How to Live as an Illegal Healer

172. The lowest floor of the workshop 3

Kang Seung-hyun took out a potion bottle containing a light gray liquid.

“Yeah, you guys… what did you do to Wismel-sama?”

“I didn’t do anything great.”

tuk tuk.

Kang Seung-hyeon threw it up and back, provoking the pen grill.

Every time that happened, the liquid in the bottle slid.

“That potion…”

“You just have to prevent it from burning somehow, right? So I prepared.”

“no way!”

Fengrill shouted, frowning.

“You bastard… you used a heat dissipation potion!”

“answer.”

widely!

What Kang Seung-hyun is holding is a heat dissipation potion.

A potion that increases fire resistance when used.

“No matter how well-made pottery is, it is useless if it cannot be baked.”

“Which gap!”

“Of course it was when I blew Wismel-sama’s head off earlier.”

Seunghyun Kang smiled and pulled out an arrow.

The arrows he fired earlier were not ordinary arrows, but special arrows made with plenty of heat dissipation potions.

“Because I didn’t fire the arrow thoughtlessly.”

“This ungodly bastard…!”

The reason Kang Seung-hyun fired the arrow was not simply to destroy the Wizmel doll.

It was to use a heat dissipation potion pretending to break the doll.

“I thought you were wasting your time with the golem, so I prepared for it.”

Thanks to this, the Wismel doll was barely baked even though it went in and out of the kiln.

In particular, the part of the head that was hit by the arrow was still in its clay state.

“Well, it’s about time to drop the pills, but… Master just broke it, so now we just have to catch him.”

As long as the Harvey Golem is destroyed, no one can protect the Wismel doll if Pengrill is defeated.

“That’s what this one is going to do. How dare you… do something like that to Wismel!”

Fu-wook!

Pengril roughly pulled out the arrow stuck in his arm.

Of course, blood welled up, but he didn’t seem to care at all.

“I will never forgive you!”

Pengrill touched the ground with his bloodied hand.

Gggggg!

Then, the soil rose from all over the place and began to transform into dolls.

“What is that again!”

“Combat-type beginner clay use… that’s the [Doll Parasol] skill!”

doll parasol.

A skill dedicated to the puppeteer job that allows you to quickly create simple dolls without complicated skills. As long as there are enough materials, it can be mass-produced in an instant, so it is a skill that cannot be taken lightly.

“It’s a pretty troublesome skill, but…”

Phaaak!

Kang Seung-hyun swung his silver glory with a puzzled face. The earthen doll that reached the end of the Silver Glory Day was mercilessly smashed.

“Even if you bring thousands of these trashy dolls, they can be destroyed in no time.”

Originally, the Silver Glory itself is a weapon specialized in destroying soil and rocks, but these clay dolls do not bake, so their durability is low.

“No matter how good a puppeteer you are, it will be difficult for you to show off your skills if your hands are damaged!”

This is because the quality of the dolls produced by Pengrill is very poor due to a severe injury to his arm.

Gggggg!

“I will offer your flesh and blood as a ritual sacrifice!”

Pengrill persevered and produced the doll, but

“he’s talkative.”

Grasp!

Pak!

Kang Seung-hyeon lightly broke the clay doll that was attacking him and moved forward.

thump.

Of course, Kang Seung-hyeon was also seriously injured in the previous fight, so it couldn’t be said that he

had an overwhelming advantage, but “Mr.

Fuck!

“Don’t worry about this one and break it as much as you like!”

“Finally, you are working as a tanker.”

Patter!

Every time the clay doll attacked, Kim Ho-jung, who was behind him, threw his body to block the attack.

“If it’s this lousy doll, I can control it too…!”

Far out!

Rebecca, who was behind, also used puppeteering to bind the clay doll’s feet.

fault!

“Whoa…”

It seemed pretty daunting, but it’s a huge improvement compared to the days when it took two days to control a doll in the basement.

‘At the same time, it’s saying that the dolls that Pengrill is producing now are very poor quality scraps.’

A doll that is so lame that even a novice puppeteer would shake it off.

It’s a doll that a normal pengrill would never make… no, it couldn’t.

‘Is this bastard up to something?’

There’s no way I would do something like this without thinking.

Seunghyun Kang frowned and moved forward.

“…”

Pengrill muttered something incomprehensible and was just making dolls.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to do…”

Kang Seung-hyun drank the stamina potion and ran toward the pen grill.

fault!

“If you blow your neck off, it won’t be a problem.”

At the same time, adjust the angle of the golden glory in your hand.

‘I have injuries on my shoulder and leg, so it’s against me to drag on to a long battle…’ I

activated [Observation Eye] to stab the vitals.

‘At times like this, it’s better to end it with one shot!’

The target was, of course, the nape of Pengril’s neck.

“Ugggggg…”

It was the same for Pengrill.

The other side also suffered serious injuries to both arms, so they confronted Kang Seung-hyun without showing any signs of avoiding or backing down.

Whoop!

The moment Kang Seung-hyun wielded his golden glory

!

Mana flowed through his fingertips, and a thorn surged out, trying to pierce Kang Seung-hyeon’s neck.

“….”

“..”

Golden Glory and Thorns.

Whoever stabs the opponent first will win.

shah!

The speed itself was as fast as Pengril’s dirt thorns.

Kang Seung-hyun had a shoulder injury, and Pengril was a very talented puppeteer, so he was able to handle earth attribute skills skillfully.

shred!

However, the soil thorn could not pierce Kang Seung-hyeon’s throat. This is because

the moment the thorn touched his neck,

the [Earth Bone]

turned into bone fragments and exploded.

“…!!”

“Consider yourself out of luck.”

Seunghyun Kang smiled and swung his golden glory.

Pengrill finally activated [Earth Shield], but

it was broken!

Likewise, the bones of creatures rose from all over the [Earth Shield].

“Because I have a good skill.”

“Uh uh uh…”

I don’t know about Pengrill, but [Earth Bone] is a skill that is activated by borrowing the power of Wismel.

As a result, an ironic situation occurred in which a guy who loved Wismel so much was defeated because of Wismel’s power.

Pagakak!

Pooh!!

The golden glory shattered the bone shield very lightly and tore Fengrill’s throat open.

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

Bright red blood gushed out in all directions.

Thanks to the shield blocking it, the whole neck was not cut off, but it would not be strange if he died immediately.

“Keeuk kuk…”

“At least, if my arm was fine, it would have been better.”

Kang Seung-hyeon threw away the bloody golden glory.

Kim Ho-jeong, who saw it from behind, was crying, but Kang Seung-hyun didn’t care at all and opened his mouth.

“Your neck is broken, so if you stay there you will die.”

“…”

“Of course I can treat you, but…”

Kang Seung-hyun shifted his gaze to Rebecca.

Rebecca turned her head as if determined.

“There is no reason to do that.”

“Grr gg gg gg…”

Pengrill made an incomprehensible sound and coughed up blood.

“I wouldn’t have gotten to this point if I had cared about my family while I was taking care of Wismel.”

Shhhhh

!

[Incision]

Kang Seung-hyeon slit Pengril’s throat with silvery glory and ended his breath. They were already dying, so there was nothing to struggle about.

“I’m gone, I’m gone.”

Kim Ho-jeong, who came to the side, muttered with a displeased face.

Rebecca covered her face and cried in the corner.

“No matter how bad he was, he was only one family member, so his heart must be broken… I feel sorry for him.”

“I’d rather die if this trash is my family.”

Kang Seung-hyeon brushed off the blood flowing in his silver glory.

“Rather than that… I guess this is all over, right?”

“For now.”

“Hey, I’m glad. It ended without incident.”

Kim Ho-jeong let out a sigh with a relieved face.

“I was worried that he might get into an accident because he seemed to have completely lost his mind.”

“You’re out of your mind…?”

Hearing those words, a question came to Kang Seung-hyun.

If you think about it, from a certain point on, Pengril only screamed incomprehensible moans or screams instead of normal words.

‘As if he had lost his temper…’

At that moment, a thought passed through Kang Seung-hyun’s head.

Pengrill has the ability to extract souls by borrowing Wismel’s power, and also has a perverted hobby of putting the extracted souls into dolls.

“This child can’t be!”

Proper communication is impossible,

compared to his usual skills, he makes poor dolls, and

even attitudes that seem to have poor judgment.

rattle rattle rattle!

Immediately after that, with the sound of something moving wildly.

{You’re quick to notice… It’s already too late!}

A very familiar voice came.

Looking in the direction from which the voice was heard, I could see that a doll with an eerie atmosphere was standing at the entrance of the palanquin.

“What happened? What else is that?”

“The Pengrill madman did it.”

Pengrill plucked out his soul, changed his body into a doll, and used his body as bait.

“what? So, were we fighting ghosts?”

“…It must have left only the minimum amount of soul that could move the body.”

Seunghyun Kang looked at the corpse of the pen grill abandoned on the floor.

He drew everyone’s attention with that and waited for the effect of the anti-heat potion to wear off, then baked the Wizmel doll again.

‘Somehow, I thought I was acting stupid.’

No matter how broken his body is, Pengrill is a skilled puppeteer.

Rebecca took control of the doll so easily that I felt something was wrong, but I didn’t even think that I would have abandoned my body.

‘I don’t have reason, so I do crazy things like that.’

In the end, this body was in a state like a ‘doll’, where the soul almost escaped and only instinct remained.

‘To make a real body like a doll and use a doll like a real body.’

It’s not something a normal human would do.

It was something a guy with no lingering attachments to his body would do.

“it’s crazy? How can you dispose of yourself?”

{Ha ha ha ha… I’m sure he said it.}

The doll with the pen grill smiled badly.

{I would not waste my life for Wismel-sama…!}

I opened the entrance of the kiln that was firmly closed.

{Wizmel-sama is descending!}

Along with Pengrill’s mad voice, heat spreads from the inside

and knocks.

month by month month by month.

finished doll.

The created god slowly revealed itself.