I Became a Genius Mage in the Cthulhu Game
Chapter 61: Honest Talk

Tudor was still smiling, but the emotion hidden behind that face was quite complicated. It seemed slightly tinged with anger, yet it was different. It was certainly the most serious expression Tudor had shown in recent times.

“What is it?”

“Ever since before the last request of Gamaksan, both your reputation and expectations have been on the rise. Yet, you still seem so indifferent, which makes it difficult for a broker like me.”

Then she waved her hands dismissively with an exaggerated gesture.

“Ah… it’s tough. It seems that even raising the financial stakes isn’t enough to entice you.”

“I’ve never complained about the compensation though.”

Tudor narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

“I like you. You’re reliable, and I expect that you can achieve even greater things than what you’ve shown so far.”

“But?”

“But it doesn’t seem like you’re very satisfied with the work. Even if you take the money reluctantly this time, if we can’t guarantee something better next time, it’ll just lead to mutual frustration.”

“Hmm…”

“What do you think? I’d prefer if you had a wish I could fulfill, or at the very least, a desire I could understand. But even if not, I think it’s time you showed a bit of what’s on your mind.”

“A wish…”

It reminds me of what the shadow created by the [King in Yellow] had said last time. Of course, that doesn’t mean Tudor is attempting that kind of temptation with me now.

It’s simply a suggestion to make the terms of our deal more concrete.

It was then I realized what this scene was about.

Though it was depicted differently in the game, it seems my relationship with Tudor has progressed to level 2.

After this event, the range of services available to me will expand.

“As I’ve said before, it’s always good to have more money.”

“And?”

Yes, that’s a valid point. Money is good. In the short term, what I desire is safety, a few conveniences, and the financial means to acquire a limited amount of resources.

However, having already secured the money necessary for immediate needs, what comes next? What lies beyond is something that money can’t solve.

But converting a dialogue that in the game progresses naturally with the click of a button into carefully chosen words is no easy task.

“I want something that’s harder to obtain with money than money itself.”

“Such as?”

After thinking for a moment, I decided to be direct. Going around in circles would only lead to the mutual frustration Tudor mentioned.

“Now that I have money, I’m interested in a grimoire of at least A-rank difficulty or even an artifact of S-rank or higher.”

I wasn’t sure if Tudor was surprised but her eyes widened.

“Do you need magical knowledge? But with your skills and talents, you could undergo formal training under a proper mage or attend a magical institution in another region… Why involve yourself in these messy affairs in Paju?”

“I’m not interested in modernized magic theories. I need something more primal.”

Tudor’s words began veering off in an unexpected direction, so I interrupted her.

“Something primal?”

“Abyssal beings, demons, great old beings, outer gods, or rulers from different worlds. I’m seeking information related to beings known by such names.”

“Ah, so you need something in the form of a grimoire or an artifact that’s associated with such beings? Yes, indeed, those aren’t things one can simply acquire with money alone.”

Ordinary grimoires containing conventional magical theories or artifacts of less than A-rank could be purchased with money.

However, what I needed went beyond that.

S-rank artifacts or grimoires containing information about abyssal beings couldn’t be obtained through ordinary means.

Without the right connections, power, and various other factors, acquiring them was impossible, and many of them could bring significant harm to their owners just by being in their possession.

In other words, if the client was just a nouveau riche with nothing but money to show, I wouldn’t want to fulfill this request even if I could.

“The grimoire I’m referring to is of that nature. Or, you could introduce me to someone who can take me to the black market or something deeper.”

When the conversation reached this point, Tudor’s smile brightened up. It was clear she wasn’t hiding her joy.

“Good, good. If you had mentioned this earlier, I could have been more proactive in helping you.”

“Well, there wasn’t a particularly notable situation to speak of.”

This development was likely an event that emerged due to an increase in Tudor’s trust and intimacy levels.

Although I couldn’t be certain, mentioning this earlier would probably have been in vain. That capricious witch might have intentionally arranged a request that had nothing to do with my wishes or completely forgotten about them.

However, at this moment she seemed happy, if nothing else. From the next task onward, I could anticipate rewards beyond mere financial gain.

“So, it seems there’s nothing immediate for you to introduce to me. Still, take this file with you.”

“I’ll give it a read.”

“Do that. And if anything catches your eye, let me know. Besides, you wouldn’t want to find yourself short on funds if you gained access to the market later, would you?”

“That’s also true.”

With that, my conversation with Tudor concluded.

When I was about to leave Vasilisa, Tudor followed me to the entrance, making small talk all the while.

It was rare for Tudor to personally see someone off, which seemed to stir a subtle sense of jealousy among the regulars lounging around the cafe.

“I’ll contact you as soon as I find something that fits the bill, so make sure to answer your phone this time. And don’t get distracted by other brokers in the meantime, alright?”

Tudor repeated her warning not to get sidetracked several times as if something was bothering her.

Was she worried because she could see the business cards of other brokers trickling in, or was it perhaps her witch’s intuition hinting at some impending crisis?

No, that’s just foolish speculation.

If there was truly something amiss, she would have mentioned it, given her straightforward nature.

“Well, I have no plans to deal with anyone else for the time being… so I’ll come right over when you call.”

When I completely left Vasilisa and looked around, the sun had completely set and it was dark.

The dilapidated and gloomy buildings around added a chilling atmosphere.

“Alright, it’s time to address the real purpose of my outing today.”

I slowly made my way toward the Geumchon Market. I trusted Tudor to find the request I wanted without needing further explanation. It might take some time, but it was a move I would have to make anyway. There was no harm in preparing in advance.

My destination for the moving preparations was Geumchon Market.

The sun had already set, and it was time for the streetlights to illuminate the surroundings.

The key places in Geumchon Market, like the street vendors and market alleys, had closed for the day and the proprietors had gone home. Even if I had arrived earlier, my visit to this neighborhood wasn’t for the shops that cater to Paju’s daytime needs.

I headed towards the Geumchon Pawnshop located on one side of Geumchon Market. Sᴇaʀch* Thᴇ ɴøvᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

As I climbed up the old and creaky stairs of Geumchon Pawnshop, a pawn shop filled with all sorts of items from various eras revealed itself.

And Jeong Ye-eun who was the pawnshop’s sole part-timer greeted me with a strange noise.

“Hic! How can I help you?”

She was still wearing her dark green school gym clothes with an apron from the “Geumchon Traditional Market Prosperity Association”.

I thought she might have been fired last time… But seeing her holding a duster, it seems she’s still managing to work here.

“Are you still working here?”

“Oh, yes. You’re still wearing a mask, I see. Oh! That’s the mask you bought from our shop last time, isn’t it?”

Jeong Ye-eun animatedly pointed at my mask as she spoke.

“Well, yes. How about the old man?”

“He’s inside. Grandpa!”

Jeong Eun-taek, an old man with a hunched posture, walked out from inside the pawn shop.

His face was lined with wrinkles, but there was a certain drive in his firm expression.

“What’s it? Ah… the masked one, you’re back again?”

“Yes. Like last time, I have some things I want to get rid of, and some things I need.”

I took out four magic stones from my bag and placed them on the counter.

Jeong Eun-taek’s eyes widened.

These were items extracted from the golden dancers guarding that strange historical site in Tanhyeon.

The purity was remarkable, with not a single impurity marring their clear luster and their size was considerable.

Magic stones of this level were difficult to come by even in Paju.

“What’s this…? Where did you pick up something of such high purity? Did you cross the Imjin River when I wasn’t looking?”

Jeong Eun-taek grumbled as he fumbled for his glasses.

It was the same peculiar pair I had seen before with several small lenses attached to them.

Taking one of the magic stones in hand, Jeong Eun-taek switched the lenses of his glasses to examine it closely.

“Oh sh*t… it’s genuine. Did you bring this here intending to take all the cash in the shop?”

“Grandpa, but why cross the Imjin River? Monsters appear in Paju too, don’t they? Haven’t you heard about the werewolf sighting in Gwangtan? It’s been only about two months!”

Jeong Ye-eun subtly joined the conversation.

If they were referring to the werewolf sighted in Gwangtan two months ago… could it possibly be about Lee Chang-hyuk? It seems like the details have been somewhat distorted.

“No, whether it’s a werewolf or whatever, there are no monsters in Paju that could produce magic stones of this caliber.”

“Ah…”

“It’s not like it’s a gold rush. Fixers and monster hunters have been invading and turning Paju upside down for over 20 years now. What do you think is left?”

It was a valid point. Based on the setting of [Cthulhu World], there was a tremendous event known as the [Great Collapse] that happened around 20 years ago, during which monsters from the Cthulhu mythos massively emerged in various parts of the world.

At that time, the place that ironically saw the most monstrous influx in Korea, specifically on the Korean Peninsula, was North Korean territory. Of course, other parts of Korea also witnessed the appearance of cultists following the abyssal entities, monsters, surreal beings, and aliens, but compared to North Korea, which had practically vanished, it was almost laughable.

The situation was so severe that Gangwon Province and the northern part of Gyeonggi were on the verge of devastation due to the monsters crossing the demilitarized zone and moving southward.

But that’s somewhat of an old story now. In the game timeline of [Cthulhu World], most issues have been resolved by now. Today’s Paju is suffering from too many treasure hunters, fixers, and criminal organizations relative to the reduced number of monsters.

Well, if we follow the game’s storyline, this is just a temporary lull before the main story leads to a second Great Collapse and the onset of doom.

And in none of the endings I experienced was there a route where this world was safely protected, and all the monsters were driven away.

In the meantime, Jeong Ye-eun briefly wore a thoughtful expression on her face before she suddenly exclaimed.

“Ah!”

It seemed she had arrived at the conclusion her grandfather was leading her towards.

“Ahjussi, does that mean you actually went to North Korea?”

“No.”

This time, Jeong Eun-taek who was nearby raised his voice with a disapproving expression on his face.

“What? So, are you saying there are this many monsters in Paju capable of producing something like this?”

Hmm… failing to answer this properly could lead to trouble.

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