Solo Farming In The Tower

Fzzt-fzzt.

“…No! Absolutely not, baa! I wasn’t angry at all, baa!”

Mimyr, caught by the scruff by Cuengi, released the lightning sparks and frantically shook its head in denial. The risk of death was 100%. Instinct warned it not to mess with that bear – it meant certain death.

However, Mimyr’s answer was not sufficient.

Krueng! Krueng!

[You did three things wrong!]

“Baaaa?! Three things, baa?!”

Mimyr was startled by Cuengi’s statement.

Krueng! Krueng!

[Yes! First, you got angry at Cuengi’s dad!]

Krueng! Krueng!

[Second, you disrespected big brother! Third, you just lied to Cuengi!]

Squeeze.

Cuengi informed Mimyr of its three mistakes and effortlessly pulled out his enhanced branch from his snack pouch with his right front paw. It was the enhanced branch dropped from a corrupted Ent.

“I did everything wrong, baa baa! Please spare me, baa…”

As Cuengi took out the branch, Mimyr started to cry. Although Mimyr felt wronged for everything but the first point, now was not the time to argue. Even a bare-handed slap meant certain death, let alone being hit with a branch…

Then,

“Cuengi, stop.”

Sejun called out to Cuengi. There was a misunderstanding, but it wasn’t something worth killing over.

But,

Krueng! Krueng!

[But this one threatened Dad! Cuengi will just spank him three times!]

Cuengi was apparently very angry with Mimyr for threatening Sejun. Cuengi, it might be just a light spanking for you, but to the recipient, it would be no joke.

“Hic-baa! Three… three times…”

Even one spank could be fatal, and Cuengi threatened to give three… as good as saying he would leave no corpse…

Thump.

Mimyr’s head drooped suddenly upon hearing Cuengi’s words. The fear caused it to faint.

“Cuengi, eat this for now.”

Nom.

Knowing exactly how to calm Cuengi, Sejun skillfully put a honey jelly into Cuengi’s mouth, still holding Mimyr by the scruff.

Kuehehehe.

The effect was immediate.

Slip.

Cuengi’s grip loosened, and the fainted Mimyr fell to the ground. Thankfully, its fluffy wool cushioned the fall.

Krueng!

[Dad Cuengi wants more honey jelly!]

Cuengi quickly forgot about being angry with Mimyr and clung to Sejun’s leg.

“Alright. Let’s go over there and eat more.”

Sejun took Cuengi away from Mimyr, tapping his leg to signal Theo. Take care of that one. The escort squad had already gone back into stealth, seeing Sejun was safe.

“Got it, meow!”

Theo jumped down from Sejun’s leg and approached Mimyr.

“Puhuhut. I like this, meow!”

Theo laughed as he looked at Mimyr.

“Servant of the Golden King, the Golden Sheep, meow!” (TL: Theo is referring himself as the Golden King)

Press.

Theo took a paw out from within Mimyr’s wool and stamped a contract with its paw print. The Legendary Merchant Mimyr, the golden sheep, had unwittingly become Theo’s subordinate while unconscious.

And then,

“First, I need to shear its wool and give it to Chairman Park, meow!”

Snap.

Theo drew his dragon claws, preparing to shear Mimyr’s wool. Mimyr’s golden sheep wool had excellent resistance to electricity.

Theo planned to make clothes for the delicate Sejun from Mimyr’s wool. Chairman Park is so pitiful without fur like ours, meow!

Snip. Snip.

Theo began to shear Mimyr’s wool.

Thus, the face of one of the three beauties of the Black Tower, Mimyr, was revealed. Somewhat vaguely… As Theo’s grooming skills were terrible.

***

Screech.

“The Dust of Destruction!”

“Defense squad, attack!”

Kuooooo!

Stella’s command, the dragons assigned to defense fired their breaths at the approaching red mist near the 10th

at the 10th Tower, it was almost entirely covered in the Dust of Destruction. They worked to clear the Dust and investigate the

annihilating the Dust of Destruction as it approached from time to

Clink.

“Collect.”

“Collect.”

Destruction as it vanished were quietly collected by the Black

the dragons continued to survey

But,

entrance

they discovered was that the 10th Tower had no entrance and was so sturdy that even their breath attacks couldn’t

short, there was nothing

the rest will return to report to our

species of dragons to

“You stay!”

Why should

“You stay.”

“But… I…”

various species argued and made

“I will stay!”

you’ve collected so many Tower

will stay as

representative, you

situation was the opposite for the Black and White Dragons.

returning should report to our

the investigation team, decided to stay at the 10th Tower and

45 dragons returned to their respective territories, and the remaining 45 dragons

Kuooooo!

Clink.

“Collect!”

“Collect!”

left behind at the 10th Tower

***

Krueng!

[Delicious!]

its fur in disarray due to Mimyr’s electric attack,

Cuengi’s fur is

Swoosh. Swoosh.

Cuengi’s fur while it

“Uhh-baa…”

been unconscious, woke

cautiously checked her surroundings to see if Cuengi

“Phew.”

Cuengi

am I still alive,

couldn’t tell if she was dead or alive since Cuengi wasn’t in

Grope. Grope.

indeed alive.

This is

at her subordinate Hapir, who had suddenly disappeared. Originally, there was no reason for Mimyr, a Legendary Merchant, to be

directly requested by the

come to ensure the coffee delivery went smoothly,

Then,

“Uhh-baa?!”

her face, which should have been

And then,

“Why am I cold?”

Mimyr felt chilly.

“This can’t be.”

getting attention for her beauty, had grown its fur to cover her face and body, which had recently kept her from

“No way?!”

something was wrong, Mimyr quickly got up and looked down

“Baa baang!!!”

that all her fur, except for

But,

“It’s too… too ugly…”

how hideously her

What happened,

who had been dozing

Did you do

scammer, meow! I am a loyal subordinate

cut my fur like this,

he tried to

meow! I cut the fur to give to Chairman Park, meow! I will make good use of a

Why am I your subordinate,

Look at this,

the contract he

baa? You stamped this while I

Mimyr is now a subordinate of Vice Chairman

closer to Mimyr for a better

Click.

Swoosh!

onto the contract, causing the text to disappear and the

What have you

to make me your subordinate! This is a

had used the potion to nullify

Let’s stamp it

get another paw print for the contract,

Whoosh.

meantime, Mimyr quickly escaped, not wanting to be

shame, meow… my subordinate ran

lost his ‘subordinate’, climbed back

“What about the sheep?”

“She went home, meow.”