### Chapter 480 – Party Time – Dinner Party (5)
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– Han Kain
[User: Han Kain (Wisdom)
Date: Day 933
Current Location: Floor 1, Room 105 – ‘Room of Rest’
Sage’s Advice: 3]
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– Han Kain
“Everyone, come to the front! I just used the Hands of Greed!”
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[Today’s Special Event: ‘Dinner Party’ is starting!]
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As I stepped outside, prompted by Eunsol’s message and notification, everyone wore puzzled expressions.
“What’s going on, sis?”
In response to Songi’s question, Eunsol simply replied, “I don’t know either. I just used the Hands of Greed.”
“Hey guys! There’s some kind of announcement here!”
Looking where the old man pointed, I saw a sign saying a dinner party was taking place on the second floor and to come up.
“This sounds ominous. Should we really go?”
“What if we don’t?”
“…”
Ari’s words hit the nail on the head.
Given everything that happens in this hotel, it’s always nerve-wracking. But if we don’t go, what then?
This event is a direct result of the Hands of Greed.
It’s an event we didn’t just stumble into; we initiated this.
Eunsol emphasized, “Remember why I used the Hands of Greed this time?”
To get information about Room 207, which is the last room on the second floor.
“I think it’ll provide indirect hints. Everyone, stay sharp and focused.”
“… Sis, with talk like that, this party doesn’t sound inviting at all.”
Soon, we all approached the elevator.
— Ding!
As the button for the second floor was pressed and the doors closed, a voice echoed through the elevator.
“Attention participants! From now on, blessings and legacies will be sealed. There’s no great danger, so please enjoy yourselves!”
“Oh, these little rascals again!”
… My consciousness started to blur.
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– Park Seungyub
… Woah. Where the heck are we?
“I really have no idea where this place is!”
Hearing the teacher’s voice somehow eased my mind.
If I had landed in a strange place alone, I’d be in deep trouble!
I immediately stuck close to the teacher.
“Hey, Seungyub. It’s a bit hot, maybe back off a little—”
“Ahh! It’s too hot!”
“… Miro, being loud is dangerous—”
“Ahh! Kyaaah! Ugh!”
Hearing Miro’s voice again made me uneasy.
Fortunately, Songi, who was next to me, quickly covered Miro’s mouth.
So it’s me, the teacher, Songi, and lastly Miro.
With this group, there’s no doubt— the teacher’s in charge.
As if it’s only natural, Songi moved closer to the teacher and asked, “Teacher, is this a jungle?”
“Seems that way. Uhm, let’s follow the river if we see one.”
They said it was a ‘Dinner Party,’ but suddenly we found ourselves in a ridiculous jungle.
For regular folks, it’d take hours to accept such nonsense.
After spending a long time in this hotel, however, nobody would bat an eye at this level of strangeness.
“Ahhh! A snake, a snake!”
Hearing the screams from behind made me chuckle a bit.
Oh Songi, come on! With all we’ve been through in the hotel, you’re scared of just a snake?
“Shut up! Teacher! A snake’s head is bigger than my torso!”
— Sppp!
Why’s this stupid parrot freaking out too?
Is it unable to transform right now?
“This useless parrot!!!”
— Sppp!
As the three of us were retreating from a giant anaconda, the teacher dashed over with a sturdy stick and walloped the thing.
— Grrrrk!
The snake made a weird sound and tried to strike back a few times, but the teacher dodged like a martial arts master and delivered a series of powerful hits.
Eventually, the anaconda retreated back into the water, defeated.
“Phew… We survived. Ugh, but you are really useless, Ferro!”
— Sppp!
Just then, Ferro glared at me and started biting my ear.
“Take this, you lousy parrot!”
Without hesitation, I grabbed Ferro with both hands and flipped it upside down.
“This is the difference between a human and a parrot!”
Ha, not funny at all.
A parrot that can’t even transform but still wants to act tough?
Today, I’ll finally put this annoying parrot in its place—
— Slap!
“Stop being a fool and hand over Ferro!”
“… Fine.”
Songi head-butted me before taking Ferro away.
Just then, Miro, who had been hiding at a distance, spoke up.
“Didn’t you learn any martial arts in Room 205?”
“…”
“Something called Arksha? You claimed you even defeated a bear!”
“…”
Well, that did happen.
Thinking back, I might still be able to use martial arts despite the blessings and legacies being sealed.
“Does martial arts not work against an anaconda?”
“… I don’t know either.”
Honestly, if it worked on a bear, it should logically work on an anaconda too.
The real issue is probably with me more than the martial arts.
“This time, I’ll give it my all!”
“Uh, that’s not quite what I meant…”
Whatever the intention of those words, it subtly hit a nerve!
I, Park Seungyub, the disciple inheriting the true essence of the greatest master!
“The Best Talent of All Time!”
I can’t back down from some silly beast.
“Teacher! I’ll take the lead from now on!”
“… That’s a bit unsettling.”
“Yah! Yip yip!”
“…”
Not long after, our next crisis emerged.
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– Lee Eunsol
I, Elena, and Cha Jinchul.
The three of us woke up in a mysterious, decaying mansion.
“Was what the Patron showed us the appearance of this house?”
“Well…”
Leaving the anxious Elena behind, Jinchul soon returned after surveying the mansion.
“You’re back soon. Anything interesting inside?”
“Nothing much. The place is pretty grand, but not a single servant in sight. Oh, I did find a door to go outside. Took a peek, and there’s a whole village out there.”
“Really? Should we take a look around the village?”
“Sure—”
Jinchul paused mid-answer and looked at us awkwardly.
“W-won’t we stand out too much?”
I understood immediately.
Going out with Elena, someone who looks like a celebrity, without any blessings or legacies is basically asking for trouble.
“Let’s go the two of us.”
“Sis, maybe… let’s at least wear something before we go out.”
“…”
That made me feel oddly good inside.
Not sure if Jinchul said it to be polite or out of sincerity, but…
“Elena, just wait here.”
“Um, okay.”
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The moment we stepped outside, I finally understood Jinchul’s words.
This village wasn’t just any rural area; it felt like we were in a different era altogether.
No asphalt, no minimal paving—just raw, earthy roads.
People dressed in what looked like rags were wandering around with farming tools.
Not to mention the sprawling farmland and the unbearable stench surrounding us.
With a pure-skinned Asian girl like Elena showing up in neat clothes, every single person’s jaw dropped at the sight.
“…”
As embarrassing as it feels to admit, I genuinely felt like I had turned into royalty from another world.
“Jinchul, you sure have been a lifesaver.”
“Stick close to me.”
“Right.”
Setting aside blessings and legacies, Cha Jinchul is just strong as a human being.
I’d guess he was at least 2 meters tall and over 120kg, all muscle.
He could’ve easily played the role of chief or general in some historical period.
Too bad he was born in the modern-day and ended up as a twisted Physical Education student instead.
Having a person like him by my side didn’t scare me against these scruffy farmers.
“It’s not so much Eastern; it feels more Western.”
“True.”
All the farmers seemed like they were Caucasian.
“I’ll need to ask a few questions.”
“Better not go and just wave your hand. That’ll look more convincing.”
“That’s a good idea.”
As Jinchul intentionally put on a fierce expression and waved his hand, several farmers approached, looking terrified.
“I-I, my lady! Why are you here?”
Jinchul quickly asked where we were and who we were.
“Eh? Wh-what do you mean—”
“Answer me.”
“〿〿〿〿〿”
“…”
As the questions got specific, the words became incomprehensible.
Just a moment ago, they were speaking Korean, and in the next, it turned into unintelligible alien language.
“Looks like we can’t decipher ‘written information.’ Let’s not waste time and scan the surroundings.”
“Sure.”
Then, we heard a loud clanking sound from afar.
“Is that a horse?”
Muffled—faintly, we heard barbaric voices from a distance.
“Kill the heretic!”
Jinchul and I exchanged glances, trying our best to hide our astonishment.
“Are we in the medieval era or something?!”
“If we’re medieval, what the heck are the other people?”
Are they stuck in a different era?
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– Kim Mooksung
“Wow, it’s been a while since it’s just been the two of us working together.”
“…”
Is it rare for only me and Ari to be left alone in the hotel?
As I scratched my chin and rummaged through my memories, Ari murmured, “This is kind of a hint from the hotel regarding Room 207.”
“Is that right?”
“… Even the sealing of blessings and legacies is a hint?”
“Well, it happened in the room with the first gate too.”
“…”
“In that gate room, I think only one of the two would get sealed.”
Is it okay to grant a superpower as a reward but then seal both during the real trial?
That’s a bit off, right?
I mean, I think only one will get sealed.
It’s likely to be the same in the second floor just as it was in the first.
“You’re in a tuxedo, and I’m in a dress.”
“It’s party attire! Plus, check this letter. It’s even got a picture and says to come here.”
Just as we were about to take off, Ari quietly mumbled.
“If it’s a party in the gate room…”
“A party, huh?”
“We might end up having our blessings sealed.”
“… What’s your basis?”
“You just acquired a legacy in the last room, and I’ll probably get one soon.”
“…”
“You’re going to seal our legacies right after we earn them? That feels a bit unethical.”
What kind of ethics apply in a hotel, anyway!
What a ridiculous logic.
Still, it kind of makes sense.
If we’re at a ‘party’ where we can use our legacies…
There’s bound to be a party somewhere just for using blessings.
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– Han Kain
I’m the icy city boy.
But my girl—
Enough with that nonsense.
Shaking off those thoughts, I opened the door and stepped outside.
“… Familiar.”
Just a few steps in, I was met with cars honking, belching out exhaust fumes and citizens trudging along the sidewalk, worn down by fatigue.
A scenery I know all too well.
The bustling streets of Seoul, the capital of South Korea.
After awkwardly wandering for a while, the citizens didn’t pay me any mind, busy with their own lives.
“…”
No blessings, no legacies, and no long-time companions— nothing.
I’m all alone.
“…”
Just another typical moment in 21st-century Korea.
An ordinary life without miracles, gods, or demons.
That’s why it felt so exceedingly out of place.
It would have felt more natural if dozens of zombies came out the moment I opened the door.
“Sigh, what is this nonsense? Hey, hotel, at least give me a hint before throwing me into chaos—”
Just as I raised my head, annoyed,
I saw it.
I saw it!
…
The sight of light streaming down from the sky!
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