I dragged my tired body back home.
Kkiiik—thud!
As expected, being in this semi-basement studio apartment puts my mind at ease the most.
It might be because I’ve been living on my own here since before joining the military.
At that moment, a voice came straight from the kitchen.
[Master, have you returned? I happened to have prepared a meal just in time.]
The Death Knight walked out from the kitchen.
Instead of pitch-black armor, she wore an apron, and in place of seven swords, she held a kitchen knife.
[I have prepared a umai dinner. I hope it suits your taste.]
“Where did you learn to say things like that?”
[I learned from the computer and TV. Among them, something called dramas was very impressive. Every time, it leaves you in a exquisite situation without revealing the next part, so I couldn’t stop and ended up watching it all the way through…….]
Birth secrets, love triangles, the vicious cliffhanger technique that makes you curse but still forces you to watch the next episode unconditionally.
It seems this otherworld Death Knight has been captivated by K-dramas.
Alright…… It’s something that she doesn’t watch those Jammin-level channels on YouTube.
While Jeanne went on at length about how villainous the antagonist was in the drama she watched a while ago and how pitiful the female lead was,
I ate the meal set on the table.
Tuna and soy sauce egg rice, sausages sprinkled with ketchup, and kimchi.
A combination as stimulating as K-dramas.
It seems she looked up various things online using the internet usage I taught her last time and made this.
……She’s adapting much faster than I thought.
Her daily life skills aren’t bad either.
I notice the kimchi is piled up like a mountain compared to the other side dishes.
“By any chance, do you like kimchi?”
[At first, I thought I couldn’t eat it, but now it’s fine. If you’re Korean, you must be able to eat kimchi.]
“That’s fascinating. It’s my first time seeing a Death Knight who eats kimchi well. By chance, are your parents Korean?”
[No, Master. Both my parents were from the Ravianglily Kingdom.]
Jeanne bit her thumb and began writing a blood letter with the flowing blood.
[Parents…… asking if Korean…… no prejudice…… mind…… memo……]
“Anyway, are you planning to keep staying here?”
[Yes. Until I find a way back to the Lokpia Continent…… If Master permits it, I would like to do so.]
If she finds it, she’ll leave.
But if she doesn’t find it……? Then……?
As if reading my inner thoughts, Jeanne bowed her head and continued.
[If by any chance it becomes a nuisance to Master……. I will pack my things and leave even tonight.]
“Huh? No. There’s no need for that. I also prefer having you around.”
The corners of Jeanne’s mouth twitched slightly.
It seems she tried to hold back a smile but couldn’t quite manage it.
Of course, I had my own thoughts.
With her around, exploring the warehouse will be much easier.
Exploring the interior of Morgue’s Magical Warehouse is at a level where even several lives wouldn’t be enough.
If the things stacked at the entrance of the Safe Zone are already like that, what on earth is in the other zones?
Just imagining what I’ll face in the future makes me dizzy.
Well, anyway.
Right now, there was a problem to handle before warehouse exploration.
I looked at Jeanne and opened my mouth.
“If you’re going to live here, let’s first make an ID.”
[You mean an identification card?]
“Yeah. No matter what, getting an ID will make things much more convenient for whatever we do in the future.”
[The Republic of Korea nationality……. VTS, Son Heung-min, and the land of Kimchi Knights…….]
Jeanne’s eyes sparkled brightly.
While I was at university, she would stay home watching TV and doing cultural studies(?).
Before I knew it, she had subscribed to 9 OTT platforms…… Isn’t this crossing the line a bit?
Netflix, Watcha, Tving, Disney Plus, Apple, Amazon, Paramount, HMOMACS, Coupang Play, and so on.
It seems she developed an interest in the country called Korea after devouring various variety shows, dramas, and movies.
Soon after, Jeanne slowly placed her hand on her chest and continued.
[Master. As you instructed last time, I roughly studied the civilization of this world through TV dramas. So, let me say this: I want to try becoming a ‘hunter.’ To recover my body, to train, and to perform by subjugating other magical beasts.]
“Hunter?”
This was another unexpected word that popped out.
But I nodded and said.
“Well, that should be fine. I was thinking of becoming a hunter too.”
[Is that so? Indeed. If it’s with Master, it feels incredibly reassuring.]
Jeanne kept blinking her eyes while looking at me.
Is that an expression of joy?
It probably is?
It should be?
I thought to myself.
Yeah.
From the news last time, it seems Jeanne was already processed as having been dealt with by the Swordmaster and the Red Mage Tower Lord.
Recently, interference from the underworld has intensified, so hunter screenings have become much looser…….
Hunters are the ones who hunt magical beasts, yet a magical beast becomes a hunter.
It sounds strange, but…… surprisingly, it’s not bad.
There’s an old saying that it’s darkest under the lamp, right?
“Hmm, there might be an artifact in the warehouse that hides the aura of death or something. I’ll look for it later. Anyway, in the end, no matter what, getting nationality comes first…….”
To take the hunter exam, you need Korean nationality, and to obtain Korean nationality, you first need to acquire gate refugee status.
Gate refugee.
A concept newly created after the two worlds synchronized, referring to refugees caused by dungeon gate incidents and such.
“Let me see……. ‘To obtain refugee status, you must first apply for naturalization at the refugee support headquarters?’
Hmm, then shall we go to the refugee support headquarters first?”
[Yes, Master.]
There’s a saying that you should strike while the iron is hot, right?
***
—Kwaaang!
As soon as we got in the car and left the alley in front of the house, an accident happened.
To be precise, it wasn’t that we caused the accident, but that we were in one.
We were stopped at a red light when, out of nowhere, a compact car rammed us from behind.
Fortunately, I had my seatbelt properly fastened, so I wasn’t hurt at all.
Moreover, since it was an expensive sedan worth over 400 million won, it seemed to absorb the impact well.
Well, it was about time for it to blow up.
Curse.
Misfortune always follows those who use Rozchild’s treasures.
That’s why I deliberately bought the most expensive and safest Benz-Royce P-Class.
If I had skimped on money and bought a cheap sedan, I would have been seriously injured in that traffic accident just now.
Soon, I opened the memo app on my smartphone and started jotting down various information.
Disaster
“Let me see. Rozchild’s treasure…… regardless of the amount used…… a disaster of random scale…… always happens exactly once…… it could be small or a big dis aster could happen…… once the disaster happens as a form of bad luck atonement for a while…… it seems…… such things
don’t happen……. this”
It was a process of experimenting and verifying additional information about the artifact on my own.
Well, buying an expensive car was part of that too.
I’ll pay the car installment later with the money from selling mana stones.
And I’ll sell the car used again.
Hmm……. I’ll register as a hunter soon, so there should be first-year tax benefits, right?
When filing taxes next year, to avoid cash flow tracking, I need to prepare explanatory documents from now……. money
While I was deep in various thoughts and headache-inducing calculations.
[……Master.]
Jeanne’s voice came from right beside me, in the passenger seat.
“Huh?”
[Shall I kill that person?]
Buaaaaaaaaah—!
In my panic, I ended up flooring the accelerator in neutral gear.
Jeanne silently nodded and continued.
[To ambush Master’s carriage. The method is too base and petty. This unworthy disciple will immediately investigate the mastermind behind that assassin and return.]
“No no no. It’s fine, really. We’ll just let them go. Rather, we should be thankful. That person helped with the bad luck atonement.”
Among the many things I bought to test Rozchild’s treasure, this car was the last one.
Now that we’ve had this one instance of bad luck atonement, nothing else should happen again.
For reference, this was a very minor type of misfortune.
At least it wasn’t like last time, getting caught up in a dungeonization incident or anything.
Well, anyway.
Jeanne slowly nodded.
[I saw something called Antube on YouTube. In this world’s humans, a carriage breaking seems like a very big problem. Indeed, a magnanimity different from ordinary criminals. As expected of Master.]
I was wondering what she was watching all night on my laptop, and it was that.
Having neither the strength nor the will to clear up her misunderstanding, I quietly opened the car door and stepped out.
Then, the owner of the compact car that caused the accident ran over and bowed deeply.
Are you hurt anywhere?
Suddenly the brakes wouldn’t respond…….. Really, really, President, I’m sorry…….
I waved my hand and said.
“It’s fine. The bumper is a consumable anyway. Just go ahead.”
In the first place, it wasn’t that man’s fault.
It was all an ‘inevitable’ accident caused by Rozchild’s curse.
At that moment, the compact car owner took out a business card.
“Sir, thank you so much. Still, if any problem arises, please contact me.”
“There’s no need for that…….”
But since the compact car owner insistently pushed the business card, I had no choice but to accept it.
At that instant.
“!”
As soon as I checked the business card, I couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh.
……Man, if a novel was written like this, it’d get flamed.
It really is a jaw-dropping coincidence.
<Dungeon Break Refugee Support Headquarters – Naturalization Center Team Leader ‘Kim Taekyung’>
Just in time, the perfect person has appeared!
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