Became the Weapon Monopolist of the Gods-Chapter 0: What happened when I opened a store after being exiled?

Prologue

After being expelled, I opened an artifact shop..?

On a certain autumn day, when the red maple leaves were gently fluttering in the wind,

“I’m sorry, but I need you to leave our guild.”

The woman spoke with a blank expression.

She was Baek Seo-rin, the guild master of Samdocheon, and South Korea’s only S-class witch, the infamous Black Witch.

“Choi Seo-jun, you no longer belong in Samdocheon.”

She notified me of my dismissal.

“Is there a reason?”

“You know it yourself. An E-class emotional ability is useless.”

Among emotional abilities, E-class is the lowest rank.

For an emotional appraiser at Samdocheon, the top guild in South Korea, this was a declaration of incompetence.

Of course, that wasn’t the only reason.

Even though I was E-class, being an emotional appraiser was an extremely rare profession, and I had diligently done my job.

The fact that I was no longer needed...

“Nice to meet you. I’m Kim Ki-tae, a C-class emotional appraiser.”

“You’re my replacement.”

Kim Ki-tae, a dark-skinned man, extended his hand with a confident expression.

He seemed to be full of excitement at the fact that he had become an emotional appraiser for Samdocheon.

The position of emotional appraiser for the top guild in Korea was not an easy one to get.

“It’s an honor to meet you, who served as an emotional appraiser for Samdocheon.”

Despite the words of honor, a mocking smile was clearly visible on Kim Ki-tae’s face.

He was sneering at the fact that someone like me, an E-class appraiser, had held the position.

However, as I faced him, I wasn’t bothered at all.

No, I was actually dazzled by the dark-skinned Kim Ki-tae.

It couldn’t be helped.

A savior had arrived to rescue me from this hellish emotional nightmare.

‘Finally...!’ fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

My bluebird had come!

I grabbed Kim Ki-tae’s hand eagerly.

“Why are you suddenly—”

“Welcome.”

“...Huh?”

Kim Ki-tae, who had no idea what was going on, awkwardly accepted my congratulations with a dumbfounded expression.

I even liked that dazed response.

A novice, someone ripe for the picking.

Where did they find such a talented person?

As expected, the Black Witch.

I always admired Baek Seo-rin’s malice.

“Congratulations on your new job.”

I sincerely congratulated Kim Ki-tae on his job. My own new start as well.

On that autumn day, when the red maple leaves fluttered,

I was expelled from the guild I had been with for 10 years.

Artifacts from the past hold special powers.

Depending on which era or which great figure used them, the value of an artifact varies greatly.

For example, the Excalibur from the legend of King Arthur or the Gram sword from Sigurd are treated as national treasures.

The more famous the historical figure behind the artifact, the more powerful the artifact becomes.

The job of assessing the value and grading these artifacts was that of an emotional appraiser.

At first glance, it seemed like an important profession, but that was only true for those with high ranks.

Someone like me, an E-class emotional appraiser, had to grade artifacts that weren’t even worth the name.

Especially in a massive guild like Samdocheon, the workload was enormous.

Assessing, grading, assessing, grading, assessing, grading...

‘It was dreadful.’

Being an emotional appraiser was like putting barcode labels on products—just a routine job.

There was even a severe shortage of personnel, and if a replacement couldn’t be found, retirement became nearly impossible. It was modern-day slavery.

Why did I do such a job?

‘The falling honey has to taste sweet.’

A satisfied smile appeared on my lips as I looked at the shelf.

The Ring of Regeneration, Poison Resistance Necklace, Goggles of Vision...

On the shelf that reached the ceiling were many items loved by hunters.

These were the artifacts I had painstakingly collected over the last 10 years at Samdocheon.

Though the workload was brutal, the pay was solid, and that was Samdocheon’s secret to success.

If it weren’t for this, I would have been long gone.

Anyway.

“Is it done?”

I straightened up and looked around.

A cozy artifact shop with shelves full of relics.

This was the first shop I’d ever owned, after leaving Samdocheon.

I couldn’t help but smile with pride.

‘There’s no way this won’t sell.’

Since Incheon, with its gate heaven, was nearby, there were many hunters, and the goods were excellent.

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Now that the shop was open, all that was left was to milk the honey.

While I was sorting through the artifacts, my eyes suddenly landed on an object in my hand.

“Oh, this was here too.”

It was a small hand mirror.

A magical tool that reveals the abilities of an awakened person.

An artifact from an old era that was no longer used in modern times.

There was nothing special about looking into it, but out of curiosity, I infused some mana into the mirror.

“Well, that makes sense.”

The mirror turned a brown color, signifying ‘E-class’.

Since my own class as an emotional appraiser was E, it was expected.

But then...

“Hm?”

As I was about to put the mirror away, I blinked in surprise as it suddenly glowed with rainbow colors.

‘Rainbow?’

I had never heard of a rainbow-colored classification for awakened individuals.

But just as quickly as it appeared, the rainbow color disappeared, as if it was a mere illusion.

“Did I see that wrong?”

I stared at the mirror, still showing brown, and tilted my head as I withdrew my mana.

“I must be sleepy.”

It wasn’t until after I took a nap that I realized it wasn’t an illusion.

Knock knock knock!

The rhythmic sound of someone knocking on the door woke me from my light sleep.

‘I must have dozed off.’

Looking at the clock, it had been an hour since I fell asleep.

Knock knock knock!

“It’s open, so feel free to come in!”

“Excuse me.”

The door opened, and I looked up, surprised.

‘Is there some cosplay event going on?’

The person who appeared was a Western man dressed in a modern military uniform, as if he had stepped out of a history book.

“Sorry, but could I have something to drink? I’ll pay you back.”

“Water, of course, I’ll get it for you.”

The man looked extremely tired, so I poured him water from the dispenser.

“Thank you.”

The man drank the water and then looked around the shop with a curious expression.

“What is this place?”

“Oh, this is a general store—”

I was about to explain, but then suddenly—

─You have encountered a historical figure from a failed timeline.

◆The Connector of Transcendents (???) has been activated.

A new awakening message appeared in front of me.

“Connector?”

“What’s wrong?”

I looked at the man, confused, as he seemed puzzled.

The awakening message seemed to have appeared because of him.

But the contents were unusual.

A historical figure from a failed timeline?

‘This man?’

I looked at the exhausted man with fresh eyes.

His triangular hat on his head. The sword at his waist. The blue and white military uniform.

As I looked more closely at the man’s appearance, he seemed strangely familiar.

As if I had seen him somewhere before.

“Excuse me, but may I ask your name?”

“Napoleon de Bonaparte.”

“...!”

My first customer at the shop.

He was the hero who led the French Revolution to victory.

The great conqueror, ‘Napoleon’.