The Returner Wants Complete Victory

20 – 020. Rick Brown

“How can I help someone who can’t even take care of himself?”

“it’s okay. “If you have to lend a hand, it’s already a lost battle.”

“Wearing it won’t help you, man. All right, leave Kirnyu tonight. Go to Estis and find the Icarus mercenaries. “These are guys who have been indebted to me in the past, but I told them in advance, so I won’t treat them harshly.”

“If I die and go to Earth… Damn it, I was generous. I’ll tell your sister how your brother is doing. On top of that, I also give him some pocket money. “Aren’t you going to pay it all back anyway?”

Rick smiled coolly as he said that.

The man who taught me to live selfishly, but who loved giving more than anyone else, left without even giving me a chance to repay the favor.

*

“Are you by any chance a guest? “I didn’t hear anything happened outside.”

From his strangely grumpy attitude that doesn’t match his low-pitched voice, to his beard that isn’t maintained properly and is so close that it stings when rubbed.

I felt like crying at the sight of him missing him, but isn’t it a bit strange to see a man crying when he sees another man?

I answered carefully so as not to make my voice tremble.

“yes. “Are you Mr. Brown?”

Rick Brown looked disgusted after hearing what I said.

“What are you doing Mr. Brown? “You can just call me Rick.”

─ What kind of teacher are you? You look strange. Just call me Rick.

under. It’s the same person.

When I saw Rick saying the same thing even though it was a different situation, I slowly calmed down.

“But, are you really here to stay? The face looks a little unfamiliar. “How long have you been in this neighborhood?”

Rick’s words cut me out of my thoughts.

Rick must have felt something strange, and was looking at me with eyes that seemed to be observing me.

I nodded and answered.

“I came today.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Rick noticed that something was strange about me, but it seemed like he had no intention of finding out and decided to treat me like a guest at the [Demilitarized Zone] inn.

He was still an unusually considerate man.

“customer. I really don’t know how to explain this. I don’t mean to offend, so please listen first and don’t misunderstand. “This is an inn, but it’s not just any inn.”

Rick woke up and cleared his throat a couple of times, probably because his throat was sore from talking too much, and then continued.

“I don’t know if you know, but this neighborhood is a bit scary. There are a lot of people who don’t mind the means and methods. If they think it won’t work during the day, there are people out there who will try to do something while they are sleeping at night. So, this is the place that people who think that if they lay their eyes on this anywhere, they will just disappear from the Earth, use it as a last resort. It’s not a typical inn. That’s why it’s called the Demilitarized Zone.”

After finishing speaking, Rick opened the drink next to him and took a gulp, as if his throat was burning.

I answered that with a grin.

“You’ve come to the right place. “We are in exactly that situation right now.”

Rick’s eyes widened when he heard my answer.

“What happens? “I heard you came today?”

“Have you heard the news that Raven appeared in Emur this time?”

“I heard. I heard you killed half of a chick in one shot? Does that make sense?”

“That’s me.”

Rick looked at me with a blank expression, as if he didn’t understand what I was saying for a moment.

“And, perhaps because of that, the Martial Artist League attacked me when I came here. So I killed one of their members. “If I sleep anywhere else than here, I’ll probably go back to Earth like Rick said.”

As I calmly smiled and told the bloody story, Rick burst into laughter as if he had finally realized why Eunha and Bokyung had come so armed with weapons.

“Huh, really. Well, there’s nothing we can do about it. But do you have any money? “I don’t know if you knew this, but the cost of lodging here is a bit expensive.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t eat you in droves. Also, I would like to use the underground training facility. Do I have to pay extra?”

“It’s included in the accommodation fee, so you can spend as much as you want.”

Rick, who answered like that, already looked tired, as if he sensed that something troublesome would happen.

*

The cost of lodging in the [Demilitarized Zone] is 2 gold coins per day.

In Korean currency, this is equivalent to approximately 200,000 won.

Perhaps that’s why, in addition to the merit of being safe, the facilities themselves are also very good.

First of all, it is acceptable to create an environment similar to Earth using various magic circles.

“You’ll be tired today, so let’s talk about the details tomorrow. Instructions on how to use the facility are written in the information booklet, so please refer to that. “If you call, they’ll bring you a meal, so eat whatever you want today and get some rest.”

After saying that, I gave Eunha and Bokyung a gold coin and opened the door to room 304.

From the conversation they had with the coachman today to the conversation they just had with the inn owner, Eunha and Bo-kyung seemed to have a lot of questions, but when they asked to talk tomorrow, they seemed to understand and went into the room without saying anything.

If I could talk right away, I would, but I actually needed some time to organize my thoughts.

I sat down at the table and took out paper and pen.

From my personal experience, there is no better way to organize your thoughts.

I immediately wrote down whatever came to mind.

– We have to save Rick.

– Rick dies about 8 months later.

– It is the Martial Artist League that kills Rick.

– The reason they killed him was because Rick declared war first.

– How to stop that?

We know what Rick was thinking when he declared war on the Martial Artists’ League.

Rick always suffered because he thought the crimes committed by the Martial Artist League were his own mistakes.

In fact, Rick was the one who created the martial artist league, so isn’t there some sense of guilt?

My head is already hurting.

I drew a line on the text written on the paper.

As expected, I can’t think through complicated things.

Let’s think simple.

According to the original plan, this problem can be solved by getting rid of all the Martial Artist League bastards before Rick dies.

Feeling hungry for a sip of alcohol for the first time in a while, I went down to the first floor lobby and encountered an unexpected sight.

*

As far as I know, the [Demilitarized Zone] has never been crowded.

It’s the same even when I look back on the first episode, when I was indebted to Rick and worked as an employee.

There was no way the inn, which only charges two gold coins per day for lodging, would be crowded in the first place.

But the first floor lobby was full of people.

After a moment of confusion, I was able to spot a few familiar faces among them.

Martial Artists League.

It was obvious why they came here.

“Do you think this place will be safe forever? Read the trends of the times, Rick Brown. It won’t be long before we take full control of Kirnyu. “If you go then, it will be late.”

Despite the other person’s blatant threats, Rick could only look on with indifferent eyes.

The other person, who was offended by those eyes, frowned and spoke as if chewing.

“Bring the kids staying at this inn.”

After the man finished speaking, Rick slowly opened his mouth.

“Park Jong-su. Are you still swinging around because you can’t even bear the weight of the sword?”

“Are you still trying to pretend to be a master? Stay on top of the topic, Rick.”

Jongsu Park, who heard Rick’s words, growled as if he would pull out his sword at any moment.

But Rick still remained calm. It’s as if someone like you is going to cut me with a sword if I pull it out.

“I’ve probably told you this a long time ago. “It’s okay to forget the favor, but don’t try to repay the favor.”

“I remember the favor you gave us. That’s why I’m still saying it like this.”

If things continued like this, it seemed like a fight would break out at any moment.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that the event that was originally scheduled to occur eight months later might be moved up.

Just as the tutorial ended early due to my regression.

First, we need to sort out the situation.

“Wow, you little bastards came all the way here so you could pick something up to eat.”

As I walked down the stairs and spoke, all eyes in the hall immediately focused on me.

And one of the martial artist league members closest to me drew his sword and flew at me.

chin.

Even faster than that, I was grabbed by the arm by Rick, who blocked my path.

“customer. If you do this, you will be in trouble. “Please calmly go up to the second floor.”

Rick, who was holding the man’s arm, turned his head slightly and glared at me.

Park Jong-su also looked at me intently and said.

“Are you the guy from Emur?”

I ignored Rick’s words and sarcastically put on my best face.

“It’s him. “What should I do?”

“Why did you come to Kirnyu? “Did you not hear our warning?”

“I heard. But aren’t warnings only effective if they come from the powerful? At this point, I am warning you. I’ll give you one month, so everyone get out of Kirnyu. “I understand that you are asking me to kill you if you still see me in a month.”

I could see strength going into the hands of the martial artist league members who heard my words.

“You are full of confidence. The Martial Artist League is already Kirnyu itself. “I heard that only three people came from Emur. Do you think the three of you can take on one city?”

Although he was feigning calm, Park Jong-su also had sparks flying out of his eyes.

Rick rolled his eyes up and down furiously, as if telling him not to provoke anymore and just go up.

I felt like I was going to burst out laughing when I saw that, but I tried to control the mood and said,

“I really don’t know what these cubs believe and are so proud of when one of their species falls like a dog on fire. What’s going on with you guys? As hundreds of people gather, does it give you courage that you never had before? The little guys who couldn’t even enter Emur and are now serving as neighborhood alley leaders… .”

The Martial Artist League is like a bunch of gangsters, with unnecessarily strong pride and obsession with illusory honor.

In particular, comparing them to Emur was no different from touching on their disgust.

The members of the Martial Artists’ League gave off a ferocious force as if they were going to attack them at any moment, and Park Jong-su also slowly stood up with a stern expression.

But unless your head is turned, you will never be able to run at it.

Right now, Rick can take care of that many people by himself.

And since the leaders of the Martial Artists’ League had learned weapon techniques from Rick in the past, they would have known this fact better than anyone else.