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Chapter 59 - The One Who Watches

At the frontmost car of the train—

A man sprawled lazily across a plush seat, feet kicked up, gulping down blood-red wine like it was cheap soju.

In front of him hovered a glowing hologram.

On the screen, a brutal battle raged — two figures locked in fierce hand-to-hand combat.

"That’s it! Good! Go! Go!"

The man’s voice grew louder and louder, matching the feverish escalation on the screen.

It was a desperate fight —

a woman wielding a dagger against a man armed with an axe.

No flashy skills, just raw, vicious strength clashing again and again.

To the man staring eagerly at the screen, it was a thrilling spectacle.

Just as the axe came crashing down toward the struggling woman—

Psshhk!

The door slid open.

A goblin trotted in, head bowed respectfully.

It had three horns sprouting from its forehead —

a Samgobi, a Three-Horned Goblin named Lykan.

Lykan bent one knee deeply in a formal bow.

"Report."

"Busy right now," the man said without even looking.

He was utterly focused on the hologram.

Annoyed at Lykan’s bulky frame blocking his view, he gave the goblin’s chest a few lazy kicks with the tip of his foot.

"Hey. Move. You’re blocking the show."

Silently, Lykan withdrew.

With the screen unobstructed again, the man grinned —

only for his smile to collapse a moment later.

On the screen, the woman slipped past the man’s guard and plunged her dagger into his throat.

The man convulsed violently, crumpling to the ground.

The woman yanked the blade free with a flourish — and the feed ended.

Silence fell over the train.

"Aw, come on. That’s it?"

The man hurled his wineglass in irritation.

It shattered against Lykan’s head, red wine splashing across the goblin’s body.

Snarling, the man snapped,

"You ruined it! How are you gonna fix this, huh?"

"..."

"You totally killed the mood!"

Lykan stood motionless, enduring the tirade.

After spewing curses until he ran out of steam, the man finally demanded,

"Report. Now."

"R-report... please confirm..." Lykan stammered.

The man’s eyes gleamed with malice.

He needed something — anything — to vent his foul mood.

"You slacking off again?

You’re supposed to report anything unusual immediately!

What the hell have you been doing all this time?"

He gave Lykan a few mocking slaps across the face.

For a split second, a murderous light flickered in the goblin’s eyes —

but it died almost instantly.

There was a reason why.

The man wore a special item on his head —

the Goblin’s Crown.

An artifact that could dominate all goblins, stripping them of any will to resist.

"As expected from a worthless goblin," the man sneered.

"Now. What’s the report?"

Finally, Lykan began to fumble with a bundle he had brought along.

"The Lutin has... been defeated."

"Lutin?"

Lykan trembled as he spoke.

"Zone F."

The man paused to think — and then snapped his fingers.

"Oh, right. That stationmaster?"

He remembered.

The goblin dispatched to F-Zone —

a reasonably capable one, if only because he worked fast.

The fact that its soul was originally human didn’t matter.

"And it died?"

A dangerous curve appeared between the man’s brows.

For a goblin to be assigned station-master duties, it would have to be at least as strong as an Ik-gobi — a top-tier goblin.

Could anyone in New Capital really have beaten such a monster?

As the man narrowed his eyes suspiciously, Lykan hastily confirmed:

"D-dead."

Seeing the certainty on Lykan’s face, the man smirked slightly.

There had to be something interesting going on.

Of course, he wasn’t expecting much from Lykan himself.

For all that this goblin was technically a "boss monster," his intelligence was barely above that of a child. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Useful only as a punching bag, really.

"Hmm...

Guess I’ll check it myself."

The man fiddled with the hologram controls.

Soon, the entire dungeon’s zones appeared on the screen like a massive surveillance network.

He zoomed in on F-Zone.

There, the footage showed the battle — the stationmaster locked in fierce combat.

"...It’s true."

The man frowned.

And then —

he spotted something that made his eyes widen in shock.

He zoomed in.

"...No way."

Standing right there —

clear as day on the screen — was someone he recognized.

"Millie?"

A twisted hunger flared inside him.

It clung to him like grime, impossible to scrub away.

Grinning brightly, the man said,

"The real Millie, huh?"

Before him, Lykan remained bowed low, trembling silently.

And the man, drooling with sickening excitement, leaned back and issued his next command:

[Capture the intruders.

The woman must be taken alive.

The rest — kill them.]

The command rippled through the entire dungeon.

All the goblins shuddered.

Clang!

Meanwhile, Jhin crouched at a vantage point, looking down at the connecting bridge leading straight into Zone D-5 —

the supposed black market of the dungeon.

It truly felt like he had reached here in no time, just as promised by the "shortcut."

If they had been better equipped to avoid the Specters altogether, they might’ve gotten here even faster.

Still, he had no regrets.

Hunting those monsters wasn’t a bad experience —

especially since they hadn’t wasted too much time.

’Good thing we didn’t go all the way down there.’

Before descending fully, Jhin surveyed the hidden areas atop Zone D.

Even here, the hidden zone above the train was thrumming with an overwhelming magical force.

’A monster.’

Even without seeing it, he could tell just from the aura vibrating through the train’s roof.

And by extension — he could estimate the dungeon’s true boss monster, too.

’Disgustingly strong.’

Jhin shook his head to clear his thoughts.

There was no point worrying about the final boss now.

One thing at a time.

First — preparations.

«Starting from the next car, we’ll have to wear masks,» he said.

«Just like Pete said.

We’ll be walking into enemy territory — we need to blend in.»

Fortunately, the goblin bundle they had looted contained three masks.

Luke tilted his head, puzzled.

«But... we’re five people.»

Three masks.

Five people.

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