#37. Lottery

The face under the hood was unmistakably similar to the Black Merchant, but there was a subtle difference. And it was a familiar face.

Kim Jin-Woo frowned as he looked at the imp, who appeared to be strangely anxious. He yelled, “You bastard!”

The imp the Black Merchant had brought along was the same imp that had sneakily stolen Kim Jin-Woo’s sister’s wedding dowry and run away, back when Kim Jin-Woo was still clueless about the Labyrinth.

Because Kim Jin-Woo had lost the money meant for his sister Hyun-Ji, she had had to get married empty-handed. Of course, she had paid it off down the road, but as her brother, Kim Jin-Woo couldn’t help but be angry at just the thought of it.

“My friend here says it has been indebted to my Lord since its dungeon crawling days as a beast,” the Black Merchant said.

“Indebted, huh…” Kim Jin-Woo’s rage subsided at the Black Merchant’s comment. “Well, a debt is a debt. I had to suffer so much because of your friend there.”

“An old debt can always be repaid accordingly in the future, so please ease your anger,” the Black Merchant said as he slapped the imp’s back with his short hands.

The imp jumped forward at the slap and hastily said, “I’m sorry.” Taking a deep bow, the humble-looking...