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[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 311

The area around Wisdom Academy is still bustling with many fascinating shops.

You can see material shops trading monster by-products and magic tool stores as well.

“Butterfly!”

“Yeah, the butterfly we saw last time?”

“Yeah!”

Baekseol wags her front paws at the butterfly statue placed at the entrance.

Ding-dong!

“Welcome to Lamis Enchant.”

As we open the door and enter, a staff member greets us warmly.

“Hello, I’m here for an enchantment.”

“You’re the customer who came last time, right? Thank you for visiting us again.”

The staff member, who seems friendly, hands over a piece of paper with a smile, just like last time.

Various enchantment estimates are listed in a row.

[38. Weight Increase (1 session) – 15 million won]

“I’ll go with this. Last time, a female enchanter wearing glasses did it for me. Is she available now?”

“Of course, sir. Teacher Danbi is a skilled enchanter with 8 years of experience. Would you like to come this way?”

It seems the person who enchanted my weapon last time was named Danbi.

Following the staff, we enter a room on the second floor, where a woman with dark circles under her eyes and glasses greets us warmly.

As usual, mysterious items are scattered messily on the iron desk.

“Welcome. You’re the one who came last time, right?”

“Yes. I’d like to request your services again.”

The enchanter’s gaze shifts toward my hair.

It must be a noticeable color because she seems to remember immediately.

“Last time, you had a weight increase enchantment on a large axe, right?”

“That’s right. When I swung it at a monster, its head and body got separated.”

“The monster?”

“The weapon.”

“Ah….”

I stare at her in disbelief, and she awkwardly avoids my gaze.

“Ahem. Since only the axe head was made of Haronium, direct hits were inevitable. Plus, with six layers of enchantment, the weight distribution was off.”

“That’s why I got a new weapon. This one’s a bit tougher and heavier.”

“Can I see it?”

“It’s really heavy.”

Thud! Thud!

The enchanter taps the iron desk and smiles.

“It can handle most things, so it’s fine.”

“Okay.”

When I open the subspace, the enchanter’s eyes widen like last time.

“Spatial magic!”

Her eyes sparkle above the dark circles.

It’s extremely unsettling.

“Here it is.”

“It’s a steel rod.”

“Yes.”

Fortunately, she hasn’t forgotten her role as an enchanter, as her gaze shifts toward the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

“Please place it here. I’ll check the material first.”

Thud!

“Eek?!”

Before I even release my grip, a loud noise echoes.

The enchanter covers her ears with her hands.

Creak— Creak—

The more I loosen my grip, the more the iron desk screams in protest.

“Are you sure it can handle this?”

“Uh, no… How heavy is this thing?”

“A little over 8 tons.”

“E-eight tons? Please put it down gently. The iron desk is designed to distribute weight, so it should hold—”

It’s probably…

If only he hadn’t said that last part, he would’ve seemed more reliable. But the more I look at him, the more my trust in him drops.

*Creak—*

As the Enchanter suggested, I kept loosening my grip, and the desk slowly started to bend.

Still, since it’s solid iron, it’s holding up… barely.

“Wow, what kind of thing is this? Let me check it out first.”

“Sure.”

The Enchanter put on a magnifying glass like a loupe, pulled out a sharp tool, and started poking at the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

*Creak. Tink—!*

The moment he lightly scratched the staff, the tip of the tool shattered and flew off.

“Whoa. What the…?”

The Enchanter, looking stunned, picked up the broken tool tip from the ground and examined it closely.

“The Adamant got shaved off…?”

“Is it not working?”

“No, it’s just… this…”

He showed me the fragment of the tool he was holding.

“What’s this?”

“That thing stuck on the end is a metal called Adamant. But when I scratched this weapon, it got shaved off.”

“Is it like a diamond cutter or something?”

The Enchanter nodded.

It seems they use high-hardness materials for industrial purposes.

“Isn’t it just not hard enough?”

“Well, yes, but even this tiny bit of Adamant costs over a billion. It’s so hard to get that I had to participate in an auction to buy it.”

A speck of mineral was stuck to the tool’s tip.

It sparkled as if it were some kind of precious mineral.

“Isn’t there anything stronger?”

The Enchanter shook his head.

“What on earth is this weapon made of?”

“I’m not entirely sure either. So, does that mean you can’t enchant it?”

“Yes. Unfortunately, with the tools I have, engraving is impossible.”

“Can’t be helped then.”

I felt Baekseol sliding down from my head.

Seems like she got bored and fell asleep while we were talking.

“I’ll get going now. Thanks for your help.”

***

*Tap tap.*

The sound of footsteps echoed inside the cave.

As I walked further, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes grew stronger.

“Baekseol, we’re almost there.”

“Okay.”

“It’s Danpung’s first time here.”

“Piiit!”

For a moment, the world blurred and then brightened again.

At the same time, crisp, clean air brushed past my nose.

Coming from the damp cave, the freshness felt even more pronounced.

“The air’s really nice, huh?”

“Piiit!”

As we walked through the flower fields along the path, Danpung kept looking around.

Even the sleepy rabbit in my arms perked up its ears, sniffing the clean air and earthy scent.

“Makdungi!”

“Hello, uncles. Going to chop wood?”

“Yeah.”

“The village chief will be under the big tree in the center of the village.”

“Got it, I’ll go say hi.”

The woodcutter brothers waved as they passed by.

Leaving them behind, we continued along the path, and the smell of cigarettes grew stronger.

White smoke rising from the humble thatched-roof house’s kitchen.

The scent of alcohol wafting from the brewery.

Wildflowers…

The fragrant scent of flowers swaying in the wind.

A huge tree located right in the middle of the village, making you feel good just by being near it. Underneath it, a goblin leans against the tree, puffing on a pipe.

“Grandpa!”

“Has the youngest arrived?”

“Yep!”

As I approach, he reaches out and pats my head.

“Whoa…!”

“Hehe.”

“Oh, by the way, this is Danpung. We became friends.”

Danpung climbs up my arm and scurries onto my palm.

“Peet!”

“Well, aren’t you an interesting little one? Such a tiny body, yet so full of energy and wit.”

*Pong. Pong.*

Danpung’s tail brushes against me, giving off a soft, fluffy sensation.

“Grandpa, grandpa.”

“Grandpa’s not running away.”

Grandpa laughs, puffing smoke from his pipe.

“That weapon is about to fall apart.”

“Weapon? The hoes and sickles used in the village are made by Hyuncheol, so go see him. If he’s not busy, he’ll fix it for you.”

“Oh! Thank you.”

I bow my head in gratitude, and grandpa waves kindly.

“Danpung, should I show you around the village?”

“Peet!”

“That over there is the brewery, where they make alcohol.”

I point and explain, and Danpung looks over, wagging its tail.

“Peeet—Peet!”

“Danpung gets a stomachache if it drinks alcohol. Want some seeds instead?”

“Peet!”

As I introduce Danpung to various places in the village, I notice someone approaching.

“Hey.”

“It’s Nameless. What’s up?”

He’s the only goblin in the village around my age.

He looks like he’s got a bone to pick, his face all scrunched up.

“Why do you talk so casually to the Great Goblin Kings? Aren’t you scared?”

“Are you talking about the village chief?”

“Huh? You don’t even know that as a goblin?”

“Speak before I break your spine.”

“Y-you really are a goblin…”

Nameless Goblin flinches and takes a step back.

*Ahem.* The Great Goblin Kings are those who have completed their legacy.”

“What do you mean by completing their legacy?”

“It means they’ve fulfilled their role and received a name.”

I have no idea what he’s talking about.

Maybe it’s because there’s no one else my age here, but the way he talks is all twisted.

“Isn’t ‘Ssireum’ or ‘Sword’ a name?”

“What’s the village chief’s name?”

“It’s Grandpa Georam.”

“Right. That’s his name. What you mentioned are roles.”

As I walk and talk with Nameless, we soon find ourselves in front of the kitchen.

“Danpung, this is the kitchen. Where they make delicious food.”

“Peet!”

Someone inside must have sensed our presence and pokes their head out.

It’s the auntie who taught me how to cook when I first arrived.

“Well, look who it is. Our youngest.”

“Hello, Auntie Geuma.”

“Oh my, aren’t you adorable.”

“Hehe.”

She hasn’t changed a bit since last time.

“Greetings, Grand Master.”

“Nameless is here too.”

“Yes.”

“Want to take some potatoes and eat?”

“Thank you.”

The guy who was being all rude and tick-tocking suddenly switches to ultra-polite mode.

“Hey, youngest, can you take that real offering over there to the village chief?”

“Yep!”

“You…”

As Nameless Goblin tries to continue, someone suddenly bursts in.

“Makdung-ah!”

“Oh, Wrestling Uncle.”

“That sword goblin keeps building two barracks in the center, and I just can’t stop him.”

“You’re talking about the space war game, right?”

Wrestling Goblin Uncle nods his head vigorously.

“It’s easier to deal with than you think.”

While trying to explain the method, Wrestling Goblin Uncle’s gaze suddenly shifts to the side.

“Ma-Master…”

“You don’t seem to want to live long. Sticking your head into the kitchen without permission.”

“No, no, that’s not it… Ugh!”

In an instant, Wrestling Uncle’s collar is grabbed.

“No, no, Master. Wake up—!”

When Aunt Geuma throws the giant Wrestling Uncle, he disappears from sight in an instant.

“Gasp…”

Boom—!

How far did he fly? Only after a while does a heavy noise rise, and dust billows up from the distant ridge.

The scars on the arm peeking through the fluttering robe make it suddenly clear why Nameless Goblin acted the way he did.

“Makdung-ah, can you take the village chief’s offering?”

“……”

***

The First Wrestling Goblin

King Gaebyeok

[Geuma]

Hobby: Cooking

***

“Makdung-ah?”

“…Oh, yep! I’ll take it!”

[TS] Became a Peach Saint

[TS] Became a Peach Saint

[TS] 복숭아 성녀가 되었다
Score 6.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
One day, while I was living a meaningless life, the meaningless d*ck disappeared and a meaningful status window appeared.

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