Everyone is Young Except for Me Chapter 169

The cobweb bomb flew at a high speed. It flew in a slight spiral trajectory and soon shot out at a bullet-like speed toward the guy I was aiming at.

“Kuock. What is this?”

The blow wasn't that strong but fortunately, it helped. The moment it hit the clown, the cobweb bomb exploded and attached cobwebs all over his body. Based on the distance, it was more of a ranged attack. The clown stared at this place and our eyes met.

“You bastard...!”

He tried to jump at me but he couldn't do anything. I had thrown approximately 100 cobwebs combined together and he couldn't escape easily. I laughed happily. “I was successful.”

The moment I laughed, Gyeonso Dragon also smiled. He seemed to be satisfied as well. Next to us, Reinhardt laughed. “Hahaha! You're a very funny guy!”

Reinhardt tried to hit my back again and I quickly dodged. Then Gyeonso Dragon was left in my spot. Reinhardt didn't know it and he hit Gyeonso Dragon's back instead! Gyeonso Dragon was confused as he lost health. It was 0.3%. He had more defense than me.

“Good! Good! Let's have fun fighting later... Huh? Who are you?” A question mark finally emerged over Reinhardt's head. 

Gyeonso Dragon frowned. “...It hurts.”

“Cough. Who are you? In any case, I'm sorry! Kuhahaha!”

Reinhardt was still a hot-tempered guy. However, I didn't care about them. I just focused on the match. The only thing that mattered to me right now was Mido.

“W-What? There is a cobweb all of a sudden?”

Park Taehyeon was flustered. It was the same for the others. They seemed perplexed by the current situation. The first one to come to their senses was Mido. “Oppa! Focus!” 

“Ah, right, it is a match.”

“Let's go and kill that person.”

Park Taehyeon and Kim Hyeonu awakened due to Mido's words. The only ones left in the Colosseum were them and the hateful clown. If they hurried and killed him, the four people of their group that would advance would all be from Mido's guild, Icarus. They would be able to rise to the round of 16 safely. This was the big picture that they wanted.

“Kuook! Damnnnn.”

The damn clown was still struggling. He was completely a trapped rat. Haha. Kim Hyeonu raised a sword to his neck and I smiled slightly. The moment the sword was about to come into contact with him—

“Keuk. I'm sorry, everyone.” 

Eun Jeonghyeok, who had been previously hit by the poisoned daggers, turned to grey ash first. Then a trumpet sound was heard and the host's voice rang out.

-The match is over! These are the four players of Group 3 who will advance to the round of 16!

The crystal ball that appeared projected their faces into the air. A small crystal ball also appeared in the waiting room to reveal faces floating in the air. The first person was the one called Kim Hyeonu while Park Taehyeon was the second. The third person was Mido. She was pretty even on the screen. My granddaughter had an outstanding beauty.

The last one...

“Hmmm... That fucking clown.”

My gaze shifted to the stage again. The damn clown was staring at me with bloody eyes. It seemed he wanted to stab me.

* * *

Around this time, Park Muyeol sat on a chair in a corner of the Colosseum and frowned. He was currently looking at the NPC in charge of the Colosseum. This damn man didn't let him and his grandson inside. Park Muyeol questioned it but the only answer was that the right level wasn't reached. He didn't know the criteria to judge the level.

The NPC just scanned them from the top of their heads to the tip of their toes with blue eyes. He looked like a demon.

“Um, your level is sufficient. I will allow you entry.”

“Then work hard~”

At this time, another man entered. How many times had it been already? There were around 12 people.

“Hmm. Is this the last group?” His grandson spoke while tapping the air beside him. Apparently, he went to a community on the Inturnet or something. It was the Aseura or Asura that Jeonghyun mentioned last time. In any case, Seongchan said he would check the information there.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. According to the information here, Group 4 is the last one. It was said that Group 3's match has just started. It is like this.”

“Huh. Crazy.”

Chuntaek would've definitely entered the Colosseum as a participant in the event. He would be able to see Chuntaek if he went over there. It was a pity. They weren't a separated family but he still felt sorry.

Seongchan asked, “What are you going to do?”

“Who knows?”

“If you're not certain, would you like to go to the stands? We have to bet using money.”

“Do we have the money to do that?”

“Ah, that's right. Right? Haha.” Park Seongchan laughed heartily.

Certainly, they didn't have any money. It was secretly decided among themselves that all the leather and items except for equipment would be given to Jeonghyun. Seongchan's grandfather said that this uncle was having a difficult time these days and they should help him. Everyone agreed. In any case, the conclusion was that they didn't have any money.

Then someone else showed up. “Huhu. I want to enter the Colosseum.”

“Um, you look strong. I'll judge you.” After a moment, the NPC continued with a satisfied smile. “Excellent, you can enter.”

“Yes, work hard.”

The giant, carrying the wooden club on his shoulder, placed a hand on the NPC's shoulder.

Park Muyeol frowned at the sight. “Dammit, how can I get in there?”

“I don't think there is any way.”

“Is that really the case?”

“It isn't possible. You can only enter after being level 100 or higher.”

Park Muyeol opened his status window and checked his level. Level 64. It was a level that was hard to gain after a lot of hunting and quests but Park Muyeol was feeling bored recently. It was because he killed the monsters with just a few strikes.

'It is partly because Stick's Protection is too strong.'

Then he had heard about the Colosseum from the doctor and felt joy from deep inside his heart. Fighting against the strong. It seemed to give him an indescribable freedom beyond words, just as Chuntaek had said.

'I have to think of something.'

Park Muyeol rose from his seat.

“Grandfather, where are you going?”

“Seongchan.”

“Yes?”

“A man isn't about words. There are times when we have to fight, even if we know we will lose.”

“Huh? What does that...?”

Park Muyeol walked toward the NPC. Currently, the last three people were entering. Two men had entered and the last one was about to receive the ticket.

“Excuse me.”

The two people looked at him simultaneously.

Park Muyeol spoke with a cough, “Cough. Can I have this ticket?”

Silence once again flowed. The first one to speak was the NPC. “It is the person from before. Didn't I tell you that your level isn't sufficient?”

“That is your standard. I'm certain I can beat this young man.”

Finally, the young man trying to get the ticket frowned at Park Muyeol. He found it unpleasant that he was suddenly pointed out. “No, who are you? Do you know me?”

“...I don't.”

“Then why are you asking for my ticket? Additionally, you can win against me? Do you think that makes sense?”

Park Seongchan walked out from behind Park Muyeol. His grandson seemed to find this situation embarrassing and bowed. “Ahaha. I'm sorry, my grandfather acted so suddenly. I'm sorry, please go in. Haha... Go in.”

“Aish, some weird old man is picking a fight. Is he your grandfather?”

“Ah, yes... It is like that.”

“You should take care of the elderly. He isn't some elderly person with dementia. Shit.”

Park Seongchan's expression became serious. The remarks just now were a bit harsh. He apologized first but...

Park Muyeol walked toward the man. “Hey, baldie.”

“What? Baldie? Is this old man crazy? How am I bald? Eh?”

The angry man walked toward Park Muyeol. Then Park Muyeol took something out of his inventory and swung it at the man.

“Aaack! W-What is this? M-My hair!”

Park Muyeol smiled.

“Now you're a baldie.”

The Magic Power Hair-Clipper in his hand cried out.

* * *

We had a small break after the match with Group 3. The match for Group 4 should've started straight away but the host said there was a slight problem and it was likely to be delayed by five minutes. Now I was watching the four people of Group 3 closely.

The first was naturally Mido. She was so pretty when looked at closely. Haha.

“You're not close to your granddaughter?” Gyeonso Dragon asked with a smile.

“No, we're close.”

“Then why aren't you approaching her?”

“I currently have to hide my identity.”

“Ah, come to think about it, there are many people watching here.”

Gyeonso Dragon nodded like he understood.

I continued calmly, “Well, there is that reason. Another one is that my granddaughter will be very surprised.”

“Huh? Why?"

“I met her the other day wearing a different mask. At that time, I changed my voice. She didn't know it was me. We even did a Yutube broadcast together.”

“Ahahaha!” Gyeonso Dragon held his belly and laughed.

What was so funny?

“Be quiet, this guy. People are looking over here.”

Everyone's attention focused here due to the sudden sound of laughter. I happened to make eye contact with my granddaughter. Strangely, Mido was staring at me. Was it because I was the only one wearing a mask? Just then, Mido walked over. I was flustered. What? Why was she coming over here?

“Excuse me...”

I quickly ate the Helium Slime's Core before she arrived. Ahh. Fortunately, the voice wasn't a female voice. It was a voice in the mid-40s.

“Cough. What is it?”

“It is you, right?”

“What?”

“The one who broadcasted with me the other day...”

Damn, how did she notice? As expected, a woman's senses couldn't be ignored. My wife used to find it every time I hid emergency money.

I was troubled for a moment. Was it right to say 'I am your grandfather' in this place? No, I don't think so. Given Mido's personality, she would keep showing off. There was a good chance there would be reporters here. I had to say something while keeping her quiet.

“...Shh. I want to keep it quiet.” I placed my index finger against my mouth and Mido muttered, “Ah, is that so? I saw the cobweb and knew it. I remember it from the other day.”

I couldn't believe she noticed from this little thing. However, she still didn't know I was her grandfather. Haha.

“Thank you anyway. I'm alive because of you. Well, Jeonghyeok oppa died but the three of us survived. Hihi.” Mido smiled.

I immediately turned my head to look at my granddaughter's party. Kim Hyeonu and Park Taehyeon. They were talking to each other. I increased my hearing using super sensitivity and listened to their conversation.

"Hey, what should we do with that clown bastard?”

“Leave him alone. We will be eliminated if we fight here.”

"No, shouldn't we hit him a bit in advance? Jeonghyeok died because of that jerk.”

“Don't do it. Our goal is the Star Fruit.”

“Groan. I understand.”

It seemed that Mido's group was aiming for the Star Fruit. It was a secret according to Aidan's words but it seemed that many people knew about it. This time, I turned my attention to the clown. He was still staring at me with a bloody gaze. The cobwebs that previously trapped him had been released using fire magic from magicians. Since then, the clown had been glaring at me. Of course, I pretended not to know.

Mido told me, “Thank you anyway. Oh, do you want to appear on my broadcast again?”

“Broadcast...?”

Well, it should be fine. If it would help then I naturally had to do it.

“Okay.”

“Wow, really? So can I add you as a friend?”

I nodded but there was a problem.

“Eh? Why is it saying that I've already registered you as a friend?”

Ah, I made a mistake. We had registered as friends the previous time at the Kobold Mine. Damn, I hadn't expected to get caught here. “Cough. We registered at the Kobold Mine the last time we met.”

“Ah, is that so? No... I remember that I didn't register you as a friend.”

I was sweating under the mask when I heard the voice of salvation.

-I'm sorry. Everyone! Due to the delay, we will start Group 4's match immediately. The players of Group 4!

“Ah. The match is starting. I'm going now! I'll talk to you again!”

Mido waved and walked away. A small crystal ball lit up on the stage and I shifted my attention to it. All the participants watching the stage had serious expressions. I was also watching that place with a serious expression. I frowned while concentrating. However, I was surprised.

That guy—

Why was he here? What was today??

The participants of Group 4 appeared with solemn expressions. If this was a movie then there would be a grand background music. Finally, they all came up to the stage. An old man holding a bouquet of flowers stood among them. His name was Park Muyeol. He was my friend of 40 years.

“I met you here, you jerk.”

Chapter end