The Foreigner on the Periphery

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“I see you’re here. Then, will guide you to the kitchen.” Gulesch, the servant who said he was cleaning the kitchen, was back in front of the door and was waiting for Minjun. 

“Hmm?” He looked at each of his guests in turn. Something else caught his eye more than the large one-handed frying pan. “Why did you bring that entire suitcase with you? It would be enough just to bring the ingredients for the porridge.” 

From there, he gave out preserved food that even humans could eat to the party, excluding the sick, because Solada instructed him to take care of it. And so, the kitchen would only have to prepare a small amount of food for the sick. Something like liquid porridge to pour into their mouth. However… 

“These are all ingredients.” 

“…Yes?” The bundle that Minjun was carrying looked like it could feed dozens of people. 

“Is that everything? How about your wife?” 

With that, Minjun answered firmly, “Yes. Everything.” 

“Are you losing your mind?” 

“If you pour such things into your mouth, you will be good at swallowing it. As you may have already noticed, she is not completely unconscious now. I just can’t control her body because of the curse. Did you hear me muttering something in the common language?” 

“Yes. He seemed like a very religious person. But, no matter how many things…” 

“You need to eat a lot to keep your energy up.” 

Among the pseudonyms that Minjun gave around her party, he remembered the woman’s. “Adkiel-nim must have been a great glutton even when he was healthy?” 

Minjun calmly responded. “It’s kind of like that for its size.” 

*** 

Solada went to the bedroom and finally tried to get some rest. He planned to take a break today and start hunting evil warlocks tomorrow. That was because you couldn’t have a seed that will be punished like that around the hideout.

He would definitely catch it and separate the upper and lower bodies. He once lived a life of alcohol and drugs, but that was in the past. As soon as he laid down to conceive the plan, he faced another obstacle. It wasn’t noise this time. It had permeated through the crack in the door and was attacking the sense of smell instead of the sense of hearing.

‘What else is this time?!’ It was a smell that made people go crazy. Although he had traveled all over the world, she is a Solar Dai, but this scent was the first time he had ever smelled it. 

His early hunger boiled in his bowels. He finally couldn’t stand it. From there he spurred his seat and got up. 

Thud! Thud! Heading to the first floor, the source of the smell, he frowned at the scene unfolding in front of the kitchen. ‘Huh, true.’ 

All five of the mansion’s employees were gathered there. Gulesch introduced each of them today by calling them by name, but Solada blew them all in one ear. He didn’t want to pay attention to them or remember their names. This was because they were all men anyway. 

However, the expressions were noticeable. It seemed that saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth. A deep longing that could not be hidden spread out. Did he know what kind of expression he was making? 

Their anxious eyes were directed into the kitchen. A cradle of sweet smells. “Hmm, hmm.” 

When he cleared his throat, the employees were startled and turned their dogs away. Everyone was in a hurry. “Ah, Lady Solada! Sorry.” 

“Why is everyone gathered here? No, it would be foolish to ask.” 

Schutan strode into the kitchen. There was a man making porridge for his sick wife. He stirred the contents inside the frying pan with an extremely serious face. “…” 

With his back to them, Minjun let out a mental wave. ‘Okay, the audience has gathered. No, is it an eater?’ 

From there, the frying pan replied as if to remind him. = Do you remember? I am not able to fully display my original ability right now. There are too many dragons already brainwashed. I’m almost at my limit. No matter how much you feed him, he won’t be able to act as a perfect puppet. = 

‘I don’t want that much. It’s enough that I don’t leak that I’m here and that I don’t deeply doubt what I’m doing. Like I kept forgetting your existence in the past. As if possessed, as if not. That’s enough.’

The Commission would have trouble finding his whereabouts. It was difficult to scour the many worlds that could be traversed in one leap from Earth. Then, in the end, they had no choice but to rely on local testimonies, but it would take a long time for these rural village affairs to reach their ears. 

Minjun wanted to extend that time even further. ‘I can’t leave the witnesses as they are.’ 

That was why he couldn’t kill every road, so instead, he was trying to hang a weak hint. Suggestive content was of the kind that could be long-lasting instead of light. = That much seems possible. If you’re a normal Schutan without this ability, even a small amount of it will give you an indication. Just like the last time, the members of the National Assembly were possessed at once on Earth. = 

‘Okay. Then, except for that weapon master named ‘Solada’, everything can be solved in one meal.’ 

The porridge was made with plenty of meat from wild animals hunted in the forest by Ha Eun-seong. Minjun held it up and turned around, ending up looking surprised. “Why are you all gathered here?” 

He could see the Stan men gathered in his eyes. “Ah, that’s…” 

Solada scratched the back of his head. It was embarrassing to say that it had come because the smell was so disgusting. Then, Minjun spoke in a tone mixed with sorry and regret. “No matter how much Adkiel is a glutton, it seems my greed is too much. Did you boil it too much or for a long time? The smell seems to have permeated the mansion. I’m sorry if you were offended.” 

“I can’t even apologize. But it smells really great. Are you a cook by profession?” 

“After exploring ruins, the thing I do best is cooking.”

After talking to Minjun there, he politely greeted them. Then he transferred the porridge into a container and disappeared with a determined step. Then the remaining Schutans just looked in that direction like dogs chasing chickens. Gulesch whispered. “Mr. Solada. Can that human woman really eat all of that? I don’t think she does. Even if all the other human companions rush at you.” 

There was also a personal hope mixed in the tone. Gulesch’s guess was soon confirmed to be true. “As expected, my greed was too much. Almost all left. Looking at her wife, she felt sorry for her, so I tried to feed her a little more…” Minjun, who brought a bucket with almost all the leftover food, said he was sorry for the inconvenience caused by the smell and headed for the sink. The eyes of the Schutans who saw this widened. 

“All, you! What are you trying to do?!” 

“Yes? The other party members said that they were full after eating the preserved food we shared earlier… and that they don’t eat porridge like this because they usually get tired of it because they eat too much.” Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse – “NovelMultiverse dot com”

“So?!” 

“I can’t help it. No one wants to eat it, so it’s best if I throw it away…” 

“·······?!” 

Then, the Schutans began to shout that they would be punished for wasting food, and Minjun pretended to be invincible and put the bowl on the table. ‘But this is a human-made, human-style dish…’ 

‘What does it matter whether the cook is a human or Stan?! As long as it tastes good!’ 

Now the servants looked at Solada with pitiful expressions, and he had no choice but to declare that he would share it rather than eat it alone. They were free servants, but there was nothing good about the owner giving a stingy impression from the start. 

From there, the Schutans hurriedly drank the porridge. “I don’t know if it will fit in your mouth.” 

“What are you talking about?! That’s amazing. It is the most delicious human food I have ever eaten!” 

Minjun, who was looking at the scene, quietly grabbed the handle of the frying pan. The moment the magic tool conveyed a certain content as a will…

“…!” Minjun’s eyes deepened. After a moment of silence, he spoke to Schutan. “Then I will withdraw. I will have to remain by her side.” 

He prepared to return to his room. The Schutans who ate the food like crabs closed their eyes, praised it, saying it was a great dish. Then they looked at Solada again with a pitiful expression, for words that a servant would not dare to say tickled their lips. Solada made their wishes come true instead. “You must be busy with nursing care, but if you have time during your stay, could you show off your skills? If you haven’t tried it, you might not know, but since you’ve seen it once, I think the taste will continue to linger on the tip of your tongue.” 

Minjun looked at him with a strange expression and replied. “Of course.” 

The servants were very happy, and Solada also looked satisfied.

 *** 

After the happening in the kitchen, Minjun never came out of the room until late at night. So did his companions. how much time had passed like that? 

Shut up! 

In the darkness, a figure that no one could see began to move. Of course it was Minjun. He looked all around in the shadows. ‘As expected, it’s a strange place.’ 

Ha Eun-seong, who spied on this place, said that he had checked the third basement floor. Minjun then advanced without hesitation or wandering, and soon reached the bottom floor. He relied on his senses to get somewhere. At first glance, it was an ordinary rock wall. However… 

Seruk! Kurrrrr! 

When magic was blown into a unique pattern, the stone wall moved and revealed the space. The noise of the process was eaten up by the magic that Minjun had spread. And Minjun, who saw what was revealed, became a little embarrassed. 

‘…I don’t remember making anything like this.’ 

Before being given the name Asif-666, Minjun had experience staying in this dimension. At the time, he was aware of the danger ahead. That was why he scattered things that might be useful in the future throughout the dimension, and this place was one of those places.

However, the problem was that most of the treasure warehouses here, which were perfectly camouflaged and even created, had then been dismantled and disappeared without a trace. This was the only small piece left of the dog. It seemed that this mansion was created by adding and remodeling the building several times on top of the facilities Minjun left a long time ago. And on top of the most important point in the interior, the core barrier, someone later made another barrier and covered it. So, who? 

‘No way… Is it the Committee?’ 

No. If it was them, they would have robbed everything here, and they wouldn’t have bothered to create a new barrier like this. 

Minjun was worried. It was not a barrier that could not be broken if one wanted to break it. However, the process would be very turbulent. It was then. 

“…!” One of the shadow fragments that had been scattered throughout the mansion in advance sensed something. Like a sensor that detected an abnormality, it sent a signal to him. He immediately withdrew from the cellar. 

He had something to do before he could finish his business here. Minjun quickly returned to the first floor and hid in the corner of the wide hall. As he stood he saw the second floor railing. ‘It’s starting to move.’ 

The figure hiding in the darkness was definitely Schutan. As if this was enough time for the travelers to fall asleep, Minjun and his party were quietly approaching the room where they are staying. 

‘No, no. You can’t go there.’ Minjun solved the concealment he had kept perfectly. At that moment, In-young, who was approaching the room, stopped her steps. Minjun only unlocked the cover, but he didn’t make much noise. 

Nevertheless, the weapon master in the hallway on the second floor noticed his presence hidden in the corner downstairs. He noticed the faint sound of breathing, body temperature, and presence with superhuman senses. 

Without hesitation, Schutan grabbed his weapon. A blue aura shimmered along the blade. He threw himself over the railing of the hallway and rushes toward the hall on the first floor like the wind. A sharp blade. 

Schutan, aiming the dagger, had no doubts. With this single attack, he could sever that seemingly helpless human’s throat. He was on his way to the bedroom for that purpose in the first place, and it wasn’t a big deal that the order and place had changed a bit. However… 

Cool! A human palm suddenly touched the air. The hand that appeared after disappearing into obscurity held a cooking utensil. 

Schutan’s eyes widened. That must be… the frying pan that made that amazing porridge today. 

However… What? The weapon master’s attack did not waver at the moment of doubt. It was sharp and honest, tearing up space and attacking humans. 

Visor! Schutan widened his eyes. 

Pod! Humans and Schutan warriors spread the distance in an instant. The Weapon Master looked at his opponent’s frying pan in disbelief. ‘Did you knock it off?!’ 

A human managed to knock out Stan’s attack with an aura? Even with a frying pan? Only then did he realize that the other person was not an ordinary human being. 

However, it was already too late. Minjun thought. “Even if you’re surprised now, it’s too late, Gulesch.” 

The assassin, who had still faithfully played the part of the zealous servant, glared in horror. “You···!” 

Minjun remembered what he said. -A man like me, who has an insignificant job, a poor income, and no ability, doesn’t have the ability to take care of it if his wife gets sick. 

There was Gulesch, who repeatedly emphasized his ‘incompetence’ and ‘insignificance’. However, after sharing the food from the frying pan in the kitchen, the magic tool said to the owner: The number of people with special abilities is higher than expected. There are other people besides Solada whose suggestion doesn’t work properly. 

‘I bet they weren’t the ones sent by the committee. It’s impossible to pinpoint my location already, and if they really tried to catch me, they wouldn’t send such crap.’

It reminds me of the story that today is only one day since they served Solada. Well, that could be a lie too. There was no need for any more complex thoughts. ‘I’ll check it out.’ 

In the meantime, Gulesch was trying to attack somehow. But something oppressing the assassin’s senses made him hesitate. Moreover, despite the loud crash just before, he was strangely quiet around him. 

Poof! At that moment, Minjun turned the frying pan around and held the handle in reverse. 

“Longer.” 

“·······?!” 

Seeing the handle of the frying pan grow as he had commanded, Gulesch became nervous. Could that part be used as a weapon? Memorization disguised as cooking utensils? However, Minjun had no intention of straining himself while mobilizing a “specially made assassination tool” in front of Gulesch. If feeding and brainwashing was impossible, there was another way. 

Just like when he interrogated the Assassins of Earth in the past, he could read the surface consciousness by contacting the magic tool as close as possible to the brain. Minjun took a handle that was tailored to the crocodile’s elongated snout and took a step closer. Seeing this, Gulesch felt a fear that could not be explained by reason.