Temptation (2)

Clap! Clap!

The window opened with a clanking mechanical sound.

The stick is extended, and the double blades that were folded at the back spread out to the left and right.

A spear that quickly grew to the same length as the one used by Seo Moon-yeop.

"Ooh!"

Seo Moon-yeop was amazed.

It looked like a high-tech weapon like something out of a sci-fi movie. Of course, the result of the transformation is a conventional cold weapon.

I tried a few stabs once, but there was no big difference in weight and balance from those I used before.

Something slightly different was unavoidable.

Rather, it was compressed by folding, but it was amazing that the balance was made the same to this extent.

"Is there any difference?"

"You value fine control when throwing a spear, right? I paid a lot of attention to the balance as much as possible."

"Anyway, because it is foldable, the durability will be slightly reduced. But there's really nothing to write about anyway, is there? Use identically duplicated weapons in virtual dungeons. So, we increased convenience while leaving only enough durability for disposable use."

Jean Moreau and Philippe Moreau took turns explaining.

Seo Moon-yeop agreed with this.

It wasn't even in the era of the underground war, and there was no need to use weapons in reality.

This is because if you bring only the original into the access module, the book product will appear in the virtual dungeon.

No matter how much you use it, the original won't wear out, so if you manage it well, you can use it indefinitely.

There were as many as 8 new spears that the Morro brothers showed.

It also came with a black leather sash that could be worn over the shoulder to hold all 8 of them.

Because it is short and compressed, it is possible to have a window that is twice as large as the previous one.

"You can do the spear throw that you showed at the charity game seven times."

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"You are one shot, one kill, so you can kill 7 people and kill the rest with your spear.

Lo, big!"

Brother Moreau seemed more agitated.

When I retrieved the aura from the spear again, the spear folded back to a length of 90 cm with a clunk.

"Does it fold automatically if I don't inject an aura?"

"Yes. After all, there is no point in fighting without an aura."

"Doing it the other way would make the mechanics more cumbersome, which could unbalance the weight of the spear."

Seo Moon-yeop, who was happily fiddling with the window, suddenly asked with an apologetic face.

"Did you make it this far to present it to me? I'm so sorry about this."

Developing a new product like this just to give you a present.

As for the recipient, I was so sorry that I wanted to pay at least some money. Jean Moreau and Philippe Moreau shook their hands at the same time.

"There's no such thing. Of course, it was made for Seo Moon-yeop, but it's not just Seo Moon-yeop."

"There is a lot of demand for spears that can be used with one hand. There are also a lot of ryankers and melee dealers who are looking for the same spear that Seo Moon-yeop uses."

"huh ?"

Seo Moon-yeop was dazed at the unexpected twist.

Should I say that they are like Moro brothers?

Even while doing favors, they do not neglect their interests.

"In a word, it is like our studio sponsoring Mr. Seo Moon-yeop."

"It's a surprisingly large market. Do you think anyone but Battlefield players would buy a weapon like this? But there are a lot of fans and collectors who buy replicas. There are rich collectors who buy our workshop's handicrafts for a fortune."

Collecting weapons was one of the hobbies that aroused men's desires.

It is said that if you sell it with only the sharp blade removed and its killing power reduced, it will be sold as if it has sprouted wings.

So, popular players design and use their own exclusive weapons.

Because you can't sell replicas if you use universal weapons.

Then, what is the spear replica of Seo Moon-yeop, the leader of the 7 Heroes?

"Then I don't have to thank you!"

Seo Moon-yeop shouted out loud.

" Sure."

"So we estimated the sponsorship cost."

The brother handed over the contract.

To sum it up, it was a 5-year contract for 1 million euros a year.

Options are unique.

3,000,000 euros when used in official or non-official Battlefield matches. Seo Mun-yeop was at a loss for words.

'These are technically trying to attract me.'

1. Play Battlefield.

2. If you're going to do it, our team.

It was a meticulous temptation in that the intention was obvious, and there was no reason to refuse.

Even old supermen who participated in wars in the past and now live quietly had a habit of carefully storing their weapons.

Even more so, Seo Moon-yeop, who had been active on the front lines of the war until recently, wanted these new weapons.

"Yes, it's good. There's no reason not to give money and give gifts."

Seo Moon-yeop signed the contract.

The Morrow brothers looked at each other grinning.

'And once you have it, you'll want to use it.'

'Right, brother. It's not like there's an amateur league for nothing.'

The disgusting brothers who can communicate with each other with just their eyes.

The octopus brothers' plan was progressing smoothly.

Then the second plan started.

"Did you read the contract carefully?

"okay."

"Then, do you remember the obligation in the contract to keep weapons and not throw them away?"

"Of course. Of course you should keep your weapons, so why throw them away?"

Seo Moon-yeop said in a tone, "Why are you asking something obvious?"

Jean Moreau said.

"There is one minor problem."

"Minor issues?"

Seo Mun-yeop felt ominous.

I wondered if there were still more of the octopuses' ulterior motives.

"You know that only Battlefield players can carry weapons under report, right?"

"I don't know, I have immunity, so it doesn't matter."

"Can't go through customs."

In other words, it meant that I couldn't bring it to Korea.

"What? Then what?"

There was a way to forcibly break through the customs inspection by force. But even with immunity, that was too crazy. Seo Moon-yeop didn't want to go that far either.

"There is a simple way."

"It's too simple, bro."

"… What?"

"You just have to show up as a player in the association."

"What man?"

Seo Moon-yeop's expression was ready to fight.

"There is a way to register with your country's association."

"There is a way to register directly with the World Association."

"By the way, you can register as a player in the world association regardless of which country association you are in."

"In other words, if you register as an athlete in France and bring your weapon in, it will pass through customs."

"The avatar has already been registered, so the agent can report it. Just tell us and we will send the employee to the association."

The brothers spoke as if they had read the script beforehand.

Seo Moon-yeop realized that the octopus brother was enticing him one step further.

"You children! Was this your intention from the beginning?"

"What is our intention, anew?"

"It's not like you didn't know. It's a negotiation to let people know and move on."

Even the gesture of shrugging the shoulders, it was like a comedy show because the two of them were identical.

They were really smart guys on a funny-looking subject.

"I don't like that… … ."

The Moro brothers seduced Seo Moon-yeop, who was wondering if there was another way.

"Registering with the Association does not create any obligations or restrictions."

"On the contrary, since I can participate in the game when I want to play, my options have increased. No matter what part I look at, there is nothing that is a loss for Mr. Seo Moon-yeop."

"Could we do harm to Mr. Seo Mun-yeop?"

"We bought the diary of Mr. Seo Moon-yeop's mementos because it was annoying to use it all, so we also bought the diary that he quit in three days."

"There are elementary school textbooks that do not study and do only scribbles."

"… Call the staff, you gross assholes."

Battlefield Equipment Sponsorship Agreement.

Registering players with the Association.

By this time, he was already a professional player.

It happened overnight, so I could see how elaborate the Morro brothers' temptations were.

Seo Moon-yeop felt cheated even though he only saw profits, let alone losses.

The Moro Studio didn't just produce Battlefield goods.

He owned a business called JP Moro, a kitchenware brand that limitedly produces and sells products developed by Moro Studio.

The limited editions produced there are said to be the top-of-the-line products that chefs want the most.

In addition, they say that they are expanding their business by developing tennis and badminton rackets these days.

'The money making is limitless, these octopuses.'

It was clear that the Morrow brothers were not normal.

Baek Ha-yeon and Han Seung-hee, who came back after an exciting show review, were puzzled when they saw Seo Moon-yeop, who was somehow out of energy.

"Uncle, what's up?"

"I got a present."

"Is that something to be so gloomy about?"

"I also signed a cold contract."

"Eh? How much?"

"One million euros."

"Aw, I'm envious!"

"But if you play, 3 million euros."

"really? What if I play even one game?"

Seo Moon-yeop nodded weakly.

"Ah, it's full of envious work. Why are you grumpy!"

"I registered as a player … … ."

"Athlete registration? Oh, you need it to carry a weapon."

Baek Ha-yeon finally understood everything and laughed.

"Your uncle is a complete professional player."

"I feel bad for being dried up by the octopus."

Then Philip Moreau cracked a joke.

"Would you like to write a contract to join the club?"

"Are you going to be hit by a new weapon?"

Philip Moreau giggled like a goblin and ran away.

Baek Ha-yeon smiled and said.

"I want my uncle to join our team too."

" why?"

"I want to match my breath with my uncle. Just like I did with my dad in the past."

"Once upon a time… … ."

Seo Moon-yeop smiled.

It had only been a year and a half for him.

But now, even to Seo Moon-yeop, it felt like it was a thing of the past.

It must mean that he has already adapted to the time zone of 2022.

"I heard you got a new weapon.

Suddenly, Nathan asked with his characteristic innocent face.

"uh"

"Then don't you want to test it?"

"test?"

"There is a mock combat training tomorrow morning, how about taking part in it?"

"Isn't it a break now?"

"Since the season is approaching, we do it twice a week to maintain a sense of battle.

I heard that he wanted to compete with you once.

Seo Moon-yeop sensed a sense of selfishness hidden in Nathan's eyes.

"It will be fun."

Seo Mun-yeop also smiled.

Nathan also smiled.

"Then I'll tell the director. He'll probably allow it."

When Baek Ha-yeon asked what they were talking about, Seo Moon-yeop explained.

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"Then can we have a fight with Uncle Nathan?"

"Yeah, I guess you want to hang out with me again."

"Are you confident about your uncle?"

"What else can you not be confident about?"

Although he replied indifferently, Seo Mun-yeop's eyes were shining fiercely.

What is the skill of the strongest player in Battlefield, a compilation of modern sports science?

It was a good opportunity to check the performance of the new weapon.

'Come to think of it, I've been resting for too long. Don't you know if you're going to show off your skills all of a sudden?"

He hadn't fought anyone since Gerald Walker.

Tonight, I felt like I had to do some simple training.