Kim Jin-Woo understood the hidden meaning behind the Black Merchant's words at once.

The Black Merchant said one last sentence to him, as if to affirm his suspicions. “Even those in the Deep Floors will no longer try to wrap their heads around understanding Milord’s movements.”

As Kim Jin-Woo listened to the Black Merchant’s story, the latter slowly raised his head, and their eyes connected. He continued, “If you’re still worried, I swear upon the Underworld. The restored Grand Labyrinth is no match for your real Grand Labyrinth. There will be no hindrances to Milord’s progress.”

As he had sworn upon the Mysteries of the Underworld, there was no way he was telling a lie.

“And to be honest, my Lord isn’t completely unrelated to that restored Grand Labyrinth, so I’m slightly upset,” the Black Merchant added.

Once again, Kim Jin-Woo wondered what nonsense the Black Merchant was talking about.

The Black Merchant looked back at him while pouting. He asked, “Do you remember the Big-Headed Dwarves?”

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