Gamers of the Underworld

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yoda walked into the Dungeon Lord Main Hall.

The Dungeon Core Main Hall looked desolate. There were no decorations, only empty walls and a stone slab floor.

A table, two chairs, a few large storage chests, and a shelf for placing things was all the furniture in the Dungeon Core Main Hall.

Lord Sherlock carried the small Black Dragon like he was carrying a chick in his arms. Then he placed the Black Dragon on the table and patted his head before saying,

“Start working.”

He took off his wet cloak and used Mana to dry it before placing it neatly in the chest.

The Black Dragon balanced himself and dragged his fat hind legs as he walked to the shelf and muttered to himself. He tip-toed to reach the box of bloody chrysanthemum tea. When he tipped the box, there was no more tea.

Eggface held the empty tea box with his claws. He lifted his head and looked bewildered at Sherlock.

“Why didn’t you buy a new box of bloody chrysanthemum tea? I want to drink.”

“Drink water.”

Sherlock gave a simple order.

The small Black Dragon placed the box at the side. He took up a flask and filled two cups with water.

He finished all the water in the hot flask, but he wasn’t feeling satisfied.

Eggface carried the two cups of water and placed them in front of Sherlock and himself. Then he pulled out the chair opposite Sherlock and sat in it as he gazed at the Gnome Yoda, who was at the door.

Yoda stood at the door and looked at the small Black Dragon and the superior Devil. They emitted dominant auras, and he felt breathless. Especially the small Black Dragon who didn’t know how to curb his dominant aura.

Yoda’s feeling was like a human looking at an unrestrained male lion in the face.

He was unable to voice out the fact that the Devil and the Dragon had taken up both seats in the room.

Yoda walked to Sherlock and bowed. Then he said, “Thank you, Lord Sherlock, for taking care of me. Without Lord Sherlock, I would have perished. In fact, your great Magicians and that Goblin are the heroes of Area No. 10. I’ll never forget that Goblin with strange bladders and his back view when he did the leap of faith. Did Lord Sherlock invent those strange bladder weapons?”

“No, I didn’t. Let’s put aside the bladder matter. From what I know, Master Yoda is Winterfell’s Mana Engineer?” Sherlock crossed his hands and asked.

“That’s correct. I’m a Mana Engineer with tens of years of experience,” Yoda nodded and said respectfully.

“Then you must be highly respected in Winterfell. How’s the remuneration?” Sherlock asked abruptly.

“Er, the benefits are good…” Yoda said hesitantly.

“Master Yoda, don’t be mistaken. I have no ill intentions. You’ve received expensive treatment in my Dungeon. The Lich who treated you and the medical and Mana materials used were of top quality,” Sherlock said.

“You might not know that the Lich was Specter College’s once-in-a-thousand-years genius, Brainiac. His mentor was the famous Professor Bacon in Specter College.”

“What a famous Lich!”

Yoda was surprised as the reticent Lich looked ordinary, and he didn’t boast about his skills. Those with capability were always low profile.

“Hmm, I employed him with generous remuneration. Though he’s in the Dungeon with healing responsibilities, you’re a citizen of Winterfell. Treating you is not his responsibility. So the price…” Sherlock sighed.

“Lord Sherlock, I understand your intention. Paying for the treatment is a reasonable request. If I wasn’t treated, I would have perished,” Yoda said gratefully.

“Since we have a common understanding, that will be best.” Sherlock took out a form and said, “This is the medical charge form.”

Yoda took the form and examined it carefully.

The charges for the treatment materials were within acceptable ranges, but the last item, which was Brainiac’s treatment, was in the astronomical range.

Yoda searched for his Magic Stone card instinctively, but he couldn’t find it.

Where was Yoda’s Magic Stone card? It was in his pocket a while back!

“Master Yoda,” Sherlock shouted.

“Ah?” He was shocked by the expensive treatment charges. He lifted his head and looked in a daze at Sherlock. His voice was shaking.

“I’m not the ruthless Devil from ancient times. I know you’re unable to pay back the charges, so I have a proposal for you.”

Sherlock retrieved the charge form and took out a contract as he said, “This is a contract for a year of labor. It adheres to the Underworld Labor Regulations and will have a binding Mana effect. The remuneration is the same as the genius Brainiac. I can bind this agreement using Mana. What I want is simple. You sign the contract and work here for a year. That’s all.”

Yoda hesitated. He took the contract and examined the remuneration clause that stated, “The same as Brainiac. As it is a commercial secret, it cannot be divulged.”

Though Yoda was worried, a genius Lich would definitely have better remuneration than a Mana Engineer.

Moreover, Eternal Kingdom looked like a promising Dungeon. Though the Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men were strange, they were brave warriors. Each one of them was a great Magician. Then there were the genius Lich, the small Black Dragon, and the superior Devil. Yoda even felt that—this was his karmic reward!

A chance for him to change his job and increase his pay!

Eternal Kingdom looked dynamic and full of vitality!

Yoda gritted his teeth. Without further consideration, he took up the pen and signed his name.

“Lord Sherlock, let me return to Winterfell so that I can tender my resignation for my Winterfell job,” he said.