Everyone is Young Except for Me

I was soon able to meet my granddaughter. Of course, I wasn’t wearing a mask and I was wearing chef’s clothing. I just had to pull one thread and it was easy to transform.

“Grandfather! Over here. Here!” Mido jumped and waved her hands.

...She was still dressed in pink. Keke. I remembered when she was a child. In the old days and even now, Mido consistently possessed childlike purity. It was still the same.

I asked her, “Have you waited a long time?”

“No, I just logged in. Hihi.”

“I’m glad. By the way, where are we going?”

“Hehe, follow me.” Mido stepped forward in an excited manner and walked ahead of me. She headed to the south gate. “The place we’re going now is a place where kobolds appear.”

“Kobolds? I’ve never seen such a monster in the south?”

“Pfft, Grandfather really doesn’t know much.”

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is agreeing enthusiastically and clapping.]

This little shit...

“The place we’re going now is a dungeon. It is called the Kobold Mine.”

“What is a dungeon?”

“Um~ how do I explain it?”

In fact, I knew the concept of dungeons. Prometheus’ memories were in my mind so everything felt familiar. It was my first time climbing this rocky mountain but it was so vivid that I could imagine what it was like in the past. Of course, it has changed a lot now.

“To put it simply, it is a cave with monsters.”

I continued to walk while conversing with Mido. We were able to appear at a wide area in the middle of the rocky mountain. There were more people than I thought and I inwardly frowned. I wanted to only be with Mido...

[The user ‘Mido’ has applied for a party.]

[A party has been formed.]

It would be a long time until I caught up. She was level 151. Mido looked surprised. “Wow, level 41! Grandfather, did you cook a lot? Isn’t it hard to level up a production class?”

“Well, that's right. Hahaha.”

I wanted to tell the truth but it didn’t seem like the time yet. Still, level 151.... how did she raise it so high? I was curious. “Your level is very high. How did you raise it? There wasn’t a capsule in our house.”

“Yes. Well... in fact, I went to a capsule room with the money I earned from a part time job. In addition, I’m in the virtual reality department. The professor left homework for us to write up notes when playing Arcstar. My seniors helped me level up.”

I suddenly became angry when I heard about her seniors and asked for the names of those seniors. “What are their names?”

“Huh...? Why?”

“I’m just wondering. I might meet them later. Keke.” I pretended to be casual.

“Um, who was it? There were five people...”

Shit, there were five.

“There are two seniors at the top of the year. Jeong Myeongsu oppa and Park Hyeondong oppa...”

I quickly took notes with the writing tools I had taken from the reporter. Jeong Myeongsu and Park Hyeondong.

“There are also three people who are two years older. Grandfather, you’ve probably seen them?”

“What? When?”

“Do you remember that time? The day when your capsule arrived at the house.”

“Yes, I remember.

“We watched the siege on TV and saw them there.”

What? I didn’t remember...

“At that time, one of them was holding a silver sword?”

Silver sword? Don’t tell me...

“That person who looks like a gisaeng?” [1]

“Puhaha. That's right, he is one of the three people.” Mido grabbed her stomach while laughing. 

The name was definitely Kim Hyeonu. I quickly wrote the name Kim Hyeonu on a piece of paper. “Who are the other two?”

“Seniors Park Taejun and Eun Jeonghyeok.”

Park Taejun, Eun Jeonghyeok... coincidentally, they were the ones I saw on TV. Two new people were added but nothing had changed. Under the names, I wrote ‘death penalty’ in large letters and underlined it. These tiger-like guys. Just wait until they are caught. I would kick their asses!

“Kukuk, do you want to cook for my seniors?”

“Hmm?”

“No, you’re just writing something with an extremely serious face.”

Well... this was okay as well. They would probably taste hell. “Yes, I hope to meet them later. I will serve them a dish.”

“Wow! Really? Great!”

I was happy like Mido. Of course, it was for a different reason. Huhu, I was looking forward to that day.

“Only the two of us are hunting?”

“Yes, it’s been a long time since I came here but I can probably hunt them.”

“Yes, let’s go inside.”

We entered the mine.

[You have entered Kobold Mine B1.]

The moment we entered, I smelled the smell of a mine. In the past when I was a North Korean spy, I once passed through a mine similar to this. I couldn’t help remembering that time.

...I seemed to keep thinking of those days. Everyone had memories they wanted to forget but it wasn’t so easy. Love could be forgotten with a new love but not for me. It was truly heartbreaking.

“Grandfather, you have to follow me well.” Mido walked in front of me with her small body and I couldn’t help smiling. Her appearance of trying to protect me was really cute. We moved around the mine and encountered the first monster.

[Lv. 70 Sickly Kobold]

The kobold resembled a crocodile. However, it walked on its feet and seemed to hold a fairly high level weapon. At this moment, Mido pulled something out of her inventory. What was this? She pulled out a red sword and art supplies. The moment I was wondering about this strange combination, Mido suddenly started drawing on the sword. She was drawing something but it was a really weird image.

“What are you doing now?”

“Ah, my class is a painter. I’m painting on my weapon right now.”

“Painting...?”

I knew that Mido’s hobby was painting. She had to abandon it because she didn’t have the talent but I wanted to cheer her on. I asked again, “What are you painting?”

“It is an image of me hitting the kobolds.”

“Aha...”

I wanted to believe that her artistry was so high I couldn’t understand it. Yes, this was probably the case...

I couldn’t bear to tell her that I could draw better. In addition, why was she drawing in pink?

“That’s it!” The moment she cried out, I quickly checked the information of the sword that Mido was holding.

[Bloody Butcher]

[Rating: Heroic 

Durability: 250/250

User Restrictions: Monarch of Cold Mercy, Monarch of Poor Love

Attack Power: 580

Strength +20, Knowledge +20.

-Absorbs 5% of damage received as health.

-Attack power will increase by 5% every time blood is absorbed (stacks up to a maximum of 10 times)

* The Weapon Drawing skill is currently in effect (damage against kobolds increased by 30%).]

How could my granddaughter hold such an ugly thing...? The red color of the sword didn’t matter but when I looked closely, there were traces of blood stains. Still, this sword was better than I thought?

“Where did this sword come from?” I asked Mido since I was curious.

“Ah, this was a gift. Hyeonu oppa is a paladin. He coincidentally acquired it after killing a low-grade vampire noble a few days ago and didn’t need it, so he gave it to me.”

That gisaeng guy...? By the way, oppa? I was jealous.

...I had to present a good item to Mido.

“Let’s use Body Painting now.” Suddenly, she was drawing in the air. The image of a pair of winged shoes and a shield was artistic (?) but it was pink. “Body Painting!”

[Movement speed is increased by 1.5 times for 30 minutes.]

[Defense is increased by 1.5 times for 30 minutes.]

“Oh?” I was amazed by the cool scene. The image scattered in the air and became stuck to Mido and I like tattoos, buffing us.

“Hehe, it is too early to be surprised. Just follow me, Grandfather!” 

At the same time, Mido rushed toward the kobold.

“Kyaak!”

The kobold ran forward with ferocious teeth bared. It came unusually fast with two old daggers. I couldn’t help but frown a bit. It would be hard for Mido... Maybe she would scream soon. Then there was a reversal.

“Kyaak!” The kobold screamed as its arm was cut off in an instant. I rubbed my eyes because it happened so quickly.

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ has wide eyes.]

“What? What did I just see?”

It happened in the blink of an eye. The kobold’s attack was sharp as it stabbed its daggers. The even more surprising thing was that as soon as it attacked, Mido swung even quicker and cut off its arm. Did my Mido use the sword so well? I spoke to her with a smile as she picked up the items, “Mido.”

“Hehe. Grandfather, did you see me? Wasn’t I completely cool?”

She laughed like a child eager to be praised. I stroked her head and told her, “Did you learn kendo as a kid?”

“Kendo? No. I’ve never learned it. It has been a long time since I wielded the sword apart from the first time I started Arcstar.”

“What...?”

Oh my god. This was the swordsmanship of a person who was never trained?

“However, it was more interesting than I thought to wield a sword. As a kid, I used to hold sticks and fight with boys often. Hihi.”

Mido laughed again like it wasn’t a big deal. I was even more speechless by this sight.

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is marveling at her swordsmanship.]

Swordsmanship... 

That’s right—it was beautiful swordsmanship. Did my Mido have a talent for swordsmanship? Indeed, she was raised a bit wild as a child and often fought with boys...

“Grandfather, I will raise you to level 50 today!” Mido started to run.

I followed her with my lips slightly curved up. The kobolds screamed every time they appeared.

“Kyaaaak!” 

“Kyaooooh!”

“Kuaaak!”

I watched the kobolds being ruthlessly slaughtered and laughed from behind. “Mido is definitely my granddaughter.”

I realized how frightening genes were.

[1] Highly trained women in ancient Korea who entertained men with music, conversation and poetry. Similar to a geisha