The Strange Booklet of Gildras
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Korea University’s Student Council was tied up with festival preparations.
Each department secured a venue, and minor help was given for preparations. The cultural festival and events for the local residents were being prepared at the same time. They even busied themselves with stage preparations, and organising singers for the events.
“But who should we cast to MC the event?”
“How about Yu Jae Dol?”[T/N: Spoof of Yoo Jae Suk]
The highly praised one, who was born for hosting, MC Yu Jae Dol. He doesn’t know when to stop when he starts chattering. He was praised as the national MC because of his kind and considerate nature.
“I tried contacting him, but they said his schedule doesn’t work out ‘cus of the We Must Challenge filming.”
“Then did you try contacting Kang Ho Eun? He hosted our school festival last year, too.”[T/N: Referring to Kang Ho Dong, an MC who was just as wildly popular as Yoo Jae Suk when this LN was published. Before his years as a comedian and host, he was a champion ssireum wrestler, the traditional Korean national sport, which is often compared to sumo.]
The former wrestling athlete Kang Ho Eun! Although he had a body as big as a house, he pulled programs along with his naivety at times, and his charisma at others. With ample strength and passion, he was an MC who was like a big brother.
“That person went on a 3 night 4 day vacation. He said he was really sorry he can’t attend this time.”
“Dang it… Then who should we cast?”
Plays, musicals, performances, and concerts would all progress together at the Korea University’s festival.
It was a given that it would let the students worn out from studying enjoy the energy and university culture, and since it was a party for the local residents, they couldn’t be negligent. In the end, they couldn’t find just the right person, and it was decided that they’d go back to the idol Park Min Su, the eternal number 2, as the host of the main show.
* * *
Jung Hyo Rin moved her fingers fluidly on the piano keyboard.
A pure, lyrical melody.
She was in the midst of personally writing a song to put in a new album.
“The song has a really good feeling… but how will you choose the lyrics? Do you want to try hiring a famous lyricist? Teacher Kim Tae Hwan who you worked with last time was saying he wanted to work together again.”
When the manager asked her in the practice room, Jung Hyo Rin shook her head.
“No. I want to write it myself.”
“Is that so? Since Hyo Rin-ssi has a talent for writing lyrics too… you’ll make an excellent song.”
Jung Hyo Rin was actually in a state where she couldn’t make up her mind on what kind of feeling to use for the lyrics.
‘I’m going to write the lyrics for the song I want to sing.’
It didn’t seem like it would be easy to make the song.
Since the release date of the new album and the song’s live debut was still a ways off, she tried to write the song so she wouldn’t have any regrets.
Jung Hyo Rin, who had been playing the piano, raised her head.
“Manager, could you freed up my schedule in 3 days, right?”
“I cleared it up as Hyo Rin-ssi asked, but is there something going on?”
“It’s a matter of personal privacy.”
The manager was relieved because Jung Hyo Rin had never stirred up problems in her private life. However, he couldn’t help but ask of her destination.
“Where are you going to go?”
“Korea University. A person I know is a student there. I’m going to go together with my friends.”
* * *
You have become the first discoverers of the Kramado Dungeon!
The first monster hunted will drop some its the best items it has.
“We’re really the first. Just look at the fame that went up.”
The party members who entered the dungeon shouted out cheers of joy.
“With this, we’ve accomplished this assignment as a success.”
“Yeah. We’re probably the only ones who found an undiscovered dungeon.”
Swordsman Bella spoke with confidence.
As they had come through relatively safe hunting grounds, an adventure like this was enjoyable.
Even the other groups would have difficulty discovering a new dungeon for their assignment.
“Nide, well done.”
“I’ll treat you if we get a good grade.”
Like an expression from real life, Nide blushed as if he were embarrassed to receive praise.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that somehow my luck was good.”
Hegel patted Nide’s shoulder as if in encouragement.
“It’s nothing, We all did it together.”
The discovery of a new dungeon was an impressive opportunity to gain experience and items.
Hegel drew his sword.
“Then everyone get ready to battle!”
Their opponents were monsters that looked like white lizards crawling around inside the dungeon.
“Shield Bash! I’ll push them away altogether!”
While Hegel was holding the Kudram’s Shield in his left hand, he charged/rushed toward the monsters.
The greatest strength of a swordsman is their damage.
Attack power was maximized with the Twin Sword Skill and Great Sword Skill, so they could deal more damage than any other similar combat Profession.
“Shake. Ignite. Crumble!”
“Strengthen metal, Blessing of Flame!”
Elemental Magician Selsia, Swordsman Bella, and Enchanter Rumi had their share in the battle as well.
Enchanters can permanently grant an item a unique strength. The effectiveness of fortification spells that were applied to people was less than that of a Priest or a Shaman, but they could temporarily pull out the strength of a weapon many times over.
The Kramanoims that were attacked by the Shield Charge were wounded, pushed here or there, or flipped over. In that situation, as they suffered attacks from the Elemental Magician or the Swordsman, they weakly turned into grey light.
The thief Nide approached the Karmanoim with his stealth skill activated.
It was a profession skill only available to thieves, scouts, assassins, and adventurers. It was a skill to enable you to see detailed information of your opponents.
The information thief Nide found on Kramanoim was shared with the party.
Monster Name: Young Kramanoim
A monster that dwells in old dungeons.
It has lived only inside a dungeon for a very long time.
Eyesight has degenerated to the point of being almost blind.
They detect enemies through sound or ground vibrations and they enjoy eating meat.
They can crawl very quickly through use of their 4 legs and from the mouth they can vomit out a weak paralysing venom.
Not only did it provide information on the Kramanoim, it highlighted its weak point, its neck emitted a bluish glow. The areas where you can get fatal strikes!
From Hegel’s fierce attack and Bella and Selsia’s united efforts, the Kramanoims lethargically changed to grey light.
In about 3 hours of fighting, they were able to clean out the monsters on the basement 1st floor.
Enchanter Rumi and Bella had their level increased by 1, and the dropped items were considerable as well. Thanks to the doubled experience, even Selsia looked pleased.
“It’s the best.”
“It’s a really good dungeon. For our assignment this time, an A will be no problem.”
* * *
By the time Weed arrived in Dale Kingdom, it had already gotten dark.
“The old tree….was it near here?”
He found a booklet in the place where there were traces of digged up brown soil on the ground.
Gildras’ Strange Story Booklet.
Weed read the book.
I, the cheerful wanderer Gildras, had a date with my new wife in the Dolne Village yesterday. The daughter of a farmer, she was overflowing with health… At night, the windmill was extremely cozy and the atmosphere was good.
The next day, I left Dolne Village and walked somewhere, but I wasn’t able to find the direction. For a traveler like me, who has wandered so much the soles of my shoes have worn off. to get lost, something impossible had happened.
Here, the trees were sucked dry of moisture, and when I look back on it, I think I also passed by red dirt.
What kind of scary event had happened here in the past?
However, these old trees didn’t seem harmful to humans. That’s because even a traveler like me was able to pass them safely. Ha. Ha. Ha.
While I was lost and struggling, I saw an entrance leading to somewhere. Although it seemed fairly well hidden between the trees, it couldn’t escape my sharp eyes.
Still, I didn’t try going inside. That was because I was searching for the village first.
Oh my God. Why in the world am I so good at finding dangerous places like these, when I can’t even find a village I’ve been to?
I want to find even a hunter’s lodging quickly. It would be nice if there was a lady overflowing with health in that place too…
It was the travel log of the traveler named Gildras, who wandered the Versailles Continent.
There were truly a lot of stories like these that bards would circulate around the Versailles Continent. In fact, even if you stayed in a tavern for just 1 hour, you could hear stories like these three or four times!
Nide had gathered information like that and had found the dungeon.
Gildras’ Strange Story Booklet was divided into 8 chapters.
Each chapter was named with titles that seemed like they were mostly profanity.
Moreover, there was something written clearly in red letters on the bottom of the cover.
Not suitable for minors!
* * *
Hegal and Nide took out and started eating the bread and fruit from their backpacks.
“It tastes really bad.”
“Even so, everyone eat up. It’s so you can keep up your stamina.”
“How far do you think this dungeon goes to?”
The party members turned their attention to Hegal and Nide, but they too just shook their heads.
“After entering a dungeon, no one can know if there’s something at the end of it.”
“Me too… as a Thief, though I’m on the side of having explored a lot of dungeons, predicting beforehand is impossible. Sorry.”
Rumi asked, “Then how many basement levels do dungeons usually have?”
“There’s no way to tell. Normally, there’s 2 or 3 basement floors. We can define it like this, but it’s not a certain thing. In severe cases, I’ve even seen dungeons with up to 12 basement floors.”
“There’s dungeons that deep?”
“Defining a floor in a basement dungeon is ambiguous. Though there’s times when you definitely go down a floor through stairs, in the case of dungeons that are gradually connected the basement, you’ve just gotta define a floor when the level of the monsters goes up or the atmosphere changes.”
“Then I guess you could even die when you’re exploring a dungeon?”
After listening to Rumi and Nide’s conversation, Hegel grinned toothily.
“However, if it’s monsters of this level, there’s prolly no reason for me to die.”
Hegel personally held great belief regarding the armor. With materials that couldn’t be made without superior Handicraft skills, it was armor that couldn’t even be imagined by Blacksmiths of low caliber.
A work of art that could supplement a swordsman’s slightly lacking defenses because of the focus on attack!
A properly made Bantis Armor Set was over 5 thousand gold for one set. Although it was heavy, it had more than 5 or 6 times the defense of normal armor. Meaning he wouldn’t die, even from considerable damage.
Armor at a level where tolerable arrows or swords would just bounce off!
What swordsmen could call their dream was full plate armor. The armor Hegel had equipped was an item of first class, that had even been rigged with magic resistance. The handicraft or ornaments, even the form could be called a work of art without shame– it was that beautiful.
The best product that neared perfection!
Not only did the durability barely drop, for swordsmen, there was no better item than this.
On the 2nd basement floor, adult Kramanoims appeared.
However, it was just that their bodies were a little bigger. Their actual attack power was similar. A monster that had no development despite growing up!
Except, the dose of poison the monsters spat out had built up by quite a lot; for a party that didn’t have a Priest, it couldn’t be anything but hard work.
Hegel was covered in revolting paralysis saliva. He couldn’t help but have a bad mood from fighting while getting hit by yellow spit.
Since Swordsman Bella was weak, if she got paralyzed by the adult Kramanoims, she could only die shortly.
Since his other party members didn’t consider themselves combat-related, there was no helping it — Hegel had to take on the role of the meat shield.
“Damn it. Why are these dirty monsters appearing.”
Hegel’s mail and shield were covered in saliva. Of course his equipment was getting dirty, but even a disgustin