she knew those were just excuses, not her true feelings. And with every word, she wounded her own heart.
-You can really let Cuengi go that easily? Ah… I see. It’s because Cuengi isn’t really your son, isn’t it?
The voice sneered, digging deeper into her pain.
No! Not even once have I ever thought that Cuengi wasn’t my son!
Pink-fur desperately denied the voice’s words, but her pupils slowly began to take on a red hue.
-Kuhuhu. Is that really true? If you truly saw Cuengi as your child, then why are you so willing to give him up? In the end, you never truly,
Enraged by the voice’s provocation, Pink-fur let out a deafening roar. Her eyes had turned as red as blood.