Welcome to Dungeon Hotel Chapter 145

141. The Cold Revolutionary

 

That’s how we arrived at the Windsor Castle Hunting Competition. As I heard from the priest in advance, the hunting competition was close to a feast for nobles.

 

The extravagant dresses worn by the women were beyond description, and even the attire of the men, disguised as hunting costumes, seemed more focused on socializing with awkward button embellishments rather than being suitable for hunting.

 

Even though we wore face-changing necklaces, we walked around right next to Smith, worried that anyone would recognize us.

 

Even though we roamed around, we couldn’t participate in the hunting competition. Therefore, we settled in the drawing room, patiently awaiting the general that Smith promised to introduce.

 

– Are you nervous?

 

Smith asked with a smile as I kept tapping my knee.

 

– Yes? Ah… well…

 

Soon an Indian servant came to us with black tea.

 

I couldn’t take my eyes off the servant.

 

By any chance… is this someone who knows my Dad?

 

I wanted to ask him something, but I held back.

 

Because all the nobles gathered at the hunting competition outside were monsters.

 

A ‘Corrupted Lord (A)’ has appeared in front of you.

 

A ‘Corrupt Factory Manager (B)’ has appeared in front of you.

 

…It continues like this.

 

The hunting competition can be said to be a dangerous time when monsters gather in the Windsor Castle area.

 

It was then.

 

– Mr. Smith. You brought the gun? 

 

A man dressed in fine hunting clothes spoke to Smith as soon as he entered. In that arrogant manner with a mustache and not even greeting us properly, I realized that he was a general.

 

– Yes, this is it.

 

The general quickly took out a gun from inside the box and walked out to the terrace of the reception room, firing at the tall wooden post outside without hesitation. 

 

—Bang!

 

The gun boasted tremendous power and blew a hole in the trunk.

 

William smiled with satisfaction when he saw that. Then he glanced at the four of us and asked.

 

– Which one is the engineer?

 

Aunt raised her hand, sitting on the sofa in an arrogant manner.

 

– …It’s me?

 

– Your name?

 

William seemed like a pragmatic person since he didn’t feel offended even after this.

 

‘There’s no sign of a monster.’

 

– Alan Turing.

 

– Mr. Allen, I’d like to try hunting with this. Do you have any other guns?

 

Aunt and Lim Sehwan took out another gun.

 

William asked the two to go hunting together and explain its function.

 

Then the general saw me, but I refused.

 

– I don’t like the sun.

 

I held Han Woohyun’s hand and smiled as weakly as possible. Then, without any hesitation, William went hunting with just Aunt and Lim Sehwan.

 

As soon as the three people disappeared, I lifted the hem of my dress and took out the gun I had tied to my garter belt.

 

Han Woohyun’s eyes shook when he saw it. I took out my gun and said.

 

“It’s perfect to put it in.”

 

“….”

 

Han Woohyun didn’t answer.

 

Instead, we left the drawing room and started walking down the hallway as planned.

 

At the end of the hallway, there were two ‘Corrupted Guards (C)’ standing.

 

It was clear that the King’s servants would be spread out here and there to entertain the guests during today’s hunting competition. 

 

The two people who went out would check the garden, so all we had to do was check the reception room, dining room, and refreshment room.

 

It was when we passed a few empty drawing rooms.

 

I could hear the aristocrats laughing over there.

 

A ‘Corrupted Nobleman (A)’ has appeared in front of you.

 

Han Woohyun held my hand and hid in one of the empty drawing rooms. I followed him, leaned against the drawing room wall, and listened to their voices.

 

– My throat hurts because I had so much fun talking about it. Servant! Bring me a glass of soda water here.

 

– Yes. I understand. 

 

The moment I heard the voice, I hardened.

 

Why was it that, in that situation where I should have immediately run out and checked who that opponent was?

 

I’m sure it was a voice I knew.

 

I was standing there stiffened, as it is.

 

I was in the arms of Han Woohyun, who was almost hugging me from behind.

 

But then, a hand suddenly entered the drawing room.

 

The hand pulled me by the wrist

 

The next moment, a cold gun was pointed at my head.

 

The servant, with a dignified expression, smiled coolly at me.

 

– Would you like some sugar in your tea, ma’am?

 

The dark, deep eyes smiled at me kindly.

 

I had dreamed about this face so many times that I wondered if I was just dreaming.

 

My opponent, who aimed the gun at me, spoke in a low voice in my ear.

 

– I could make a hole in Madam’s head, but seeing your face, I’ll let you live today. Shhh…the gun is over here…. 

 

That was the moment when his hand wrapped around the gun I was holding.

 

I couldn’t believe that this face was the one I knew, so I held his hand and looked through the guest list. 

 

View the guest list of ‘Lee Semyung (potential guest)’.

 

Lee Semyung (potential customer) (Awakening grade: S)

 

Title: Returner from another world, cold revolutionary (NEW!)

 

Skills: Memory of Life (EX), Meteor of Destiny (S), Final Strike (S)

 

Stats: Stamina 99(+) Strength 99(+) Agility 99(+) Intelligence 99(+) Luck 54

 

! Abnormal status! Over the course of several lifetimes, the mental world becomes distorted and the dark title ‘Ideal Revolutionary’ is activated. ‘Cold Revolutionaries’ do not react to anything else until they have achieved a specific goal.

 

It’s Dad.

 

Clearly… It’s Dad.

 

But something is strange.

 

My dad’s guest list is all… so strange.

 

The title, the condition, and the whole thing are weird.

 

From behind, Han Woohyun pointed a gun at his forehead.

 

Gulp.

 

As soon as he reloaded, Han Woohyun saw him.

 

Han Woohyun’s embarrassed breath came to my ears.

 

But then, the guard could be heard approaching from that side.

 

Dad took my gun, then, taking advantage of the moment when Han Woohyun’s gun barrel loosened, he also took it away and hid it in his arms, looking at us menacingly.

 

– You idiots. Do you think two rifles like these will change the world? If you want to change the world, wait for the right time.

 

Dad’s black eyes stared at me.

 

I thought Dad would recognize me and hug me for a moment, but the words that flowed through Dad’s lips were cold.

 

– If I scream here, your life will be over.

 

As I watched Dad casually walk away, I urgently stopped Han Woohyun, who was trying to catch him.

 

I took him with me again, leaned against the wall in the empty drawing room, and searched for the signal in my arms.

 

After pressing it down, I told Han Woohyun.

 

“Let’s go out. The plan is ruined. Dad can’t come visit us like this.”

 

“….!”

 

***

 

Aunt and Lim Sehwan quickly gathered in front of the carriage.

 

We drove the carriage back to the factory, and as soon as we entered the factory, I went up to the office.

 

“What do you mean you’ve got a new plan?”

 

Han Woohyun asked anxiously. Aunt also had a similar face.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“We met Hunter Lee Semyung.”

 

The moment Aunt’s eyes widened at Han Woohyun’s explanation, I took out the night school book I had kept in my office drawer. And then I tore the book cover.

 

There was a note in it.

 

“….?”

 

Instead of explaining something to the three people, I went to the warehouse. 

 

As it was getting close to evening, the priest was there preparing for class. 

 

– Did you enjoy the hunting competition? It’s earlier than expected…

 

I threw the night school book I stole last time and the note from the cover in front of the priest and said,

 

– Please let us join you in a conspiracy with Mr. Smith. 

 

The date was clearly written on the note. That was the date Smith had given us as the due date for delivery of the firearms. The priest looked at the note and played with his glasses.

 

– You seem very angry. We just wanted to let you know that you don’t have to take any small risks.

 

I knew it would be like this.

 

The information came from here.

 

Dad obviously knew we had a gun and approached us.

 

In other words, Dad and the priest are part of the same team. 

 

– And you’re saying you know what we’re trying to do and are willing to join us? 

 

The priest quickly looked around with her eyes, finding the exit, and said. 

 

It’s us.

 

I laughed out loud as I heard the priest’s voice suddenly become cold. I thought something was strange. The strangest thing was the flow of history.

 

As people here remember, it was 30 years ago that Britain abolished slavery. 

 

Historically, slavery was abolished in the early to mid 19th century.

 

So, it is now the mid to late 19th century.

 

However, it was 20 years ago in Earth time that Aunt met Queen Victoria. 

 

In terms of time in this world, more than 7,000 years have passed.

 

Doesn’t something seem strange here?

 

Queen Victoria set her own world to ‘run by time’.

 

But why is it still the late 19th century?

 

Why is Britain’s level of development only at this level, and why is there still a time in people’s memories when slavery was not abolished?

 

The answer to that question came to mind the moment I looked at Dad’s status window today. 

 

The title ‘Returner of Another World’ and the skill ‘Memory of Life’.

 

Aunt Heeyoung said that Dad was like a man whom she knew at the moment of her awakening and that she had found herself returning from this world. 

 

As if he already knew about the Mara Cult, she said he sent her to the United States. 

 

If the reason is because Dad really ‘knew in advance’. 

 

So, what if Dad had already experienced all of this, and when he died, he acquired a skill called ‘Memories of Life’ for some reason, allowing him to reincarnate and live the next life? 

 

Then, it is understandable that Dad rejected the help of his colleagues and entered the EX-class dungeon alone.

 

Since the dungeon Dad experienced in his previous life was a hopeless place, he probably thought it would be better to die alone and plan for the future. 

 

Or maybe he came in knowing that the dungeon itself would be connected to another world. 

 

Anyway, I don’t know exactly when my dad, who was sucked into the dimensional rift through the dungeon, got caught by Queen Victoria, but it was clear that the world of Queen Victoria, who had been captured in that way, was also going through a series of regressions.

 

‘Time here is not flowing but repeating itself.’

 

As my thoughts reached that point, there was a vague sense of resolution that seemed to settle all the sensations I had felt.

 

I wondered why this world was so strangely different from reality—

 

She repeated her reign over and over again, changing the details of this world little by little.

 

He eliminated the slave system, at times abolishing and reviving it, and played with welfare laws, rolling them back and bringing them back again.

 

And above all, Britain, where Queen Victoria has become corrupted, is being corrupted in the most terrible way.

 

‘For some reason, they don’t even ask the question of salvation or sacrifice.’

 

The reason is most likely because the Queen has a strong sense of self. 

 

If I think about it, it was the same for goblins. 

 

Rather than focusing on the question of salvation or sacrifice, he demonstrated a greater concentration on the game. 

 

‘Isn’t this a kind of hint?’

 

The monsters corrupted by the Demon King gradually gain stronger self-awareness. 

 

There may be clues there that can prevent the misdeeds of the Demon King and Mara Cult. 

 

Anyway, 

 

It seems that everyone except the Queen has their memories erased when the world repeats, but Dad’s memories are different.

 

Since Dad has an EX-Class skill, he must have fully retained the memories of his past life when he regressed. 

 

And here, Dad, repeating life with the memories of his past, repeatedly experiencing and failing to escape this world, probably established a new goal—

 

– That’s what you’re trying to do. Revolution.

 

…It’s a revolution.

 

Even if he fought the queen, he would still be captured or subdued.

 

Dad was stronger than Han Woohyun, but he wasn’t powerful enough to subdue even one EX-Class monster, let alone all S-Class monsters at once. 

 

So, it seems that Dad’s choice was to utilize the resources of the world created by the Queen, namely the ‘people.’

 

People who not only have a certain degree of self-consciousness, but also reject old-fashioned domination and dream of an equal society.

 

In an era where social status ruled, the people were gradually transitioning into an era where capital held sway, amidst a powerful and changing tide. 

 

On the day when Smith, who was undoubtedly allied with the priest, entered the palace with a firearm, that day was undoubtedly the D-day.

 

D-Day, the day that will bring about the people’s revolution. 

 

I said, glaring at the priest. 

 

– I want to get involved in that too.

 

From now on, what you guys do is something that matters to me.