The Return of The Crazy Demon

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According to the strategy guide, no one knows if he was given the name Gold Boar because of his gluttony or if he’s gluttonous because he’s the Gold Boar.

A fellow who ranks 7th and 8th place back to back.

He is known to have become Dae Na-chal’s disciple due to his natural strength and physical abilities.
Manager Byuk also added that he became a disciple because Geum Hae’s family is well-off.

His house is presumed to be a merchant group (商團).

In other words, Geum Hae is a young master who offers the most money to Dae Na-chal.

Perhaps because his interests are only food, there are no records of his causing ruckus like the Yellow Horse, Green Dog, or White Rat.
Though the strategy guide is thoroughly organized from Manager Byuk’s point of view, it is also relatively objective.
I know about most of them to some extent.

A surprise awaits me when I enter the main hall across from the outer and inner courtyard.

A feast is being served at the long table in the main hall.

A man with a golden pig mask over his head is eating.

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The artist who performed Face-Changing (變脸, swipe mask instantly) seems to have taken off their mask for a while for a break, but it also looks like they were sitting down like Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West.

Geum-hae, who must have thought that I am a servant of the Black Rabbit Union, smacks his lips and says,

“Fetch me water over there.”

I answer immediately because pouring water is a specialty of a former errand boy.

“Yes.”

As I approach with a kettle, Geum-hae, eating at the end of the table, pinches his nose.

“What is this fishy smell? Put the water down there.”

“Yes.”

“Go away.
Ugh, disgusting.
What is your deal?”

You have to answer well at times like this, but I know the answer because I am an errand boy.

“I’m sorry.”

“Ah, that was shockingly unpleasant.
Shoo, go.”

I back away.

“You also have no idea where Brother Rabbit has gone?”

“Yes, I don’t know.”

The answer that he went to heaven almost rises past my throat.

For a moment, Geum-hae puts down his chopsticks and covers his nose with his hands.
A nasal sound comes out of his mouth.

“Do the servants here not wash up? This is why you end up as a servant.”

‘I can’t wash up if I’m busy, damn it.’

He waves his hand as if to tell me to get lost.

“Go inside and wash up.
Tell the others to wait on you.
Where did everyone go?”

“I suppose.
Where are they? It’s dinner time, so they are probably gathered in the corner of the kitchen eating cold rice with the leftover side dishes.”

That’s what I used to do.

As I babble for a long time for a servant, Geum-hae becomes flustered.

“Jeez…”

“Then I’ll go wash up.”

“You don’t have to come.
Don’t ever show up in front of me again.”

Geum-hae gobbles down enough food for 10 people to eat heartily, almost non-stop.

I go straight to the private bathroom, wash up, head to the changing room, and change into fresh clothes.

I have an idea where my men had disappeared to.

If So Gun-pyeong had teamed up with a few officials, they would be able to handle Geum-hae.
With my absence and seeing as Geum-hae is Dae Na-chal’s disciple, they must be hiding somewhere after cooking up a storm for him.

Curious about Geum-hae’s purpose for this visit, I wear the Black Rabbit Union Leader mask, take Black Hare’s Tooth, and head back to the main hall.

Letting out a loud burp, Geum-hae proceeds to look at me.

“Long time no see, Brother Rabbit.”

What is the relationship between the Black Rabbit and Gold Boar like? Gold Boar doesn’t seem to be afraid of Black Rabbit at all.

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I point at the food with my chin and then say shortly.

“Eat comfortably.”

I don’t bother to ask what brought him here because he seems talkative.
Geum-hae mumbles words while shoving food in his mouth at the same time.

“Your maids are great cooks.
I always eat so much whenever I come here.”

Hearing this out of the blue, I think I should move the maids to Zaha Guest Inn in the future and put them under Jang Deuk-soo.
The inn is enormous anyway, so they’ll be short of staff.

Geum-hae drinks water and makes a gulping sound as he swallows.

“You haven’t fought with Brother Baek Yu yet, have you? Our merchant group has obtained a herb.
It’s from the West.”

“But.”

“No buts.
He’ll snatch them away if this reaches the master’s ear.
Your battle with Brother Baek Yu is approaching.
I thought I’d ask if you have any intentions to buy them at an affordable price.”

“What is it?”

“We bought White Flame Herbs (白炎草) in bulk, wow… Some 100-year (百年) White Flame Herbs are also included.
I have called an expert for an inspection, and they think it is around 300~400 years, not 100 years.”

Rather than the herb, my ears perk up at the word ‘expert.’

“Who’s the expert?”

“There’s a smart guy in my town.”

“So, who’s the expert?”

“No, why are you interested in a practitioner but not the herbs?”

“How do I know if the man who tested the drug is a quack or not?”

“You think business is run in a day or two? You’re pissing me off.
Don’t buy it if you doubt it.
Many people are willing to buy it.
But I came here to ask you first because I think you’ll need it the most.
You don’t even recognize my sincerity.”

“How much is it?”

At my question, Geum-hae pulls the mask over his head and his face.

Geum-hae answers with a smile inside his mask.

“A 300-year White Flame Herb would skyrocket off the roof.
You’ve been a trustworthy customer, so let’s settle nicely at 50 gold pieces.
I’ll throw in ten boxes of regular White Flame Herbs for you.
Give them to your subordinates.”

“Bring them to me.”

Geum-hae answers as he stands up.

“Great choice.
I’m sorry to say this, but I was going to make the same deal to Brother Baek Yu if you refused.
I’ll help you delay the battle no matter what, so make sure you eat it and fight.”

Geum-hae suddenly mimics fist punches with his hands, making whoosh whoosh sounds with his mouth.

“Go ahead and get the Qi breathing technique ready.”

“Go.”

Perhaps because he’s the son of a merchant group, he is rather persuasive.
I look at the table after Geum-hae disappears.
It feels like a piglet trampled all over the table.

Plus, I don’t have any money.

I just don’t.

Even if I do, I don’t.

Though it’s not a public organization, I am an underpass beggar when it comes to calculating.

I close my eyes briefly and erase the wealth in Ilyang and the Black Rabbit Union assets from my mind.

The errand boy is a beggar.

A mindset of not giving money even if I have them.

My heart feels at peace.