WeTried Translations

Translator/Editor: WeTried

Discord: https://dsc.gg/wetried

◈ I Made a Tier List the Transcendents Are Obsessed With ◈

Chapter 6: Hyeondeok City

──────

The Fifth Dimensional Realm was said to be where the constraints of "laws" were weakest of all dimensions.

In truth, balance there was maintained through "self-governance" in place of those laws.

Put simply, the dimension's Transcendents personally stepped in to punish troublemakers.

That was possible because The Void, an overwhelmingly powerful force, was tightly united by its transcended void lifeforms.

"You bastard who doesn't know the fundamentals."

Yet even within that strong unity, rivalry existed.

Perhaps that was precisely why it was so strong.

Even the youngest Transcendent in The Void had lived for tens of millions of years.

Having spent eons together, none of them had the slightest intention of yielding their standing in those childish rank disputes.

It was a subtle battle of pride.

Of course, everyone had roughly similar estimates in mind.

They simply could not prove it through actual combat, but their estimates were similar because they knew one another's abilities that well.

But that similarity was the problem.

The rankings in their minds did not align.

Unless the difference was overwhelming, they all harbored thoughts like, I could at least beat that one...

"Bwahaahahaha!"

"......"

In that respect, the rankings and tier list made by Oz, commonly known as the Tier List Villain, and the analysis posts that followed caused quite a stir.

At first, Oz truly had been a guy with no foundations. Now, calling Oz a guy who didn't know the fundamentals was about the best anyone could manage.

Oz's tier list was accurate from every angle.

Even the reasoning behind it was sound.

There was a reason it had become such a hot topic.

It was practically official.

Of course, no one could know the precise outcome without actually settling things in battle.

Still, it had somehow gained considerable credibility.

Yet by the nature of tier lists, there were bound to be people severely provoked by them.

One of them was a highest-ranking deity who served as The Void's head figure and used the handle [No Existence] in the gallery.

"Guess you can't go around calling yourself the strongest in the Void anymore."

"......Shut up, you eighth-place bastard."

"Yes, sir, third place. Still, I'm actually happy I ranked higher than expected. I thought I'd be even lower."

"......"

Seeing that one enter their territory at will and suck up to them made anger rise within them, but there was nothing they could do.

After all, they had acted much the same way whenever other Transcendents got angry.

Wasn't it fun gossip as long as they weren't the victim?

In any case, the memory of having to endure all that mockery remained vivid.

It had only been two years ago, so that was only natural.

"They're making another one?"

And now Oz was making another tier list.

The bad memories from then slowly crept back up.

Surely they wouldn't rank lower than before.

At that thought, No Existence shuddered.

If that happened, those hyena-like bastards would definitely come tearing into them.

[Oz, it's me...]

In the end, they had no choice but to send Oz a DM through the gallery.

* * *

"Pfft. It's still funny."

I laughed as I recalled the near-fainting expression on the huge innkeeper's face.

The way she had looked as though she'd seen a ghost was clearly different from yesterday.

I wasn't stupid. I already knew the innkeeper had ripped me off.

But I had let it go because I hated the fuss that would come from arguing about it.

Still, I needed to make sure she kept her mouth shut.

She wouldn't go around telling people about me.

She seemed sensible enough.

Hummm.

The sensor responded, and the door opened.

It proved that the fake identity created by the old goblin was working properly.

This facility was also connected to City Hall's database.

The place, operated as the Civic Public General Exchange, had a somewhat complicated structure.

It served as a bank, and people could sell magic stones or magic beast byproducts here.

They could also trade weapons and equipment, buy transit passes for travel within the city, and more.

Just a few days ago, I would have had no reason to visit, and even if I had, I wouldn't have been allowed inside.

I headed for the desk, passing people busy with their own affairs.

It looked as though no one was paying attention to me, but several waves of awareness and mana had already swept across my body.

I acted naturally, as though I didn't care.

"Grade 5 cyberware. I need sensory enhancement."

"An inquiry about cyberware? Would you mind waiting a moment?"

The woman at the desk greeted me with a gentle smile.

Incidentally, her human-looking appearance was little more than a falsehood.

She was an android created by the Augmenters.

Her grade didn't appear particularly high, so the moment she went beyond simple desk work, it would probably become obvious that she wasn't human.

"I've notified the person in charge of Room 206 on the second floor. Please take the stairs on the left."

Without answering, I immediately climbed the stairs.

The few presences I had felt in the lobby gradually dispersed.

They must have decided they had no further business with me.

Room 206, Room 206.

I looked for the small number plate beside the door.

Click.

"Ah, welcome."

The moment I entered, a man wearing a businesslike smile greeted me.

The unusual emblem on his leather vest stood out, and I knew what it was.

...The Kardin faction.

Unlike their master, they were generally moderate, so an ordinary conversation should be enough.

"I hear you're looking for sensory-enhancement cyberware?"

"More precisely, something to improve my detection abilities."

There was only one reason I had come here.

I could achieve remarkable growth in a short time, but for now, I didn't possess overwhelmingly powerful abilities.

I believed I could eventually reach transcendence.

Still, I needed sufficient time before then, and I had to protect myself until that point.

That was why I needed to bolster my combat strength to some degree right away.

"A good idea. You're a mage, correct?"

"Yeah. I assume you know what I want."

"Of course."

There was no reason for a long conversation.

Whenever mages requested sensory-enhancement cyberware, the form they wanted was always exactly the same.

"It'll take around two weeks."

"Longer than I expected."

"I'm not that skilled, you see."

Despite his joking words and laugh, he seemed quite confident.

I gave a small laugh and asked him,

"Have you been getting much work lately? Things have been unsettled around Hyeondeok City."

"There has been quite a bit of turmoil. If you look into it, though, it's ultimately a power struggle. Ah, are you with one of the local factions too, Mage?"

By asking whether I was with them, he meant whether I belonged to a power protecting Hyeondeok City's established order.

Since this place was city-run, it naturally maintained close relations with the existing factions.

I lightly shook my head.

"No. I'm thinking of visiting soon."

"Ah. You don't have an affiliation?"

"Not yet."

"You'll choose somewhere that suits your inclinations anyway, but I personally recommend the academy."

"The academy? Why?"

It wasn't somewhere I had considered.

The academy he meant was probably the Arcaeum Academy. It focused on pure magic and was relatively far removed from combat.

In other words, it completely clashed with my current needs and inclinations.

"Well, the academy mages tend to be gentler. The other factions can be a little chilling at times. I think you'd suit that place."

"......"

I thought I had acted like a fairly typical mage, but apparently, I hadn't reached their level yet.

Then again, the mages in the novel had all been practically insane.

"So I should come back in two weeks?"

"Yes. Around the twenty-eighth should be fine. The price is eighty million hwan."

It was a price that made my flesh crawl.

Of course, higher-grade cyberware cost far more, especially the kind that enhanced the body.

Even if it cost about as much as an ordinary house, this was relatively cheap.

Besides, once I got further along, I wouldn't even look at ordinary currency like this.

"Eighty million hwan. I see."

Incidentally, I didn't have that much money right now.

I could earn it if I had to, but it would be difficult within two weeks.

But did I really need to earn it myself?

I already had an idea.

With that, I said goodbye to the affable man.

After confirming the schedule at the desk, I intended to head for my next destination.

I was pressed for time.

"......Huh."

But at that moment, I sensed an extraordinary presence.

I let out a quiet breath to shake off the pressure, but merely detecting that presence made my shoulders feel weighed down.

The other presences busily moving through the lobby scattered like prey before a predator.

I looked at the person radiating that presence.

Blue hair. A woman with an indifferent expression, as though nothing around her concerned her.

A vague description from the depths of my memories surfaced.

That meant she was important enough to have appeared in the original work.

Yu Seolyeong.

The eldest daughter of the leader of the Cheongheo Sect, one of Hyeondeok City's powerful factions.

Incidentally, she died in the original work.

She was raped and murdered.

Join our discord at https://dsc.gg/wetried