[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 189

The Lycanthrope Wilderness is classified as a B-level danger zone, but in reality, it’s closer to an A-level high-risk dungeon.

[You have entered the Lycanthrope Wilderness]

Inside the gate, a vast wilderness stretches out before you.

Everything seems to be crafted from a faint orange hue, making it eerily desolate.

Rocks are scattered everywhere, making it feel like a harsh desert. As soon as intruders appear, beasts begin to peek out.

These are the Lycanthropes, creatures that strike fear into even the most seasoned hunters, known as masters of combat.

Bipedal wolves with terrifyingly thick claws raised high approach, letting out hungry howls.

At the same time, the Crimson Knight receives permission from his master to engage in battle.

Without needing words, connected to his master, he immediately draws a dark, menacing sword energy.

The Crimson Knight, with his massive frame, stomps the ground and transforms into a crimson flash, charging toward the Lycanthropes.

How such a large and heavy body can move so fast is beyond comprehension—it’s almost disorienting.

For the Lycanthropes, it’s nothing short of a catastrophe.

In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Knight closes the distance and swings his massive sword horizontally. Even with their sharp senses, the Lycanthropes don’t even realize what’s happening before their heads roll off.

*Thud!*

Blood spurts like a fountain from the headless bodies as they collapse to the ground.

In a single strike, dozens of Lycanthropes are wiped out without a single survivor.

Lycanthropes are far from being just dumb monsters with high physical abilities.

They surpass ordinary monsters in physical prowess and live in packs with human-like intelligence, earning them the title of “human hunters.”

The Crimson Knight, shaking off the bloodless sword, suddenly hears a loud alarm in his mind.

Quickly returning to his original position, his gaze falls upon his collapsing master.

“Ugh.”

The master vomits blood, their pink hair scattering as they fall to the ground.

The Crimson Knight catches them, anger boiling inside. His misplaced rage turns toward the Arc Rich and the Grim Reaper, who failed to protect his precious master.

Carefully laying his master down, the Crimson Knight draws his sword once more.

“St…op.”

A grating, metallic voice comes from the Arc Rich.

The Crimson Knight briefly ponders how to split the seemingly useless skulls of the Grim Reaper and the Arc Rich.

Meanwhile, a small white creature wriggles out from the master’s embrace.

After licking the master’s cheek for a while with no response, it begins to shed tears.

**«The Child of the Sun and Moon is sad»**

**«The Child of the Sun and Moon is sorrowful»**

**«The Child of the Sun and Moon is crying buckets of tears»**

**«The Child of the Sun and Moon…»**

*Rumble—!!*

The sky begins to go berserk.

**《The Majestic Sun is enraged》**

[The earth begins to boil]

[Time starts to melt away]

[The world is about to burn]

**《The Eternal Blue Moon strikes the Sun’s back》**

*Crack—!*

[The axis of time freezes]

The sky splits open, revealing a glimpse of another space before it disappears.

In that brief moment, a massive man is seen rolling on the ground.

**《The Unmajestic Sun is in pain because it can’t reach its own back》**

**《The Unmajestic Sun is suffering》**

《Being dragged away while being held》

《The not-so-majestic sun sits solemnly on the reflection chair》

《The majestic sun begins to reflect while facing the wall》

The sky, which had seemed to be having a seizure, quiets down as if nothing had happened.

“Ca…lm down. Our… master is… fine.”

Despite Arc Rich’s efforts, Crimson Knight continued to glare at them, gripping his sword.

“We… are beings connected… to the master.”

At Arc Rich’s repeated words, Crimson Knight sheathes his sword.

The three undead were beings who should have disappeared long ago if their master had truly perished. That’s why Crimson Knight could calm down a bit more.

To Arc Rich, the master’s mysterious energy felt unnaturally pure, but its total amount was far too insufficient.

Compared to Yu Bit-na, whom they had seen in the master’s shadow during the day, it was incomparably superior, but it was still woefully inadequate to handle Grim Reaper and Crimson Knight.

Moreover, the sword energy Crimson Knight used was ridiculously powerful, but the amount of energy consumed was absurdly excessive.

The master’s mysterious energy was undoubtedly a higher form of energy than mana. If magic were used with this energy, its destructive power would be amplified several times over.

Every time the master took a breath, the energy rapidly filled up. The problem was the total amount of energy.

As Arc Rich continued to ponder while looking at the master, over two hundred Lycanthropes began to approach, radiating killing intent from beyond the orange rocks.

This was precisely why operating at least three raid parties simultaneously in the Lycanthrope Wilderness was necessary.

The pack of Lycanthropes, smelling the blood of their kin, approached swiftly, proving to be both troublesome and extremely dangerous.

Seeing the Lycanthrope pack, Crimson Knight drew his sword again. Watching this, Arc Rich felt that Crimson Knight was more dangerous than the Lycanthropes.

The master’s current total energy couldn’t even withstand the weakest sword strike from Crimson Knight, who wasn’t even using a fraction of his power.

Perhaps the master had lived a life where he rarely used energy.

“Pu…t it away. I’ll… handle it.”

Thud.

Arc Rich lightly tapped the ground with the staff he was holding.

Before the vibrations from the staff could even fade, the ground shook violently.

“Insects… How dare they… approach the master.”

〔Ground of Death〕

Boom—!

A loud sound, as if something had been slammed into the ground, echoed, and the terrain shifted.

Crack, crack, crack!!!

At the same time, thousands of rock spikes erupted from the ground, turning the over two hundred Lycanthropes into bloody pulp.

It happened in the blink of an eye, leaving no one time to react.

Hot blood and mushy entrails of the Lycanthropes flowed down between the towering rock spikes.

Arc Rich then nodded at the two undead who were looking at him as if asking if everything was okay.

“I… used the mana… I had stored.”

The master’s body was healing at an incredible rate. It didn’t seem necessary to intervene.

Arc Rich extended his bony fingers and gently patted the white rabbit, which was crying profusely. Even amidst all this chaos, it was only focused on the master.

“It’s… fine.”

Arc Rich could feel his body collapsing.

In his excitement at seeing the beasts charging toward the master, he had used a spell far too intense for such creatures.

Arc Rich quickly waved his hand in the air.

***

Lick, lick.

“Ugh, Baekseol.”

As I came to my senses, Baekseol was vigorously pressing my cheeks.

I only remember Crimson Knight swinging his sword and then my brain short-circuiting. After that, nothing.

When I sat up, Baekseol clung to me.

“Aw, did our little Pposiraegi cry?”

“Yes!”

The fur under Baekseol’s eyes was damp.

Looks like the little one was really worried.

As I brushed the wet fur and touched her cheek, she finally relaxed her tense body.

“Thanks for protecting me.”

“Yes!”

“Sorry for suddenly collapsing.”

“Yes!”

Her cheeks are as soft as sticky rice cake.

As I kept petting Baekseol, she slowly closed her eyes.

Seems like she’s tired from crying so much.

After carefully putting the sleeping Baekseol in my pocket, I finally noticed my surroundings.

A massive dome-shaped energy was blocking the area around me.

—Click, click.

“Phew— a shield?”

Cigarette smoke tried to rise to the sky but was blocked by the dome, spreading sideways instead.

Upon closer inspection, something was floating inside the shield, forming letters.

“Master, are you mana-deficient?”

[Mana regeneration and total mana are top priority]

The floating letters left me speechless.

“What the hell.”

I’ve confirmed the lower part is deficient, but who judged my mana?

If I meet them, I’ll blow their head off.

***

Boom!

“Yu Bit-na!”

Yu Bit-na, who was sighing deeply with her head in her hands, greeted me warmly.

“Han Ga-eul… You threw a tantrum for a high-level dungeon with lots of monsters, why are you back already?”

“Someone turned a Lycanthrope into a pancake. I couldn’t bring the magic stones. It’s a gift, so go get them.”

Yu Bit-na covered her face with both hands. Seems like she’s reacting as if I caused trouble again.

“So, what’s the problem now?”

“Some guy said I’m severely lacking in mana.”

“Most hunters are. And the fastest way to fix that is with items.”

Yu Bit-na took off the teardrop-shaped necklace she was wearing, placed it on the table, and slid it towards me.

Ding!

───

[Fairy’s Tear]

Grade: Rare

Effects:

○ Increases mana by 5%

○ Increases mana regeneration by 10%

───

“Whoa, what’s this? Looks amazing.”

“Of course it’s amazing.”

Yu Bit-na, who had been sighing deeply, now smiled brightly.

Seems like she liked the compliment about her item.

As I put the necklace around my neck, I felt my energy rising quickly.

Though it says mana, it seems to apply to my unique energy too.

“Items focused on mana effects, like my necklace, are the best.”

“Where do you get something like this?”

“Something this rare is hard to find even at auctions. The fastest way is the Tower. By the way, this necklace and my skills were both obtained from the Tower.”

Earlier, I had run off to a dungeon, leaving Yu Bit-na behind as she tried to explain about the Tower.

“What’s the deal with this Tower?”

“The Tower is called the Land of Opportunity.”

“Oh.”

“It’s also known as the chessboard and playground of the gods.”

Yu Bit-na, who was smiling happily, suddenly frowned.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“In other words, it’s a place where hunters are treated as toys by the gods.”

“Toys?”

“Awkward? Don’t worry, causing chaos is my specialty.”

According to Yu Bit-na, the structure involves climbing an endlessly high tower to earn rewards.

“There are a bunch of beings called Shin Jwa there. They recruit hunters they like and play with them like toys.”

“What kind of land of opportunity is that?”

“A single playful gesture from the Shin Jwa can be a huge opportunity for hunters. The rewards for playing along with the Shin Jwa’s games are enormous.”

“Hmm. I should go and gather all the mana-related items.”

“Han Ga-eul, listen carefully. I’ll explain. First…”

***

The faces of the hunters gathered in a huddle are filled with tension.

“Whoa! Haha, surprised? I’m the angel in charge of the tower’s tutorial… Ugh!?”

Suddenly, a bug jumps out from behind, and the angel starts flailing.

“Ugh, damn it. The lower levels are infested with cockroaches, and now the tower has flying bugs? Are you kidding me?”

“Gah! Ugh!”

Ding!

[Achievement unlocked!]

[First human to grab an angel by the neck!]

[The Shin Jwa, who came to watch the tutorial, cover their mouths in shock.]

[A devil riding a bear is utterly stunned.]

[A macho man cleaning cow dung offers a contract.]

[The Clawed Devil gives a standing ovation.]

[The Absolute Evil, who devours emotions, smiles contentedly.]

[A chocolate monkey laughs hysterically.]

[The Devil of Three Tans slaps the six-pointed star on his forehead.]

“Shin Jwa are beings with divinity. Literally, they possess divine abilities.”

“Han Ga-eul, the most important thing to be careful about when climbing the tower is the Shin Jwa. If a Shin Jwa takes a liking to you, they’ll offer a contract. Most of the Shin Jwa who come to watch have disguised their divine names so you can’t recognize them.”

“And the Shin Jwa you meet early on are mostly minor ones.”

“Shin Jwa never hand out contracts lightly. From a human perspective, whether it’s a low or high Shin Jwa, just getting a contract is a big deal. That’s how hard it is to find a Shin Jwa willing to make a contract.”

“Why do I only attract weird things?”

The people around stare with their mouths wide open.

“What are you looking at, punks? Never seen a thug before?”

Crunch!

“Ugh! Ugh!”

The winged human I was holding by the neck frantically slaps my hand.

Even after hours of explanation from Yu Bit-na, the more I hear about these Shin Jwa bastards, the worse I feel.