I was Mistaken for a Noble Hunter

Humanoids.

 

Monsters.

 

There were many different names to refer to sly and vicious dwarf goblins, fierce hunter orcs, and savage giant ogres.

 

The World of Monstrous Humanoids, where all kinds of monstrous creatures fought each other, had existed since ancient times.

 

And the lowest of all in that world was…

 

Goblins.

 

 

Living in the lowest level of the ecosystem pyramid, they were the weakest of the weakest who had to constantly struggle to survive.

 

The birth of the King of Monstrous Humanoids from those weak goblins began with a tiny whim.

 

Cruel Monstrous Crocodile ‘Crocor’.

 

Crocor ‘Ammut’, who reigned at the top of that world, became interested in a young goblin he coincidentally met one day.

 

“Oh, look at this guy. His gaze is pleasing to me.”

 

“Krrhok!”

 

He was a young goblin who was born weak from birth. But that made him the most cunning who survived by biting the eyes and ears of his own kind more fiercely than anyone else. Even though he was covered in blood and still wanted to survive, the young goblin didn’t flinch in front of the strongest monster, Crocor.

 

No, even though his body was already trembling with fear, his gaze was still aimed with the intention of devouring Ammut.

 

That gaze stirred up a little mischief in Ammut’s mind.

 

The smallest and weakest goblin that survived the violent mayhem. What would happen if he taught this pitiful creature himself? How strong could he become?

 

‘… It could be interesting.’

 

In the end, Ammut decided not to kill the young goblin and took him in.

 

“From now on, I will call you Tarnak.”

 

“Krrhok?”

 

“Hehe. I’ll train your miserable body like a Crocor. Try to endure it.” 

 

Ammut, who even gave him a name, picked up the small monster trembling with fear with one hand and took him to his nest.

 

And from that day on…

 

“Krrhok…!”

 

The young goblin, Tarnak, was raised by Ammut to become stronger through grueling training that nearly killed him.

 

But Ammut had no intention of letting go of his new toy, Tarnak.

 

‘If you die, so be it.’

 

The experiment started with a tiny whim, and Ammut relentlessly pushed Tarnak.

 

After some time passed, Tarnak, who was forced to undergo the experiment disguised as training, gradually grew stronger.

 

And finally.

 

“Krrhok!”

 

Born as a goblin, he succeeded in defeating an orc for the first time, which was a superior being. For the first time that day, Tarnak asked Ammut what this power he was learning was.

 

“What this is? Hmm.” Ammut also thought about the name for the first time that day. The name of the technique that enhances the feeble body of a goblin like a crocodile… 

 

“The Art of the Iron Body.” With his characteristic cruel grin, Ammut decided on the spot and named it as such. “What you are learning is the Art of the Iron Body.”

 

The Art of the Iron Body…!

 

Tarnak engraved the name in his mind.

 

Even after that, Tarnak continued to be tortured in the name of learning the ‘Iron Body’. But he gradually became stronger and eventually became strong enough to defeat orcs, trolls, and ogres easily.

 

And as more time passed, when Tarnak became stronger than his master, Ammut, the King of the Monstrous Humanoids, the Monarch, died. Tarnak was then chosen as the vessel of the new king as the Monarch of Iron Body, and the darkness of the beginning was implanted in his body for the war against the Rulers and the light of the beginning that lasted for countless eons.

 

***

 

“… But in the end, a goblin is just a goblin. To think he eventually died after meeting someone stronger. No matter how hard he struggled, Tarnak was ultimately just one of the common humanoids. Hehe,” Ammut muttered to himself, recalling his dead disciple. He also looked at Sooho, who had been listening to his uninteresting story. Sooho had shrunk to the size of a goblin, just like when Ammut first found Tarnak.

 

Suddenly, Ammut’s lips stretched into a wide grin, and his sharp teeth glittered. “And then ‘they’ appeared in front of me.”

 

“They?”

 

“The Great Sorcerer Kandiaru.” Ammut remembered his first encounter with them. When news of Tarnak’s death in the Monarchs War reached his ears, who was in seclusion, a shaman of the Heavenly realm appeared before him. 

 

And he made an interesting proposal.

 

– Tarnak’s master, Ammut, would you like to study the Art of the Iron Body with me?

 

– Ho? What do you mean?

 

– I will create the perfect place for training the Art of the Iron Body with my magic. And I’ll keep providing test subjects to put inside. How about it?

 

Kandiaru’s proposal was quite attractive to Ammut. With the confidence of having created the Monarch of Iron Body himself, Ammut trained several goblins afterward.

 

But all the results were failures. Other goblins could not endure the high-intensity training like Tarnak and died soon.

 

It gave Ammut a great sense of disappointment. Ultimately, it turned out that only Tarnak was a unique existence, and the Art of Iron Body developed by Ammut itself was not remarkable. It was a blow to his self-esteem.

 

That’s where Kandiaru aimed.

 

 

– Don’t you want to prove whether your Art of the Iron Body is special or whether it was Tarnak who was special?

 

– I don’t need you to provoke me like that. I like your proposal, but my time is running out, whether I want it or not.

 

 

At that time, Ammut was dying of old age. Even a Crocor, the strongest among humanoids, couldn’t avoid the given lifespan. 

 

However, Kandiaru chuckled ominously as if there was no problem at all.

 

 

– I’ll take care of that too.

 

 

The great sorcerer claimed that something like lifespan was a trivial matter.

 

 

– I happen to be researching immortality.

 

 

In the end, Ammut took Kandiaru’s hand.

 

Soon after, he regretted that decision.

 

Crack!

Ammut’s eyes turned red with rage.

 

“After that, Kandiaru sealed me in this damn tomb. Immortality? Ha! That swindler!” His terrible rage shook the pyramid.

 

Of course, Kandiaru hadn’t lied. Per their contract, Ammut could surpass his lifespan and live forever. But only within this pyramid.

 

[It seems this crocodile has become the same as the mummies here.]

 

Beru whispered in Sooho’s ear.

 

Upon hearing his words, Ammut stopped his rage and cackled, “Hahaha! That’s right. To me, the bandages that wrap around those corrupt corpses are the pyramid itself!”

 

[Is he a crazy crocodile?]

 

“You guessed it! I am already out of my mind! I went crazy because I’m long past my time to die!”

 

[Is that something to brag about?]

 

“But I remember my mission as clearly as ever! By the contract with Kandiaru, I am trapped here and am supposed to teach the Art of Iron Body forever! Against the challengers who come to learn from me! Hahaha!”

 

[Little King.]

 

Beru advised Sooho seriously.

 

[Are you really going to get training from that senile crocodile?]

 

“Well, what can I do? It’s a quest.”

 

In the end, Sooho realized the meaning of the words inscribed by Kandiaru in this pyramid.

 

 

‘Let there be light in the future of the challenger.’

 

– Great Sorcerer Kandiaru

 

‘In the end, being called a challenger was just a way of saying to try and learn the Art of Iron Body.’

 

How interesting.

 

Sooho smiled slightly as he looked at the message that appeared before him.

 

 

[‘Daily Quest: The Art of the Iron Body Training’ has arrived.] (Unconfirmed)

 

 

Given that a quest had appeared so blatantly, it was definitely not something harmful to him.

 

‘Besides, it’s a daily quest, so I’ll probably get a reward every time I train.’

 

It was clearly a situation where he would benefit no matter what.

 

“Yes, I’ll learn that art.”

 

At Sooho’s words, Ammut smiled broadly. “Very well thought out. I would kill you if you refused my offer, but you saved me the trouble!”

 

“…”

 

Hiccup.

The one who reacted to his words was Esil, who was next to Sooho.

 

As a demon noble, Esil was even more sensitive to Ammut’s energy than Sooho. Although he was decaying, the powerful energy emanating from Ammut was as real as it gets. If he acted on a whim and revealed his true nature, they would end up miserably as the Scavenger Guild members scattered around them…

 

Ammut stood up and shouted at Sooho, “Kahaha! Good! Then let’s start the training right away! From now on, your name is Tartar!”

 

“No, my name is Sung Sooho…”

 

“Come on, Tartar! Let’s start the training right away!”

 

“It’s Sung Sooho…”

 

“My second disciple, Tartar! I’ll enhance your pathetic body like a Crocor!” Ignoring Sooho’s response, Ammut roared loudly. He seemed very pleased to have found a talented individual to work with after a long time. “Hehehe. You’d better be prepared from now on. My training is extremely harsh and dangerous. Many humanoids couldn’t handle my training and died.”

 

Gulp.

 

At those words, Sooho swallowed dryly.

 

[The King of Beasts, the Beast Monarch, listens to Ammut.]

 

Even Beast Monarch, Rakan, showed interest.

 

The Art of Iron Body was so impressive that it raised a weak young goblin to become the Monarch of Iron Body, a king among goblins.

 

“Tartar, from now on, you’ll have to do this every day…!”

 

“Understood.”

 

At that moment, Sooho checked the message and, at the same time, Ammut explained the brutal training.

 

“100 push-ups! 100 sit-ups! 100 squats! Run 10 km! You have to do this every day!”

 

“… Huh?”

 

Ding!

 

Right before Sooho’s eyes, the contents of the daily quest unfolded.

 

 

[Daily Quest: The Art of the Iron Body Training]

 

100 Push-ups: Incomplete (0/100)

 

100 Sit-ups: Incomplete (0/100)

 

100 Squats: Incomplete (0/100)

 

Run 10 km: Incomplete (0/10)

 

※Note: You must carry Ammut while doing the exercises.

 

 

“Only while carrying me. Hahaha!”

 

“…!” Sooho’s eyes widened at the ridiculous demand.

 

“Let’s start now! Let’s see if you can handle it!”

 

Paaah!

At that moment, Ammut’s huge body gradually became transparent and floated into the air.

 

“Spiritualization!?” Esil recognized it and opened her mouth in shock.

 

At that moment, Ammut, who became a spiritual body, landed on Sooho’s head.

 

Thuuuuud…!

 

“Ugh!?”

 

An enormous gravitational force pressed down on Sooho’s entire body at that moment. To resist that terrible weight, Sooho had to use all the strength in his body.

 

[Great job, hahaha! You’re quite capable! I could increase the weight a bit more!]

 

Swhaaaa!

 

“Hahaha…!” 

 

Ammut’s weight increased.

 

In the end, Sooho’s muscle fibers were torn apart, and his veins began to burst.

 

“S-Sooho!”

 

[Little King…!]

 

Esil and Beru quickly stepped back to avoid the gravitational force and looked at Sooho with pitying expressions.

 

[Haha! What are you doing!? Can you do push-ups if you have difficulty standing up!?]

 

Hearing Ammut’s mockery, Sooho gritted his teeth and barely managed to lie down, still enduring the immense gravitational force.

 

Thuuud…!

 

As he lay down, it felt like his body would be crushed by the tremendous gravitational force.

 

“Huff! Ruler’s Authority!”

 

Crack!

Sooho used an invisible hand to support his body barely. 

 

‘This is why everyone died!’

 

And so, the hellish push-ups began.

 

[One! Two! Two! Two!]

 

“Why do you keep counting twos!?”

 

[Your posture is wrong!]

 

Is this a gym!?

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