Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 106

102. He Said I’m… Master Craftsman. 

 

This is how I’ve felt since the last mold problem, but it looks like the system is slowly beginning to put evil plans in place.

 

What used to be a tutorial quest is gradually increasing in difficulty to the point of inciting my sense of crisis.

 

Don’t tell me… Is it because they are afraid that I will grow the hotel properly and then quit because I am full?

 

I stared at the decreasing numbers in the quest window.

 

Time limit: 23:01:05

 

Of course, staring won’t change anything.

 

The failure penalty doesn’t change either.

 

‘…I think it would be best to bring in the goblin quickly.’

 

I will have to send a reservation ticket to Goblin and Oberon through the mailbox in the near future.

 

I was hesitating because of the creepy first meeting with the goblin, but this is not the time to do this.

 

According to Professor Jegal Sooyeon, the pattern that corrupted Oberon was the type that opened a dimensional door.

 

In that case, like Oberon, who spoke of ‘another world’, the goblin may also be a being from another dimension.

 

Then, the goblin may also have met the hotel owner named Merlin Gray in the ‘other world’.

 

‘I need more information about the hotel…’

 

While I was lost in thoughts, the healer from the Hanwoon Guild who came down from Room 201 spoke.

 

“It looks like he collapsed due to overwork. It’s not something to worry about.”

 

“That’s a relief.”

 

Even though it wouldn’t be a relief if our hotel’s business was suspended.

 

Two days of suspension!

 

There are a lot of guests with reservations.

 

“But you said he was a B-Class producer, right?”

 

Then the healer spoke carefully.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then, how many nights have he stayed up to the point a B-Class person, no matter how much you work in the production field, collapses?”

 

The healer looked suspiciously at me, wondering if I, the hotel owner, was using the pop-up store manager indiscriminately.

 

The manager, who seemed to have noticed this and was watching anxiously next to me, hurriedly spoke.

 

“Even though the boss urged him to rest, that person kept insisting that he wouldn’t rest. Thanks to that, I think he got enough sleep for about one out of three days.”

 

“One day out of three?”

 

The healer wrinkled his face.

 

“I can’t believe that a B-class hunter falls down like that… I don’t quite understand it. Is that how the producer is supposed to be?”

 

I can’t say it’s because of a ‘status abnormality’.

 

However, it is true that Lim Se-hwan himself is a hunter with low stamina, strength and agility even though his stamina, strength and agility went down due to a ‘status abnormality’.

 

I knew for sure after checking the guest book.

 

At that time, the door to Room 201 swung open and Lim Sehwan with a dark complexion appeared.

 

“What time is it now… How long have I slept?”

 

What do you mean by sleeping?

 

It’s only been an hour since he collapsed.

 

Lim Sehwan tried to crawl out like an undying zombie, but Geumdong used his strength to suppress him and throw him in.

 

Lim Sehwan fluttered like a sheet of paper and went back into the room.

 

“Please don’t do this, guest. Heuk… I don’t want to use force on you!”

 

“You’re using it well! You Are carrying me on your back every day and putting me in the room at dawn!”

 

“That’s…!”

 

Geumdong had a sad expression, but he succeeded in overpowering Lim Sehwan. The healer clicked his tongue as he looked at that.

 

“Oh my. For a B-Class’ stamina, strength, and agility, the symptoms of sleep deprivation are really serious. Even after taking a sleeping pill made by me, a healer, he moves like that. He moves not with his physical strength, but with his mental power.”

 

I suddenly thought of something from the healer’s words and asked.

 

“Is there a connection between low stamina, strength and agility, and lack of sleep?”

 

“It’s bound to be there. I’m a healer, but I was a medical student before awakening. It’s not wrong to say that ‘a healthy mind resides in a healthy body’ for both ordinary people and awakened people. In fact, awakened people can do more. If it’s a B-Class, it’s definitely a high grade. He probably has a crafting skill, but if he has low stamina, strength, agility, and is a producer and has neglected his body training, he will feel more sensitive and tired due to the feeling of mana depletion every time he uses a skill. You know the saying that your body is tired but you can’t sleep, right? That’s it. This is a typical insomnia symptom that occurs when people who lack physical strength do not exercise and instead work mentally.”

 

Lim Sehwan’s face, who looked more tired after working to make the item, came to mind.

 

His face, where he slept less and barely ate, sitting down and focusing only on making items.

 

Low stamina, strength, and agility is not a major limitation only for combat-type hunters.

 

It takes stamina to sit with your butt pressed for a long time.

 

It takes strength to lift and move huge materials,

 

It takes agility to shape items made using high heat.

 

‘The reason Lim Sehwan had no choice but to become a passionate man.’

 

Lim Sehwan must have heard that even though he is in the same B-Class, his hands are slow or his concentration is poor.

 

He knew his weaknesses well, so he would have paid for them all with hard work.

 

“…Is he all right?”

 

It was when I came down with that thought.

 

Han Woohyun, who seemed to have returned from taking a walk in Dungeon, met me in front of the elevator.

 

He seems like the kind of person who would like it the most if there was a gym in our hotel.

 

As I looked down at him, a good idea suddenly occurred to me.

 

“Can you do me a favor? I’m sorry for asking you all the time, but…”

 

I really want Han Woohyun to listen to it this time.

 

Because now, even if I say something to Lim Sehwan, there is no way he will listen.

 

“Will you listen?”

 

Han Woohyun got closer.

 

“You only ask me for a favor.”

 

Han Woohyun said hesitantly.

 

What’s the point of hesitating?

 

What you say is straight-forward.

 

Anyway,

 

“Thank you. Instead, I’ll give you a reservation ticket. I already owe you a lot, so I wanted to give you a reservation ticket.”

 

I told Han Woohyun about my plan.

 

****

 

Lim Sehwan had a nightmare.

 

The content of the nightmare is always the same.

 

It’s the face of people who are disappointed when they see the items he made.

 

“Even so, he’s a B-Class producer.”

 

“That’s ridiculous. This is the work of a B-Class producer?”

 

“You even said that he learned under Master Hwang Misoon.”

 

Glancing eyes, sneering lips, and flaring nostrils.

 

And among them, the face he wanted to see the most appears.

 

His proud teacher who welcomed him warmly.

 

Hwang Misoon.

 

“I trusted you… but I can’t do it anymore.”

 

Misoon’s face shows a look of disappointment.

 

It was his first time seeing that expression, his first time seeing her cold tone of voice.

 

No.

 

Don’t abandon me, teacher.

 

I will try harder.

 

Please… don’t abandon me!

 

Please give me one more chance.

 

I will try to sleep less and save time to eat! Please!

 

This was when he was clinging to Misoon’s feet and screaming desperately.

 

Hwang Misoon looked down pathetically at him and said.

 

“…Get up.”

 

“….?”

 

He opened his eyes wide.

 

Only then did he realize that what he was holding was not Hwang Misoon’s ankle, but a man’s thick wrist.

 

He was even Hanwoon’s S-Class Hunter Han Woohyun.

 

“….!”

 

He suddenly got up and straightened his hair.

 

Damn it! Why did I do this to Han Woohyun!

 

I really wanted to show my items to the S-Class hunter!

 

Han Woohyun, who occasionally stopped by the craftsman’s workshop, would sometimes glance at his items in front of the display case.

 

He didn’t know if it was because it wasn’t that good, but he still put in effort.

 

It would have been an honor for him to let Han Woohyun hold his items if he had a little more guts.

 

Just touch my item at least once.

 

He was thinking that way again today.

 

“H, how can you get here…!”

 

“I’m sorry for coming in so carelessly.”

 

But he doesn’t look sorry at all.

 

He was secretly glaring at me from the pop-up store earlier.

 

‘What did I do wrong?’

 

…Don’t tell me, because my item is so bad… that’s why….

 

It was a time when Lim Sehwan was on the verge of falling into a swamp of self-destructive fantasies at the moment.

 

“Master Craftsman Lim Sehwan?”

 

….?!

 

Han Woohyun looked down at him and said, “Master Craftsman.”

 

Lim Sehwan thought he had heard wrong and dug into his ears.

 

As expected, is it also an auditory hallucination?

 

“I would like to test Master Lim Sehwan’s items. Could you please go to the dungeon with me? I would like to check the performance while listening to the explanation in person.”

 

“….!”

 

It’s not a hallucination!

 

He clearly said…Master Craftsman. 

 

Lim Sehwan’s heart began to beat strongly.

 

Thump! Thump!

 

No.

 

It’s throbbing!

 

He clasped his heart unknowingly.

 

Han Woohyun looked down at the scene and picked up the tissue next to him with a puzzled expression.

 

“…Master, your nose is bleeding. If you are too tired, I can listen to the explanation later…”

 

“I can’t be tired! I’m not tired! Let’s go out together! Now!”

 

He jumped up and walked to the door.

 

And in a moment…

 

“Heuk… Heuk…. Haa…! Wait a minute! But why do I feel like I’m hunting? Why on earth…!”

 

“That can’t be right. This is a performance test. I’m trying to see how well the armor the craftsman made can withstand my speed.”

 

“But why am I running with you…?!”

 

The performance test was gradually degenerating into Han Woohyun taking Lim Sehwan for a walk.

 

Lim Sehwan was running after Han Woohyun in a dungeon not far from the hotel entrance.

 

Of course, all of this was Junghyo’s plan.

 

‘Let him focus his passion on something other than work.’

 

“Didn’t you say that you would like to personally explain the items you made, Master?”

 

“…M, Master!”

 

Even though he was panting, Lim Sehwan somehow caught up with Han Woohyun’s speed as long as Han Woohyun called him ‘master’.

 

Of course, Lim Sehwan’s panting speed was no more than a fast walking pace for Han Woohyun.

 

Lim Sehwan, who caught up with him, looked like he was just ‘tired’ and his face was completely devoid of any of the sensitivity he felt while standing at the pop-up store.

 

Junghyo was right when he said that Lim Sehwan seemed like the kind of person who had to move to stop his head.

 

‘If it’s like this, I’ll just stretch out.’

 

Han Woohyun didn’t slow down even though he thought so.

 

On the contrary, he even speeded up.

 

Absolutely… there was no other reason.