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Aujourd’hui — 5 mars 2021LMS novel

V57C5P2 – Red Dragon Landony

Par mimosab

[NOTE ] Thanks to Armada, Dumbass & Jasla for the proofreading!

– Humans, your final acts of resistance are laughable.

Kaybern stood high among the ruins and took on the attacks of thousands with its bare body.

Even while taking immense damage, it prepared the offerings for his dark magic magic ritual.

– You will never prevail! Evil Divide!

It was one of the most wicked dark magic spells.

It was activated through a sacrifice on an ordinarily unimaginable scale as well as the offering of the caster’s own body.

Kaybern’s enormous figure dissipated and split into three. Then heaven and earth became shrouded in dark auras and the earth itself was consumed by the growing storm, surging toward the dragon’s form.

Bard Ray and the Hermes Guild members were thrown off their feet and the players who were unable to escape had their health points siphoned off.

“Our attacks aren’t working. Fall back!”

“Do not become an offering to the dark magic!”

The guild members at once retreated to a safe distance. Then Krobidyun’s terrified voice alerted the chat screen of the Morata defense force.

Grovidun: Evil Divide. What the hell. Have you read about that spell?

Bard Ray: What is it?

Grovidun: To put it simply, it’s a cloning ability.

Jean: Is it a recreation of the Sword Cloning Technique?

Grovidun: It is similar, but it’s on a different scale. Kaybern has divided into three copies of himself.

Arkhim: What do you mean by three?

Grovidun: Until that spell ends, Kaybern is not a lone being. Attack, defense, health points, magical abilities; every one of them is identical in ability to his original form.

A long silence drowned the chat screen of the defense force.

It was a statement that no one wanted to believe, but it was soon confirmed by Mapan.

I have read over the information from the Great Library. I had gathered info on dark magic spells in advance. Evi Divide is said to be able to create a minimum of two clones up to a maximum twelve.


The Hermes Guild members froze in their spots, and so did Weed who was standing beside the Brazier of Sacrifice.

Bard Ray: What about their weaknesses? Do the clones have any weaknesses?

Grovidun: There is no such thing. We must kill all three.

Calcus asked hoarsely as he witnessed the dark storm get pulled into the dragons.

Calcus: No weaknesses at all?

Krobidyun: As with all powerful dark magic spells, it does have a drawback. I’ve read that after the spell ends completely, the caster could suffer from hysteria or suffer loss in maximum health points and mana. 

Weed sighed after hearing the explanation.

The Red Dragon’s flight had already produced one crisis on top of another, but now they had three Kayberns to deal with.

“This is outrageous.”

The situation had become so dire that maybe they had to consider abandoning Morata and retreating.


“Extremely powerful indeed. Hermes Guild! I want to give them a round of applause.”

“The forces led by Bard Ray still remain strong. They confronted the dragon valiantly.”

“They may commit to a final throwdown before the Red Dragon’s arrival. Joo-wan-ssi, what makes this battle different from the one back in Garnav Plains?”

“It is all in the preparations. I noticed especially the warriors and their equipment. They went all-in for attack damage and magic resistance for this fight.”

“Isn’t it bad with such low melee defense?”

“They compromised on what they could. In exchange, the shieldbearers took on the role of the tank and maximized the guild’s hunting efficiency.”

The commentators of KMC Media broadcast the battle stream against Kaybern and turned up the heat. It was the battle between the players and the dragon with Morata as the backdrop! There was much to see and many spectacles to draw in crowds and create commotion.

Via the players on the ground, the broadcasting cameras were capturing the live footage of the Red Dragon mid flight.

“That is the Red Dragon with its wing spread wide. Its assumed destination is said to be Morata.”

“We are receiving news that Kaybern’s health points are near depletion. If they fight strategically, they could take down Kaybern.”

“As you all may know, victory is not the issue. The fate of Versailles depends on this battle.”

Just when there was hope of the Hermes Guild members valiantly hunting down the dragon, the viewers saw Kaybern cast a spell and watched the live stream be obscured by the aura of darkness that it rolled over the earth and sky.

“What is that spell?”

“It seems to be dark magic. It doesn’t look so good.”

“We have an urgent report. According to the reporter on site… It is a dragon multiplying spell.”


“Yes. Until that spell is gone, there will be three Kayberns.”

“That is just ridiculous…”

“Magic? Physical abilities. You can’t tell me they are all identical.”

“They are… We are literally dealing with three dragons.”

“If three dragons each cast their own spell during the battle… That is absurd.”

“The duration could be short.”

“It is said to last until the end of battle.”


As Kaybern became three beings, the commentators were at a loss for words.

Just one was tough enough, but now they saw no hope whatsoever.

The viewers discussion board was also in an uproar.

  • Crazy. What in the world…
  • Versailles is finished.
  • Dragons… They are beings that should have been left alone.
  • This is the worst situation ever caused by the Hermes Guild. This is their fault for destroying the dragon’s egg.
  • That is not important anymore. If we can’t stop the dragon, Morata is finished.
  • It’s all over. The real estate of this great city will plummet!
  • Is Royal Road going to disappear?
  • I am on vacation at Bellenos. It should be relatively safe here, yes?
  • If the monsters multiply, no place will be safe.
  • Let’s go to the port city where we can hold our ground.
  • The answer to this are the islands. Building a house on a lone island and living alone.

The atmosphere was that of despair!

The prices of items on every auction site crashed and so did the prices of homes.


The fog of dark magic lifted, and the three Kayberns simultaneously triggered Dragon Fear.

– Humans, your time in this world is over.

– Beings that do not deserve to exist. Disappear.

– Only annihilation is left.

The dragons roamed independently and unleashed their AOE spells over the cities and players. Even the Hermes Guild members were quick to flee whenever they cast a fire magic spell or unleashed dark magic.

“Damn it…”

Even Bard Ray grit his teeth and couldn’t process this unreal situation. However, they had come this far and were out too far in the water to turn back now.

“Hermes Guild, attack! Do not back away.”

The Hermes Guild bet everything on the battle against time. The 300,000 guild members in Morata all sprang into battle.

“We too will assist the Hermes Guild.”

The assault squad led by Pale also eagerly joined forces and began fighting against the three Black Dragons.


Weed was uniquely relaxed after the appearance of three Black Dragons.

“Hmm. It isn’t easy as I predicted. Yeah. Nothing is free in this world.”

Once the dark magic spell activated, he was astonished but quickly composed himself.

Mapan: Evil Divide. According to the records, this is an ultimate spell of dark magic. What’s for certain is that in using that spell, Kaybern had depleted his sacrificial offerings for dark magic and should have consumed a great amount of mana.

Krobidyun: They each have 16% mana left.

“A dragon should put up this kind of struggle. If it died like that, I would have been disappointed.”

Weed thought optimistically and ended up tossing all 50 levels into the brazier.

From level 539, he reached a temporary level of 1,039!

The Brazier of Sacrifice has set aflame your hidden potential.

When the fire goes out completely, your level will be decreased by 50.

It was now all or nothing.

As the Hermes Guild and the assault squad committed to an all-out offensive, the field could not be missing the Arpen Empire’s emperor.

“Yeah. This way, it’s more exciting. This scale is appropriate for a dragon.”

Weed ran to the scene of battle. The three Black Dragons were skirmishing with almighty presence. The region was reduced to dust and unrecognizable. The dragons pressured the Hermes Guild members and the assault squad.

Weed shouted.

“I will take command of this battle from here on out!”

One shout was enough to draw the attention of the Hermes Guild and take charge of the assault squad. He could have just utilized the dedicated chatting channel for the core commanders, but he had to grasp the minds of even the common guild members and the squad.

“It’s Weed!”

“The God of War, Weed has appeared.”

Their expectations for Weed was nothing less than victory!

Weed wanted to pull up a song to further boost their morale, but with the race against time he refrained and shouted quickly to make consecutive call-outs.

“These are three Black Dragons that are weakened with low mana. The assault squad takes the one on the left and the Hermes Guild takes the center.”

His first command was designed to restore organisation.

If the squad and the Hermes Guild cluster over one another, having to be mindful of another group could hinder their combat abilities.

On top of this, he added a comment that would set fire to the public.

“Assault squad to victory! You all have rested until now, so you must hunt this near-death dragon before the Hermes Guild.”

“Let’s go!!!”

“If Weed-nim leads us, of course!”

“Waaagh! What a good day to die!”

The assault squad members were tempered through hell training. With Weed’s presence, they were full of courage in their advance towards the dragon.

They who had felt hesitant and lacked faith in the future of the Central Continent, were reinvigorated by the chance to win against the Hermes Guild in combat achievements.

With that said, the eyes of the Hermes Guild members also changed drastically.

“Hunting down the dragon before we do?”

“Even if Weed leads them. We are the ones who fought until now and yet these schmucks…”

They had scratched the pride of the most powerful force, the Hermes Guild.

It was a childish taunt, but possibly the most sensitive.

“All attack. We will slay the dragon in the middle at once.”

“Commence the attack.”

The guild members began the assault.

They spent their saved mana and stamina, activating their skills with passion.

It wasn’t about the success of the hunt, but the concern of not losing to the other party.

“The dragon is also exhausted.”

“Concentrate the magic spells at its head!”

Kaybern’s stamina also declined and its mana was spent.

The Hermes Guild members climbed aboard its wings ruthlessly and also attacked its tail and back.


Bard Ray was a bit uncomfortable seeing the Hermes Guild follow Weed’s command, but soon jumped into battle himself.

What they needed was victory and what was more important was maintaining his title of the God Warrior.

“Their reaction is just too good.”

Weed was quite surprised to see the Hermes Guild follow his orders so well.

“As they say, the smart and strong know how to behave.”

If it was himself, he would have tried to trick his way out of this mess. But these players were serious and doing the best they could to prevail.

“We did get off on the wrong foot, but it doesn’t seem like they’re that bad in nature.”

Weed decided to take on the dragon on the left with the dwarves.

“Alright, it is time to slay Kaybern. Still, take care of yourselves. We must survive at all costs. For the children and wives waiting back home.”

“What? You mean my grim faced wife and good for nothing children?”

“Well then survive so you can enjoy as much beer as you want.”

“If it’s for that, I will be careful.”

(To be continued…)

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V57C5P1 – Red Dragon Landony

Par mimosab

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Whilst all attention was focused on Kaybern in Morata, shocking news was delivered.

Mapan: We are in trouble. Landony is flying this way.

Mapan’s words froze Weed who was comfortably watching the battle.

The Red Dragon? Here?

We’re not 100% certain. But, it is heading north of the continent and there’s a high possibility that it is headed to this location.

The news was delivered by the orcs and the adventurers at the Flames of the Champion.

Many players were gathered in Morata, but others in many other locations around the continent witnessed the Red Dragon in flight.

Currently, the Red Dragon is travelling through the central area of Litton. Then, it will traverse the Neria Sea and enter the Northern Continent.

The Hermes Guild members in battle could be seen hesitating for a moment.

Weed who was filled with desire for the last hit was also thrown off.

It’s unlikely that it would come all this way to kill some orcs in the north. There are only a few cities worth destroying…

There will be a motive for the dragon’s movement. We did not uncover all there is to it… You must also take into consideration that Landony and Kaybern grew up together.

Of course.

Weed could do nothing but agree with adventurer Chase.

As it stood, it seemed that Kaybern, in the midst of battle, likely called for Landony that was much like a sibling,

Swift Coldwind: Given the Red Dragon’s current speed, it will take about 15 to 20 minutes for the dragon to cross the Neria Sea and make its arrival.

Arkhim: If Kaybern and Landony join forces, that will be disastrous.

Calcus: Two dragons instead of one is catastrophic. The Red Dragon is considerably more powerful than the rest.

Lamifter: Landony is on its way! What do we do?

Crevolta: Bard Ray-nim! Your orders!

Even in this moment, Bard Ray was fighting valiantly by leading his forces against Kaybern.

He had no attention to spare on chat messages and his actions were already representing his will. He bet everything on the battle.

Regardless of Landony’s arrival, he did not plan on stopping the fight.

“If so…”

Weed realized that it wasn’t the time to be idly observing the Hermes Guild.

He had to be decisive before any more time was wasted, and only he could combine the forces of the Hermes Guild, the assault squad and all the players in Morata.

It wasn’t just the warriors and knights of the Hermes Guild in the engagement.

Archers, mages, bards, priests, shamans, architects, and more.

Players of various job classes were involved in the battle against Kaybern.

It was of utmost importance that he directed their minds in the right way.

“I have to make the most optimal decision.”

Weed announced the message as the emperor of the Arpen Empire.

It was not just players in Morata, but all players on Arpen Empire territory across Versailles were able to hear the message.

– First of all, I give my thanks to the Hermes Guild for their great sacrifice in battle.

To start, he honored their efforts with his priceless words.

As you all may already know, it seems that the Red Dragon Landony is about to arrive in Morata. I do not know how much worse the situation will become once that happens.

He spoke honestly about the added difficulty to the battle.

A lone dragon and a pair of dragons were completely different concepts. 

Moreover, the Red Dragon was incapable of using dark magic, but in terms of pure strength it overpowered all other dragons.

The thought of the Black Dragon and the Red Dragon casting spells simultaneously and ravaging the ground was horrendous.

Hence, if the Hermes Guild understands the situation, it is now necessary that all players in Morata join forces in the Kaybern hunt.

Weed had no choice but to forfeit his chance on the last hit.

Morata was already half ruined and there would not be a second opportunity to have the Hermes Guild fight for him.

The guild too was unable to back down. They were on the brink of succeeding the first dragon hunt, and stopping the battle because of Landony was nonsense.

Our objective is to hunt Kaybern down before Landony’s arrival. Then we will proceed to slaying the Red Dragon as well.

Weed’s offer caused a stir within the Hermes Guild.

Heroid: Backing away now would be the worst. Weed’s offer sounds quite reasonable.

Crebulta: If we accept Weed’s proposal, we will be able to succeed in the hunt. The timing is cutting it quite close and it will only get more difficult once the Red Dragon gets here. We might be wiped out.

Heiller: We made it all happen until this point but now you want other players to get a free ride? You’re telling us we should give them a share of the dragon?

Gaushu: Then do you have another suggestion? Fight or retreat. The choice is one or the other.

Calcus: How about we end this hunt just on our own? We are not far.

Heroid: It might still be possible. The timing is a little tight…

Boemong: We have to decide now. The Red Dragon is flying as we speak.

Chaos waged among the Hermes Guild members.

Even the commanders could not come to a collective agreement and the guild members hesitated as well.

“If Landony gets here, aren’t we all done for?”

“Yeah. Even if we slay Kaybern, we are all dead meat once Landony arrives.”

A considerable number of guild members who had not used the brazier wanted to flee the scene. On the other hand, many saw that it was all possible if they killed Kaybern and Landony in order, though it would be too big of a bite off the apple for just the Hermes Guild to handle alone.

“Bard Ray-nim! What are you going to do?”

In such a crisis, only Bard Ray was capable of choosing the direction for the Hermes Guild.

After losing to Weed, his influence decreased but the God Warrior Bard Ray’s shadow still spread thick over the entire guild. 

“We fight. We slay the dragon.”

Bard Ray always led the Hermes Guild to victory. For him, running was not an option unless he was defeated.

The hesitation and contemplation of the Hermes Guild disappeared.

The commanders and guild members decided to follow his choice.

Understood. We agree to Weed-nim’s terms.


Weed watched the battle for a moment.

Bard Ray and the guild were fighting even more crazily than before. If they fought with some composure before, now they stood at the edge of a cliff.

“They became strong.”

Bard Ray’s combat videos on the hall of fame had a clean style to it that was similar in all them. However, his fighting on the back of the dragon felt like a torrent of his emotions.

He was smashed by Kaybern’s wings; struck by magic that left his armor half exposed, but his concentration was manifest in swinging the Glacial Sword.

The dragon’s back was frozen.

This sight raised the hopes of the Hermes Guild.

Bard Ray clinging to the dragon despite the dragon’s violent shaking made the people watch with sweaty palms.

“They were criticized for so many things… But I suppose there isn’t any combat force as good as they are. I better start too.”

Weed arrived at Yellowy Square and got the dwarves to use the Brazier of Sacrifice.

“K-uhh. Just what I was waiting for.”

“Brethren. Cheers. The time has come to hunt Kaybern.”

The dwarves drank a glass of dark beer that could be their last, and they activated the brazier. The short limbed dwarves were lit up and turned into even more of a dense, muscular form as they lifted their weapons.

Weed too, stood in front of the brazier.

“Now I have to use the brazier…”

In that moment, the bulb lit in his head!

‘But I wonder if I have to use the brazier to its full extent?’

He had a flashback of his life like when he fell in grave danger.

His days of youth when he lived in sorrow, the past when he lived like a house centipede.

There were so many events in his life, and he always kept his senses sharp so that he wasn’t exploited by anyone.

‘But what if I tweak around? Just a little. Like burning only 20 or 30 levels.’

Just until a little while back, he thought that it was unquestionable to use the brazier in order to stop the dragon. His level would decrease greatly, but it was a loss necessary to hunt the dragon. He dragged even the Hermes Guild into the plan, ensnaring the fate of the dwarven race and the future of Versailles.

‘That is why if I hold back a bit on the brazier, no one will know.’

If he shows a weak side while fighting Kaybern, everyone would be suspicious. However, would anyone detect a small discrepancy among the thousands upon thousands of players in a huge mess? If he were to somehow get caught in one of the dragon’s attacks, it would be dangerous but wasn’t a problem as long as he avoided it in time.

‘The broadcasts will focus on me. It will be hard not to notice anything wrong.’

Weed thought there was no way of getting away without using the brazier. Unfortunately, he had to equip himself with the legendary items left by the dwarves.


While Weed was plotting his dark scheme, the battle between Kaybern and the guild waged on.

Ranged units began providing support. The assault squad prepared for aerial tactics.

The assault squad led by Pale finally mobilized.

The mages and archers of the squad commenced the attack and players began taking flight.

The warriors had worked jointly with the avian in the main battle against the dragon.

During that battle, the avian were overwhelmed by fear and could not approach the dragon, so the warriors arrived using flight spells.


“Commence operation.”

The assault squad members were weaker than those in the Hermes Guild, but they had prepared for the dragon hunt for a long time.

They wore high magic resistance equipment and chose weapons that complimented their skills.

A deathblow!

They were willing to exhaust all their health points and stamina with their weapon swings.

The attack from the Hermes Guild was intense and the addition of the assault squad heated up the battlefield.

Barbarian Knatul, fairy knight Malin, Half elf Vishur. The heroes of each race also entered in battle.

“Everyone, keep it up! Our bodies know no limitations!”

Knatul shouted and encouraged the warriors with courage and strength.

Malin used magic to augment the abilities of his comrades as Vishur charged towards the dragon, grasping a dagger in both hands.

The assault squad was relentless just like the Hermes Guild and never stopped their advance even when they were blown away by magic attacks.

“Lift your swords! A second later and that beast may die before we get there.”

Geomchi, the instructors and the 500 apprentices jumped in as well.

The sturdy, muscular, sword-wielding men gathered to hunt the dragon.

It was miraculous that they had just observed the Hermes Guild fight until now without rushing out there!

For these men, an incredible amount of food and liquor was required.

“We are on the move! We won’t even get a grain of bean if we are late.”

“Hahahaha! Let’s go, let’s go!”

“Isn’t this the real showdown with the dragon?!”

“This is a fiesta!”

They activated the Brazier of Sacrifice unconditionally and immediately.

Even if their levels were to suffer, it was well worth it for a wild battle against the dragon.

Some of the players that followed Geomchi and the apprentices closely also used the brazier.

“Oh darn. I think I’m going to regret this later…”

“Let’s do it anyway. We might take a chunk off the dragon.”

“Yeah… I guess that’s true.”

Around 1300 players participated in the use of the brazier.

It was not an easy decision to make since it dropped their levels by 40 or 50.

They led the charge and clung onto the dragon, intensifying the heat of battle.

“Chop it into pieces!”

“Plow through the magic and don’t st…. K-agh!”

“Just push through with your body!”

The Hermes Guild however wasn’t about to let the assault squad take the lead and they fought with a renewed vigour as players from all across Morata flew over to join the fight.

(To be continued…)

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V57C4P3 – The Great War

Par mimosab

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“Why are they like that all of a sudden?”

“Their morale is at its peak. The vibe is real.”

Neither the assault squad nor the spectators knew the reason, but they had a good idea.

It was the appearance of Bard Ray’s personal guards.

Though their melee combat with the dragon had left their armor fractured and broken, they were pushing forward under the countless arrows and magic attacks.

The heroic display was totally expected.

– I will make you mere humans pay for challenging me. Howling Rage!

Kaybern’s body turned dark red and began emitting incredible power.

The Hermes Guild members on the front lines pressuring it with their shields were the targets of its attack.

As its tail whipped, their shields and armor were torn like pieces of paper, causing guild members between the levels 400 ~ 500 to die. The results were consistent with its foreleg kicks and headbutts.

“What is this? It suddenly became outrageously powerful!”

“K-ugh! Shields press closer! Don’t give it any room to move around or we are all in danger!”

Even the warriors over level 1000 who used the brazier were severely wounded or decapitated by its attacks.

“It’s too strong!”

“We can’t block it, so don’t confront it.”

With every struggle from Kaybern, thousands of shieldmen were pushed away in fear.

It pressured the Hermes Guild with its phenomenal physical strength.

What happened here?

Weed asked the channel with the crucial members of the Morata defense.

Arkhim: I’m uncertain. It became very powerful after casting a spell.

Ultar: It is still manageable. If we continue as we had before, the front will hold the line and we will be able to go for its rear by circling around left and right. If we can win, the losses must be accepted.

Grenol: We must push forward and block off the front as well. We must not let the dragon have an open path!

Max: Assemble the shield units. We must corner Kaybern completely.

A rather unsettling atmosphere dominated the conversation among the commanders and soon, Weed received the response to his question.

After careful observations, we determined it to be a magic spell that enhances strength.

It was Dain’s answer.

She too was watching from somewhere in Morata.

Weed felt a bit awkward having not spoken to her in such a long time and spoke in a polite manner.

Did it cast the spell on itself?

Yes. Though the scale is different, there is a similar spell in the Shaman moveset. With that kind of power however, it has to be dark magic.

But it doesn’t seem as though that it offered any sacrifices.

I believe it increases strength based on the number of enemies and the cumulative damage taken.

Once it was empowered by magic, Kaybern’s physical prowess was dreadful.

The outrage of a dragon over hundreds of meters tall paved the humans to the ground and caused a massacre.

It was truly a scene of a calamity.


“It’s too strong.”

Players fell like rain running down the dragon’s back and wings and got kicked in mid-air.

‘We just have to take the beast down. Even with this many casualties, if we kill the dragon…’

The Hermes Guild was united in a single idea. Kaybern’s health points are roughly at half.

Having used the brazier that cost 50 levels, one death wasn’t any more significant, so an all-out attack was the only answer.

“We must keep up the attack. There is no room for hesitation.”

Bard Ray was still mounted on the dragon’s back.

Despite the dragon’s tough movements, he spent all his stamina and mana to throw out a  barrage of skills.

Over a hundred guild members were attacking alongside him and they too were in a state of frenzy. The healing and buff spells from the priests were concentrated on them.

“Just a little further! The dragon is dying.”

“The end is almost here. Everyone pull out all you’ve got!”

The commanders roamed the grounds and shouted.

The players standing on top of the enraged dragon had no time to look around, but they could hear the sounds from their comrades.

The users of the brazier too occasionally died under the dragon’s feet or spells. However, many were too deeply drenched in bloody madness to notice the increasing casualties.

Slater: We can kill it.

Heroid: Our attacks are working. Keep attacking. We are so close to the success of this hunt.

There was no need for second thoughts.

They themselves knew that their berserk state was the only thing that would help them win.

Towards the end of combat, the great city Morata would be left in severe destruction.The piles of Hermes Guild bodies had no pity.

They had lacked companionship to begin with, but now that they all saw the great achievement of hunting down the dragon right before their eyes they were even more callous.

Krobidyun: The dragon’s current health points are at 39%.

Kaybern was taking damage to its health points despite its overwhelming defense and magic defense 

Lamifter: I think we can actually pull this off.

Boemong: For sure. Kaybern will die today.

Gaushu: Everyone hold your stations! The offense must continue until the end of this war.

Krobidyun: I will take care of the corpses as soon as they spawn.

The spectators of Morata were getting worked up.

“There, the Hermes Guild is going to take it down.”

“It looks like it. Nice. Bard Ray really is awesome.”

“Wow, the Hermes Guild is showing its class. The dragon is incredible too.”

“I wanted Weed-nim to defeat the dragon. Still, I don’t need to worry about Versailles falling anymore.”

“That goes the same for me.”

The Absolute Solar magic was long gone and the fire burning down the buildings were almost all extinguished.

The only thing left was to push the dragon to its end.

Weed wasn’t the least excited watching the scene.

‘But this is the dragon. It seems all too easy for it to end like this.’

There was no need for complications.

He did think that it was all because the Hermes Guild forces were extremely well prepared.

The dangerous plan of luring the dragon into Morata succeeded in the end.

Ranged attacks against a dragon were considered to be not the most effective, but the cumulative damage would be significant.

The decapitated players were recovered quickly under the concentrated healing from the priests. The users of the brazier survived resourcefully and led the battle well.

If it weren’t for them Kaybern would have gone on a rampage without a leash.

‘I need to prepare for Kaybern’s final moment. I need to get closer for the last hit.’




She had discovered the existence of the demon king Cletta and had become very famous.

“Is there anything we could help you with?”


The adventurers who returned from the Ring of Fire joined with her in Orcland.

“The Flames of the Champion. Ch-k! We will head there. Chu-ek!”

“Understood. We will figure it out together.”

Seechwi knew that even if they succeeded in hunting down Kaybern at Morata, it wasn’t the end. In order to stop Cletta, they had to take care of the Red Dragon as well.

‘If Kaybern disappears, the possibility of Cletta spawning would be near zero… It would be difficult for Landony to retrieve all the sealing stones.’

Seechwi, instead of rushing to Morata to be of little help, decided on travelling to the Flames of the Champion with a composed mind.

It was a massive fortress defended by patrolling orcs.

“Human. Ch-k!”

“You guys. Smell is bad. Ch-chik!”

The adventurers alongside Seechwi were frowned upon, but they were used to such treatment.

“Don’t worry. We just have to cover up the scent.”

The adventurers rolled on the ground and wore old animal hides so that their scent didn’t disturb the orcs. Truthfully, the orcs were not that sensitive.

“By chance have you seen Landony…”

“Do you know anything about a sealing stone…”

“What is the origin of this city?”

The adventurers diligently gathered information. The orc players were aware of Seechwi’s fame and so they were quick to offer assistance and with their help; they were able to collect the rumors rapidly.

The battle arena in the Flames of the Champion!

Every two years, there is a tournament held to pick the king of the orcs.

When the orcs fall in danger, the great tribal leaders appear.

They will uphold a special ceremony at the battle arena as they promised Batalli.

“The orc warriors fight and the last one standing becomes king.”

“That king reigns over all orcs.”

“Also, the survivor absorbs the soul of the dead orcs and the power of the losers to be reborn as the orc hero…”

Orc hero!

The king who appears at the crisis of the orc tribe is awarded with immense power.

It was that same orc king that would fight against Landony and prevail.

The adventurers were quite skeptical about it.

“The orcs develop the slowest compared to other races.”

“It can’t be helped since they have harsh appearances. If Weed-nim didn’t play as Karichwi, it would have been much worse.”

“The overall standard of orcs is on the low end, so even if they find a king in the arena, I assume that it would be impossible to fight against Landony.”

“The tournament is still a year away. No one can tell for certain what will happen during that time. Also, we have orc Karichwi.”

The adventurers nodded in agreement.

They also thought that it was natural for orc Karichwi to appear and rule over Orcland.

“The competition among the orcs will become intense.”

“Wouldn’t it be worth a shot? Since it is for the dragon slayer achievement.”

“Elves, Dwarves and Orcs. They are all excited. The humans had their cities ruined.”

“I don’t think we need to divide this up into which race is favored the most. Isn’t it true that humans are the most developed of all?”

The adventurers were trying to round up additional information.

They would be grateful for any information on Landony, and there was a chance they could bump into a rare quest at the Flames of the Champion.

“Ch-eek! Ch-k!”

“Dragon! Dragon is coming. Ch-Ch-Chik!”

The orcs at Flames of the Champion were scrambling everywhere.

“No way…”

“Coming here?”

The adventurers panicked and ran over to the fort walls with the other orcs.

An enormous crimson dragon had risen over the horizon.

“It’s real!”


The Red Dragon flew through the curtain of clouds.


“This is, this is bad. Ch-ch-ch!”

The orcs on the wall shouted frantically.

The orcs felt their throbbing hearts but soon felt something strange.

The Red Dragon wasn’t headed towards the orc fortress.

It was flying from the east to the northwest.

It was visible from the fortress, but it flew right past.

“What? Is it to chase down another orc tribe?”

“Then that’s fortunate…”

“It’s trying to recover the sealing stones. But, there is the special orc tribe in that direction… Could it be…”

Adventurer Andol imagined something in his head and shivered.

(To be continued…)

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V57C4P2 – The Great War

Par mimosab

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*Kuaaagh! *

Kaybern once again unleashed Dragon Fear. However, this time the song of the bards reduced its effects.

Those who used the brazier’s effect only felt slightly afraid but recovered enough to use their skills.

“Good! We can do this.”

“Slay the dragon. The kill is mine.”

The thousand lords that would be appointed in the future were likely to be picked from the 10,000 players who used the brazier.

As many of the leaders would not be able to leave the Hermes Guild, many members felt that their own chances were even higher.

Arkhim: Do not let your guard down! Keep up the attack!

The players participating in the defense of Morata knew what was coming.

Life Siphon of the Dead was a spell that forcefully drained hit points from corpses!

But now that there were no corpses left, it meant that Kaybern could not recover any more of his health pool.

“Spectators, please stand back!”

“Please evacuate this area!”

The observers hidden in each building retreated hurriedly.

Death was ordinarily one’s own responsibility, but dying in the crossfire now meant that it would aid Kaybern.

“Hurry up and position the relics!”

The players over level 400 recruited by the Mapan Council also ran busily, making hasty preparations.

The Arpen Kingdom had borrowed the relics from 22 different faiths across Versailles such as Freya’s Church based on the contribution level that the empire had reached over the continents.

The objective was to neutralize the dark magic cast Kaybern!

They placed relics around the dragon in order to heighten their divine powers.

– For humans to be this prepared!

Kaybern’s rage deepened even further. It fired consecutive magic spells and flung its tail, but there was no halt to the warriors’ advance.

The dragon’s power was absolute, but having descended into the middle of Morata meant it had chosen the worst location for battle.

Although the Hermes Guild members decreased in numbers, Kaybern’s health was also declining.

– So you humans had some hidden power. But you cannot defeat me. Everything will now disappear.

Kaybern began filling its lungs. It was preparing to unleash the most powerful offensive skill against the human resistance – Dragon Breath.


“Everyone concentrate until the end.”

The appointed time had arrived and the Hermes Guild members were ready.

Taking the hit from the breath straight on made survival unlikely even if players had raised their levels via the Brazier of Sacrifice. But, running was also not much different.

“Attack, attack with everything you have!”

Boemong screamed frantically and swung his dual-edged axe down on the dragon’s ankle.

The short moments after casting dark magic spells and Dragon Breath was when the dragon was in its most vulnerable state.

Bard Ray and the warriors also lifted their swords and slashed the dragon.

“Cut off its wings!”

Thousands of warriors commenced the attack on the dragon’s humongous body.

The violent attack from the guild members drove the dragon that was preparing a breath attack into a rage.


Weed watched the war from afar and was amazed.

“They put up one hell of a fight.”

The battle of the Hermes Guild unfolded with many spectacular moments.

Could any other group engage in such a stormy battle against the dragon?

Their sworn loyalty for Bard Ray raised their morale greatly. Even with shattered armor and deep wounds, they continued to fight.

Of course, their having used the Brazier of Sacrifice was the ultimate reason for their resilience.

“The planning went smoothly… Things went well for now.”

Their plan was to use Morata as bait and lure the dragon to the ground.

After they wore out the dragon so that it resorted to its dark magic, the main forces would be sent in! With the warriors of the brazier as the core, they would proceed to slay the dragon.

“Certainly, I don’t think there would be any better method of dealing with a dragon.”

If it were Weed, it would have been difficult to arrange such a strategy.

A considerable number of the Hermes Guild members had to give up their lives and that was only possible because of their firm system of command.

That was a different scale compared to novice players rushing in, who had very little to lose.

“If I brought just dwarves to confront the dragon, it would have been an unwinnable battle.”

The Hermes Guild forces, at least 10 times more in number, used the brazier and had plenty of support.

“If they can keep this up, it is very likely that Morata will become Kaybern’s grave.”

Weed, on the other hand, felt a bit disappointed.

It was because the dragon was caught in a trap and could not exert its full combat abilities.

Incomparable to humans, it was an unstoppable mage and a giant creature!

Even so, it was unable to display its true power.

Pale: Weed-nim, I think the Hermes Guild is going to succeed in the dragon hunt.

“It does seem that way. But that’s a dragon. It won’t go without a fight.”

Weed felt disturbed with the battle turning out seemingly all too well. In his life, the times when he had such a feeling led to the most dangerous turn of events.

“Something is very fishy…”

Pale: Is it that damned fate theory that you always speak of?

“I am not sure yet. It isn’t me that’s fighting, but the Hermes Guild.”

Weed thought that Kaybern falling in the hands of the Hermes Guild was the best outcome.

If the dragon is taken care of, there could be nothing that threatens Versailles for quite some time.

“But, why does it feel so off?”

Pale: Kaybern is getting ready to fire its breath.

Weed was not surprised by it. It was an anticipated method of attack and the response from the Hermes Guild was excellent. Even with the breath attack, they will continue to fight but minimize their losses. Despite their capabilities, he couldn’t remain a bystander.

“The dragon is a being that has never been hunted down. Just in case, have the assault squad ready to engage.”

Pale: Understood.

“We don’t know just how advanced Kaybern’s dark magic is nor do we know for certain how this battle will turn out, so we must not let our guard down.”

Weed wanted the war to end with him not using the brazier if possible.

After all, human desire had no limits.

With this battle, if his level does not decline, the gains would be tremendous.

‘It would be just Bard Ray and the Hermes Guild doing all the work. This is the perfect scenario imaginable.’

It was sly and would result in a loss of honor, but stealing the final blow was a given.


Smokey black breath poured out of Kaybern’s mouth.

It swallowed the guild members in front and swept the buildings.

– Die!

The Black Dragon turned its head and spread its breath wide.

The Hermes Guild members tried to avoid it like jumping locusts, but they were too close.

“Evade to the side!”

“Fly up to the sky!”

The players who got away from the radius were also still in danger.

The earth melted and buildings fell apart.

The dragon’s breath was so powerful that a portion of the city disappeared without a trace.

It was difficult to calculate the damage taken by the Hermes Guild members that were close to the battle zone.

The dragon showed its power to its content by killing at least thousands.

“Push on!”

“The Horn of Advancement!”

However, after being exposed to fear repeatedly, one could grow used to it and overcome it.

The players who survived Kaybern’s breath had every right to claim that privilege.

They could desire the combat achievements that would be awarded for slaying the dragon and be known as the greatest hero.

If they could accomplish what even Weed and Bard Ray couldn’t do, their name would spread across the world.

The users of the brazier wanted victory over death.

Krobidyun and Jean and the other necromancers intervened in the battle.

“Everyone, get away. Corpse Explosion!”

“Wake, restless vengeful spirits. Take your revenge on the living and your murderers! Dead Rise.”

The bodies of the guild members who died from the breath triggered a chain explosion and doom knights began to rise from the ground.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“The wounded could have been swept by the corpse explosion!”

The spectators from afar were full of questions, but the explosion too was one of the devices for the Kaybern hunt.

Life Siphon from the Dead was the dragon’s most powerful recovery spell.

With its merciless attack it slaughters humans and absorbs massive amounts of health points from their dead bodies.

It was on another dimension compared to the puny amount of health points drained by the necromancers.

In the Morata Defense meeting, this was one of the topics that required countermeasures.

“The problem is that the dragon will continue recovering its health pool. No casualties is impossible while fighting against the dragon. Even if all the players use the Brazier of Sacrifice, death will be inevitable.”

“We could kill the dragon by enhancing our attacks and kill it before it gets the chance to recover… But even if we concentrate our attacks, it will be extremely difficult in such a small window.”

“The dragon’s magic resistant is innately high, so we must rely on the warriors but it will take time.”

Weed suggested a simple solution to Arkhim and Myul’s concern.

“Dark magic has a fatal weakness. We just need to exploit it well. Much like a necromancer spell, Life Siphon of the Dead requires corpses. So, we just have to blow them up.”


The corpses could be purified with divine spells,but that was a much simpler method.

The general consensus deemed that the necromancers were useless in the fight against the dragon.

“Corpse Explosion! Corpse Explosion!”

The necromancers were forced to learn Corpse Explosion.

To reduce damage to the vicinity, it was better to have the novice players take part.

They blew up the corpses immediately and prevented Kaybern from recovering.

The grounds closest to Kaybern with dead guild members were especially dangerous.

Krobidyun and Jean used Undead Summon to raise doom knights in locations with many corpses.

– Master, I am at your orders.

– I am searching for the enemy.

The Doom Knights under the necromancers’ command attacked Kaybern.

They served as distractions from the front where it was most dangerous.

The Hermes Guild members only focused on the battle.

With Bard Ray leading them, they were pouncing on Kaybern that just used a breath.

‘I can do it.’

‘I can succeed in this dragon hunt.’

All of the Hermes Guild members fighting head to head alongside the support units, the assault squad that had not yet engaged and the observing players suddenly felt that victory was obtainable. 

“Life that sprouts. Show me all that exists in your boundaries. View Life Force!”

Krobidyun confirmed that Kaybern’s health pool was at 54%.

– Krobidyun: It is at half health. If we keep this up, if we keep attacking, we will win!

The hearts of the guild members were completely filled with fighting spirit.

To win against the mighty dragon.

All firepower was concentrated and it wouldn’t be long before the remaining half is depleted.

Bard Ray: The world had forgotten. We are the Hermes Guild!

Bard Ray’s message appeared in the guild channel.


“Hermes Guild for eternity!”

The guild members in the dragon hunt all shouted in unison and charged.

(To be continued…)

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V57C4P1 – The Great War

Par mimosab

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The elites organized separately within the Hermes Guild, the guild members that signed up to use the Brazier of Sacrifice were gathered in Yellowy Square.

“Brazier of Sacrifice, I will offer 50 levels and 10,000 health points. Grant me strength!”

“Brazier of Sacrifice·····.”


The Hermes guild members were enveloped with flourishing fire.

The Brazier of Sacrifice provided them with immense power!

The main forces of the Hermes Guild over level 500 were burning away their levels and health points.

“My body is light. It feels like a feather but overwhelmingly powerful.”

“I can’t get used to this. I’m just walking but it’s so much quicker than before. I wonder how my skills will turn out?”

“By the level discrepancy, I would say we got about six times stronger.”

“This means we can muster a head-on charge against the dragon. I can put up a good fight right now.”

The players who used the brazier made their pledge of determination.

Burning 50 levels was not an easy decision even for these players.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the losses were final. Therefore they had to take the dragon down.

“Still, we should still be careful. The dragon’s magic is not something you can tank.”

“I’m sure it will be alright as long as it’s not a direct hit.”

“I’m a warrior, so I would be able to withstand physical attacks.”

The giant knight Boemong led them.

“We will wait. As you all know already, we will be sent in once Kaybern’s dark magic is down.”

10,000 elites warmed up lightly as they waited to be fielded.

“Wear this.”

The Mapan merchants arrived and laid down some equipment.

They were items from Kaybern’s lair that could be worn by humans over level 800!

“Are you giving them to us?”

“No. You must return them once the battle is over. Here. You must sign the lease paper. If you want to rent them again, please call the Mapan merchant council.”

“You can borrow equipment?”

“They are not free. They have set prices.”

The Hermes Guild members were amazed with the Mapan equipment.

Some of them were over the level restriction of 900, and what was most popular were the weapons.

All warriors had the thirst for the most powerful weapon with the highest attack damage.

Meanwhile, Kaybern’s dark magic activated near the Bingryeong Square.

– Mirror of Fate!

“Alright, let’s get going. It’s our time to fight.”

“Move out!”


Mirror of Fate.

The ultimate dark magic spell that returns the cumulative damage taken over the last 10 minutes and reflects it against all enemies near the caster!

The countless Hermes Guild members in battle turned grey and dissipated all at once.

Just moments after, Kaybern activated a life replenishing spell as expected.

– Life Siphon of the Dead!

Kaybern absorbed the health points of everyone who died in battle. From every corner of Morata, ash-like streams of aura surged and were absorbed by the dragon’s body.

The body rich in wounds recovered unbelievably quickly and the fractured scales were restored; such a perfect recovery that instilled despair in the players who had been fighting valiantly until that moment.

– Humans, bow down before my greatness!

Kaybern roared with vigor.

The absolute power of dark magic was unexplainable with the standards of typical magic.

The Black Dragon possessed both attack power and an absurd recovery speed, making it even more difficult of a creature to hunt.

However, the Hermes Guild too had been waiting for this moment.

“You all have bided your time well. Now is the time for the real fight.”

Bard Ray shouted. Then the Hermes Guild members responded and raised their weapons high.

– The dragon will meet its end by our hands!

The guild members that were hiding inside the buildings began bolting out.

The fighting power in the early stages were average level within the guild. They displayed fabulous skills but still had more in the kit.

Many players had already died in the great city of Morata.

The dragon was capable of absorbing health points with dark magic, so they played the battle out to test the waters and waited for the corpses and mana to be used up.


“The dragon will now meet its fate!”

The players that used the Brazier of Sacrifice at Yellowy Square were assisted by flight magic spells and arrived at the spot.

Bard Ray drew his sword. The Glacial Sword sealed with the legend!

< You have equipped the Glacial Sword.

The cold aura seeping from the sword reduces your health points by 100 each second.

Your attacks deal an additional 120 Ice type attack damage.

Consecutive successful attacks will weaken the enemy’s magic resistance and apply complete freeze.

Frozen enemies are immobilized.

Attacks against giant monsters deal 4x damage.

+52 to all stats.

Slows enemies within 5 meter radius.

Perseverance enhanced by 20%.

Skills: Frost Field, Blizzard, Ice Storm, Glacial Impact, Freezing Breath are now available.

The Glacial Sword is dormant.

Awakening the sword in a raging battle will activate a random ice type magic spell on the enemy. >

The sword he obtained when he became an Ironblood warrior; there was no other that could match this sword in all of the guild’s storage.

His hand that gripped the Glacial Sword froze over slightly.

Bard Ray, holding the Glacial Sword covered in white frost, threw his hand high and shouted.

– All charge!

Morata was instantly filled with the shouts from the crowd of guild members.

“To start off… Ice Storm!”

Bard Ray activated a skill sealed inside the sword to signal the start of the war.

A skill that summoned the Ice storm that blows in the Northern regions of Versailles was used against Kaybern.

*  Woo-woo-woosh! *

The winds of the storm born from the ground enveloped Kaybern.

Ice shards revolved in a 500 meter radius and caused damage to the dragon’s body.

“Sword of Nature!”

This time, the secret sword technique split the sky.

*  C-c-c-c-crack! *

Suspenseful sounds came from the sky and soon, thousands of lightning streaks struck Kaybern.

– It is surprising that a human could wield such power. But how dare you direct it at me!

Even Kaybern was astonished by the powerful offensive skill!

After Bard Ray used the Brazier of Sacrifice, his level was over 1,100 when he used the secret sword technique.

He was also equipped with equipment and accessories that enhanced the power of nature.

On top of this, 10,000 players who used the brazier charged into battle.

It was a force that just might succeed in hunting the dragon!

“I can’t trail behind.”

“I won’t hand over the dragon to anybody!”

“The lord seat is just before my eyes.”

The guild members charged boldly at the dragon.

The dragon’s forelegs and tail struck them but they either blocked or leaped over them and continued their advance.

“It’s manageable.”

“It hurts but one hit won’t kill me!”

The Ice Storm and Thunder Strike swept the dragon, but the dragon held up and kept attacking.

* Dum! Dum! Dum! *

The bards led by Marey positioned themselves at the opposite end of the city.

♪♫♬ We sing.

Of victory, honor, love and of the future.

WIth light and joy,

And the courage within, we stand. ♬♫♪

In between the high buildings they had had hidden performance stages with instruments installed.

The performance in the boundless plain.

They used the bard secret technique and spread a pure, honest melody.

♪♫♬  For those opposing the foolish dragon that brings destruction.

The power and courage of the warrior

Is sung by all.♬♫♪

They were a group of thousand bards who passed through an audition.

They encouraged the Hermes Guild members by playing together.

“Recover from all pain and wounds. Sacred Healing!”

“Healing Touch!”

“Heaven’s Light!’


The support from the priests materialised from all around.

The Hermes Guild members kept flashing with light as their health points and stamina were replenished.

“Flames of Blood!”

“Armor of Darkness!”


“Dark Counter!”

The shamans and sorcerers followed up with their buff rituals.

If they could hold down the dragon, they could receive the most powerful assistance from all over Morata


Bard Ray charged through the Ice Storm and Thunder Strike. He equipped himself once again with high-level equipment he prepared to hunt down the dragon

“Power of Creation, Dark Knight Strike, Another Sword!”

He activated the skills that could be called his originals and jumped at the dragon.

“Spear of Annihilation!”

“Empowered Commandment!”

“The Seeker’s Arrow!”

“Piercing Flash!”

At that exact moment, countless ranged attacks were fired at Kaybern.

Bard Ray and his personal guards witnessed Hermes Guild members collapsing all around Kaybern.

– Mere humans. Grand Rupture!

Kaybern, seemingly caught off guard by the sudden attack, chose to cast the ultimate fire magic spell this time.

Raging explosions and waves of fire waged in a several hundred meter radius and engulfed the guild members.

Still, the warriors pushed through with their bodies inflamed. The damages were significant but they did not die.

< The Ironblood resists the vicious fire.

Health points reduced by 31,397.

Ultimate Perseverance reduced damage taken by 86%.

Additional fire damage is nullified. >

Bard Ray stuck his sword in Kaybern’s foreleg and climbed on top of its back.

“Singularity Attack!”

A technique that aimed for a single spot!

It was a skill that he learned to use on the giant monster after having seen Weed perform it.

“Soul-crossing Strike!”

He even activated the skill that consumed stamina and health points and boosted his attack power over 400% temporarily.

After he advanced into the Ironblood warrior, he possessed even more health points and stamina and therefore there was no need to be stingy with the brazier of sacrifice.

Each time Bard Ray stuck down with his sword, the area around the spot started to freeze.

“Protect Bard Ray-nim!”

“We need to distract the dragon, so just keep attacking!”

The guild members carried on the relentless attack from the ground, and many more followed after Bard Ray and climbed on top of his back and head.

– Get off of me! Dark Eruption!

An aura of darkness grew from the Black Dragon and coated its body.

It was a spell that allowed Kaybern to recover its own health points and attacked its enemies simultaneously.

Arkhim: Disengage that dark magic spell!

“Light of Judgment!”

“Virtuous Purification!”

“Angel’s Blade!”

There were paladins among the guild members on Kaybern. They instantly cast their divine spells and weakened dark magic..

Hundreds of these spells tore down Kaybern’s darkness.

– Get off!

Kaybern shook its body and flapped its wings, but more guild members clambered on top of him than those that fell off.

“We must not give it time to cast the next dark magic spell.”

“Keep hitting. Players out of mana must step back so others can attack!”

A life and death battle was taking place around the dragon.

The warriors that used the brazier focused on attacking the wings.

The magic spells and arrows leased from the distance struck Kaybern and exploded.

The ranged attacks did not cause great damage, but some that occasionally missed the mark demolished buildings and ruined the ground.

The mages in the Hermes Guild also poured their mana into the offensive.

Bard Ray kept stabbing away at Kaybern’s back and cried out.

– We will be victorious. Do not stop attacking!

With every sword slash and spear stab, the damage on Kaybern multiplied.

The attacks from the players under the brazier’s effects destroyed the dragon’s scales and blood spewed from the wounds. 

Regardless, Kaybern retaliated in anger and the players were kicked and whipped by its legs and tail.

* Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! *

When Kaybern ran, hundreds were planted into the earth.

Gaushu: Players who have used the brazier, do not engage from the front. What we need is not defense, but offense!

Those players circled around to the sides and the rear.

The common guild members were the ones to defend the front.

They were sent into the most dangerous grounds, but pushed restlessly with their shields aligned.

(To be continued…)

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V57C3P3 – Kaybern’s Rage

Par mimosab

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– How pesky and foolish you are! Mere humans thinking they could defeat me!

The buildings of Morata were kicked around by Kaybern’s feet. Buildings quite a distance away also fell apart from the shock and effects of the magic spells.

“K-ugh. The buildings that I built with my sweat and blood…”

Weed felt his money dissipating into thin air and despaired.

Spectating a fight was the most enjoyable experience, but the playing field had to be Morata of all places!

– You are all truly insignificant! All of you, die!

Kaybern roared under the burden of their concentrated attacks and sent out a wave of Dragon Fear.

< Your physical abilities are restrained under the Dragon Fear.

You feel an inevitable presence and fear.

Health points are reduced by 36%.

Paralysis spreads throughout the body.

Movement hindered!

You are immobilized for 9 seconds.

Lack of Wisdom hinders use of skills by 87%.

Skills consume more mana and have a higher chance of failure. >

The Hermes Guild members that were fighting formidably fell under paralysis and fear all at once. The roads were pulled apart like rugs and the buildings crumbled to the ground once again.

“D-Dragon Fear…”

“Wow… This is incredible!”

The spectators in Morata felt their breath tightening even from afar, soon collapsing to their death. All the novice players within a 1km radius that did not evacuate in time were massacred.

The Hermes Guild members also suffered great damage. Still, their experience meant that they were well prepared.

They had already fully equipped themselves with equipment that enhanced Fighting Spirit and moved quickly due to blessing spells from the priests.

“Keep attacking! Don’t give room for the dragon to recover its mana!”

Under the orders of the commanders, the Hermes Guild members fought onwards.

They were putting everything they had against the greatest enemy that was the dragon.

The hextech cannons placed on top of the defense towers also began activating.


Cannon shots of light flew and pierced into the dragon’s body.

“Archers. Fire!”

The combination of melee fighters and the flurry of arrows from the archers stationed on every rooftop. The mages too chanted their spells and fired hundreds each second. Fierce firepower was concentrated on the dragon.

“It’s truly bitter that Morata had to be the battleground for a war of this scale.”

Weed was in pain as he watched the destruction of the buildings.

The shantytowns in various locations within the city were emitting black smoke.

The buildings around the dragon were completely destroyed, and magic spells were exploding one after another; no building in sight was intact.

“If we overcome the dragon, I’m sure we will be able to rebuild the city by selling every bone we take from it.”

The dragon’s bones were the most dense material for weapon crafting. From the negotiation with the Hermes Guild, the materials from the dragon’s corpse was to be used to fund repairs to the city.

“Naive folks… I hope they won’t get ripped off.”

It was only natural that most of the materials would be misappropriated due to things like overestimating the construction costs!

Even the Hermes Guild that reigned over the Central Continent would have never experienced such embezzlement.

– Pale: The assault squad is awaiting combat. The Hermes Guild sure fights well even without using the Brazier of Sacrifice.

Pale, equipped with legendary level archer armor and the high-elf bow crafted from the World Tree, led the ranged unit of the assault squad. He had obtained the World Tree Bow after rescuing the elves.

Weed spoke while his eyes were fixated on Kaybern.

“Mmm. We trained the assault squad diligently but it seems that the Hermes Guild still exceeds us in terms of combat power. There is no group better at killing boss monsters than they do.”

He felt refreshed each time a Hermes Guild member died but he also yearned for the quick defeat of Kaybern.

Pale: Shouldn’t we move onto stage 2 right about now and use the Brazier?

“That call is for Bard Ray or Arkhim to make.”

The Hermes Guild still opted not to use the Brazier of Sacrifice. It was a matter that needed to be determined firsthand in battle.

“I guess it would be wise to use up its mana. It’s quite the scale though, this battle.”

– Pale: Will Kaybern continue to fight us on the ground?

“Judging by the progress, I believe so. It will have great faith in its dark magic.”

Although the attack of the Hermes Guild was fierce, the dragon was a mighty creature.

The magic spells were almost powerless despite their dazzling effect.

There was a definite reason as to why Kaybern kept the fight on the ground.

– Hail of Darkness!

Kaybern activated the ultimate dark magic spell.

It was a spell that sacrificed the lost health points and the dead during the battle.

The darkness spread like a pulse in water and sucked out the health points of the Hermes Guild members.

“Divine Barrier!”

“Sacred Affection!”

“Magic Reflect”

The Hermes Guild was prepared for the Hail of Darkness. The blessings and protection spells from the priests withstood against it, but thousands of players died regardless.

The brutal dark magic reduced their forces greatly.

“Do not fall back! Push!”

“Climb on top of it.”

The warriors of the Hermes Guild were bold as ever, even after witnessing the magic at work.

Taking advantage of the period of calm after the massive AOE magic spell had been cast, they climbed onto the dragon’s legs and wings. 

“I am Slater! Shocking Smash!”

“Have a taste of the Piercing Flash from I, Ultar!”

Out of my sight!

Kaybern flipped its body and flapped its wings but the clinging warriors did not stop attacking. They stuck to the dragon like leeches and whenever it was inattentive, more Hermes Guild members climbed to attack.

– I am sick of this. Absolute Explosion!

Kaybern activated an ultimate fire magic spell this time.

Small red dots formed near the dragon and spread rapidly into a huge explosion.

Several hundred of the Hermes Guild members were scorched to ashes along with Slater and Ultar but even more of them charged at the dragon.

“Wind Walk!”

“Guardian of the Sword!”

“Star Wish!”

The players with the priests’ blessings projected their spears and swung their swords.

Each attack from Kaybern inflicted damage to several hundred players both on the ground and in the sky.


“K-hmm. Incredible.”

“As expected of the Hermes Guild.”

Mibullo, Drago, Miretas were observing the fight from the tower in the faraway Yellowy Square.

These three individuals were at the pinnacle of architecture, sewing and farming respectively.

They were a good 3, 4 km away but the dragon was sizable despite the distance.

“Something is coming this way.”

“Avoid it!”

At times, a magic spell landed somewhere nearby. Dozens of buildings crumbled and turned into a huge fire, but were dealt with immediately by players.

Miretas asked out of curiosity.

“There are so many people. How many are still left inside Morata?”

“I’m not certain but… Most of my acquaintances stayed inside.”

For Drago, Morata was his usual stage.

He knew many players and most of them could not resist observing close up.

“They could die…”

“This kind of scene doesn’t come twice in one lifetime. No one can tell if there will be another fight against the dragon.”

Mibullo had a frown all along.

“They failed to lure Kaybern into the target location. The traps we laid in Bingryeong Square will not be utilized.”

The architects made great preparations for this battle.

They reinforced the buildings and constructed defense facilities in case of a street battle, but at Bingryeong Square they installed a special trap.

After Kaybern’s arrival, the entire square would collapse.

Underneath were sharp spears stuck upside down. They were made from the extreme high-grade metal alloy crafted by the union of Morata’s blacksmiths!

Cursed artifacts were scavenged from all across the continents and used by shamans to cast debuff rituals for giant monsters.

It was a collaborative project of architects and blacksmiths, but it seemed to have been for nothing.

“Oh. It’s firing again!”

“It’s fired.”

The players watching in Morata were able to see them; the hextech cannons installed at various locations in the city!

The mana charging cannons at once shot blinding light towards Kaybern.


– Kwaaaaargh! Humans. You brought some pesky devices.

< Hextech Cannon

It charges through the mana of mages and fires a ranged projectile with no elemental attribute.

Physical damage is weak, but it possesses an extremely powerful level of penetration. >

Every time the light from the hextech cannon landed, the enormous dragon stumbled and was knocked back. The dragon’s scales, that looked like a wave of jewels, fractured.

The cannons were discovered in a dungeon with an ancient artifact by the Hermes Guild.

There was no particular reason for not using it. There had simply been no need to do so until now.

In a war, mages and their magic spells were much more effective and were used for a much wider application.

Hextech cannons on the other hand had to be installed in a fixed station, were too heavy for transport and consumed a substantial amount of mana upon use.

Its only advantage was in penetrating the defense of a powerful enemy, which would not be necessary when fighting common monsters.

“4th artillery, 5th artillery. Fire!”

With Arkhim’s orders, the mages fired the fully charged cannons.

– I will slaughter you all!

Kaybern mobilized towards the location of the hextech cannon.

The Hermes Guild members on the ground kept up their attack and climbed on top of its legs and back.


The perfect strategy was unfolding against the dragon.

“The dragon’s act is something. I would have fallen for it if this was the first battle against the lizard.”

Bard Ray objectively observed his guild members fight.

What was the reason for Kaybern sticking to the ground?

For the overly hostile Black Dragon, the best strategy was always to sacrifice its own wounds and quickly plenish its dark magic.

“When the time comes, it will activate either the Mirror of Fate that reflects all damage or cast a lifestealing spell.”

The Hermes Guild had made detailed analysis of the dragon and dark magic.

Life siphoning the casualties; the dark magic that drained health points from corpses.

It was the ultimate dark magic spell that could instantly replenish the dragon’s huge health pool.

It was a whole other level from how the necromancers recovered their health points in small quantities from the undead, but there were downsides.

They searched through all historical references and confirmed the prerequisites for activation which was that there be a huge number of corpses and that a large quantity of mana be consumed.

“Life that sprouts. Unveil the mysteries of life itself! View Life Force!”

Necromancer Grovidun was first to sacrifice his own level and health points into the Brazier of Sacrifice. He adjusted his level to 1000, offered a dark magic ritual and forcefully took a look at the dragon’s health points.

Black Dragon Kaybern

Born from the abyss…

… ….. Death… King… At the castle…..

“….. …”

“Human…..  …”

“….. …”

… Destruction…, … Blood is….., ….. …….

Kaybern….. ……

Health points: 86%/100%

Mana: 71%/100%

Grovidun confirmed the dragon’s status and relayed it on the guild channel.

“Health points at 86%, mana is at 71%!”

After several ultimate magic spells, it still possessed two thirds of its mana!

Even though the warriors and mages of the Hermes Guild had poured out their attacks relentlessly, they only reduced a small portion of its health points.

The dragon was wreaking havoc around the battlefield and its high physical and magic resistances were the reason. Bard Ray and the Hermes Guild also expected it.

They already realized back in Garnav Plains that even players over level 500 were incapable of defeating the dragon.

(To be continued…)

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V57C3P2 – Kaybern’s Rage

Par mimosab

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“Stop the dragon!”

Weed tossed Van Hawk into Kaybern’s mouth.

Despite being a high rank undead abyss knight, it remained impossible to face the dragon alone. But, there was an underlying trick.

– Pwack!

Kaybern spat out Van Hawk and howled in rage.

– How dare a lowly undead dirty my mouth!

The dragon despised the undead!

For the dragon, Death Knights and lowly skeletons were all equally unpleasant, even if it was just for an instant, the dragon was infuriated.

– I must… protect the master.

Van Hawk was ejected harshly onto the ground and lifted his sword nobly.

The Death Knight stood firm against the massive Black Dragon!

His old cloak was ripped in many places and fluttered anxiously in the wind; his helm and armor were imperfect but were bolstered by the strength of his will.

– Dark Fighting Spirit!

Van Hawk emitted a smoke-like fighting spirit and raised his attack power.

– Devastating Charge!


The courageous Van Hawk was instantly recalled by the force of Kaybern’s stomp.

In that moment, Weed hung off the leg of Torido who had transformed into a bat and was able to escape the effects of the Glacial Cage.

– You will not get away!

Kaybern wrecked the ice pillars with its body and began the chase once again.

The ground was a slippery ice rink that Kaybern crushed completely beneath its heavy steps.

“Torido, I have a task for you.”

– Anything except for charging at the dragon. Say it, master.

“Do exactly that.”

– Just pull my fangs out instead.

“Yeah, I outta pull them out and toss you to the dragon.”

Torido quickly transformed back to vampire form.

– Blood Torrent!

– Insolent vampire… Chain Explosion!

He delayed Kaybern for about 2 seconds before being scorched to a crisp.

– You run pretty well for a dwarf rat! Explosion! Explosion! Explosion!

Weed’s path began to sink 30 meters down.

The buildings sank along with the ground!

It was like an obstacle course, but there was Kaybern close on his tail.

“Four-legged Srint!”

He shifted directions, leapt and travelled through the dimensional gate consecutively, causing confusion.

Kaybern, after seeing Weed escape like a slippery eel, used a guided fire magic spell.

– Flames, respond to my call. Burn down my enemy!

The aura of fire swept in from every direction and ignited Weed’s body.


– Squirm more. You lowly dwarf!

“K-aaagh. Ahhhh!”

Weed kept his head forward and ran vigorously even with his body on fire.


< You are suffering from the purification of fire.

Health points decrease by 570 per second. >

‘This much is not too big a loss for me.’

He took very little fire damage due to the Goblet of Flames. He acted like he was in pain as he ran towards the Bingryeong Square.

His suffering seemed so real he could win an Oscar.

He became a living flame, tripping over his feet and even rolling on the ground. Still, he passed through dimensional gates and ran consistently.

– Stop right there! Soul Shackles!

< Your soul was forcefully chained.

Movement speed is reduced by 85%.

Combat ability and health points are reduced the further you travel from the current position. >

He fell under a restraint spell with just 400 meters between him and the townsquare!

The effects of Glacial Cage had not worn off completely either.

Weed utilized the dimensional gate but his speed was slow as a turtle.

Swift Coldwind: Kaybern is closing in fast.

Through the rumbling of the earth, he felt the presence of Kaybern.

Morata’s concrete roads shattered like puzzle pieces and buildings were knocked down by the impact of the dragon’s body.

‘What to do… What if I use Time Sculpting?’

The battle against the dragon was only just beginning and he was already resorting to Time Sculpting 

– I have you now!

A moment of hesitation allowed Kaybern to catch up to him.

The enormous dragon’s charge even on the ground was formidably quick.

Swift Coldwind: K-Kaybern is… You have to get away right now!

“This is a do or die now…”

As Weed turned his head to look behind him, Kaybern’s long jaws spread open like a flytrap and approached rapidly. The fangs were clearly visible, and the odor was disgusting.

Oberon: Weed-nim! It’s me!

That instant, the voice of heaven fell upon him.


A steel spear sliced through the wind!

Oberon’s spear barely missed the dragon’s left eye and stuck into its face.

– Dwarf! A dwarf again!

Kaybern checked the wound on its face and fumed with rage.

The Hermes Guild members that were waiting in Bingryeong Square were all positioned on the building roofs.

“We’ll take it from here.”

Bard Ray’s words sounded like a pledge.


The Hermes Guild had joined together with the Arpen Empire.

Their pride as Royal Road’s most powerful warriors remained.

‘We fought against the entire continent and lost. That isn’t something just any guild can do.’

‘Arpen Empire’s great lords? Who do they think they are? The clowns that couldn’t even meet eyes with us during Haven’s reign have met a good era.’

‘The Hermes Guild is the top. Our time will come again. I will make sure it does.’

With Bard Ray as the center, Arkhim, Boemong, Greiden, Gaushu, Lamifter and more. Players infamous across the continents were common in the Hermes Guild.

In order to protect the Haven territory and maintain their factions, they decided to take the hands of the Arpen Empire.

They heard enough of Lafaye’s concerns about the Hermes Guild splitting apart and weakening significantly. These were legitimate issues.

‘Still, if everything goes according to plan, where is the fun in that?’

‘If we have the sword in hand, we can deal with any variables that may rise. There is no guarantee that the Arpen Empire won’t fall just as we did.’

‘We are the best. We will grow our forces from inside the Arpen Empire and wait for the next opportunity.’

The commanders and lords of the Hermes Guild did not give up.

After the defeat at Garnav plains, they were disheartened. But their situation wasn’t that bad.

It was the greatest faction filled with players with the best skills.

If they were to display their true power in the dragon hunt they could mesmerize all players, so that the name of the Hermes Guild would shine once again.

Meanwhile, they had to stay under the influence of the Arpen Empire, but competition against the other great lords was plain meaningless.

“All make preparations for battle.”

When Bard Ray’s order came, the Hermes Guild members were already prepared for combat.

Even when the dragon was causing utter destruction, they weren’t afraid but instead they held their breath for the right moment. They believed they stood a chance if a perfect net could be set up.

Gaushu held up the Spear of Death.

“I’m sorry for Lancelot but… Weed’s presence is on another level. I’m sure he will understand us doing a little bit to save Weed.”

Slaughter Calcus held a sword in each hand.

One was for thrusting into the dragon’s body. It was a demon sword that leeched the enemy’s blood and health points and converted them into damage.

It was a weapon that was sealed for a long time, but he unveiled it for the dragon.

“We could abandon Lancelot, but not Weed-nim; what we do must be for the future of our Hermes Guild.”

If Weed were to die in the battle against the dragon and the Hermes Guild come out ahead, the outcome was clear. Those already despised by the world would be surrounded by all sorts of dark rumors.

Bard Ray: We will prove our strength so no one will dare question us. That is the way of the guild that I lead. Understand?

The Hermes Guild had gathered with the intention to win against the dragon.

They did not think of any other possibilities.

Indeed, they had complete confidence to come out as winners.

They were Royal Road’s most powerful warriors.

‘My sword is the only thing I trust.’

The god warrior Bard Ray commanded them.

In politics, territorial expansion and many other fields, they had always walked the path of conquest.


Weed was able to slip away as the Hermes Guild began their engagememt.

“Watching a fight is always fun.”

The Hermes Guild vs. the Black Dragon Kaybern!

A truly intriguing fight.

It wasn’t at the Bingryeong Square where they originally planned, but the main street close to the shopping district which would all be turned flat with the start of battle.

– Cavalry advance!

The Hermes Guild cavalry pointed their spears and began galloping forward.


The steeds had their eyes covered with patches and earmuffs.

It was to prevent them from sensing the dragon’s presence to ensure that they only respond to the knight’s orders.

The knights from every street corner joined at the main road and charged at the dragon.

“Ready spears!”


The knights released their spears in one motion, sending them soaring toward the dragon.

– Raging fire, Global Thunder!

Kaybern cast advanced fire, thunder, dark magic, ice and wind type spells wildly.

AOE spells ranging from dozens to hundreds of meters in radius caused huge explosions.


Morata’s buildings fell like sand castles and knights were flung into the air.

With each strike of lightning the road was carved deep and dirt flew all over the ground.

Dozens of electrified players fell simultaneously.

“It will be dangerous but stick as close as you can!”

“The wings are our first priority. Do not go for the body, but its wings.”

Thousands of Hermes Guild members gathered on the rooftops.

They swung their weapons from the ground and also flew through the sky and latched onto the dragon’s body.

“Power Smash!”

“Take this on for size. Piercing Pain!”

The skills used by the Hermes Guild members were fantastic

Rankers famous throughout the continent were common to see.

It was worth noting that the players who succeeded in climbing on top of the dragon used only three skills.

The Hermes Guild conquered the Central Continent and acquired various powerful combat skills. They were using the skills with the highest penetration possible.

Weed watched from afar, impressed by the spectacle.

“They do fight well. They were well prepared it seems… Like diligent students that poured everything into the exam preparation. That is why they had the Central Continent in the palm of their hands.”

With each spell cast by Kaybern, hundreds of players died.

– Imprudent humans… Wind Slash!

Even then, the Hermes Guild refused to let up, proving that they had earned their reputation.

“It’s doable. Everyone on the offensive!”

“Kill the dragon! I will take the honor!”

Back at Garnav Plains, their morale had been at its worst even before the war began, but now that they were fully prepared, it was an entirely different story.

– 1,000 lords of the Arpen Empire!

With a good show in just one battle, they could become lords. It was well worth betting their lives. All the broadcast stations and the viewers were excited.

– That is the real side of the Hermes Guild.

– They have regained some of their image from when they reigned over Versailles.

– Still, they didn’t reach the North. They got their butts handed to them.

– The guild is strong because of a minority of elite members… Well not really a minority because it’s certain that they are the strongest faction. No one can fight as well against the dragon as they are doing.

– The assault squad of the Central Continent players also fight well.

– Nah… There is still a gap in skills. I bet the Hermes Guild ran boss monster raids thousands of times.

They fought so valiantly that it drew out cheers from the viewers.

Whenever the Hermes Guild members got overwhelmed by magic or got killed by the swing of the dragon’s tail, the heat of battle raged even more violently.

(To be continued…)

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V57C3P1 – Kaybern’s Rage

Par mimosab

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– Worthless humans. Try and resist this!

Kaybern whipped its tail and kicked down the buildings that were raised in Morato, leaving nothing but dust in its wake.


“Run, run away!”

People scattered like ants with each building that crumbled.

When they saw Kaybern, they froze in their spots.

– Humans, bearers of the seed of sin. Uphold my mighty presence until your dying moments.

Kaybern enjoyed watching the terrified humans.

– Gravity reinforcement!

At once, the weight of everything in sight became 5 times greater.

The players were crushed to the ground, the buildings crashing and demolished simultaneously. The pillars broke in pieces and scattered everywhere.

“The magic reached all the way here…”

“Hurry and get out of here!”

Morata had the highest population in all of Versailles.

The novice players that comprised most of the population did not evacuate the city.

The hope of witnessing both Weed and Bard Ray in action gathered even the people from the Central continent and Rohaim Kingdom.

Some of the players that gathered over several days had escaped out the city gate, but the majority had ignored the evacuation order and stood right inside.


“H-have to get to Bingryeong Square…”

“My house! The financing isn’t over yet.”

“What is this? Seriously!”

– Flame Shock!

Kaybern’s magic ripped through the city and killed close to a thousand players and the impact caused hundreds of buildings to collapse.

The players outside the range of the magic spell began to run in panic.

– Humans, you are amusing. Faster, run faster!

Kaybern set up a wall of fire and trapped the players. Then it swung its forelegs and tail, continuing the slaughter.

– Chain Flames of Blood!

The players caught on fire and exploded.

When the streets were finally devoid of players, the Black Dragon destroyed the nearest buildings and murdered the players that scrambled outside!

Morata was quickly becoming a ruin like the middle of a movie of natural disaster.

“We are going to get caught!”

“This is nonsense.”

“Let’s get away for now!”

The players too knew that the battle was turning for the worst because of themselves.

There were some that smartly turned towards Bingryeong Square, but most couldn’t run far before they got snatched by Kaybern.

– Magic Storm!

The power of mana developed into a twister under the dragon’s magic.

Despite being an intermediate level magic spell, it created a magic storm that spanned over dozens of meters in radius, destroying structures in its path.

“Damn it all!”

Reverse bolted outside as soon as the building in which he was hiding began to shake violently, as he had to avoid being buried under it.

“Of all places in this huge city, why does it have to be my house?!”

In a normal, peaceful timeline, he would have observed the battle in reality while drinking a cup of sweet hot chocolate.

However, he started Royal Road in Morata and he wanted to experience a massive war entirely. His desire led to the purchase of a house near the Hill of the Artist with an open view. He felt with his skin the saying that one needed to own a house in Morata to be truly associated as a citizen of the city.

The house that he decorated with ornaments from the market was destroyed by Kaybern’s magic spell and now all that was left was survival.

“I hope I can safely get away from this.”

He had faith in the few equipment he had bought with real currency.

The Mustang Boots that he purchased off the auction site boosted the acceleration greatly once the wearer began running.

“I just have to avoid being seen. Then I need to get away as far as possible.”

Since other players were around, he believed he would get to safety if he turned into a nearby corner of the street. Still, despite how distant the dragon was, he was made to realise just how low level he was.

You have confronted an absolute terror that paralyses even the soul.

Health points decreased by 94%.

Mana has been locked.

All skills are silenced.

Your body has been immobilized.

Terrifying pressure is being applied.

540 health points decrease per second.

“What the hell is this?”

He felt like a mouse running from a cat.

The low level players died on their own just by being in proximity of the dragon!

“For all the ways to die, that is just…”

Reverse squirmed to free himself, quickly realizing that it was futile and gave up all hope of survival. He had to accept the fate of standing frozen and get swept away by Kaybern’s spell aimed at other players.

By the looks of it, other novice players shared the same fate.

“Hahaha. The dragon is really strong.”

“agreed. I can’t really ask to be saved.”

Players that were able to run at all were not complete novice players, but had some backbone.

The ones rooted to the ground or taking laborious steps were undoubtedly novice players.

Reverse and the other novices exchanged eye contact and smiled bitterly. Magic was in control of the surrounding and it seemed impossible to survive.

“I believe we’ve met before. Aren’t you the man next door?’

“Yes I am.”

“It seems this is our end.”

“I planned to spectate in Morata, but I guess I have to watch through the broadcast.”

He conversed with the neighbors in lost hope, but it was that moment!

– Listen up you smoked lizard! I, Weedhand, who robbed your house, am here!

A powerful shout echoed from far away!

Kaybern in the middle of stomping a building with its forepaw turned in the direction of the shout.

– You robbed my lair? Dwarf!

The Black Dragon spanned its massive wings.

Powerful winds swooped through its surroundings and put out some of the fire.

– I was looking for you even if it meant killing every last dwarf on this planet. At last I found you!

The dragon did not linger on the players it was slaughtering up until that moment. It immediately surged hundreds of meters into the sky and flew to the origin of the dwarf’s voice.

< The excruciating pressure has been lifted.

34 health points will recover per second. >

The novices caught their breath and spoke.

“Are we alive?”

“The dragon left.”

“You’re right. We barely survived.”

Reverse could not move just yet, but he did escape death. Soon enough the paralysis would lift. More importantly, he saw players climbing to the roofs of the hideouts.

The players that hid and ran rushed out to the streets.

“Weed-nim! Weed-nim called out Kaybern”

“Woah! Kaybern is about to attack.”

“It’s Weed vs. Kaybern!”


Weed expected that Kaybern would react.

‘I’m sure the appearance of the lair robber drew some attention.’

He used a roar to reach Kaybern’s ears.

– Listen up you smoked lizard! I, Weedhand, who robbed your house, am here!

The players screamed, buildings collapsed and magic spells exploded.

All sorts of noises fogged up the battlefield and there was room for some incoherency.

– Kaybern. I’m going to kick your a…

Weed was not even half way from reaching the Hill of the Artist, but he saw Kaybern flying up.

– Dwarf!

It was a sound packed with fury that could be heard all across Morata.

Countless players ran across the vast city.

Kaybern’s vengeful dark eyes were projected precisely on Weed.

– I finally found you!

The ground-trembling voice of the dragon was menacing like the boosted audio from a horror film.

The dragon spoke with the blazing buildings of Morata under its black wings.

It was a feeling of intense pressure!

– In the name of dragons, I will shred you into a thousand pieces, dwarf!

Kaybern began its descent immediately after its speech. It was at incredible speed.

“I knew I got its attention, but it’s going to be a disaster if I screw this up.”

Weed quickly rolled his eyes.

The Hill of the Artist was still quite the distance away and so was the Bingryeong Square. He was caught awkwardly somewhere in the middle of these two locations while Kaybern was flying towards him.

“Kaybern, I too was waiting for you!”

Weed boastfully drew the Loa sword for the time being.

‘Me fighting here alone when the army is in position is plain stupid. I have to get away somehow and lure it to the townsquare.’

He collected his breath and loosened the tension in his body.

The weaker players froze up just by looking at the dragon up close, but he was well beyond that level.

He even possessed the title ‘The Man Who Confronts the Dragon Fear’, and the Lightning Crown was expected to be some help.

‘My level and equipment are well prepared. So…’

There was no more time allotted for Weed to think calmly.

Kaybern’s shadow clouded over him.

– I will make you suffer dreadfully.

The dragon’s rear leg came down like a piledriver from the sky!

Weed tossed his body forward and tumbled.


The sound of its claws ripping through the air was horrendous.

The rear leg attack that missed its target crashed into a three-floor concrete building.

‘Dodged one… Eek!’

Weed instantly kicked off the ground and passed through a dimensional gate.

This time the tail smashed by a hair’s breadth from him.

The concrete boards of the road cracked and popped into the air and there was no moment to catch his breath.

– I will kill you.

Kaybern descended to ground level and began charging after him.

– I will squash you!

Weed ran on all fours as fast as he could.

“Four-legged sprint!”

As the dragon chased Weed, its wings spread wide and destroyed all the buildings in its way.

Weed was experienced in battles against humans and monsters. But, Kaybern was so massive that its attacks were bigger than Weed’s field of view and he was delayed in confirming the type of attack.

Swift Coldwind: It’s a tail attack! Leap high!


As soon as Weed jumped, the tail swept the ground under him.

Swift Coldwind: It’s the mouth this time!

He checked too with his own eyes but it was already tough enough to avoid the attacks.

The avian’s assistance was timely.


Weed spun in midair and soared through the dimensional gate.


Kaybern’s teeth clacked shut just behind him.

‘I can dodge them if I can free myself from the effects of the Dragon Fear.’

The dragon’s physical ability was incredible, but its moves were big and simplistic and therefore it was possible to evade by moving early.

If thousands of players were attacking the dragon at once, many would be wiped out with a single attack, but if it was just himself it was possible to escape.

– You can’t get away! Glacial Cage!


Ice pillars began to protrude around Weed.

“Oh, crap!”

The roads split apart by ice pillars followed by a chain explosion. The ground turned into an ice field in a 300 meter radius.

Glacial Cage freezes your body.

Movement speed decreased by 36%.

Under the curse of the dark magic, your body freezes and begins to rot.

Combat strength decreased by 22%.

Health points decrease by 740 per second for a duration of 25 seconds.

Weed took several more steps before his feet froze to the ground with reduced movement speed. With no other option, he stepped on the ice pillar and leapt.

I caught you this time!

Swift Coldwind: I believe it will be your rear this time.

There was no further explanation, but he knew instinctively of what was coming.


Kaybern planted its feet into the ground. Then the dragon gaped its mouth wide and threw its body at Weed.

It was a grave moment!

“Call Death Knight Van Hawk, Call Vampire Torido!”

– I have been sum…

– I have arrived to…

(To be continued…)

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V57C2P4 – Doomsday

Par mimosab

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Arkhim: The battle continues to rage at Shantytown. That location is too disadvantageous.

Slater: We must stay put. It’s a hilly terrain which isn’t good for a fight.

Lamifter: It’s better to wait even if we lose all of them. One rash rescue will cost us our entire plan.

The Hermes Guild decided to abandon them.

“Merciless Counter!”

Lancelot saw the message and charged straight at Kaybern.

It was a skill that retaliated more powerfully the stronger the opponent’s attack.

“My name is Lancelot!”

Lancelot deflected Kaybern’s flinging tail and followed up closely.

He slashed and stabbed with twin swords and inflicted wounds on the dragon.

You have met the most dreadful presence unimaginable.

Merciless Counter is at 3200% attack damage.

Lancelot braced for death.

To escape Kaybern, he had to abandon his team and he did not even expect the Hermes Guild to come to their rescue.

‘I will not die in vain.’

As a commander of the Hermes Guild, he chose to display his strength until his final moment.

Oberon: Merciless Counter. That is originally a warrior skill. Through a special quest, swordsmen can also acquire it. However, even warriors cannot sustain it for long.

As Oberon explained on the regional chat, Merciless Counter was draining Lancelot’s stamina and health points severely.

“Remember my name, Lancelot. You lizard!”

Kaybern stepped back after the intense rush but soon became enraged.

From the chains of anguish, bind to eternal curse.

12 different curses swept over Lancelot.

Pain, Poison, Weakness, Feebleness, Confusion, Paralysis, Rot and more…

Kaybern opened its mouth wide and chomped on Lancelot who rampaged until his last breath.


Weed, under Sculptural Transformation, was waiting with the other dwarf warriors.

“We must defeat the dragon for the future of our kind!”

“You got that right. Let’s show him what our long suppressed dwarven fury looks like.”

The dwarven warriors inspected their weapons and spoke loudly and confidently.

‘Morale is high. I raised their gear specs too, so they should be able to fight well.’

Weed was on standby with the other dwarves at a building near Bingryong Square.

Barbarian Knatul, Fairy Knight Malin, and Half-elf Vishur.

The heroes of three races were positioned in the assault squad.

The dwarves were inflated with their dwarven pride and were not on good terms with either the high elves nor the barbarians.

“It’s a breath!”

When Kaybern spewed Dragon Breath, Weed laid flat on the ground with the dwarves.

Fortunately, the breath destroyed the giant sculpture and its surroundings.

“Whew, that was a close call.”

Weed’s heart jolted.

If a Great Landmark was destroyed, the damage would have been catastrophic even before the actual war.

“It’s better off to lose the goddess statue or the Light Tower than the landmarks. Now that I have become a sculpting master, I can just recreate them.”

The dwarves that were tenacious and brave just a second ago were unable to lift their faces.

The dwarves wrapped their hands around their head and shivered in fear.

“Are we still alive?”

“Ah, the ground is shaking. The power of a dragon…”

“It’s too scary. My heart won’t stop racing.”

“I’m sure Kaybern is furious with us.”

“Without a doubt. I heard from my grandfather long ago about his encounter with a dragon.”

“What did he say?”

“He felt like he was going to be swallowed alive in an instant. He was so afraid that he wanted to carve out his own heart.”

“Mmm. It’s going to sever our arms and legs and feast on us.”

The dwarven warriors had been reduced to cowards!

There was one thing in the world that instilled fear in these courageous dwarves, and that had to be the dragon.

‘Boosting their morale will come later..’

Weed kept to his spot.

The absolute sun rose high in the sky and Lancelot’s unit had begun the engagement, but he had to bide his time. The battle strategy was to lure the dragon to the townsquare and commit to an all-out attack.

The plan was shaky because there was no way to tell where in Morata the dragon was going to land, but this was as meticulous of a plan as possible given the circumstances.

‘Against a dragon, we have to fight on our turf. Any location other than the townsquare won’t allow for a real fight due to the buildings.’

The sounds of Kaybern rampaging against Lancelot’s unit were constant.

– Lowly, insignificant humans! How daring of you to charge at me!

Hatred toward humans was its basic instinct.

The Hermes Guild members perished and buildings collapsed.

Bad news rushed in.

Swift Coldwind: Weed-nim, the fire in Morata is too big.

“What’s the scale?”

Swift Coldwind: I can’t identify the exact numbers, but Morata seems to be on fire from afar. The smoke is thick.

The effects of Solar Absolute caused fire in over a dozen areas and spread quickly.

The architects had created a line of ashes, but more buildings kept joining the parade of fire.

Swift Coldwind: The avian are falling from the sky due to the heat and shortness of breath.

“If the Shantytown gets completely burnt down, the fire will go out rather quickly…”

Romuna: Weed-nim, the duration of Solar Absolute changes according to the magic level of the caster. It should disappear in about 5 minutes. Ah, I really want to learn that spell.

Romuna, being a fire type mage, was jealous of every magic spell from Kaybern.

“Swift Coldwind-nim, what is the estimated damage in Morata?”

Swift Coldwind: Sight is blocked by smoke and I am unable to confirm. Wouldn’t the wooden buildings and roadsides have all been burnt down by now? A lot of plain buildings are also on fire.

Lemon: It’s dangerous around the Art Center. Several buildings are ablaze.

Even concrete buildings had a portion of wooden components.

The furniture and supplies inside could be set on fire and moreover, Morata’s history was short compared to other major cities and thus had a vast Shantytown.

The Shantytown covering the hill alone had an incredible surface area.

Seoyoon: I am on the lookout from the Black Giant Star. Unless we put the fire out, a third of Morata will be gone.

“That much?”

Seoyoon: From what I see, it seems that way.

The severity of the situation spread to not just Weed but the rest of the players in Morata.

Pale: Oh lord… That’s disastrous.

Irene: The damage is insane. It was just one magic spell.

Mapan: The cost of the buildings disappearing to the fire will be astronomical. Even if they may be wooden buildings.

Mibullo: It’s sad that I can’t do a thing about it.

Pavo: This is all my fault for not having been fully prepared.

The architects divided sections and raised fort walls to defend the city and laid anti-fire lines, but the Solar Absolute covered the entire city. 

It was a painful consequence for picking a street battle strategy against a dragon in such a big city like Morata.

Lemon: Folks watching from your homes. If you have spare hands, please put out the fires in areas far from Kaybern.

Flame: Understood.

Totkung: Make sure the fire doesn’t spread to important buildings. Players in the furthest sections should move so we do not draw the dragon’s attention.

The players that remained in Morata began their move.

Since Kaybern was on the chase for Lancelot’s unit, they began extinguishing the nearby buildings.

‘I thought the Northern players would be of no help…’

Weed deemed that Morata could hold on for a bit longer and he was reassured to wait it out.

Swift Coldwind: I have entered the sky zone of Morata. The heat could burn my feathers… Anyway, I have a visual on the dragon.

“What about Lancelot?”

Swift Coldwind: The unit is out of commission! The engagement had resulted in greater destruction of the surrounding area. The buildings are crumbling, causing the players to flee with Kaybern on the chase.

“What’s the direction?”

Swift Coldwind: It is not heading in a specific direction, but destroying random areas around the Shantytown.

Kaybern was not being lured to Bingryong or Wyvern Square.

Sculptures, paintings and precious treasures were placed as traps but seemed to be undiscovered. For the time being, it was fully consumed by destruction and slaughter.

“This is troublesome…”

Weed gazed up into the sky.

The pure blue sky of Morata was covered in black smoke.

Kaybern murdered players in sight and bombarded the city with massive AOE spells.

The dragon’s enormous figure over the height of 200 meters crushed Morata’s buildings with every move.

The Hermes Guild chat alert popped up.

Arkhim: Kaybern uses dark magic by offering blood and sacrifice. It won’t be good if more players die.

Heroid: Let’s tell the players to run for the Bingryong Square while they’re at it. The city will turn to waste and we won’t be able to do anything about it if they all run in every direction.

Boemong: They’re going to die anyway, so have them come to the ambush site!

The atmosphere of the Hermes Guild too was becoming hasty.

Kaybern’s barrage of spells were blowing away the Hermes Guild members along with the random selection of buildings.

Magic explosion, trembles, screams.

Everything that was happening in Morata was like that in a war zone.

Swift Coldwind: Kaybern is now on the Hill of the Artist and continuing the destruction. From above, the scene of the Black Dragon wreaking havoc is a true spect… Hmm, mmm. I apologize. Anyhow, it is causing great damage to the city.

There was a scene that also unfolded in Weed’s mind.

Black Dragon swinging its tail, smashing buildings and destroying with magic.

It was utterly simple but the speed was so incredible that it could make a city disappear in an hour or two.

He imagined the destruction of Morata, players dying one after another, black magic charging to random explosions.

Kaybern’s attack was truly about to be unleashed as its main talent was dark magic.

“Sigh, this stupid world… Why can’t things go my way for once? I laid down so many baits and they were completely ignored.”

The Hermes Guild possessed an independent chain of tactical command in this battle.

With Bard Ray and Arkhim’s presence, it was intrusive to give orders to their forces. Furthermore, he believed that they had coordination from their companionship and will fight better on their own. But, that was only if the dragon came to the ambush site for the Hermes Guild to pour everything they had.

“Now who would be willing to step up in this situation… Of course, only me. Everyone, wait here.”

Weed told the dwarves to stay put and walked out to the street.

“Kyaaah, help me!”

“Run! Kaybern is using another spell.”

“Evacuate, evacuate!”

The screams coming from the direction of the Hill of the Artist told the urgent situation.

Weed let out a roar and sprinted to where Kaybern was located.

– Listen up you smoked lizard! I, Weedhand, who robbed your house, am here!

(To be continued…)

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V57C2P3 – Doomsday

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Pale: Weed-nim, what should we do? The damage to the city will be extensive…

Weed witnessed Kaybern casting the magic incantation mid air through the windows.

The pillars of flames intertwined and swirled in the dragon’s vicinity.

“It’s a frustrating moment, but we have to wait it out.”

Pale: We may be able to halt the incantation if the assault squad is mobilized. It might even change the target.

“We can’t do that.”

Pale: If Morata is struck, the casualties will be far greater.

“Stick to the plan and move accordingly. The assault squad will remain on standby. If we start this war with an aerial fight, our chances of winning will slip away.”

Weed had already considered such circumstances before the battle.

A dragon like Kaybern had various arsenal of attacks and, therefore, he extended the range of variables.

“Still, I feel like we are starting off on the wrong foot…”

It was horrific to imagine the damage that would result from the ultimate fire magic spell.

The damage dealt to the cities already destroyed by Kaybern was beyond that seen in movies dealing with natural disasters.

Back then, Morata was a ghost city, but this time the buildings were filled with players.

– Solar Absolute!

After a short time had passed, Kaybern activated the ultimate fire magic.

The magic that created another sun.

In the sky of Morata, a blazing red sun formed. The air flushed and intense heat shined down on the earth.

The blooming flowers and green grass dried up rapidly.

The streams and riverbanks of Morata also dried up, leaving their banks bare and shantytowns were set ablaze from the unbearable heat.

“Fire! Fire!”

“It’s a fire! We have to get out of here!”

“Run. To the safe concrete building!”

It was a calamity to the players who came to watch from the shantytown.

The houses were set on fire, forcing them to the streets. Most of them were exposed directly to the heat and died.

Solar Absolute!

You are surrounded by the skin burning, choking heat.

Magic resistance is nullified.

Fire damage reduces health points by 1,340 per second.

The damage will increase over time.

Novice players could rarely withstand a regular fire magic spell.

If one moved while sticking right up against the walls and buildings, the damage could be somewhat mitigated, but even so, for players under level 200, to deal with such an attack was futile.


“My body is on fire. I am on fire!”

Too many players were roasted to a crisp out on the streets.

The priests of the assault squad mobilized and only could save a few with healing spells.

Pavo: I tried preventing the fire… but I did not get to the shantytown in time. I’m sorry.

Pavo made an apology on the regional chat.

He received assistance from other architects and players and could therefore spray water and pile sand on vital structures.

The shantytown was better off being left to be rebuilt, hence he did not tend to it, but the houses were the first to be set on fire and grew into a massive disaster.

“Evacuate, we have to leave.”

The shantytown was expected to be safer than most areas for the players.

It was thought to be less attractive for the dragon than other structures, but under the ultimate magic spell that caused damage over an area, the entire town was razed.

The flames engulfed the buildings and grew further.

About 10% of Morata was set ablaze.

Fortunately, buildings in specific areas were demolished in advance to prevent fire spreading to the entire city.

– Humans, let it be an honor for you all to die under my wings.

Kaybern forged a rain of obsidian spears and fired them at the players roaming on the ground.

– Spear Array!

Like a bombardment, the magic spell fell upon the earth.

The black spears penetrated the buildings and roads, pinning down the players and causing their deaths.

“S-Save me!”

“Don’t run anywhere. We must not become burdens to everyone else!”

Chaos filled the corners of every street in Morata.

The players ran towards the city gate away from the dragon. Others ran inside large buildings or slid into the trenches.

Loss of life was common while playing Royal Road, but the dragon’s indomitable presence and magic attacks plunged everyone into despair.

Some were weary of being obstacles in the war and accepted their fate right where they stood.

The black spears continued to rain down on the city.

Pale: Everyone, stay in your positions! It isn’t our time to act yet.

Pale who led the assault squad spoke concernedly on chat.

He, too, wanted to save the players, but he agreed with going by the plan, which was to hunt down the dragon.

Furthermore, the confusion on the streets was too risky for him and his forces to become involved in. 

Python: Oberon-nim! Stop Oberon-nim from doing anything!

The dwarf who always wanted to look out for others!

The players of the assault squad grabbed Oberon tightly.

Meanwhile, more players perished.

Buildings crumbled and the growing fire forced the Hermes Guild members out of their location.

There were underground tunnels and trenches, but not everyone was in the position to use them.


“Damn it! Our positions sucked.”

Lancellot came out of the shantytown and looked to his surroundings.

His unit was responsible for reinforcement and ambush, so they hid in the shantytown a bit further down from the rest. The fire got out of control and they were forced out to the streets.

“We are heading to the safe zone. Hurry up and move.”

1,000 Hermes Guild members moved out of the shantytown and proceeded to the industrial sector, but they were caught by Kaybern.

– I see you over there. Die!

Kaybern flapped its wings and immediately began a nosedive towards the shantytown.

Lancellot stared Kaybern down.

“He’s coming this way!”

“Get ready for battle!”

The members spread out and drew their weapons.

Their reaction was extremely quick based on combat experience against many boss monsters, but soon the dragon from the sky swooped on top of them.

– Kraaaagh! How dare you mere humans try to resist me!

The dragon stomped the players with its two legs and swung its tail.

“Kugh. Don’t try to block. Just dodge.”

“Of all times to engage… When we were unprepared.”

Lancellot knew all too well that his unit alone did not stand a chance.

They were bit, stomped and kicked around.

Many guild members were struck by the tail and knocked into the flaming sectors of shantytown.

– Kwaaaaah!

Kaybern spread its wings wide while on the ground and roared as if excited.

“Damn. Things have gone this far and now we have no choice but to retaliate!”

Lancellot’s unit began swinging their weapons and initiated the counterattack. However, each time the humongous dragon moved, they were swatted off their feet to their deaths.

At that moment, Arkhim’s whisper arrived.

Arkhim: I know it’s tough out there but you have to stall and retreat to the Bingryong Square. That is the nearest site to your current location.

If Lancellot’s unit was to scatter, there was no telling as to which direction the dragon would chase. For the guild, the utter destruction of Morata was not a concern, but victory against the dragon was at stake.

Lancellot: We have to lure the dragon to Bingryong Square. Then we leave it to the combat units. That is the end of our mission.

Lancellot encouraged his team and attracted the dragon’s attention.

“Sword of Lightning!”


Lightning branched out instantly from the sword and struck the dragon’s body.

The obsidian, luster scale was ruined with a slight scratch.

– Pesty human putting up futile resistance.

Due to the high endurance and magic resistance, most of the damage was absorbed.

“We have its attention. Attack, but retreat slowly.”

Starting with Lancellot, the Hermes Guild members activated their skills simultaneously.-

“Shield Barricade!”

“The Vigilante’s Protection!”

“Wind Shot!”

The members each used their skills in disposal.

Their attacks that could murder hundreds of novice players flew towards the dragon at once but most ended up being minuscule hits.

– Humans are weak and foolish. How dare they challenge me!

Kaybern stretched its wings and stalked forward.

The ground shook and the burning shantytown buildings crumbled with little effort.

The dragon walked through the array of arrows and magic attacks head on. 

Being a gigantic creature, its light walk was much more rapid than a human sprinting.

“What the hell!”

“Is this some kind of a monster movie? How can we fight against a dragon this size?!”

“This is insane!”

The Hermes Guild members activated their skills in fear.

Their weapons and ranged attacks could not penetrate through Kaybern’s thick scales.

After all, they did not act under the reinforcement forces and therefore did not use the Brazier of Sacrifice. Their current motive was to retreat safely to Bingryong Square.

– I will kill you as painfully as possible.

Kaybern chased after them, snatched the members one by one with its mouth, and smashed them into the ground.


The fangs tore through their armor and shields, leaving them incapacitated.

Severe wound!

Venom is spreading through your entire body.

Failure to treat the poison within 3 minutes will lead to death.

The attack was combined with the dragon’s venom, taking them to the brink of death.


The sight of each player being gobbled up by the charging Kaybern was truly terrifying.

The players in its path could not bear witness to it, knowing that they could be next.

“Damn it all!”

“It’s after us, so use your transportation skills!”

“Swift Feet!”

“Dash of Light!”

Lancellot and the other members all utilized their movement skills to run all the way towards the Bingryong Square.

– Die. All humans that oppose me will have nothing but death!

Kaybern slammed the ground with its hind leg and the earth waved outward like tides in the ocean.

– Spikes of Hell!

Thick thorns protruded like walls and punctured the members.

The Hermes Guild members hung dozens of meters in the air, skewed on the thorns!

“Help me!”

“If you remove the curse… I can hold for more than 20 seconds!”

They had to suffer from 5 to 6 different status effects.

Their health points were seeping out every second and they called desperately for help, but the lucky ones were busy running.

“Crap, it’s too powerful!”

The thorns grew outward like a forest and hindered their escape.

Lancelot’s unit was picked off one by one by Kaybern.

(To be continued…)

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V57C2P2 – Doomsday

Par mimosab

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“Let’s have a look around.”

“Sounds great.”

They headed over to the Bull Square where all the cooking was taking place and fed themselves with all kinds of dishes.

“They are so delicious.”

“The octopus dish is really good. Let’s vote for this place.”


They joined the line after line, tasted the food and voted.

“Due to the fairness of the contest, anonymous votes are not accepted.”

They were restricted by the Mapan Council merchant hosting the event.

“Please provide your names.”

“Weed. This is Seoyoon.”

“Would you mind repeating that?”

“Weed and Seoyoon.”

“Do you take me for a…”

The merchant who was about to blow steam was silenced by Weed who lifted his mask slightly.

“Y-Your highness.”

There was no reason for Seoyoon to lift her mask, but she did it anyway after Weed.

“I am Seoyoon.”


The merchant, after seeing Seoyoon’s face up close, was about to pass out!

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“What is it?”

The people lined up behind them began to stir up noise. Some of them, who were near the merchant, had seen Seoyoon and just stood with their jaws dropped.



In the midst of the preparations for the protection of Morata, many people saw her. But, her appearance up close was unreal.

Weed slid Seoyoon’s mask back on.

“Are we good to go?”

“Yes, yes.”

“Alright then.”

Weed escaped the scene as quickly as possible before any commotion could erupt.

They toured the back alleys and purchased souvenirs from the market.

On top of the Art Centre, with no eyes around, they kissed passionately.


The sun climbed above the horizon and finally, the hour of defense began.

Weed and Seoyoon spent the entire night talking to one another and held hands tightly.

“The day is here.”

“We will surely prevail. We have everyone’s support.”

Weed nodded. Of course, he did not believe in such romantic thoughts.

– Swift Coldwind: Kaybern has risen from the lair. The direction is north as predicted.

The first report arrived. The avian were observing from all the way out near Kaybern’s lair.

– Pale: The assault squad is ready on your command.

– Arkhim: Hermes Guild is in position. We are good to engage on your orders.

Siege weaponry meant to protect the walls was meaningless against a dragon, and so the players hid in the buildings and trenches.

The Hermes Guild was present in large numbers, 250,000 of its forces were mobilized for this war.

A little over 10,000 members were to use the Brazier of Sacrifice and were on standby until the dragon’s arrival.

– Everyone, please evacuate the city! The dragon has departed!

The sharp sound of the horn flute warning of emergency evacuation echoed through the city.

“The dragon will be here any minute.”

“This is so tense.”

The players who attended the festival were leaving through the gates hurriedly. A portion of them had come inside to observe the war and were willing to die for it.

“Will we survive today?”

“Who knows? Maybe we will be stomped to death or perhaps we will be burnt alive.”

“Maybe we will die under a crumbling building.”

The Arpen Empire officially announced evacuation protocol and encouraged players not participating in the war to leave Morata.

Still, many players remained in the city buildings.

Their survival depended on the success of defeating Kaybern before the city’s entire destruction.

“Hextech cannons final check!”

“Confirm the siege weapons and report to your stations!”

The Hermes Guild was the busiest before Kaybern’s arrival in the north.

They inspected their gear and prepared their attack strategies.

Some units were equipped with spears, great swords, axes and iron maces; preparations only possible by the Hermes Guild.

“The ballistas were loaded with silver harpoons that were sprinkled with holy water.”

“Do harpoons have any effect on dragons?”

“We don’t know. No one has done it yet. We will know when we fire them today.”

The gigantic ballistas stationed at every defense tower were loaded with a variety of arrows.

The plan was to fire mercilessly at the dragon with siege weapons and with that the city structures were subjected to damage.

– Swift Coldwind: ETA is approximately 20 minutes. I will continue tracking.

The dwarves, the assault squad and the Hermes Guild! Plus the other players who willingly participated to lend a hand; everyone held their breath and waited for the dragon to appear.


Finally, Kaybern emerged in the southern sky of Morata.

– Kraaagh! Perish!

The Black Dragon screamed towards Morata.

Kaybern had turned even more ferocious after its lair had been robbed.


< Physical abilities are restrained under the Dragon Fear.

You feel absolute power and fear.

Health points are reduced by 41%.

You will suffer temporary paralysis.

Movement is restricted!

You are unable to move for 11 seconds.

Lack of Wisdom restraints use of skills by 89%.

You will consume more mana and more likely to fail the cast. >

Dragon Fear erupted!

The rumbling voice of the dragon spread across the city like a tide.

– Arkhim: All commanders report losses.

– Boemong: Combat team’s loss is minimal. We are suffering from a mild paralysis but it will wear off soon.

– Gaushu: No harm.

– Lamifter: We need 3 to 5 minutes for the mages to fully recover their focus.

The Hermes Guild members had equipped themselves with gear and accessories in advance and withstood the Dragon Fear.

The players in the assault squad of the Arpen Empire suffered greatly in comparison.

“K-hmm. Are you alright?”

“It is quite noisy.”

“I think we are still behind the Hermes Guild.”

“Those guys filled their pockets for so long…”

A lot of spectators who remained in the city for a splendid scene lost their lives.



The Dragon Fear swept a large area of the city.

The shantytown, back alleys and merchant buildings were cleared of players.

“Save me!”

“Heal me. I’m about to die!”

The novice players that took life threatening damage ran out to the streets and called for help. Some ran into the buildings of priests, borrowed bandages and wrapped themselves.

– Oberon: Weed-nim! The damages to the players are massive!


Weed let out a sigh.

This was exactly the reason why he ordered evacuation, but it was not possible to search every house and deport those hiding in such a huge city as Morata.

– Oberon: I will send a rescue team.

“It is what it is. Do what you can.”

The priests on standby rushed out to the streets and saved the players. The novice players fully recovered from just one or two healing spells.

They laid low so that they would not be noticed in the eyes of Kaybern afloat in the sky.

Kaybern, like it did with other cities, circled above the sky.

– Humans! You have been hiding like pests.

Inevitably, they were discovered. Tens of thousands of players were moving in the city and were eventually caught in Kaybern’s vision.

The Black Dragon, Kaybern!

It was the most dangerous dragon that was cursed by the humans and dwarves.

Kaybern exploded with a massive roar that reached from one end of the city to the other.

– Only annihilation and death awaits you.

It was a line often spoken by monsters, but having come out of the dragon’s mouth, the message was conveyed with knee-crumbling pressure.


“We are screwed. Are we… going to die now?”

The players on the ground raised their heads and trembled in fear.

Kaybern’s words weren’t just a threat.

The Black Dragon gulped deeply and began puffing up its enormous body.

“It’s a Dragon Breath!”

“Everyone, run!”

The players on the streets fell into a panic and began scattering in all directions.

The Hermes Guild members that were waiting to engage waved their heads.

“A Dragon Breath right off the bat. Plan B it is then.”

“We did take into factor that this was a huge city with huge variables, but for things to turn like this already.”

Weed too could do nothing but sigh.

“The breath will cause too much damage.”

Kaybern’s breath attack on the city was not solely the fault of the novice players. It was one of usual Kaybern’s tactics in war. Few were likely to survive a direct breath attack. That also applied to Weed.

– Kuaaaaaaaah!

Darkness poured from Kaybern’s mouth and struck the city. Like a storm, even the winds were sucked in. It swept the earth and the buildings above it all at once.

The players in Morata felt the ground tremor and the earth quake.

“Where is it? Which direction?”

“I think it flew northwest.”

“Was the Great Library struck?”

“I think it wasn’t in that direction…”

Moments later, an avian player reported the status.

– Sambidul: The humiliating sculpture of Kaybern has been destroyed. The buildings around it melted down and the fire is now spreading.

The gigantic sculpture meant to draw the attention of Kaybern. The sculpture of the Black Dragon being smacked by a dwarf became the first target.

Along with the sculpture, a part of the city was laid to waste but it was a smaller loss than expected.

– Arkhim: When it goes for the bait, we will engage in battle. Everyone, be on your toes!

The Hermes Guild members prepared to come out of hiding.

The moment Kaybern descends to the ground would be the start of their attack.

The merchant councils had piled mountains of treasure in Bingryong and Wyvern Square to tempt Kaybern to land.

It was not just by the northern councils but also the councils of the Central Continent that chipped in for the golden mountain.

In the Townsquare were numerous onlookers that gathered to see the treasure before the dragon’s arrival.

‘Bite the lure.’

‘The dragon will dive when it sees this.”

‘Bingryong Square is perfect. The location will be advantageous for an all-out Hermes Guild attack.’

‘The instant it comes down, I will end it…’

The members filled themselves with a fighting spirit. For quite some time they simulated the dragon hunt through boss monster raids. 

– Sambidul: Kaybern is preparing a magic spell!

The second news of misfortune followed.

Kaybern, instead of coming down to the ground and destroying buildings, was casting a magic incantation. It wasn’t just a normal magic spell, but an ultimate fire spell.

(To be continued…)

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V57C2P1 – Doomsday

Par mimosab

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Hegel, Bella, Rumi, Celcia.

The students of the Virtual Reality program brought a bunch of new recruits to Morata.

“As you all know already, this is the birthplace of the Arpen Empire.”

Hegel raised his chin and began his speech.

“The 2-3 meter radius around the Black Giant Star? Yeah, this is a historical site. This place existed since the days of ruins; it was one before it became a developed city.”

The 80 freshmen of the VR program were listening with glistening eyes.

Many of them knew a lot about the city, having started Royal Road in Morata but they had alternative goals.

Paella with long waving hair past her back raised her hand.

“You there, go ahead.”

“Hegel sunbae-nim, does it mean we can see Weed sunbae-nim today?”

“Uhh… About that.”

Hegel hesitated to answer.

It was true that he was acquainted with Weed and took classes together, but now it was difficult to get in touch with him.

‘Seriously, I call him every day and leave texts, but he never answers them.’

Weed’s worth skyrocketed and even the broadcast stations contacted him with care.

Producers could not dare contact him even with urgent business and, instead, the job had to be escalated to the board of directors. Hence it was difficult to get a hold of Weed.

The truth was that Hegel’s constant calls and messages already got him blocked.

“Tsk-tsk. You had it coming.”

“We haven’t seen oppa in so long too, so how can you bring a crowd of newcomers and ask him to spare us some time when the war is tomorrow? Let’s just tour around Morata and leave it at that.”

Bella and Rumi scolded him and tried to wrap up the situation, but Paella raised her hand yet again.

“Then… Can we see Nide sunbae-nim?”


Hegel was rather thrown off at the mention of his friend’s name.

“What about that guy?”

“He’s like so famous  nowadays!”

“That idiot?”

“Yeah. I want to see Nide sunbae-nim!”

Nide was the famed heroic thief who robbed Kaybern’s lair along with Weed.

Weed was a legendary individual in the eyes of the freshman and so were his comrades.

“You really want to see Nide? No joke?”

“Yes! Sunbae-nim.”

“Does everyone else want that too?”

“Of course! I really want to meet him.”

“We want to see him!”

The freshmen were shouting in unison. Hegel sighed deeply and whispered to Nide.

“Where you at?”

– Nide: Hmm? I’m in Morata for the fight against Kaybern tomorrow.

“Come to where I am.”

– Nide: Where? Are you in Morata too?

“In front of the Black Giant Star. I’m wearing a shining winged armor so you will notice me right away.”

– Nide: I’ll be right over.

Hegel kept on exhaling, feeling an uncomfortable tightness in his chest after the conversation.

It was like he had been robbed of something that was meant to be his.

Moments after, Nide walked out the entrance of Black Giant Star.



“It’s really him!”

The freshmen were in joy seeing him walk from a distance.

The cloak worn by Nide surprised not just the freshmen, but Hegel as well.

It looked like it was made from a mystical material, flocking on its own and stealing the crowd’s attention with its obsidian gloss.

Hegel felt like he shouldn’t ask but he wanted to relieve his curiosity.

Nide was a higher level than him to begin with and being a thief granted him great equipment, but he was curious about this new cloak that he saw for the first time.

“What’s that cloak? I have quite a bit of gold saved up. How much is it worth?”

“Price? It’s not for sale.”

“Then where did you get it?”

“I got it from Weed-hyung after helping him out on the lair raid.”


“I picked it because it was alright, but it turns out this thing attracts quite a bit of unwanted attention. Still, it boosts movement speed and has a flight skill. Its defense and magic resistances are high too.”

“Could it be that this was made from…”

“Yep. It’s made of the Black Dragon’s scale.”

Nide’s honest words smacked the back of Hegel’s head.


“Can we get some autographs?”

“Can you tell us some of your adventure stories?”

The freshmen that had looked up to Hegel were leaving his side for Nide.




“We have today’s special dish. Let’s use all of the expensive ingredients of Morata!”


Chefs gathered at the town square. 

Barberota on the full course, Mihael on the seafood, Sanjelly on roast meat and Moku on the desserts.

They were all experts in their own fields and it was tough to say who was the best. Nonetheless, the famous chefs over the continents all assembled at Morata.

Continental Cooking Competition

Hosted by the Arpen Empire.

Sponsored by the Mapan Council, Gamong Council, Undefeated Council, Anything Cheap Council.


It was a so-called cooking tournament.

The winning prize was 5 million gold and promotion to a lord seat of the Arpen Empire.

There were countless cooking competitions in the past run by judges of questionable tastes, but the rules were simple for this tournament.

– The tournament will commence the night before Kaybern’s attack.

The tournament will begin after sunset and continue until the next morning.

The guests served with a dish can give a rating between 1 and 5.

The chef with the most points will be the winner!

All the chefs had to do was cook delicious food with the provided ingredients.

“So, all it takes is to just cook all night long and get the most votes?”

“Yeah. But it is better the more you sell, so I think it comes down to popularity.”

“Fame is also a skill. If they try out the food and it turns out bad, they won’t vote for the dish.”

“Like disappointment after visiting a restaurant that you were told was fantastic?”

“Right. Fame will only be a contributing factor early on. People won’t crowd over bad food when the good dishes are just within reach.”

“I guess that’s true.”

The players could purchase the food cooked by the chef of their choice.

The cooking of delicacies from all across Versailles began simultaneously.

The huge fire show from the chefs attracted a huge crowd of players.

“The smell is amazing.”

“I didn’t get to eat this level of food even in Castle Aren.”

Before the war with the dragon even the Hermes Guild had roamed freely.

Just the forces of the Hermes Guild alone numbered well over 300,000. The best dishes worth several hundred gold were things that they could afford and food was an extremely important matter. Delicious and nutritious meals greatly enhanced Strength and Stamina during combat.

Boemong bit off the marinated boar skewer.

“Could it possibly be that Weed hosted this event so that we get well-fed for the fight?”

Slaughterer Calcus, too, had a hankering for meat. He tasted the stirred beef of Morata that melted away in his mouth.

“It seems that way. The event offers money and fame for the chefs and provides the best food for us players.”

Crebulta who led the 7th legion back in Garnav Plains was also with them.

“K-hh. This is pretty nice. I’m feeling energized. But will this bring our chances up by even 1% against the dragon? It seems meaningless to me.”

The commanders predicted that the effects would be minimal as they weren’t dealing with a typical monster. Still, they were optimistic about the morale boost. They themselves were able to break away from the tension before the war.

Boemong grabbed another boar skewer and spoke.

“Don’t you think the prices are pretty high around here? 10 gold for a skewer?”

Crebulta laughed and replied.

“We are just before the war. The merchants could sell a bit higher than usual.”

The Hermes Guild members felt cheated but accepted the circumstances and spent well.




Every street in Morata was brightly lit with torches and magic lanterns.

The shantytown also hosted what could be the final event and the people cleaned out their belongings in their homes.

“Whew. This has prints all over it…”

“You had it for long?”

“Nah, I bought it used and it’s covered with the prints of its past owner. I didn’t even get to use it much.”

The players at every shantytown were moving or selling their furniture and household goods.

Through the wide open gates, the players who have yet to visit Morata flooded inside.

“This is truly an awesome city. I’ve only come after so long… I should have bought a house here.”

“There’s a different festival going on at every townsquare.”

“Well let’s go to any one of them quickly.”

The players enjoyed the busy night.

At Light Square, the bards opened a masquerade.

Marey, deemed to be Versailles’ best bard!

He and 1,000 other players played their instruments.

At one side, the mages and priests emitted rays of light into the sky. With light and music, anywhere was the stage.

“Let’s party!”

The players shook their bodies and danced.

The war was only several hours away, but they seemed to have lost all sense of it.

Even the assault squad members and the Hermes Guild members who had hunted until now blended together and shared the joys of the night.

“Hmm-hmm! Sorry about that.”

“You have to look around buddy… Hello, Carlise-nim.”

“Hi. You are here too, Lancelot-nim.”

“I thought it would be a waste to just sit and wait for the war.”

“I hope you have some fun…”

“To you as well, Carlise-nim.”

The town square was so packed that players accidentally stepped on each other’s feet.

The leader of the Black Lion Guild and the commander of the Hermes Guild that had deep grudges against one another bumped shoulders, but they were quick to slip away.

It was not the point in time where they could put their feelings before the rules of the Arpen Empire and it seemed all they wanted this night was to be at ease and enjoy the festival.

The Light Square entertained the players in Morata as if it put them under a spell.

“Shall we dance for one song?”

“But there are so many people around.”

At one corner of the town square was a man under an orc mask with protruded teeth and a woman with a cat mask. It was Weed and Seoyoon.

They walked the streets of Morata, hidden behind their masks.

“No one will recognize us.”

“I’ve never danced before.”

“Just let your body flow with the music. You have great athletic senses. I think you will catch on fast.”

“I’m not good at exercising either.”

“You’ll be fine. Seeing you clobber those monsters, I’m sure…”


“You were light and swift.”

Weed grabbed her hand and entered the townsquare.

They offered themselves to the light and the music.

They blended with the crowd and danced awkwardly but freely. It was the happiest moment.

Weed pulled Seoyoon’s hand and at times he hugged her closely.

“How is it?”

“It’s not bad.”

“Should we do this more often?”

Seoyoon nodded wordlessly. The musicians continued to play but they could hear the heartbeats of their partner.

Seoyoon was wearing a common traveller’s outfit and more than half her face was covered by the cat mask. Even then, Weed could tell by the corners of her mouth and the little of her expression that he could see just how happy she was.

‘Is this true love?’

Weed thought he was learning emotions. From the first time he met her, his feelings were expressed from the tone of his voice, facial expression and actions.

Though no one told them about happiness, they were sure in this hour that they were happy.

Even if Morata were to be reduced to dust by Kaybern, this moment would last in their memories forever.

Weed wrapped his hands lightly around her waist and danced.

‘It’s fortunate that I can’t see her face.’

Seoyoon’s eyes were glimmering like gems under the torchlight.

He was sure that he would lose his mind to her beauty.

A song, and the next.

Like they had forgotten the concept of time, they held hands and danced.

Players kept crowding into Light Square and soon the place became too packed to dance.

(To be continued…)

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V57C1P3 – In Morata

Par mimosab

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The great lords of the Arpen Empire gathered in Morata the day before the war.

The Hermes Guild deployed its core forces and Bard Ray arrived as well, hence the lords also brought the majority of their own troops to make up the numbers.

“We will do our best.”

“We hope you know that the Black Lion Guild always acts for the good of Arpen.”

“We shall put everything on the line to win this war.”

“All of our main forces from Lion Star have been summoned. Our castle is empty because defeating Kaybern is more important than anything else.”

The great lords paid attention to the public consensus and competed against one another in swearing their loyalty to Weed.

“There is a lack of iron arrows.”

“Yes. Given the scale of this war, it is inevitable… ah! We will fill up the supplies. Fortunately, we may have stock.”

“We also require food supplies. The players in Morata need to be fed well, don’t they?”


“It will be difficult to transport food from so far away, so it could be better for you to provide financially instead.”

“That will be taken care of by Cloud Guild.”

This was the reason the great lords hated coming to Morata.

The feeling that they were going to be stripped of all their fortune when they meet Weed!

They looked around Morata and were surprised a second time at the scale of the Hermes Guild forces at work.

Even the broadcast stations were streaming the scene live.

– Destroyer Tristan. He missed the spotlight in the war in Garnav Plains… But he is under the 1st legion, infamous for killing over 1,000 players.

– The crossbow warrior Ultar! Though he lost the duel against Weed, no one can underestimate his power.

– Yes, he is truly incredible. It seems that the Wolf Knight Cavalry has also realigned its forces.

– Mage Precker is also visible. He is overlooking Morata under the flight spell along with Mage Caddler.

The high rankers of Royal Road arrived and 30,000 magic troops were stationed in vital points within Morata.

The number of siege weapons and magic traps under installation was unimaginable.

The Arpen Empire fortified Morata, but the Hermes Guild also stepped up eagerly and made genuine preparations for the dragon hunt.

The great lords of Arpen watched over the giant project and were astonished by the Hermes Guild’s capability and even felt a sense of danger.

Sherwood spoke.

“I don’t know why they are going this far… but if we end up defeating Kaybern, the negative perception of the Hermes Guild will die down significantly.”

“However, if the crisis subsides, the Arpen Empire will become even more powerful. While the overthrown Hermes Guild advances 10 meters, Arpen will go 200 meters.”

Carlise objected, but the other great lords thought otherwise.

Roam explained prudently.

“We must address it from the perspective of the Hermes Guild that has been suffering. If they lead the war against the dragon, they will be recognized as the core faction that assisted Weed. Also, they can maintain their reputation as the most powerful independent faction. They will rise to be a competitor to the Arpen Empire.”

“Our competition?”

“I say that because it looks like they have put aside their hostility against Weed and the Arpen Empire for the time being.”

The fall of the Hermes Guild that reigned over the continent.

The Hermes Guild heads, who were informed of Lafaye’s concerns, decided collectively to collaborate with the Arpen Empire to maintain their gains on one hand and to prepare for the future of the Hermes Guild on the other.

Draka, who in the past led the Imperial Army during the invasion of the Northern Continent, had earned the right to speak.

“For now, let us forfeit all interests and honor to Weed. Although he was an enemy, Weed completed seemingly impossible quests and accomplished various achievements. His influence is deeply rooted in the people which means we cannot bring him down.”

“Are you suggesting that we live as bottom feeders under Weed?”

“As Arpen climbs even higher, there will be more opportunities for it to crumble. Let’s not go against the tide, stop trying to do the impossible. Until Weed self-destructs, until Arpen becomes divided on its own and gives us a chance to strike, we help him.”

Thus, to bend and assist had become the compass of the Hermes Guild.

Though disgraceful, history proved that sometimes it was the best option.

The Hermes Guild, with a changed attitude, had become the greatest threat to the great lords.

Carlise struck the table with his hand.

“This is not good. The revival of the Hermes Guild, our long time enemy, is bad. It is also a  pressing issue that will make the expansion of the empire more difficult.”

The most powerful guild factions within the Arpen Empire were themselves.

They planned on splitting the profits among themselves in their own league, but the Hermes Guild came in uninvited.


11 hours until Kaybern’s attack.

Morata had been completely fortified by countless players. The Hermes Guild and the assault squad went to their stations.

Weed stood on top of the tower of Black Giant Star and imprinted the scenery of Morata, for what could be the last time, in his mind.

“Here’s your lunch.”

“Take your sweet potatoes.”

He saw food being passed around to the players.

“We cannot back down now.”

Neither the Hermes Guild nor the assault squad could back down now.

Every measure that could be taken against the dragon was already in place. Even so, the result would only come after the war.

“With this, all of the powerful players in Versailles are here.”

Weed deemed this fight to be one where he would have no regrets.

If they were to lose even with the participation of the Hermes Guild, then it had been inevitable all along.

“Is this the end of peace or a new beginning?”

It was the last day of history, but truthfully he didn’t have much on his mind.

Struggles were only exhausting when they caught you by surprise.

“Are the preparations complete?”

By Weed’s side was Seoyoon.

She too spent a long time in Morata. This time around she prepared the defenses, but even when Weed was busy travelling around the continents, she cared for the development of Morata more than anyone.

Though it was barely noticeable in such a big city, she planted flowers and trees herself.


“Let’s go on a date then.”

Weed planned for an outing with Seoyoon the night before the dragon’s arrival.

Spending a couple of hours anxiously could not assure victory over Kaybern.

The best way to spend possibly the last night in Morata!

It was a date with Seoyoon.


The dark alley of Morata.

There was a pub in the cheapest old neighborhood that only sold beer.

“You still haven’t decided?”

“I don’t know.”

“Not sure if there is a need for us to step in.”

Volk’s words shook the heads of the other men.

They were the dark gamers who earned money through Royal Road!

The Kaybern hunt had been a hot topic among them since a week ago.

– Weed is going to hunt down Kaybern at Morata.

– Everyone knows that.

– You’re going to need faster intel if you’re a dark gamer.

– Will he succeed or not?

– I want to bet against him… Darn it. Maybe Weed can pull it off.

– Honestly, we are in the dark. We do hunt a lot but we distance ourselves from hunting boss monsters because of inefficiency.

– Weed, too, is one of us who earns money through Royal Road, so I hope he will succeed.

– That’s like a part-time cashier worrying about a CEO. Welp.

Comments were posted restlessly among the dark gamer association.

A huge debate fired up as to whether or not Morata was suitable as the battleground.

– It is a vast city. The dragon can fly anywhere and the players will be distressed because of the buildings.

– It is a tricky location when it comes to withstanding the dragon’s magic attacks. How on earth are they going to deal with fire magic?

– I agree. I think they should have organized a counterattack on the lair.

– You are senseless, probably because you are a lone dark gamer. The lair will be covered with magic traps and what about the swarming monsters? Ulta Mountain Pass is covered with monsters.

– A counterattack on the lair is impossible. At Morata, they can prepare with less worry and receive support from players.

– Novice players aren’t considered help. They are all ants to be squashed under the influence of Dragon Fear.

The choice of Morata as the location of the assault was deemed not the best option but it was reasonable enough to be accepted by the public. It was because it was realistically difficult to devise a special response protocol in the next city on the target list.

– Analysis report. What is Kaybern’s worth? I have calculated it by market value.

– The continent plunges into chaos. It will be difficult to earn a living in such desperate times.

– Money is what matters. Which hunting ground is the most efficient?

There was earnest analysis and information as well. Among them were A level posts only accessible for the top tier dark gamers.

– Kaybern hunt. Will it go as planned?

– The multiplying monsters are causing a decline in the market value of equipment.

– Destruction of cities. That is not a problem that can be left alone for long. Establishments aren’t built overnight.

– Royal Road is our workplace. I have to feed my child.

– What if we join the Kaybern hunt too?

Recently, the number of dark gamers had risen to over a million. What was even more intimidating was that these gamers were all high-level!

If the Hermes Guild and the dark gamers were to spark an all-out battle, it would be a formidable match. That being said, it was impossible for dark gamers like them to band together.

– Kaybern hunt. Have you forgotten the basic principle of dark gamers?

– First, don’t trust anyone. Second, give as much as you take. Third, money is the only thing you can trust.

– Those same principles have protected us. The other players do not like us rising to the top.

– Isn’t Weed reliable? He has provided a lot for us.

– Let me clear this up. It is true that the Arpen Empire is convenient for our means of living. However, we return the favor by hunting and completing quests.

– I also think that I am doing my fair share. What’s more, didn’t we participate in the battle against the Hermes Guild?

– We can’t really say that it was participation… We just blended with the winning side and hunted down the Hermes Guild members.

The dark gamers debated the Kaybern hunt. Still, the poll was one-sided in favor of sitting back and observing over fighting alongside Weed.

They had too much at stake for them to fight against such a dangerous being such as the dragon.

“We just need to get rid of Kaybern. Kaybern is the only problem. The Arpen Empire will soon unite the entire world… Hunting and tourism will boom.”

“Well, we aren’t sure about that.”

At the pub, Volk attempted to convince the other dark gamers to assist the Arpen Empire, but he failed repeatedly.

“Hey, Volk.”

“Yes, I’m listening.”

“There are many of us still scattered across the continent. They aren’t even at Morata.”

“We don’t know how many of us are here.”

“Yeah. Roamers without a destination; that is who we are. We belong in the hunting grounds, not the cities.”

The dark gamers in broad terms were just people working in the same field. They kept their whereabouts secret.

“Even if they are at Morata, there will only be a few of them. There are none among us who would use the Brazier of Sacrifice for the safety of the continent.”

“I am aware.”

“Then how much of a help will we be? There’s the Hermes Guild after all. On top of that… It is questionable if Weed will offer us any seats when we join him. Weed and the Hermes Guild will do well on their own. It is right for us to observe the situation, though we may become the hyenas.”

The dark gamers who arrived in Morata also had an objective.

The moment the mighty Kaybern is depleted of its strength and falls, they aimed to steal the kill.

“Hah. It will be beneficial for us to join the Kaybern hunt.”

“It will not happen no matter how hard you try. Just give up and watch.”


(To be continued…)

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V57C1P2 – In Morata

Par mimosab

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Bard Ray fought against the fierce cold winds in order to obtain the Ironblood Warrior job class. He crossed the iceland and withstood monster attacks with his body.

The unique trait of the Ironblood Warrior was that they became even more fortified when fighting powerful enemies in extreme environments.

‘I want to forfeit.’

Bard Ray wanted to quit more times than he could count, but he kept walking.

He recalled the scenes of Weed walking across the desert and becoming the Sun Warrior. His competitor had accomplished a very similar feat.

His body was wracked with intense pain like hundreds of rats were burrowing inside his flesh, but his pride drove him forward, step after step.

He remembered the times he lived through, how he had been praised as the God Warrior.

‘I will do this. I will finish it even if it costs me my life.’

He continued on for the sake of becoming the Ironblood Warrior. He felt he was at his limit, but a scrap of strength remained inside him and urged him forward. Only when huge flakes of snow began to fall upon him, did he feel true despair.

‘This is crazy… Just…’

He lowered his head and kept his pace. Thick packs of snow formed on his head and shoulders, but he did not have the power to brush them off.

At first the snow was around his ankles, but now it was above his waist, crushing his will once again.

‘This is truly insane. Would the deserts have been easier than this?’

The wind, like blades, carved at his flesh and seemed to cut to his bones.

He could only believe that Weed’s quest to walk across the hot desert had been easier.

‘Keep going. One step and another. I cannot afford to collapse here.’

A part of him felt relieved that the broadcast station was live streaming the scene.

If it weren’t for the station, he would have quit long ago.

It was a first for Bard Ray where a quest wasn’t about fighting incredible monsters, but pushed him to transcend his own limits.

< Perseverance increased by 1. >

Since it was the path to advance into the Ironblood Warrior, alerts about stat gains popped up on occasion.

‘Just a little more… Just until today.’

Bard Ray dragged his feet onwards. Even the commentators in the station were heated.

– That is Bard Ray for you. Typical players wouldn’t have made it as far as he has in such a crude environment.

– It’s all frozen. The only edible thing around is snow.

– He can’t even walk properly. God Warrior Bard Ray. We always saw only the extravagant side of him but in his heart he had such immeasurable will.

The response from the viewers was also positive about Bard Ray’s new appearance.

It was a chance to look at the human side of a man who once stood above the Hermes Guild.

– Amazing. I won’t be able to get anywhere near what he’s doing.

– I am watching as I am bathing in a hot tub at Puhol Waterpark. I feel like I should be out there hunting at least one monster.

– Wow… The people in the highest ranks in Royal Road have extraordinary determination.

– He was walking straight until yesterday. Now he’s dragging his feet. Was he injured or something?

– He looks completely wasted. Even his armor is frozen.

– Look at the scenery up ahead! An ice lake appeared, then a mountain behind it!

The viewers were impressed by the scale of Bard Ray’s effort.

The broadcast stations got a great hit from a show for which they had had little expectations.

The view rating of Morata’s war preparation and Bard Ray’s adventure were evenly split!

Morning, lunch, dinner, late night and onto dusk.

Bard Ray ceased to stop. He felt like if he stopped to rest, he wouldn’t be able to continue.

‘Weed, Weed, Weed, Weed…’

If Weed didn’t exist, he would have given up earlier.

Miraculously on the 5th day, massive icebergs were afloat in the far ocean.

Bard Ray walked almost unconsciously and he bashed against something in his way.


He was too exhausted to think about where he was walking.


< You have arrived at the location of the Frost Sword.

A legendary find!

You have discovered the Frost Sword before it was lost beneath the ocean.

This sword was pinned to the icelands for almost a thousand years and was imbued with the aura of ice.

This sword only acknowledges one master. >

< The adventure discovery increased Reputation by 8,500.

All stats increased by 4.

Willpower increased by 10. >

Bard Ray grasped the Frost Sword. His arm, shoulder and body froze instantly.


The pain was immense, wiping his mind completely.

< Release me from your grasp. >

Echos from the Frost Sword travelled inside him.

Bard Ray was able to make up his mind even in pain.

‘I must not let go of it.’

Each step added up had brought him to this place.

If he were at that moment to have let go, all would have been for nothing.

His consciousness was fading, but his heart did not have a hint of renouncement.

His honor disappeared the day he lost to Weed. In order to regain his pride, he could endure far more severe pain.

Significant time lapsed. On screen, only a minute had passed, but Bard Ray contemplated countless times.

His body was completely covered in ice and he was on the brink of freezing to death.

It was a different feeling from the times when he was farming for equipment in the Hermes Guild.

‘With this sword… Honor, will be mine again.’

To become the strongest man in all of Versailles, he was willing to pay any sacrifice.

At long last…

< The sword has chosen a new master.
Stamina has been replenished.
Exhaustion, Coldache, Freeze have been lifted. >

Fatigue disappeared.

The thick sheets of ice on his body melted away and transformed into dense muscles.

< You have advanced into the Ironblood Warrior.

You have survived the harshest environment and possess unbreakable willpower. Your advancement is complete. Your fortified body knows no fear.

Protect your comrades and lead battles to victory.

You must overwhelm all battles. >

< Physical abilities are enhanced by 20%
Endurance is greatly enhanced according to current Strength stat.
The more powerful the enemy, the greater the enhancement bonus.
All status effects are overcome more quickly.
Recovery rate increased.
Willpower can heighten magic resistance.
Increases combat effects of allies by a flat rate. >

Bard Ray let out a light sigh. Only then he knew that his adventure was over.


It was two days until Kaybern’s attack on Morata!

Bard Ray arrived at the northern gate of Morata via the teleport gate.

“It changed beyond my imaginations.”

He had heard from Arkhim but could not spare the time to watch the news.

The scenery had transformed completely from when he stepped out of the city gates to become the Ironblood Warrior.

The walls were reinforced by double and triple layers; residential areas were deconstructed and remaining buildings were patched securely with steel and rocks.

Countless structures similar to the goddess statue and the Light Tower were visible.

“It’s Bard Ray!”

“Oh, it is really him!”

The players cheered at the sight of Bard Ray. They too had waited for his return.

After all, the fight against Kaybern would have been quite empty without his presence.

Though he had lost to Weed, his honor as the God Warrior did not dissipate.

Some players still assessed that Bard Ray was stronger than Weed.

“Welcome. I will show you how much Morata has changed.”

Bard Ray looked around Morata with Arkhim’s guide.

“Indeed it seems there has been a lot of change. With only a glimpse I can tell that it is an entirely different fortress.”

“The bond between the Northern players and their ability of quick construction is worthy of praise.”

It took them less than a day to construct shelters and defensive walls.

Beginning after breakfast, the first structures were complete around lunchtime.

The supply transport, design and construction seemed to have been carried out by different minds but the results were satisfactory.

They were excellent in haphazard but rapid construction.

“Where is the expected location of the fight?”

“The dragon’s lair is located to the south, so we predict that it will come from the same direction. Still, it would be favorable if the battle can take place in Bingryeong or Wyvern Square. We have put the bait in place.”


“The dragon destroys the most noticeable and the most expensive valuables. So, we crafted some traps.”

“Let’s go see them.”

Bard Ray took a closer look around Binryong Square and was convinced.

There was a sculpture of the black dragon that spanned over several hundred meters!

It was yet to be complete, but it was so realistically detailed and yet somehow a bit uglier.

Furthermore, it was a depiction of the dragon getting its butt whacked by a goblin, a creature that the dragon didn’t even consider as a life form.

“This… This will surely enrage the dragon. What if it fires magic spells or breath from afar?”

“That is our concern, but the Mapan Council and the northern merchant councils offered their assistance.”

“In what way?”

“They plan to stack piles of gold in the town square.”

If the dragon were to see the treasure, it would never destroy them.

Even the Light Tower, the arts center and goddess statue were to be dressed with gold in the hopes of avoiding the dragon’s attack.

“The dragon will certainly destroy the statue of mockery. If it goes as planned, we will seize our opportunity in either Bingryeong or Wyvern Square.”

“Everyone will commence the attack at the town square.”

“Yes. Fortunately through negotiations we retained our command over our guild forces.” 

Arkhim asked that if the war began, they were granted the authority to fight independently.

Weed agreed to the proposal.

It would have been a handsome sight to lead the Hermes Guild members, but truthfully they were a hassle to lead effectively.

Unlike the Northern players used for human wave tactics, they were elite players with impressive combat abilities.

He thought that the Hermes Guild hunting the dragon on their own accord was much more advantageous.

“Granted. But I am sure the dragon will ascend when it’s in danger.”

“It is vital that we prevent its flight, but for the worst we have prepared Mule’s griffin strikers for an aerial fight. We have to put an end to the fight that very day.”

Bard Ray observed the preparations in Morata and was filled with excitement for the day of war.


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V57C1P1 – In Morata

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KMC Media broadcast Bard Ray’s adventure to become an Ironblood Warrior.

– It is now known that a new job class can be obtained by climbing the ice wall and traversing the glacial region. The Ironblood Warrior. I am sure some of you already know about it.

– It is a special combat type job class. Their iron-forge endurance means they could survive no matter the damage…

– Ha-ha, that is an over-exaggeration. But it is true that the Ironblood Warrior possess incredible defense. It’s a job class born from a harsh environment.

– Is it similar to when Weed-nim became a Sun Warrior by putting an end to the storm in the desert?

– I suppose you can see it that way.

The prime of Hermes Guild had long been over, but the viewer rating was high for Bard Ray’s job class. On the screen, Bard Ray was visible from afar climbing the glacial wall.

– It seems to be a challenge just to climb the wall.

– It looks like his feet can’t find purchase.

– It will be slippery and sharp. He needs to form his own path up. Judging by the flapping of his clothes, the winds seem to be rough.

– I’m getting chilly just by watching.

– He has to climb with his bare hands and with Strength or Perseverance that is too low, it is a dangerous quest that could result in a fall to oblivion. Players with acrophobia should not dare try this.

Bard Ray’s cloak started to flutter outrageously when he reached about a third of the way.

From there he took off the cloak and though it wasn’t noticeable on screen, his body struggled to fight through the strong winds.

‘One wrong step and I’m dead.’

Bard Ray advanced up the ice wall as clear as a mirror.

His stamina was draining and he had to maintain his concentration so he would not slip. In this manner, he managed to complete the wall climb and thought to himself that the hardest part was over.

‘Finally, I did it.’

His fingers were frozen solid without any sensation and so were his legs.

‘Now, I have to get as far as I can.’

He certainly desired the Frost Sword from the quest reward.

Bard Ray bowed his head down against the blades of wind and began walking forward.

To think that each step with a frozen body would be so difficult.

He realized quickly that the Ironblood Warrior required extraordinary perseverance.

‘People will be watching me live… If I die here, it would be a total humiliation.’




Morata’s fortification!

Miblos and Pabo collaborated with the Northern architect association.

The architects engaged in an extensive discussion with the blueprints of Morata.

“City protection and the dragon hunt must take place simultaneously. They are difficult objectives to pull off at once.”

“It would be better if the fight can occur outside the city.”

 “That would be most hopeful… But judging by the turn of events, our chance is with the dragon descending in the centre of the city.”

“Assessment of structures in proximity, the Bingryong Square will result in the least damage. How about we lure the dragon here?”

“The Wyvern Square is also not a bad choice. The market is nearby but the location will take less work for reconstruction.”

The architects were overloaded with designing and construction at the same time.

It was uncertain how much time would be granted from raising walls around Morata and fortifying the structures.

If a mass-scale magic spell were to be cast over the city, the buildings would crumble like haystacks in the wind.

For the architects the situation was the most extreme and the worst, which stirred up their deepest passion.

Miblos stared at the map of Morata and soon raised his head.

“What is Weed-nim’s final comment?”

Pabo spoke solemnly.

“He informed me that he will support whatever decision we arrive at.”

“Even if all of Morata will be destroyed?”

“The architects will not be questioned under any circumstance. He will provide everything required for the preparation of war and will take responsibility for the entire process and outcome himself.”

“Huh. For him to have such faith in us.”

Miblos was well of age and he was sincerely touched by Weed trusting him despite his seniority.

It was a different level of respect from back when he was in the Central Continent taking subcontract jobs.

The other architects nodded in agreement.

“As expected of Weed-nim.”

“That’s a tough decision. He knows the importance of architecture hence the reason for his faith in us.”

“There’s no need to talk about anything else. You need only look at one man to realize why the Arpen Empire is flourishing.”

Weed’s reputation was high overall and he was treated with absolute respect especially from the merchants and architects.

“What about the participation from the Blacksmith association?”

“The dwarf blacksmiths are actively providing for us.”

“What of our iron supply?”

“It’s not plenty, but not lacking either. About 3,000 steel buildings can be raised before D-day.”

The architects carefully organized several plans.

Borrowing from the artists diverting the dragon’s attention with fake artwork, they planned to build metal buildings; buildings that would attract the dragon and withstand average magic and physical impact.

Their purpose was to get Kaybern to waste its attacks so that the vital structures would not be attacked.

Miblos drew a line through the important locations in Morata.

“This is our final line of defense. We have to protect this no matter what. After the war, for Morata to be restored, there must be at least a third of the city left.”

“I agree.”

“Near the Great Library, nothing else shall be done except for raising walls so that we don’t attract its attention. The other buildings must be targeted.”

“Let’s proceed with that. Also, we need to record the most accurate map and the original form of the buildings…. just in case.”

The air in the room was heavy.

They had to account for Kaybern coming out ahead in this war and razing Morata completely.

Miblos spoke.

“There is actually not much we can do. We can minimize the damage to the city and provide accessibility to the players engaging in this war. Even if all our efforts are in vain, we shall not give up.”




Weed heard about the news from the Earth Shadow party from Mapan.

“They’re in for a rough time.”

– Mapan: Given that it’s a quest from Ratuas, it will prove to be quite difficult. Still, they are excellent adventurers so it will be worth the challenge.

“Please help them out whenever you can.”

– Mapan: Sure! The council will provide our utmost assistance.

“If the Morata defense plan were to fail, we will need the ingredients for the secret potion.”

– Mapan: God forbid that happens… But we will prepare for the worst.

Weed also received reports regarding the World Tree and that a quest appeared for all elves across the continents.

It was about acquiring a new job class, proceeding with the quest, scavenging ingredients and nurturing the World Tree.

The elves would be granted more powerful abilities based on the growth stage of the World Tree. For the entire elven race, a profound objective of the World Tree’s development had been created.

‘The elves too will be subject to all sorts of hardship.’

Weed felt the quest difficulties of Royal Road firsthand.

The elves, despite their beautiful appearance and unique advantages, were far from the boundaries of player interest.

Their health points and stamina were below average.

As hunters they possessed uncomparable proficiency with bows, but they also had the penalty of nausea from excessive killing.

That being said, such penalties did not apply when defending forests.

‘For the World Tree to grow and the elves to become more powerful… Mmm, it means there will be a huge danger that comes with it.’

Nothing came by for free. Whenever the World Tree advances a growth stage, it will require a tremendous amount of resources and that would result in another crisis.

‘Just like how Kaybern burnt down the World Tree, it will become a target of other monsters and demons. Anyhow, the elves will be happy for now.’

The objective of growing the World Tree came with a guaranteed reward.

The elves were already plant-loving beings, so the players who chose to play as an elf would feel a sense of accomplishment in the process.

“The iron walls are way too weak! Which architect association is responsible for this?”

“The buildings over here? Just give them up, you fool. You can’t protect all of them. And why are you trying to protect the shantytown?!”

“The struts are here. Whoever needs them please come and take them.”

“Grass porridge, porridge! Crab grass porridge!”

The influx of players into Morata continued. A huge construction was taking place, but many novice players decided to stay inside the city.

It was all to witness up close the historical battle against Kaybern.

Weed thought of the dangers but did not convince them to do otherwise.

‘Even if we are defeated, I must show them how we fought this war.’

It was all a huge disappointment without spectators!

He was not planning to lose without returning some severe damage.

Along with the Grass Porridge Cult and the Hermes Guild, he formulated strategies to defeat Kaybern every night.

At first their relationship was rather detached, but soon they were a collective whole with a common goal of defeating the dragon.

Weed led Arkhim and the others around Morata.

“As you know already, there are many variables in war. Morata is a major city and so we must change our tactics depending on the direction the dragon will come from.”

Even if they were to succeed in luring the dragon into the city, it would be a miracle to fight in the most desirable location. Therefore, bait was needed and that was strategically complex to arrange.

“There is only one opportunity. Maybe two at most. When the fight breaks out on the ground, we must prevent it from flying again.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

The commanders imprinted the view of Morata vividly into their minds; the locations for ambush and the tertiary locations for different situations.

The war in Garnav Plains was one that started abruptly with no countermeasures.

‘I’m sure it will be different this time.’

‘Weed, the Hermes Guild… so many players have lined up to use the Brazier of Sacrifice. I think we have a fighting chance.’

The commanders did not want defeat, but wished to recover their recognition.

Even though their grudge against Weed was grave, the joint operation at Morata changed their minds greatly.

‘There is no need to be so aggressive up front, even if the situation turns us into enemies again.’

‘Like the fall of Hermes Guild, Arpen will not last forever. I’m sure the foundation is weak for this empire as well. It’d be wise to sit back and wait.’

‘Great performances during the war will be recognized by everyone. That’s what is important.’

The commanders roamed Morata and felt Weed’s popularity with their own skin. But they knew the course of history in Royal Road better than anyone.

Even the once unstoppable Hermes Guild crumbled.

They believed that if Arpen were to fall in the future and chaos stir again, their shining performance would prove to be a meaningful asset.

The flames of ambition did not go out easily once lit.

Weed observed the commanders and smiled brightly.

‘They’re filled with greed and because of it, they are so much more obedient.’

He wished for a better future turn of events but for the time being, he was determined to exploit them as much as possible.


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V56C8P3 – The End Of The Quest

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Haruna confirmed based on the report on fairies from Stain, an adventurer.

“They appear when you drink flower wine made with a special recipe at a place with great scenery. The deeper the scent, the more likely they are to come bearing gifts for the honest and reputable players.”

Weed returned with Vishur and Knatul to a small lake near Morata and drank flower wine.

One, two, three glasses.

They fished and sewed while drinking and soon they noticed a peculiar sound.


“You there. That is some fine drink.”

Malin of the fairies arrived like a fly.

“The revenge that will not subside with  time. Kaybern is on the move.”

“I will gladly fight.”

He too decided to join the Half-elf Vishur.

< Find companions of war complete. >

Barbarian Knatul.

Fairy knight Malin.

Upon a historical promise, they joined the fight against Black Dragon Kaybern.

Human, Half-elf, Barbarian, Fairy knight.

The heroes of four nations shall share the same fate.

< The quest rewards +4 to all stats. >

< Reputation increased by 10,000. >

The quest was finally complete!

It was rather simple but it was a quest that could only be accomplished with specific information.

The four heroes gathered to defeat the dragon.

Fairy knight Malin enveloped himself with a mystical light and spoke.

“To confront the dragon, we have to stop its magic.”

Barbarian Knatul continued.

“Is that possible?”

“There are several methods. If you consume secret potion that can only be forged at the Fairy Lake, you can reduce the amount of magic damage you take.”

“We must scavenge them.”

“I know the recipe. But the Fairy Lake is overtaken by the demons. We must gather the materials and head to the lake.”


< The secret potion of Sabrina Lake.

The curious fairies created many arcane items.

One boasted of above all was the potion that granted resistance against magic!

With it, the player can withstand the most powerful magic spells.

The recipe requires 32 different materials.

Barny’s Red Medicinal Herb, Stone of Alaksium, Moss of the Green Skull, Coral of Turtle Island, Crescent Moon of Kundan, White Fox Tail, Snail Shell of Nemo…

Find all these ingredients and chase out the demons from the Fairy Lake.

Malin will craft the secret potion.

Difficulty: Crafting quest.

Reward: Secret Potion of Magic Resistance.

Quest requirement: Enter the fairy world. Must be guided by a fairy knight. >

Weed sent a whisper message instantly.

“Mapan-nim, how many of these can you find?”

– Mapan: Coral of Turtle Island? I can get this with pirates and divers. I heard the snail shell is extremely rare… I have one or two in stock. Hold on. I will ask if there’s more.

Mapan being a merchant was knowledgeable about countless ingredients.

– Mapan: Moss of the Green Skull can be found in infected corpses. Bahabam dungeon. They are found in that location only on days with the thickest fog. Many of these items only drop once every month. I expect it will take about 3 months to find the other ingredients.

“What if we purchase them from other players?”

– Mapan: I wonder if the Hermes Guild has any of them in stock. Anyhow, items like the Crescent Moon of Kundan aren’t well known, and other items drop at a drastically low rate even in boss monster raids. I can even see ones without a known origin.

“So we can’t collect them all in a week’s time.”

– Mapan: 3 months would be enough to search the entire continent thoroughly. The assault squad can provide assistance as well.

Weed regrettably assessed that the Savior quest had to be put on hold.

‘The squad will be a great help, but I guess I will have to do without them.’

Even if they collected all the ingredients, they still had to take over the lake from the demons.

From this point on, he decided to prioritize the battle against Kaybern over the Savior quest.


The Earth Shadow party succeeded in transporting the World Tree to the Central Continent.

“Thank you, Pale-nim.”

“It’s nothing. It had to be done.”

The squad led by Pale protected them from the skies.

Huge mobs of monsters swarmed the party at times, but Weed insisted.

– Weed: Please succeed with this quest.

It was highly possible that Kaybern was linked to the Elven race quest.

That being said, even if the elven warriors joined forces, it would be difficult to assemble them on time at Morata.

Still, if the World Tree was to root properly and bring more elves into the world, the benefits would be massive.

Prospering forests and increased yield of delicious fruits alone was already a jackpot!

Elrix was to plant the World Tree again and that was at one of the forbidden locations, in proximity of the  Aberian Forest.

The border of Tulen and Rasal!

Elrix dug deep into the ground with a shovel.

“I will plant it now.”

“Hold on. I don’t know if it’s necessary, but it might do some good for the tree.”

Ben poured the special fertilizer that he bought from the merchants.

“I put in plenty.”

The sapling of the World Tree was planted.

It was quiet for a few seconds, but soon the tree branches began climbing to the sky.

The rich branches spread wide and the roots pushed deeply underground.

The nearby scenery transformed accordingly.

The dry grass turned green and flowers bloomed.

The soft winds carried fresh aromas.

Red, white, evergreen.

Flowers of various colors and trees if many kinds flourished in the forest.


“What in the world…”

“I feel like I’m witnessing a season’s change all at once.”

The Earth Shadow party and the assault squad members enjoyed the luxury of the earth’s gift. The flowers wilted and the leaves fell, but soon bloomed again and formed thick forests.

< The World Tree Restored complete.
The World Tree has returned to its home.
The elves, protectors of the forest will regain their lost powers.

The ancient elven magic is unlocked. Affinity with spirits and fairies is heightened, allowing summoning of the spirit king and the fairy king.

New job classes: Forest Kin, Forest Hunter, World Tree Warrior, Keeper of the Forest can be obtained.

The influence of the World Tree’s growth effect will expand the forest territory rapidly.

All elves receive the blessing of the World Tree and have heightened abilities in the forests.

Vision improved by 100%.

Movement speed increased by 30%.

Maximum health points increased by 50%.

Plant and Earth magic spells are enhanced.

The elves will gain more advanced ability effects depending on the growth stage of the World Tree. >

The Aberian forest underwent a transformation as well.

Vicious monsters thrived in Aberian Forest.

The green aura of the World Tree covered the trees and branched out endlessly to the forest.

The ash-colored grass revived and the trees bore new branches, adding to the abundance of the forest.

Herbivores began sprawling and the high elves thought to have disappeared returned.

They scavenged the tree branches on the ground and built shabby huts.

The high elf village was being established.

This was the power of the World Tree that purified Aberian Forest, one of the 10 forbidden locations!

If the World Tree grew and returned to its prime, the elves could take its branches and roots and spread the forest to anywhere in the world.

The prosperity of the forest meant that everyone knew that the elves would bring a total resurrection of their own civilization.

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– I’m going to make an elf account right now.

– Elves are the way to go.

– Those who have played as elves until now won the lottery.

– The elves have so many advantages even now… Now the World Tree?

The viewers were talkative.

The World Tree had been returned home, but the quest was still unfinished.

– More earth essence is required to erect forests. The monsters must be cleared.

The World Tree assigned a quest to eradicate monsters in the region with the high elves.

The assault squad members accepted the quest, but there was one more task.

The World Tree spoke to the Earth Shadow party.

– You must meet with Dragon Ratuas.

Silver Ring was astonished.

“The Blue Dragon?”

– Yes. You must retrieve an item and deliver my message.

Elrix sighed secretly.

“Hey all. You’re all going to accept this, right?”

The quest related to the dragon. The hardships involved were obvious, but knowing his comrades, they had no reason to turn it down.

“Of course.”

“I’m doing this for sure.”

Elrix was the same. One disappointment, if there were any, would be that he could miss the war against Kaybern at Morata.


Weed resided at Morata since the day he stopped the Savior quest.

Hunting and leading the dwarves were important, but he had to plan for the war.

‘I need to consider as many scenarios as I can. The dragon has to be lured into a position favourable to us.’

The worst case was the dragon refusing to descend to the ground.

If it were to spam breaths and magic attacks from above, just who could win against it?

‘There’s no solution. Aerial fight is a guaranteed loss. If that happens, everyone needs to retreat. The only fighting chance we have is on the ground.’

Kaybern had to be dragged down somehow.

The Hermes Guild too sent contingents to assist in the construction of defensive camps.

Arkhim made a proposal while examining the map of Morata.

“Magic corps have to be stationed in several locations within the city.”

“Would magic attacks work against a dragon with high magic resistance?”

“The damage will mostly be mitigated… But there are many other spells that mages can use. They can assist warriors with flight or acceleration spells. We have many mages in the guild that are willing to fight.”

The Hermes Guild’s mages, summoners, and spirit callers were assigned a building as their residence.

Gaushu, Hyler, Calcus, Gross, Crebulta and the others who excelled in Garnav Plains; the ex-commanders arrived with forces under their direct command.

Weed’s request for the Hermes Guild was 10,000 troops willing to use the Brazier of Sacrifice, but far more guild members were making preparations.

“Is there a reason for us to go this far?”

“I was also surprised to see this many volunteers.”

Arkhim smiled bitterly.

“They wished for the achievement for the dragon hunt. The mages could raise their soul level.”

“Soul level?”

“If one becomes an advanced mage, their high magic power unlocks the link to the soul. It is said that their magic level could increase and their incantations could be realized faster…”

“So, in order to raise the soul level, they have to hunt powerful monsters.”

“That’s correct. Normal monsters don’t grant it. For a mage, the dragon is the ultimate offering. If a dragon dies nearby, they could even absorb a portion of its mana.”

The job class expected to be the most powerful when Royal Road was just released was the mage!

When there was a lack of information among players, absurd rumors about mages such as being capable of blasting an entire mountain with a single spell spread out to the community and it was rare to find someone who was not hyped up.

Correspondingly, mages were difficult at lower levels but packed boastful attacks.

The fact that magic spells were hard to learn and that mage equipment was expensive were both relieved by the indomitable destructive force of the job class.

Presently, the mages weren’t all that popular, but the mage corp of the Hermes Guild was undoubtedly the best in the continent.

“Anyway, it will be a great asset for the Hermes Guild to step up like this.”

“Thank you for addressing it.”

Arkhim and the other ex-commanders appeared before the citizens of Morata and made a public apology.

They acknowledged that they were responsible for the rise of Kaybern and that they will do everything in their power to stop the dragon.

It was an inevitable course of action given that the Hermes Guild wanted to be active even in the Central and Northern continents.

Weed did not take their apology to heart.

‘What is the point of making a grave mistake and apologizing for it later?’

Once a villain, always a villain.

Even so, if they had any worth to them, he had to exploit them. Statistically, there would always be too much scum to count in the world.

“I am reassured that the Hermes Guild is on our side.”

“Ha-ha. Let us move on from the past.”

Weed and Arkhim exchanged eye contact and grinned.

‘The idiots who tried to cut off my living…’

‘The Hermes Guild’s greatest enemy!’

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V56C8P2 – The End Of The Quest

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The battle against Kracore waged on.

The monster was tenacious and putrid, but with each exchange, it lost more cells.

Whenever Weed attacked, it lost portions of its army and its main body, slowly weakening over time.

– Losing my body like this… It’s infuriating… Still, I cannot lose to the likes of you!

“You were pretty persistent. But it wasn’t good enough.”

In the extensive battle, he discovered Kracore’s weakness.

Fire, poison and divine power. Weed was able to slowly force the monster to confront him directly.

Weed was prepared every step of the way and with each sword attack, a part of Kracore’s cells burned away completely.

The dwarves, also backed away from the confrontation, scrambling for purchase on floor that was slippery from the stray cells of Kracore.

– Mortal Explosion!

In the brink of danger, the cells on the ground latched on and attempted to absorb him, forcing him to retaliate with his skills.

“Sandstorm of Ruins!”

The final skill of the desert warrior.

The room was spacious, having been the final boss room, but the skill was nevertheless extremely dangerous to use inside a dungeon.

“Everyone on defense!”

“Fall back!’

The dwarves raised their shields and huddled low. Their equipment was arranged with high magic resistance in preparation for the dragon.

Even so, the damage still inflicted that remained only barely tolerable.

The ground split apart and the sandstorm brewed.

With Kracore at the center, the storm swept the surroundings and knocked away the cell monsters.

“Sword of Regeneration!”

After the end of the storm, Weed activated the Sword of Regeneration and focused on defense and recovery with the dwarves.

< God Warrior Batali’s blessings are bestowed upon you. 

20% of lost health points are recovered.

Health recovery is increased and you become immune to pain.

Armor penetration will be based on the damage inflicted on the enemy! >

God warrior Batali’s blessing applied when it became available.

Kracore gradually dried out over 10 hours of battle.

Weed reflected upon himself just as the battle came to an end.

‘There was a lack of attack power. Kracore’s physical defense was especially high. The dwarves didn’t get to commit fully… But I had no choice but to drag it out. We won this with the god’s blessings and equipment.’

If he had led a mage force against Kracore, the battle would have been swell.

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Magical attacks would have froze and burned away the cells, dealing serious damage.

He did not get the chance to use necromancy, but he felt the need to learn more combat skills for a variety of situations.

‘In that aspect, it is true that the Hermes Guild is strong overall.’

In the fight against the dragon, the best of both the sword and magic were to be mobilized.

Excluding the dwarf warriors, there were a swarm of players who wished to participate and was likely not to be an elongated battle.

‘If we fight with the dragon as long as we did here, there won’t be much left of Morata.’

At last, Weed gifted Kracore its eternal rest.

< Agoldia’s past overlord, Kracore has been vanquished.

You have gained a level.
Great combat achievement increased reputation by 5,230.
Charisma increased by 2.
Strength increased by 2.
Perseverance increased by 3. >

“Urgh. That was a tough fight.”

“Still, you are amazing, Weedhand!”

“I knew you had this.”

Weed tended to the dwarves after the fight.

The fight with Kracore’s monsters resulted in 15 casualties!

4 among the lost were drained by Kracore and lost health points and Strength.

“We have to treat the badly wounded first.”

Weed wrapped bandages with the other dwarves.

They were tough warriors and if they didn’t die at the end of battle, they survived in most cases.

Kracore left an ingredient for a rare potion that permanently increased maximum health points by 3,000.

There was no other loot, but that alone was sufficient!

He was able to recover the dwarven made equipment as well.


<The Lightning Crown complete.

The secret storage of Agoldia created for future insurance has been recovered by the dwarves.

The heavily equipped dwarves will no longer fear Kaybern.>

< 15 dwarves died. Additional rewards are applied!
Maximum health points of all dwarves increased by 7%. >

Weed’s attention was fixated on the crown decorated with jewels.

It was behind Kracore which kept stealing his gaze in the midst of battle.

Finally, he obtained the Lightning Crown into his possession.

“Hoo… It is done. Identify!”

< Lightning Crown: Durability: 110/110. Defense: 79.>

The dwarves excavated the jewels of power, lightning and dominance from the deepest layers of the earth.

“This power is too risky for us to keep in our hands.”

“No, it gives us a chance to free ourselves from the dragon’s oppression.”

Long ago, the blacksmiths gathered the powers sealed inside the jewels and forged the crown.

“Now will we be able to confront Kaybern?”

“It’s not enough. We need the artifact of our kind, the Brazier of Sacrifice.”

“The brazier… is not within our reach.”

“Unfortunately, this crown must be kept away in secret until the day we find it.”

“Where do we hide it?”

“Deep underground.”

< You have recovered the Lightning Crown hidden away by the dwarves.
Requirement: Dwarves only.
Level 1,190. >

< Savior of the dwarves.
Attribute: Maximum health points, mana and stamina doubled.
Physical recovery rate increased 300% during battle.
Combat abilities unaffected by severe wounds.
The first wearer is permanently granted 30 points in all stats.
Grants a shield that negates up to 800,000 ranged damage.
Grants the title ‘Leader of Dwarves’.
Nullifies Dragon Fear in a 30 meter radius.
Exhausting the three jewels in the crown will bring new abilities. >

< Jewel of Strength.
Grants 2,000 Strength for a day.
Max damage of all skills enhanced by 50%.>

< Jewel of Lightning.
Summon the most powerful lightning in exchange for health points.
Movement speed increased by 250%.

< Jewel of Dominance.
Enhances physical abilities of the user and nearby dwarves by 30%.
Leadership over dwarves reaches maximum level.
No longer intimidated by the dragon. >

“This is just amazing.”

Weed’s time invested in recovering the crown was well worth it.

If it weren’t for the dwarves-only restriction, it would have been one of the best items to ever exist.

One of the dwarf warriors spoke.

“Weedhand. The warriors will be waiting for battle. You are worthy of leading us all. Binehand-nim, the respected elder has the flag of retaliation. Pay a visit.”

< Obtain the Flag of Retaliation!

Visit Binehand, the dwarf elder who has been waiting for a long time and find the flag with 67 mountain peaks.

All dwarves across the continent must be assembled for the fight against Kaybern.

Difficulty: Race Quest

Requirement: Dwarf.

Reward: Flag of Retaliation. >

“I understand.”

Weed accepted the quest lightheartedly. However, he was not interested in any more race quests. Simple quests he could complete, but he had to let go of time consuming quests.

Gathering the warriors from each village would take a great length of time.

– Mapan: Weed-nim, congratulations on the quest completion. I have confirmed the intel from Knatul and Malin.

“Where are they?”

– Mapan: First, Knatul is in the northern glacial region.


Weed exited the dwarf secret storage and used Yurin’s Paint Teleportation Skill. He travelled as far north as he could and rode on Wy-3 who was waiting for him.

“Let’s make haste.”

– Kuaaat. Where to?

“Just keep flying north. No thinking involved.

– What’s going on?

“You have to keep flying until you pass out. Don’t worry though. I need to use you for so much more. I won’t let you die.”

– Kuaaat!

Wy-3 fought against the cold winds and flew north like a bullet.

Then Wy-3 became exhausted and he had to transfer to Bingryong.

“Take good care of the dwarves for me.”

– Pale: Yes. I will wait for you at Morata.

The dwarves inside the secret storage were to be taken to Morata by the assault squad and the Mapan Council.

Once Weed arrived at the cold glacial region, the avian guides greeted him.

– Bodam : This way, Weed-nim!

A sparrow wearing a thick fur coat led the way.

They encountered an ice village of barbarians living on the white snow plains.

“We are here.”

Weed riding on Bingryong arrived at the sky of the barbarian village.

On the ground were the barbarians with spears looking surprised.

– The temperature is just right. I like this place.

Bingryong watched over the snow field pleasantly.

“I heard that the glacial storm brews in the east.”

– I wish to go. I like cold places.

“Take a trip once we are done. Cool your body off.”

– Thanks, master.

The weary barbarians had large halberds, hammers and throwing spears in their hands.

Weed slowly descended towards the village entrance with Bingryeong.

“Human! This place is prohibited.”

They were closed off against outsiders.

The barbarians were about to break out any moment, but soon the half-elf Vishur appeared on Wy-2 and they dropped their guard.

– Gwaat!

Wy-2, who brought Vishur, wore a fur coat but the coat was covered with fresh ice.

– Master. I’m about to pass away.

“I’m here. You won’t die in a place like this.”

Weed started a sizable campfire with holy fire. Wy-2 wobbled closer and warmed up.

“I’m the only one who cares for you, do you see?”

– Thanks. I thought I was dead for sure.

“The one who cares for you in your most difficult  time is your lifesaver. Be good to me.”

– I got it. Gwaat.

Wy-2 rubbed against him as a show of affection.

Meanwhile, Vishur conversed with the barbarians.

“In accordance with our historic pact, we wish to combine our powers to face Kaybern.”

“The shackles of our tribe…”

“After we defeat Kaybern, I will help you no matter the sacrifice.”

“So be it.”

The 3 meter tall barbarian hero Knatul agreed to join forces.

The information on the fairy knight Malin was lacking, but the fairy world was small.

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“As I thought, the next target is Morata.”

Weed returned to the secret storage of Agoldia.

From here on out, time was of the essence!

The dwarven warriors were ready after sufficient rest; Kracore, the final boss of the dungeon remained.

Aid was supplied by the Mapan Council in order to defeat Kracore.

Weed took out a green bottle and applied it to the Loa sword.

“Put this liquid on your weapons. The more the better.”

“What is this?”

“What an awful stench. Is it poison? Using poison in battle is a disgrace to dwarves.”

Brockhand and the dwarves rejected the idea.

Their pride as dwarven warriors could not accept such a tactic.

The players of the Mapan Council who came to deliver supplies watched in concern.

The obstinance of dwarves wasn’t easy to break.

Weed grinned.

“This isn’t poison.”


“This is made from Upulechika leaves. It prevents the cell regeneration of Kracore and destroys them.”

“Ah, it was a flower?”

The dwarves acknowledged it begrudgingly and rubbed the green liquid on their weapons.

“Just like that? It convinced them?”

“What? How is that different from poison? It’s the same thing.”

Upulechika was a beautiful but vile poisonous herb. 

It was a plant that only grew in the deep swamps of Tulen.

For typical monsters, its effects were mild paralysis, but for specific monsters, the paralysis was boosted significantly.

“I have to hand it to him, I almost got convinced too.”

“Honestly, same. His brazen tone of speech made me accept it.”

“That’s Weed-nim. They say that even Mapan-nim learned the basics of trade from Weed-nim.”

Weed led the dwarves quickly into the room of Kracore.

“If it gets too dangerous, trust your comrades and back away. We must face Kaybern. We cannot die in a lowly place like this.”

“I got it.”

“Everyone, be careful.”

The final boss!

Weed took the nervous dwarf warriors to the final boss room.

Kracore was a 55-meter tall lump of growths.

The space was large as a town square with dwarven crafted equipment scattered all over the floor.

< Primal fear!

You have encountered a being of overwhelming power. >

< You feel overwhelmingly intimidated. Terror has instilled into your mind.

Your Willpower and Spirit withstand it. >

Weed’s fighting spirit remained unhindered unless he was under a presence like a dragon, so nothing felt special.

Though the dwarves were considerably weary.

‘It looks like a clump of flesh. But it is an incredible creature. And we still have to face Kaybern in a few days…’

The pink, round cell chunk even seemed a little adorable.

– I have waited for ages. New visitors.

– You all will become a part of me.

From the body of Kracore split cell masses the size of knuckles which developed quickly into the forms of the ferocious beasts that roamed Agoldia.

– Go!

On Kracore’s command, the predators sprang from the ground!

Beasts four to five meters tall charged fearlessly forward.

“Defense formation!”

Weed ordered the dwarves who formed a line of defense with the room entrance behind them.


“Lift your shields! Strike down with your hammers!”

The dwarves put their shields forward and built a protective wall. Not a moment later, the sharp claws and body slams rammed against it.

“Dwarves. Pull out your swords, spears, and shields!”

“The greatness of our kind!”

“Kracore. I will avenge our kin, who were sacrificed for your wretched conduct!”

The dwarf warriors roared as they clashed their sword and shield against one another.

A powerful buff that shrouded their comrades!

“We will lure one at a time and take it out.”

“Fend them off comrades! Shield battalion!”

Weed observed the status of the dwarves, but even without his meticulous command, they seemed to be able to hold their own against the creatures of Agoldia.

The beasts empowered by Kracore were constantly evolving.

Their size kept growing and so did their power, but it was still manageable for the dwarves to hunt.



With each swing, the animals screamed.

They were savages created from the cells of Kracore and therefore possessed heightened defense and recovery, but at the same time, they were severely affected by their greatest weakness – poison.

‘Kracore. Cell-type monster. It takes its own cells to create monsters. Most attacks to its main body are absorbed.’

Some people said that Kracore was able to recreate any monster it had absorbed once before.

It could easily produce Wyverns, griffins, and even giants.

Once it neutralized the opponents, it latched onto them. It stole their bodies and exercised terrifying control over them.

Since Kracore was the ruler of Agoldia, there was a lot of data about the monster that was preserved.

– We, the Levenche Guild will be the first to hunt Kracore!

It was before the Hermes Guild united the Central Continent.

The Levenche Guild with a mediocre reputation attempted the raid during their Agoldia adventure and were massacred.

They had no clue that Kracore was so powerful. They were dragged away by the predators and monsters and were consumed by the main body.

In reality, there were reasonable suspicions that Kracore pretended to be weak in order to lure prey, hence baiting the Levenche Guild.

‘This one is clever. It doesn’t die easily which makes it even trickier.’

The danger of Kracore had just begun.

Just a portion of its body could reproduce the cells into an enormous army.

The 55 meters of flesh meant that it had the ability to reinforce units endlessly.

Moreover, bigger lumps of cells could reproduce highly advanced monsters.

‘It isn’t the boss monster of Agoldia for no reason. For now, it is trying to wear out the dwarves in a dragged out battle.’

Its intentions were quite obvious.

It did not want to spend more cells and therefore planned to exhaust the dwarves and feed on them one by one.

‘There are two ways to victory. Keep defeating the cell army and weaken the main body, or go straight for it instead.’

Weed assessed that he could not afford to spend any more time before the fight against Kaybern.

“Sword of Radiance!”

He slipped between the dwarves and advanced with rays of light.


“It’s dangerous. Return quickly!”

Weed ignored their concerns and pushed forward rapidly.



The beasts pounced from all directions.


Weed passed through the dimensional gate and swung his sword.

He pooled all his Art stats into Strength with Sculptural Destruction and attacked with venomous poison applied.

Fever, paralysis, confusion, bleeding: a four-piece set!

The poison was even more powerful than the one he offered to the dwarves.

“Team 1, 2, 3, and 4. Charge while maintaining defense formation!”

The dwarves with shields up ran further.

“Team 5 to 20. Scatter and engage in skirmishes. The target is the main body of Kracore!”


The dwarves clustered in defense spread at once.

Weed saw his chance, despite the numerous beasts and protective forces remaining.

Weed thought of his days as the Great King of the Desert.

‘These dwarves have high defense. They will survive just about anything.’

He threw his subordinates into the middle of battle. The survivors only became stronger than before!

< You have slain Cell Logger. >

The Loa sword cut down the beasts cleanly, however, the corpses with their cell core intact revived as smaller and weaker forms. The Kracore cells transformed into goblins and dwarves.

“You cannot defeat us.”

“Kracore-nim will absorb all of you and attain more power.”

Weed looked at them and clicked his tongue.

“Having to kill them over and over. So annoying.”

They had the appearance of goblins and dwarves, but their bodies were tainted blue.

The poison had taken effect.

“I have no time to meddle with you scum.”

Weed travelled between dimensional gates and broke through enemy boundaries ever so lightly. Each spatial travel was intercepted by a rapid beast attack, but he ignored or deflected them and sprinted full speed towards Kracore.

– Defend!

Kracore was cowardly.

It avoided fighting firsthand and also feared being attacked and losing cells!

Due to its massive size, escape was not an option.

“Sword Charge!”

Weed activated a warrior skill and slashed through the animals with pure strength.

He bypassed the monsters in a split second and arrived before Kracore.

“Sword Cloning Skill!”

Weed’s body multiplied into 50 copies as he activated his skill.

“Holy Fire.”


All the clones ruthlessly slashed Kracore’s body with flaming swords.

– Kuuuuuaaarrrgh!

The colossal cell clump was set ablaze and screamed painfully.

“Radiant Sword!”

Weed did not hesitate as his clones were dissipated by the savage beasts and cut down with a blazing sword.

– This pain…! I cannot bear it.

The cells of the giant Kracore split into lumps and turned jet black.

It was an indication of an insane monster about to come forth!

“I will slice you into pieces so you can never divide.”

– Dwarves! You will all be absorbed by me!


– Battle between Weed and Kracore!

– Amazing. Was Weed this powerful?

The broadcast stations were live streaming Weed’s battle.

Undivided attention was focused on Morata where the fate of the continent was to be decided. Furthermore, Weed’s adventures guaranteed high viewer count.

Kracore became seven spiders with 32 legs, known to be troublesome even among monsters of Agoldia.

Weed cut down the spider webs and engaged intensely with them.

– Oh Joowan-ssi. Weed-nim wielding the flaming sword looks very spectacular.

– He utilizes skills whenever he needs them, but he can fight well with just basic sword techniques. This is his forte.

– Isn’t proficiency with weapons a common trait among high-level players?

– Weed is on another level. His skills are to the extreme. His understanding and strategy in battle is the pinnacle of his field.

– He won even against Bard Ray-nim, officially making him the most powerful player.

– I think God Warrior Bard Ray still has an edge in terms of basic combat abilities… But Weed did not miss an opening and exploited it.

Oh Joowan tried to comment on Weed’s battle like he always did. But something was off.

He swung the sword and moved much more lightly, turning the battle into a comfortable one.

He slipped past the swift movement of the spiders and their spewing attacks of poison and webs and countered. Do Chanmi also realized it.

– It might sound strange, but his swordsmanship is so choreographed. Weed-nim seems so relaxed. Could it be that even Kracore is a breeze for him?

– It doesn’t seem that way. Kracore is truly formidable. They have been in battle for over an hour now.

– Ah! The attacks are like a tide…

– Cells separated from Kracore’s body and turned into monsters once again. This situation is difficult to describe. Cockroaches the size of rhinos? Those things are charging at Weed all at once

The commentators concentrated on the footage. It looked that Kracore’s army was unstoppable, but Weed was slipping out craftily.

(To be continued…)

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A quest log appeared in Oberon’s view.


< The Hunt For Kaybern.

The time has come for every dwarf to gather their strength.

Lift those honed weapons!

Let the war cries echo!

It is time to take down Kaybern.

The battle against Kaybern must take place within a month.

With victory, the dwarves will take back their lost pride.

Difficulty: Race quest

Requirement: Dwarf.

Must be top 3% of player level in all of the race.

Reward: The dwarven race trait, Pride. >

“Uh… A race quest just came up for dwarves.”

“A race quest?”

“It says to defeat Kaybern together with a dwarf named Weedhand.”

Weed decided to go to battle against Kaybern with the dwarven warriors.

With his decision, the quest activated for all dwarf players in the top 3% pool.

“I will gladly fight against Kaybern.”

Oberon spoke after he had already accepted the quest.

“I can’t wait for the day we will fight in Morata.”

Python and Pale shared similar feelings.

“It’s thrilling. It will be an awesome battle.”

“Yes. Fight without regrets.”


After visiting the Hermes Guild, Weed still had more to do before going to hunt the dragon.

“You wish to learn how to use the axe?”


The east side of Hilaya Forest.

He had to convene with Lumberjack Patin and acquire the secret technique of the axe.

Patin was a lumberjack with long legs and broad muscular shoulders.

“I don’t really know about noble or royal families. But, even I know your name because you are that famous.”

“Having fought a lot of villains spread my name around. I eradicated monsters for the peace of this world.”

“You are not a bad guy. I heard you are an adventurer and sculptor who has done countless good deeds. I on the other hand am a knucklehead in the arts field.”

Lumberjack Patin, whenever he came across an infamous player had a tendency to chop their heads in an instant.

Status or honor did not mean anything. He was just a simple lumberjack who despised bad guys.

Patin scavenged the well cooked, oil dripping boar hind leg from the bonfire.

“I really love boar meat. This is cooked nicely.”

“Boars roasted in the mountains are a true delicacy. The salt was dug up from deep within the mines.”

“The seasoning is perfect.”

He had received information about Patin’s background in advance from Mapan.

– Mapan: Patin has no profound form. Players who acquired axe techniques all visited him but… He doesn’t give out quests but rather you must become friends with him.

He loves cooking, but he prefers common dishes over expensive cuisine.

When your friendship level exceeds a certain point, he will offer an opportunity to learn the secret axe technique.

He won’t be teaching you kindly firsthand but instead you will be able to watch him apply the technique on a tree.

The secret axe technique has to be acquired by examining with your eyes. There are 6 individuals who have learned it until now. I know Weed-nim is more than capable of joining them.

Weed knew the basics of how to wield an axe.

‘Compared to a sword, the weight is overwhelming. A weapon with the least minimal breaking transitions but displays destructive force.’

It was much more simple than wielding a sword or spear.

On the other hand, swinging an axe while stationary did not bring out its true power.

Moving randomly and applying body weight would bring the best out of an axe.

“Do you care for a glass of beer?”

“You have beer?”

“I have enough to get us completely drunk. This is beer from Morata that even the dwarves would die for.”

“Beer from Morata… My mouth is already getting watery.”

4 hours.

The time taken to soften up Patin with meat, beer and flattery.

“I don’t do well with explaining. You will have to see it and pick it up if you can.”

“Sure. That will be more than enough.”

Patin got up to his feet and began swinging his axe on a thick tree.

Boom! Crack! Cruck!

WIth each swing, the thick limbs of the tree fell.

‘The power is plain awesome. As expected from a pure strength invested skill.’

At first he thought of the grain sword technique, but he soon realized within a few swings that it was different.

‘He isn’t slashing the weak spot. It is more like he chips into it with force.’

The concentrated power of the axe was backed up with speed and resilience, striking the massive tree. The tree was sliced clean in half as if slashed with a sword.

– Mapan: Two players went about together with Patin for about 2 weeks. The battle with Kaybern is close, but rushing won’t help.

‘I got the gist of it. It is a weapon in a different form from a sword.’

Weed took out a recklessly dense large axe.

The Dragon Slayer Axe was not a weapon to be used lightly due to its stat reduction trait.


He swung sideways on a giant tree with his heavy axe.

The tree managed to fall on his second swing, but the cut was not clean like Patin’s demonstration.

‘The power and speed was similar… So there’s more to it.’ 

Weed after multiple axe swings was able to cut down a tree in a single swing.


“I still have a long way to go.”

Gradually, his axe form more closely resembled Patin’s.

Bang! Crack! Creek!

His wrist, shoulder movement and swing trajectory became similar.

‘It’s something like this. This form is highly suited for cutting down trees.’

The empowered axe slices through concisely.

The sensation from the impact was exhilarating!

Weed believed he could acquire Patin’s secret in a day.

He had trained sword techniques systematically and spent breathless hours moving from one dangerous hunting ground to the next.

Wielding a weapon was familiar like a part of his own body.

‘But, do I need to learn this with my head?’

Not too long ago he erased the concept of sword technique from his mind.

When needed he did utilize the fixed forms of sword techniques, but for the most part he wielded as his heart intended which was the answer.

In a split-second duel, the best answer did not come from thinking.

‘Even though this is a new weapon, would it be so new that I need to start from scratch?’

Weed’s swing no longer referred to Patin’s form and he stopped thinking deeply.

He did not follow through with his thoughts but let his instincts and body carry on their own.

Weed began finding his own way of sensing the axe and the most optimal form of tree cutting.

About 30 minutes passed.


< You have acquired the axe technique of Lumberjack Patin.
You have learned the secret technique, Empowered Axe Strike.
Patin wielded the axe all his life on cutting down trees.
He was able to bring out the full potential of the axe.
Empowered Axe Strike performs 500% of attack damage.
Destructive force deals 250% splash damage in 30 meter radius.
Even non-living things such as rocks and terrain will be destroyed.
Enemies with low health points and defense will be executed in a single swing.
Max attack damage and splash radius will increase with each skill level. >

< Your understanding of the axe technique has expanded greatly.

Axe technique level has increased to Novice level 9. Destructive force has increased by 15%. It grants 4% additional armor penetration. >

< Strength increased by 10. >

< The Warrior’s Achievement increased all stats by 2. >

It took a bit of time, but he managed to master the secret axe technique fairly easily!

Patin spoke in admiration.

“The axe technique that I have sharpened my entire life; you picked it up so quickly. I have never met a man as excellent as you.”

“I appreciate it.”

“I am hungry after all that swinging. Do you have any meat left?”

Weed had lots of meat packed in his bag.

He originally estimated about 4 days to acquire the secret axe technique.

“I do. Do you want them?”

“Mmm. Share some with me.”

Weed took them out from his bag and roasted them once again.

Since he already possessed the axe technique, he could have ignored him and walked away. Still, an axe master could prove to be useful sometime in the future, so he decided to maintain the friendship level.

“Chomp-chomp. You are a decent man.”

“It’s nothing. Thank you for teaching me the way of the axe.”

“You are an amazing student. A true genius.”

“I was able to learn it much quicker because it was a superb axe technique.”

“The last two who learned my axe technique left instantly without any show of gratitude.”

“They are sick to the core.”

Weed bit into his meat while chiming along with Patin.

“Are we out of beer?”

“There’s more. Have as much as you want.”

Their stomach filled and Weed was about to pack up and leave.

Then Patin spoke to Weed in a serious tone.

“Hey, do you want to learn my axe technique?”

“Axe technique? I already did.”

“That’s an axe technique that doesn’t need teaching.”

Weed’s head began processing rapidly.

‘There’s still more.’

The Empowered Axe Strike was not the end to Patin’s axe skills.

There is one more skill born from the axe technique you acquired. I made it for the occasions where I encounter a boar in the woods. Look closely.”

Patin took a stance like a swordsman ready for a duel!


He swung left right consecutively 6 times.

With each movement, a menacing sonic boom split the air.

The swing and strike of the axe scarred the ground and blew away the trees like bowling pins.


The final moment, Patin shouted and threw his axe.

The axe spun at high speed, completely smashed a boulder directly in front of his path and flew back to him.

“Gasp. How’s that? This is Boar Slaughter Skill. Do you want to take a shot at it?”


< The Axe Master Patin is willing to pass down a skill.

Boar Slaughter Skill:  It is a consecutive strike skill after acquiring Empowered Axe Strike.

The 7-strike skill possesses extreme power.

Each attack activates critical strike, penetrates armor and crushes the opponents.

The use of this skill requires extraordinary stamina and strength. >

“Of course I will.”

Weed nodded frantically.


The predetermined day of destruction.

Kaybern appeared and destroyed everything of Castle Mistress.

Such misfortune already had repeated several times and people had grown used to the destruction. Their interest was on the next city to be destroyed.

The buildings set aflame and crumbled.

After Castle Mistress was turned to ruins, a message log appeared.

< The Dragon’s Revenge
The Black Dragon Kaybern is on the move once again to destroy human civilization. The spirits and fairies are warning again.>

“A week later, Kaybern will be headed to Morata.”

The players all over the continent and the ones in construction at Morata also checked the alert.

– Agh! So it is Morata.

– It’s Morata for real…

– Guessed right! The battle of the century will be unveiled.

– To fight in a major city like Morata… Isn’t it too disadvantageous for Weed-nim?

– It was until 2 days ago. Now, Morata is becoming a huge fortress. Did you see the 7 layers of walls? What about the 10 level iron traps? Morata will slap the impregnable Odain Fortress right across the face.

– I’m sorry, but what good are those walls? The dragon has wings.

– They are raising dense walls around vital structures so that they will not be easily destroyed. They are digging trenches in case the dragon decides to land inside the city.

– I heard that siege weapons like ballistas are under mass production.

– Buildings are also being taken down for emergency fire escape routes.

– Merchant councils are transporting massive siege weapon parts all the way from Haven. They are on a rush.

Once Kaybern’s next target was announced, the discussion boards were in uproar.

Footage was uploaded constantly, showing scenes of Morata’s transformation and the movements of each merchant council.

War supplies and siege weapons were being summoned from all of Versailles Continent.

– It seems this will all come down to an intense battle.

– Us players against a single dragon…

– A massive war that will be unmatched in the next 4, 5 years.

– It’s because of Weed-nim that we can even hope to see such an event. Utterly insane.

– But… What if they lose?

– Let’s not think too far ahead…

– Complete annihilation of Versailles. Geez…

– Ah, I told you not to think about that.

(To be continued…)

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Reverse, too, received a bowl of grass porridge and sat mindlessly on the ground nearby.

The front gate was crowded with players, several times more than usual.

“Mmm. Let’s have a taste.”

With a wooden spoon, he took a plentiful dip and scooped it into his mouth.


The porridge was so hot that it burned his tongue.

“Why is it so hot? It’s too hot for me to taste anything.”

Reverse skimmed the top of the grass porridge and blew on it heavily before he put it in his mouth. It was a delicate flavor; puckery and bitter but still a bit sweet, salty, and spicy.

It tasted like a huge amount of grass and berries were boiled and seasoned with salt, sugar, soy sauce, and a bit of pepper paste.

“How is this delicious?”

He couldn’t comprehend it and tried a few more spoons.


Fresh grass hung on his spoon.

The watery thin soup had a few rice grains and bits of meat.

“It looks like they put everything they could and boiled it. Especially a lot of grass…”

Reverse was a complete outsider when it came to cooking. He said it without much thinking, but that was the truth!

The secret of grass porridge in a big construction site was cooking without much care.

“This tastes really bad.”

Reverse left about half the bowl and followed the other players.

Usually, he would be too lazy but in an event like this, he wanted to participate even in a measly task.

“Are you a novice? The stones will be too heavy… Will you drive the bull wagons?”

“Give me the stones.”

“It will be exhausting…”

“It’s alright, just give them to me. After all, I am different from other novices.”

Reverse trusted in his gear imbued with various enhancement spells.

“Call nearby players for help if you are tired.”

“I told you not to worry. Hmmf!”

The weight squeezed his lungs.

The immense weight that pressed down from his head down to his back made his legs shake like twigs.

Next, he had to walk all the way to the construction site like a swarm of ants.

‘Why are people doing such jobs?’

Reverse was filled with regret and questions at the same time.

All the other players were doing the same work, their faces filled with exhaustion and liveliness all at once.

The feeling of accomplishment!

After one transport of stones, he could understand by a fraction.

“So this is Weed’s influence. Leading the public…”

Reverse slowly came to understand while playing Royal Road.

People were like saucepans. They heated quickly and cooled just as fast.

No matter how good a deed is, they cannot continue for long. It is the same when they criticize others.

However, attaching some kind of meaning and encouraging participation sometimes led to overcoming the impossible.

The atmosphere in firsthand participation was different from observing through a monitor.

“Weed did not become the emperor because of power… But instead became an emperor because he changed the world.”

Reverse was shocked to see that the construction had doubled by the evening.

The following day would expand at least 5 times more because of players arriving from all parts of the world.


“It’s absurd. Outrageous… But it’s Weed. I can’t just ignore it.”

Michel hosted a secret congregation with 20 major lords such as Carlise and Roam.

The purpose of this gathering was supposedly for promoting friendship between lords, but they all knew that each one of them was full of greed and ambition to expand their influence.

“For him to bring in the Hermes Guild out of the blue. Who would have guessed?”

Roam groaned lightly.

Weed’s recent actions struck them hard behind their heads.

They themselves, after becoming major lords, got opportunities to expand their factions after slaying monsters.

In this crisis with Kaybern, they were thinking of watching idly, but for Weed to decide on a full-scale Kaybern hunt!

“I thought preparations alone would take at least a year. Will we be triumphant?”

Carlise let out his concern.

It was a question common among the great lords at the gathering.

‘For them to slay that mighty dragon so soon…? What happens if it fails?’

Though they had their doubts, they collectively decided to support the dragon hunt. They needed the shade under the Arpen Empire and also were conscious of the public consensus that no one should back out of the dragon hunt.

“This is the dragon we are talking about. It’s not a being we can think of in simple terms. The Hermes Guild joined forces and the Brazier of Sacrifice is in possession, but it will not be easy.”

Michel hid the fact that he messaged the guild members in the assault squad not to use the Brazier of Sacrifice.

It would have been the same for all other guilds.

They agreed on preserving their forces in the upcoming battle.

If the hunt were to fail, an era where military strength is the first priority will come.

Sherwood frowned and spoke.

“It all depends on how we fight and should expect to win anyhow. We don’t know the dragon. But what we do know is that the Hermes Guild is excellent in combat. Same goes for Weed.”

The major lords did not favor the current turn of events.

They were familiar with war between guilds that usually ended up being fairly even, but a dragon was on another dimension.

Roam predicted the events to occur in the near future.

“If Weed overcomes the dragon, he will gain an unquestionable authority on top of his current popularity.That Bard Ray could still be called a God of war would be laughable.”

If Weed were to defeat the dragon, they would have to bow before his will for 2 more years.

‘I would fail if I were him. It’s a dangerous adventure that I wouldn’t want to bet on probability. But it’s Weed… There might be a chance.’

‘I can’t even guess how this battle will turn out. The main forces of Versailles will be mobilized…  Weed and the Hermes Guild, too, will be in full swing, meaning that the scale of this war will be well beyond imagination.’

‘It’s Weed. Bard Ray is likely to participate in person as well. The use of the brazier and the Hermes Guild joining forces… Mmm.’

The major lords could not blatantly pray for failure.

If Weed could not resolve this situation, they had no way to address the dragon.

The dragon would continue destroying city after city, spread monsters, and eventually their turn would arrive.

For everyone to fall into oblivion or to extend their lives with their heads low to the ground and flatter the man in power.

Either path bore bad consequences and the worst of it all was the fact that they had no other choices but gossiping.


“You there. You are pretty sturdy.”

“Thank you.”

Bard Ray was finally acknowledged by the barbarians.

Every battle he contributed significantly and brought a hefty amount of game for the tribe.

Bard Ray also learned how to get along with the barbarians.

They set up a campfire in the evening and shared dinner, talking about the combat.

‘It was this easy… I have come a long way.’

Bard Ray felt empty at the thought that if it was Weed, he would have taken about two or three days to increase friendship levels.

Realistically, it would have taken less than a day!

“There is a land sought by no man. Have you seen beyond the ice walls in the northwest?”

“Isn’t it just filled with ice?”

“Nature is harsh. If you uncover the legend buried there, you will be called the tribe’s outstanding warrior.”


< Prove your worth to become an Ironblood Warrior!

Climb the glacial walls in the northwest and walk endlessly.

The warrior’s heart will not cease due to hardship or cold. Each step you take will be the new milepost for the barbarians.

You must overcome physical pain and exhaustion.

When you collapse after transcending the limits, you will be reborn as an Ironblood Warrior.

This death will not result in a decline in level or skill proficiency.

The longer you travel, the more you endure, the more perseverance and defense skills will be enhanced.

The territory of the barbarian tribe will expand as far as you walk.

Continuing for more than 5 days will lead you to the location where the Glacial Sword is buried.

If you do not arrive at the destination, the ice will shatter and you will fall into the pitch black depths of the icy ocean.

Difficulty: S

Reward: Advancement into Ironblood Warrior. Glacial Sword. >

At last, the advancement quest appeared.

“The Ironblood Warrior has shown. The Glacial Sword… interesting.”

It was the first time Bard Ray unlocked a legend by proceeding through a quest by himself instead of with the Hermes Guild.

“I can become stronger.”

He heard the news that the Hermes Guild had knelt before the flag of Arpen, but that wasn’t important.

The stability of Haven and the survival of the guild were no longer his concerns.

‘Weed. I will allow you to take the seat of the emperor. But, the God of War title will be forever mine.’

Bard Ray immediately headed to the glacial wall in the northwest. He was anxious to match the day of the Kaybern hunt.

It was the condition for the Hermes Guild maintaining control over Haven, but also because no one would acknowledge him after beating Weed who would have become weaker after the use of the brazier.


Pale led the assault squad with Python and Oberon.

They hunted for days against the overwhelming number of monsters in the Central Continent.

“Python-nim’s sword technique is always so dynamic.”

“Hahaha. It’s a style I picked up for the fun of blowing away monsters… Anyway, how did Pale-nim become an archer?”

“It was due to a quest.”

“Oh… A special quest for the archer job class or a skill?”

“No. I was carrying out a request to hunt rabbits with a bow and I ended up an archer.”


Python and Oberon exchanged glances that clearly meant Pale was a total fool.

Pale caught the gist of their thoughts and smiled.

“Still, I never regretted once about becoming an archer.”

Python and Oberon nodded.

‘Of course he wouldn’t. But, judging by his personality, he wouldn’t have complained even if he became a swordsman.’

‘He would have been good no matter which path he took. It’s his own life after all…’

Many players knew about Pale’s life and acknowledged him.

Weed’s combat slave No. 1.

Even so, he became a major lord who ruled over a large area of the Arpen Empire and gained a fitting reputation.

Players similar in level to Pale did not have as much influence or popularity.

The success story of the combat slave was such that the fool could not be criticized.

“By the way, I heard that Oberon-nim’s personality is different in real life.”

Pale asked with curiosity.

In Royal Road, he was a committed warrior!

In reality, he was an heir to a megamillionaire, a charmful man full of confidence.

He did lead people around but did not provide for them unconditionally.

Borrowing from Weed’s words, he was ‘a man born with everything but a scrupulous side .’

Obern smiled brightly.

“It’s weird that whenever I log into Royal Road that I want to protect people. I think failing miserably at my first dungeon attempt is the reason for it.”

In the pioneer of Royal Road, he reached level 50 by hunting around town and went on a dungeon hunt with friends.

Every one of them were inexperienced and were wiped out before they could try anything. From then on, he was engulfed in his sense of duty to protect his comrades.

Pale spoke cautiously.

“I guess that emotion isn’t very… controllable?”

They all witnessed how Oberon protected his comrades. It was a touching sight, but eventually he died after diving in for no reason, so it could have been seen as a little nosy.

“It doesn’t work the way I want it. I do have the intentions to protect people, but I end up standing in front without me realizing it.”

“I see.”

Pale spoke after a short pause.

“Are you planning to use the brazier at the battle in Morata?”

“Of course. It will be a spectacular battle.”

Pale sighed.

He realized why people called him a sucker to such extent.

‘So this is what it’s like watching a fool.’

(To be continued…)

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V56C7P1 – Construction Site

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Residents of Morata changed into their construction worker attire.

“Take the construction beyond the walls. We need to keep expanding.”

“The farms will be overturned. The Arpen Empire will compensate for them later.”

“Build 5 layers of walls around the Great Landmarks. The Great Library possesses various pieces of information of which there are no other copies, so it must be protected at all costs.”


Protective walls were being constructed all over Morata in preparation for the dragon’s attack.

The construction that began in the morning had become even larger by noon.

The building materials and workers from the Northern Continent streamed in endlessly.

“We will be short of stones around nightfall.”

“Let’s dig up the molten rocks from the mountains in the northwest.”

“About the transport teams plans… Damn. Just move the entire mountain.”

Thousands of bulls were supplied from nearby ranches.


The muscular and sturdy bulls dragged the wagons, transporting stones and piling small mountains everywhere.

“In order to save time, let’s implement the method of sliding the joints in. Use the damaged stones too.”

“What about the durability?”

“We aren’t defending against siege weapons. If the dragon slams with its body, we will be lucky if the walls hold at least once, so quick assembly on site is crucial.”

The surplus of novice players raised walls around the Great Landmarks and vital facilities.


The artists that visited from Rhodium had their own sense of pride.

They walked the path of art since the early days of Royal Road.

They were often looked down upon as they were accused of being useless, but Weed, who started as a sculptor, had become the emperor.

Since Morata was their new station, the artists gathered at the Tower of Light.

“Now, what we must do is protect Morata!”

When Debs shouted on top of the podium, the painters and sculptors kept silent.

Some of them possessed combat abilities from hunting but they were the precious few.

They were unable to fight despite their desire to defend Morata. They had thought of throwing away their job class characteristics to simply transport stones like the novice players.

“Why are we incapable? Artists should never accept that something is impossible!”

His words were flashy but had zero follow-through.

“We cannot battle Kaybern, but we must defend Morata.”

Such a thing wasn’t possible with just heart.

The artists were discouraged. Then, Debs announced with a loud voice.

“So, we must plagiarize!”



Plagiarism was forbidden for artists!

Debs explained his idea at the podium.

“Did you not feel anything after you observed the shoddy construction by the architects at Castle Bawell? Morata is filled with precious artworks. As you can see from this Tower of Light here. We all now take these for granted like the rest of the scenery in Morata, but just how incredible were these artworks when they were first released? A tower built from light just beside the city.”

The artists nodded in agreement.

The amazing street views of Morata weren’t born solely from architectural skills. It also came from the massive sculptures such as the Tower of Light or the Statue of Goddess Freya.

“The Tower of Light was a work that shined above Morata. Anyhow, my plan is to make tons of artworks that are similar.”


“Just plagiarize. Copy them! Also, it would be great if they are sculptures or paintings that can attract more eyes than the original. While Kaybern destroys them, Morata will be that much safer!”

His plan was to craft similar copies of important artworks so that Kaybern would not destroy the originals!

The eyes and ears of artists who were struggling to find a task opened wide to this idea.

“What- that is amazing!”

“Now that is creative plagiarism. Plagiarism is the idea. There really is no limit in art.”

“To promote plagiarism is absurd. Truly insane.”

“Honestly, we were overly conscious about it. I have earned a hefty amount of gold by sculpting and I could easily copy Weed-nim’s sculptures.”

“It is also not difficult to divert Kaybern’s attention. All it would take is for me to build a statue of Kaybern spewing manure from its mouth, am I right?”

“Aren’t paintings that mock Kaybern better? I just have to draw a ridiculous painting.”

A switch of ideas!

The artist finally found their role.

They were a peculiar bunch that would become so immersed in something even if they weren’t paid. The Arpen Empire made an official announcement.

– Though it may not be much, the workers who assisted for the defense of Morata will be paid wages. It is difficult to keep a separate book, so all citizens will be paid 3 gold per day. All restaurants in Morata will be open for free meals. Festivals will be held at midnight.

“As expected of Weed-nim.”

“Haha… Just look at his deep consideration.”

“He is being generous given our hardships. He always takes care of the novice players.”

“He did not change a single bit even after becoming the emperor.”

The policy was pushed ahead by Seoyoon and her gratitude for the participating players.

Architects and artists stepped up and the other players stuck like bee swarms and thus the fortification of Morata began.

The lead squad of the Hermes Guild also arrived in Morata.

“It seems like knights could lie in ambush over here. If we lure the dragon closer, a surprise attack would be possible”

“If a street battle breaks out due to the complex buildings, it would prove advantageous for us. It’s up to Weed-nim and the citizens to approve it.”

“To reduce the mobility range of the dragon, we must install the walls like a maze.

Height should be about 3, 4 meters. It shouldn’t just be about protecting the buildings but also securing the mages, archers and making sure there is a safe route for reinforcements. Would that be possible?”


The requests from the Hermes Guild were mostly taken into consideration by the Architect Association.

Due to their shared goal of defending Morata, they could easily put their past grudges aside.


“The players don’t hate us as much as I thought.”

“There were even people asking for autographs.”

“What’s more… I don’t know if we have enough forces against the dragon.”

The Hermes Guild heads remembered when they confronted Kaybern in the past.

The ludicrous combat level of the Black Dragon!

It was true that at the players’ current level, the battle was overburdening.

Lamifter spoke.

“I’m sure Weed-nim has a plan. The forces of the Hermes Guild will be the core of it all. Even so, we need more preparations to ensure victory.”

Calcus approached slowly.

“Do you have any good ideas?”

“We never got a chance to use it in Garnav Plains, but how about bringing the hextech cannon?”


“There was a first-class security lock placed on it. An ancient artifact, a magical equipment that was different from a naval cannon. It shoots based on the magic level of the mages.”

“Does it blow things up?”

“It is not an explosive type. It emits a dense light made of magic that is not suitable for a siege. Still, the accuracy and penetration is decent enough that it could be potentially used for hunting massive creatures, so it has been kept secret. I think it could be used against the dragon.”

The guild members having a range of experience hunting boss level monsters conjured up various ideas.

“The tiger hide chair will be delivered by the Lebre Merchant Council in a few days. Please install it on top of the walls.”

The unusual request from the Slaughterer Calcus drew a bit of attention.

“What would be your reason?”

Flame, who was in charge of the construction in the region, asked.

Calcus was far above him in terms of levels, but he himself was the manager in charge of the arrangement of facilities.

Calcus held his head high pridefully and explained.

“Who knows when Weed-nim will make a visit? If he sits there, he will have the entire view of the defense line.”


As the guild decided to make amends with the Arpen Empire, Calcus turned enthusiastic.

In reality, the overall atmosphere of the guild was changing even more in Morata.

It was hard to find members that continued to burn with vengeance and speak of killing Weed in the future.

As soon as they found out that the tide of power had turned in Morata, more were ready to transfer their loyalty.

In all honesty, their actions weren’t all that strange.

From the beginning they sought power and authority and got to their current standings,  based on that principle they simply decided to follow Weed.

– Gather. In Morata!

– A construction site is underway. Grass Porridge Cult, assemble!

– Protect the sacred grounds.

Players from Puhol Waterpark were flooding in and a huge movement began in the Central Continent.

The Hermes Guild members felt pressured by the huge number of players roaming in Morata.

“There is no end to the crowd of people in this city.”

“Thousands are entering through the gate each minute.”

“This is a huge city. If the shantytowns were turned into stone buildings, this city would have been more developed than Castle Aren.”

Although most were novice players, the population was extraordinary.

Their goal was to assist in the fortification of Morata and observe the war with the fate of the Versailles Continent on the line.

The novice players walking through the gate in a line chattered in excitement.

“It’s amazing to see how many people gathered to stop Cletta.”

“It’s all thanks to Weed-nim acting as the center of everything.”

“So, Weed-nim and Bard Ray will fight alongside one another?”

“Yup. Whoever ends up hunting down Kaybern, it will be a spectacle.”

“What if they all die…”



Since Weed and the Hermes Guild put their knuckles down to work, they seemed to have a fighting chance against Kaybern.

The players gathered in Morata participated eagerly in the fortification process.




“What is going on?”

Reverse logged in soon after.

In less than a day, Morata was completely turned into a construction zone.

“I thought I realized it before, but is this truly Weed’s influence?”

The gate front that was calm just a day ago was now a pandemonium.

“Passing through. Please step aside!”

Workers and bulls passed busily and transported building materials.

Architects stuck to the walls and made progress on structural reinforcement in addition to the barriers.

The scale of the construction expanded by the hour. It is expected to be completely transformed by the time of the dragon’s arrival.

The Garnav Plains were a vast barren land, but Morata was a giant city with great human resources and no troubles in supplies.

Based simply on the number of active players, it was the largest city in the Versailles Continent!

“We have to hurry. We don’t have time to spare for us to complete more than 5 round trips!”

Simultaneously, the important data in the Arts Center and the Great Library were being siphoned away to neighboring cities.

Morata would be the site of final stand, but there was still an urgent preservation plan to prevent treasures from being destroyed by the dragon’s breath or AOE spells.

A few words found their way into the ears of Reverse who stood blankly near the gate.

“Whoever wants grass porridge, come this way!”

Huge pots were boiling thick in the construction sites.

In large-scale construction sites in the north, grass porridge always made its appearance!

The players working in construction lined up and each took a bowl in their hands.

“The grass porridge this time tastes good.”

“It’s less bitter… Nutty as well. I can see a few berries too.”

“This is luxury. Indulgence.”

Reverse, too, naturally stood in line.

‘Real grass porridge. This is a chance to taste it.’

He was curious about the taste of grass porridge ever since Weed built the pyramids of Rosenheim Kingdom.


“Thank you.”

“Please work hard.”

“I will until my back snaps.”

The grass porridge cooked by novice chefs!

It was a chance for them to increase their proficiencies through large quantities.

(To be continued…)

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V56C6P4 – Weed’s Scheme

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“The 1,000 who will leave the Hermes Guild after becoming lords will be the key. Though they may continue to reside in Haven, the majority of the guild members will no longer think of sharing the same fate with the guild.”

“Would things go that far?”

“Gradually, the bond will weaken. Those who left may fight alongside Weed when he begins to tear down the Hermes Guild.”

Weed’s offer was designed to weaken the guild over time. Referred to as the new wave or trend, the gradual effects were to be much more difficult to cross.

“Then would we have been better off declining his offer and defending Haven until the end?”

Arkhim was entirely devoted to the Hermes Guild. He did not wish for the downfall of the guild even in times of crisis.

“No. There was no choice given to us this time around.”

The negotiation between Weed and the Hermes Guild was broadcasted live.

Inevitably the average guild members welcomed the offer.

The guild did not exercise absolute power like in the past and no players wished to be confined within Haven.

Moreover, the heads of the guild, who were lords themselves, mostly thought positively about the offer.

After all, they would be able to maintain their authority.

“In various individual perspectives they may realize the poison, but it is just too sweet to decline the offer.”

“Such sly intentions…”

“Looking further ahead, Weed will benefit much more. He may use the players from Hermes Guild to contest the Arpen lords and keep them in check… He could also reduce losses from going to war as well.” 

“For him to commit to such tricks.”

“Weed uprooted the base of our guild with a simple offer.”

“I refuse to believe that we will go down so easily. I… will remain until the final moment.”

Arkhim did not follow past the gate of Lahonya Fortress.

Lafaye walked out the gate as the sense of freedom from his last regrets was lifted and reduced the weight of the bag over his shoulders.

‘The Hermes Guild failed and now the world belongs to Weed. I lost completely in strength and in brains. I actually feel glad.’

For him, Royal Road was not yet over.

He thought of his novice days, when he went on adventures with fellow comrades like Da-In, to have been joyful memories.


The following day, Weed made an official visit to Lahonya Fortress.

The players of Lahonya lined up along the streets and the rooftops.

The road that extended from the gate was covered with red carpet.

“I am in the presence of the emperor.”

“Long live the Arpen Empire!”

As Weed tread on the carpet, the citizens and players showered him with flower petals.

Even the Hermes Guild members clapped at their stations.

“The God of War, Weed. Our guild surrendered to one man.”

“It’s pretty impressive. I understand that it was a negotiation, but for us to succumb to Arpen so early.”

“Their conditions are favorable. It’s beneficial for us. One war will wash away the sins that we have committed.”

“Would it really be alright for us to roam freely?”

“Weed made a promise. The promise of Arpen’s emperor should be upheld.”

The Hermes Guild members felt conflicted.

There were many with hostile feelings toward Weed and the empire, but, in truth, their feelings did not stem from a legitimate reason.

They were forsaken after waging wars against the entire continent. They should, in fact, be thankful instead.

“I am honored to meet Weed-nim.”

“This way. We welcome your presence.”

With Arkhim in the lead, the heads of the Hermes Guild greeted him politely.

Famous players like Steer, Boemong, Gaushu, Heiller, Gross and Crebulta all bowed their heads.

What was unexpected was the Slaughterer Calcus’s attitude.

Until now, he always screamed for a chance to kill Weed whenever a guild meeting took place.

Each time he failed, he vowed to kill Weed in the next opportunity.

However, this time he greeted Weed while bent down 90° and reached out with his hand for a handshake.

“It is an honor. Having been under different settlements I had always held my sword against you, but I had always rooted for you. Weed-nim, from now on, whatever annoyance or trouble may arise, let me know. I will take care of it in an instant.”

He was truly a textbook example of social-skills!

Weed, with a smile, grasped Calcus’s hand and clapped him on the back back.

Responding warmly to the first flatterer would get others to approach him without hesitation.

“Slaughterer Calcus-nim, I watched you often on broadcasts. I observed many of your combat videos as well.”

“Rrr… Really?”

“Yes. Let’s hunt and get acquainted whenever we get the chance.”

“Thank you. I am deeply honored.”

The heads of Hermes Guild watching this scene realized the future man of power.

The Hermes Guild followed the unmatched power of Bard Ray.

But now, with complete control over the Northern and Central Continent, Weed, who would soon rise up as the emperor of the united Versailles Continent, was the tide.

The Hermes Guild, in the very moment, acknowledged that they have lost in both power and mind.

Many players wished for the revival of the Hermes Guild, but that reality now seems like a dream. .


< The lords of the Haven region lifted the flag of the Arpen Empire.

The territories of the empire have expanded.

National reputation spreads across the continent.

Political influence is on the brink of reigning over the continent.

The rich citizens of the Haven region wish for special regional products, artworks and various cultures.

Fulfilling their needs will lead to an accelerated commercial development. >

Thus, the merging of the Haven region began!

The Arpen Empire now practically controlled the majority of Versailles Continent.

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The southern deserts, the eastern kingdoms and the orc lands.

A bit more time was needed until total unification, but Arpen’s world was right before their eyes.

Weed announced at Lahonya Fortress:

– We will combine our strength and slay Kaybern at Morata!

“Long live Weed!”

“Long live Arpen Empire!’

“Hunt down Kaybern!”

The sight of the Hermes Guild members cheering Weed was one of pure shock for the viewers.

– I never thought I would see the Hermes Guild rooting for Weed in my lifetime.

– Wow. I am speechless. That’s crazy.

– When I heard that Weed-nim went to Lahonya for lunch, I thought it was outrageous. But he returned with a full stomach. He even conquered Haven.

– What is going on? I’m scared.

– He gulped down the entire Hermes Guild with a few words. Burp.

– The Conqueror, Weed…

– He even mobilized them to fight together against Kaybern.

– Why is the Hermes Guild so happy?

– They’re thankful that Weed-nim decided to spare them despite all their sins.

– As you all know already, Kaybern rose because of that guild.

The Hermes Guild may have announced their participation in the Kaybern hunt but were not spared from the public criticism.

On the other hand, having them protect Morata of all places brought positive response from the Northern players.

– Secure Morata!

– I trusted that Weed-nim would not abandon Morata.

– It begins and ends in Morata.

– The invincible stronghold Morata. It will be the dragon’s grave.

– Weed-nim himself stepped up. The Hermes Guild, too, is joining forces.

– Let’s go spectate at Morata.

– I’m inviting people to my home. It’s located at shantytown #6.

– My house is also open to whoever is in need. The roof collapsed a bit last time, but it will be fixed by tomorrow.

“Awesome. If I sustain this atmosphere, more will volunteer to use the Brazier of Sacrifice!”

Weed was more satisfied over dragging in the Hermes Guild than the response of the public.

– Mapan: Your political skills are outstanding. With just a few words, you have brought down the Hermes Guild to their knees.

“Well, I gave up what I could afford to give and I took what I needed, but I won’t die alone.”

There was no way he was going to sacrifice himself for Versailles like a fool.

It went against Weed’s philosophy of eating and living well.

In movies, the hero that saved the world was extremely likely to die after a life of hardship.

The burden on the remaining family members was the cherry on top.

In this day and age, the true hero needed to take what he could and secure his life.

“We will die together, but I will survive alone if possible…”

Weed had to utilize the short remainder of time effectively.

“Morata has become the battleground with the fate of Arpen backed against the wall.”

– Mapan: Yes. I made a call for full mobilization of all merchants. The merchants of the Northern and Central Continent are waiting for your orders.

The merchants had to leave a good impression on Weed, the emperor of the Arpen Empire.

The dragon hunt was not a battle against a single boss monster, so it was necessary to make preparations beyond the level of war.

“It’s obvious at this point, but the evacuation plans are cancelled. We need to enlist players over level 400 willing to join the battle and forge defenses.”

– Mapan: Understood. I will concentrate all forces in Morata.

Weed also sent a whisper to Seoyoon.

“Morata will be the battleground where the fate of this continent will be decided. People will be crowding in, so distribute tasks for them and prepare for the dragon.”

– Seoyoon: Leave it to me. I will protect Morata.

Weed did not forget to message the architects.

“Pavo-nim. This battle also depends significantly on architects. The damage on Morata will be immense.”

– Pavo: There is no end to work! But, I will take this on with spirit. I have realized a lot after seeing Kaybern destroy Castle Bawell. I can’t guarantee impregnability, but I will make Morata as solid as possible.

In order to increase the odds against the dragon, they needed to fight on a good turf after exhausting the dragon.

“It would be beneficial to collaborate with hunters as well, though I am uncertain if the traps will work.”

– Pavo: Noted. Like the Stonehammer Architect Association, all Northern architects are on their way to Morata.

“What about the architects from the Central Continent?”

– Pavo: They were travelling on birdmen as soon as they heard the news. I was also contacted by Hermes Guild… They offered assistance with the preparations. Should I accept their help?

“For now, accept all the help you can get. Things like magic traps are weak against the dragon… But they, too, have vast experience in boss monster hunts, so they must have something they can offer.”

– Pavo: I will do my best.

“I am always in your debt.”

– Pavo: I should be thankful for your acknowledgement and trusting me with such tasks. If it weren’t for you, architects would have never been respected.

 After Weed made the decision to fight in Morata, the entire Northern and Central Continent was on the move. Perhaps, it would have been better to make preparations in advance, but not much could be done since he was improvising according to the situation!

‘This is the best I can do for now. The reconciliation with the Hermes Guild too…’

He had a long history of bad fate with the Hermes Guild.

They decided to bend knees because they were at a disadvantage, but it surely did not mean that they became friends. Then again, he could not guarantee that the lords of Arpen were pure and trustworthy.

If Weed’s popularity were to decline, the lords could very well be the first ones to draw the sword against him. In fact, they could very well be raising forces for when that time comes.

‘They are all treacherous. The only thing to trust is myself.’

He could be stabbed in the back at any moment if he let his guard down.

In the current situation, he decided to focus only on defending Morata.

(To be continued…)

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V56C6P3 – Weed’s Scheme

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“We are very thankful that you are enjoying the food.”

“I have never tasted such delicacies.”

Arkhim, the guild member in charge of intelligence, joined the conversation.

“I know that you are also a chef…”

“Advanced level 2.”

“Huh… Your cooking skill level is very high.”

“I have only cooked with cheap ingredients from markets and dungeon hunts, so it was very limited I’d say. But, I will master it one day.”

“They say ingredients matter as much as the cooking. It seems your interest in cooking was consistent?”

“Yes. I am thinking of putting aside some time to sell my dishes at a townsquare.”

Lafaye analyzed every bit of Weed’s vocabulary and his nuances, but there were no hidden messages.

He truly meant his compliments about the food and went on about mundane stories.

‘Why? What does he want to get at?’

As more time passed, he felt it was pointless in trying to uncover something.

Although they were inside the impregnable military fortress of Lahonya, Weed coming all by himself into the heart of enemy territory was disturbing.

“Can I pack the leftovers?”


“I don’t want them to go to waste…”

“Please do as you wish.”

Weed packed a pile of food into his bag. Finally, the meal table was taken away and the atmosphere for a serious discussion settled in the room.

‘At last we will hear his true motive.’

Lafaye and the guild members were waiting in anticipation of the story to come.

Weed followed with a blunt announcement.

“Assist me in the fight against Kaybern.”


“I am not asking you all to take responsibility for your past actions. We did what we did for our own survival. So, I am making an offer. If you fight alongside us, I will make sure the Hermes Guild prospers.”


Weed left and the heads of the Hermes Guild gathered in Lahonya.

Hostile characters like Calcus were outraged by the missed opportunity to kill Weed.

“So… He asked us to fight Kaybern: to form an alliance for the defeat of the Black Dragon?”

“That is the proposal.”

“Rubbish. You should have turned it down on the spot. Why would we fight for him? Weed the conqueror of the Central Continent should deal with it.”

Calcus’ opinion was perfectly reasonable. The guild members that were present when Weed made his offer thought in a similar way.

‘For whose benefit will it be for us to fight?’

‘Our losses will be huge.’

The meeting was to be broadcasted, so it was just a matter of turning it down in a way that would not upset the viewers.

Arkhim frowned and explained.

“He said we, the Hermes Guild, will be recognized as members of the continent if we are to fight alongside him.”


“The independent governance of the Haven territory will be recognized and no acts of conquest will occur. The conduction of trade and other external affairs with the Central and Northern Continents will not be restricted. However, under the agreement, Haven accepts that it is under the control of the Arpen Empire and associated under the empire’s territory. Furthermore, there are many lands without lords across the continent. 1,000 guild members will be given the privilege to govern the said regions.”

Calcus’ head began to process what he just heard.

“He will accept our independence, cease any attacks against us and 1,000 of our members will be appointed as lords? Then… he means to end the war. Aren’t those conditions very favorable for us?”

It was a groundbreaking offer that rendered the hostile guild members speechless.

The Hermes Guild was dwindling away with members deserting the guild and players’ negativity toward the guild was only continuing to grow.

They would not dare dream of reigning over the Central Continent again.

The Arpen Empire in comparison was growing even more powerful, offering them acceptance of Haven grounds.

‘From now on, a fight against the Arpen Empire must be avoided.’

Things were different from the human wave tactic shown back in Garnav Plains.

The progress of the assault squad was broadcasted every day.

The Hermes Guild called themselves the most powerful faction in Royal Road, but the assault squad was quickly closing in while they prepared against Kaybern.

Furthermore, they heard about the discovery of the Brazier of Sacrifice.

The guild had fallen from its prime and, if users of the brazier were to confront them, another horrific scene like the Garnav Plains would befall them once more.

If they were to lose the war, Haven could be taken away from them.

That was how the other guilds fell after all.

However, if the Hermes Guild loses power, they must face all of the players in the continent as enemies.

Due to the evil deeds they had committed up to the present, every member of the Hermes Guild would be hunted for revenge by the players.

Although no one spoke of it out loud, they knew it all too well.

The moment the guild falls, they will be on the run from all players.

“Although it’s a formality, the Versailles Continent will be completely united under the Arpen Empire if we accept the offer.”

“Correct. In our current situation, accepting the offer means we are forfeiting the ‘Emperor of Unification” achievement. The south and the east will remain unconquered for the time being.”

“There is no longer a chance of our guild conquering the continent, so we are not losing out. No?”

“I would say so. We would be safely ruling over the Haven territory and earn 1,000 lord seats. The territory under our control would double from now.”

The general consensus of the players that heard Weed’s offer felt it was an acceptable deal.

Arkhim let out a long sigh.

“There is a trap in this offer.”

“What trap?”

“We, the Hermes Guild, must use the Brazier of Sacrifice to fight Kaybern. At least 10,000 of us.”


Calcus and the players were astounded.

Through what they confirmed on broadcast, the use of the brazier was the worst thing a high level player could imagine.

“That’s too absurd, isn’t it?”

“It is not an easy offer.”

“We must decline it!”

“It’s not an outrageous demand either. Weed, too, will use the brazier. So will the dwarves, his closest acquaintances and many players in the assault squad.


“If they themselves will fight under the effects of the brazier and we are in our normal state, we would be little help against Kaybern.”

“That’s indeed a problem.”

They did not wish to use the brazier, but the gap in combat level would be too great.

“Also, he said the 1,000 lords will be appointed based on their contribution in the battle against Kaybern.”

“Contribution in battle?”

“Yes. That is the reward system that will supposedly encourage active participation…”

“I guess that does make sense. Under those conditions it will be much easier to convince our guild members.”

Since the guild members were to be appointed as lords, they deemed this part of the offer to be acceptable. Even for them, the player who contributed most should get the most reward.

“To fight Kaybern or not…”

“At first I felt awful, but it doesn’t seem like a total loss if they acknowledge the Haven territory in exchange for our assistance.”

“We would lose levels, but they can be regained. Our territory will remain as is…”

“If we end up succeeding in the dragon hunt, we will attain an incredible combat achievement. Just from that alone, wouldn’t we be able to gain back at least 10, 20 levels?”

“That’s all under the assumption that we succeed.”

“If we gather our strength. Weed will be there as well. Since when are success rates favorable? If we decline his offer, we are going to lose out on much more than a few levels.”

The heads of the guild realized the more they discussed that they really didn’t have a choice to decline. If the Arpen Empire were to march on them, they themselves, being major lords, would suffer the most.

Money, power, land.

They were more important than levels.

The leaders of the Hermes guild voted to accept Weed’s offer and they asked for Bard Ray’s advice.

If the leader of the guild, Bard Ray, were to reject, the matter could not pass.

Bard Ray stayed silent for a moment but soon accepted the absorbance under the Arpen Empire and the battle against Kaybern.


Lafaye cleaned out the items in the office of Lahonya. The antiques, treasures and equipment that he stashed away as the second in command were mostly lost when Castle Aren disappeared.

He only packed one bag with the remaining items.

“Whoo… It’s less than I expected.”

Lafaye scavenged his items and gazed at the scenery of Lahonya outside the window.

Back when the faction maintained its power over the Central Continent, they had constructed this military fortress to defend against the most powerful threats they could anticipate.

It was an unassailable stronghold that could withstand the most massive armies, but now it was rendered meaningless.

“The wise said that building a castle will lead to failure and forging roads led to success… It’s not the most appropriate figure of speech, but it seems that the situation turned out that way.”

Lafaye’s voice felt relieved from the world’s pressure. Arkhim was waiting as he stepped out the hallway with a bag over his shoulder.

“Are you leaving for good?”

Arkhim sensed a strange feeling in the meeting.

Lafaye rarely spoke, a dramatic change from his usually assertive self and even in the last moment of the decision, all he did was nod.

“It seems there is nothing left for me to do around here.”

“I don’t understand. Your title and role will be untouched. I think that you should stick around for the rebirth of the guild.”

Since Lafaye had planned the larger schemes, he was quite free from the liabilities of the defeat against Arpen. Weed fought more skillfully than they had assessed him for and the power of the players were greater than they imagined.

The members of the Hermes Guild knew Lafaye had the highest contribution to the guild.

“It is as I said. I am leaving because there is no more use for me.”


“It’s the era of Weed now and the Hermes Guild doesn’t have the power to win against his command.”


Arkhim could not understand what he meant and walked alongside Lafaye to question him.

“What do you mean by that?”


Lafaye was about to explain himself but sighed instead.

“It will be best if you don’t know. Do you want to know anyway?”

“It doesn’t seem like you are implying that the guild must unquestionably follow his conditions because of the power of the Arpen Empire.

“His offer is a poisonous apple.”

“A poisonous apple?”

“I couldn’t imagine that Weed had such an incredible ability in politics. He is truly… skilled in framing the situation to his advantage. He is a man who could break down our guild with just a few words.”

Lafaye felt the need to tell Arkhim a few things before leaving the guild.

He himself fell for Weed’s scheme helplessly, but he felt some kind of responsibility for the oblivious comrade.

“The offer seems to be a simple trade-off on the surface. We use the brazier and battle against Kaybern. Then the anger and grudge of the players on the Hermes Guild will be appeased, and we will be able to maintain our control over Haven.”

“Then it is good for us, no?”

“Weed’s offer in itself is a fair and logical one without question. Things will proceed as it seems on the outside. We will fight until the very end in order to keep what is ours. What awaits us at the end of the fight will be our downfall.”


“The fate of the guild surrendering after being driven into a corner.”

Lafaye said the result of the battle against the dragon had little significance.

“Victory or defeat. Whatever the result may be, the relationship with Arpen will not change. What’s important is the next step… Firstly, our guild members will fight one another to become one of the 1,000 lords.”

“That would be a logical assumption.”

“1,000 core players with excellent combat skill will desert the guild.”

“They could retain their association with the guild. Weed said they are free to do so.”

“They will most likely leave on their own.”

The Hermes Guild members to be newly appointed lords of Arpen.

Harshly speaking, they would find no merit in maintaining a relationship with the guild.

Instead, it will be an obstacle in ruling over the Central or Northern Continent players so their eventual desertion would be inevitable.

“The Hermes Guild is a fence that will only weaken with time. The players will live out their new lives as lords and if there comes a divide against Arpen, they will not stand by the guild.”

“We aren’t so small that the desertion of 1,000 players will lead to our ruin.”

“We aren’t a small faction. But, even the most dense castle wall can crumble in an instant if a hole breaks through. What had tied the members into one will disappear.”

The Hermes Guild sought for supreme power and distributed immense profits to its members. But with the new world, they would all see that it will be much more advantageous to live as lords of the Arpen Empire than stay as a part of the guild.

Adventurers, warriors, lords…

They, who seek a different style of life, will follow in their own path of freedom.

(To be continued…)

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V56C6P2 – Weed’s Scheme

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Lahonya, the armed fortress of Haven Kingdom!

It was rising as the new military stronghold of the Hermes Guild after the destruction of Castle Aren.

The 5-layer thick castle walls were equipped with various defensive mechanisms, arguably the best fortress that could hold off an Arpen Empire invasion for at least a month!

A lot of players gravitated to this location for the sake of quests or simply because it had become their new homeland.

“Selling king crabs that were just caught!”

“Going to a dungeon. Looking for warriors level 350 or higher.”

“Recruiting an architect for building a house. I’ll only accept someone who can finish building it within 4 days!”

The players, who were crowded near the gates, suddenly went quiet.

Someone was walking proudly towards the gate.

“Weed! Weed has appeared!”

“No way. Why would he…”

“I’m serious. It’s him!”

The players near the east gate all turned their heads toward the direction of the commotion.

This place was the center of power within the territory of the Hermes Guild after the destruction of Castle Aren after all. The players believed it was a hoax and looked towards the ruckus.

“Uh… Huh?”

“Is that really Weed?”

“I don’t recognize the face…”

“His armor! The Sky Ruler’s Armor. He has the Loa sword by his waist too!”

“He’s the real guy!”

Though they did not know his face, no player could fail to recognise the symbolic equipment.


– Weed is here!

– He’s fully armed. It’s war!

The military fortress Lahonya instantly fellinto a state of emergency.

“Move it. Come on!”

The Hermes Guild members sprinted to the east gate.

Mages and archers stationed themselves on top of the massive walls constructed for siege war and knights on horses darted to their positions like they were mad.

“All get ready for battle!”

The news of Weed’s arrival spread and attracted over 2000 guild members in the fortress in just 3 minutes.

Including the east gate, forces were positioned at the west and southwest gates as well!


Under the emergency protocol, the fortress gates were closed tightly and the trenches were filled with water.

Even a huge fire would not cause such commotion. The memory of their dreadful defeat at Garnav Plains was heavily imprinted in the minds of the Hermes Guild members.

No one would think that Weed had come all by himself.

They all witnessed the prowess of the assault squad in their preparation against the sculptural creatures and Kaybern on broadcast.

“It is Weed-nim.”

“So cool. How did he get here?”

The players of Lahonya could only stare in wonder. Others looked with eyes of anticipation.

“Is a massive war going to break out here and now?”

“Whoo… Just imagine… the Arpen Empire flag lifted high as he conquers the entire Versaille Continent.”

“The conqueror Weed!”

“But there is no one else around. Even for him, I’d say it’s quite reckless to go solo against the Hermes Guild headquarters.”

“Are they in the sky? Could he have brought his aerial forces? Players landing everywhere from above…”

The players scouted frantically. The forces could unload from the merchant wagons or they could just as easily fall from the sky.

The tension became so high that the players were expecting an attack against Lahonya fortress at any second!

Weed climbed to the top of a rock near the gate.

The Hermes Guild members and the players guarding the gate and the wall observed him tensely.

– Alright, today is a day that doesn’t come by often.

Weed’s shout echoed shrilly.

– Players of Lahonya! This is a fox sculpture that is essential nowadays! Now that doesn’t mean you absolutely need it. It’s just something everyone else has.

Weed flipped the sack and spilt the fox sculptures.

– These are premium limited editions. True works of art that I carved myself. But they go for just 500 gold! As quantity is limited, it will be first come first serve.

In the central headquarter of the Hermes Guild, he set the latest trend and gained profits from selling fox sculptures.


It only took about 5 minutes for the fox sculptures to be sold out.

Sales were quick because there were rich players in Lahonya who bought 5, 10 copies each. 

‘That’s the economic power of the Haven Kingdom.’

The most developed neighborhoods of the Central Continent were the Haven region and the Britton Alliance.

Several hundred thousand players from Castle Aren had also migrated to Lahonya Fortress after its destruction, which helped in his easy sales.

‘How simple it is to earn 500K gold… Distribution without question is best for money. Lower the production cost but sell it as expensive as possible.’

The purpose of emphasizing craftsmanship was naturally to  sell the products after over producing them. 

After selling all his fox sculptures, he spoke out to the Hermes Guild members on the walls.

“Lafaye-nim is here, yes? Can someone deliver a message?”


The armed Hermes Guild members did not let up on their guard.

They felt insulted while watching Weed sell his sculptures right in front of their eyes, given that there was still a huge possibility of a war breaking out in Lahonya Fortress.

The God of War.

The undefeated commander.

They were under great pressure because of Weed’s history of accomplishments and his records of crushing the Hermes Guild.

For the guild, they could risk one or two battles near the border. However, a conquest was a different story.

If they lost their key military fortress Lahonya, it also meant the end for their pride and dignity.

They felt tense and anxious as if the Arpen Empire’s hive attack had already begun.

‘So it is war.’

‘We should expect a huge army rushing in after his speech. How on earth did he bring his forces without spreading any news?’


The guild members waited for the declaration of war, thinking what Weed will say was predetermined.

“I just want to have lunch together.”


“I was in the middle of a quest and I would appreciate it if you can treat me with a delicious meal.”



Lafaye was hurriedly preparing to command his troops to ready for the coming twar in the castle of Lahonya.

He summoned guild members scattered across the regions and positioned the army most efficiently, preparing for the siege battle on ground and in the sky!

For quite some time he had been preparing for war against the Arpen Empire, but he did not expect it to break out this very day in Lahonya.

“Weed wanted to meet me?”

“He said he wanted to have lunch together. Well, he wants to be treated to food; to be exact…”

“What is the current situation?”

“We do not see any Arpen forces at the time.”

“The skies were scouted?”

“Yes. The elemental spirit callers and avian players did in detail.”

There were a minority of the avian under the Hermes Guild.

“If he isn’t here for war… I can’t tell the reason why he wants to meet with me.”

Lafaye walked to the terrace connected to the outside.

The scenery of the military fortress Lahonya was reassuring to him, but now he felt insecure.

He felt reluctant to have lunch with Weed, the one who pushed them out and became the emperor of the Arpen Empire.

‘For him to visit alone and demand food. Is Arpen trying to offer us something? Or is it to prepare for the duel against Bard Ray-nim?’

Lafaye closed his eyes.

He could not determine the motive of the opponent and felt he would be in a disadvantageous position.

Comparing each other’s faction to faction, he was disgraced after having lost consecutive battles against Weed.

“May I join as well?”

“Weed. There is no telling what that arrogant man will do, so I will stand guard.”

“If you are alright with it, I will also…”

“K-hu-hum. I’m curious too about what he wants to say.”

Gaushu, Jest, Gross, Boemong.

The rankers representing Hermes Guild wished to be in the lunch meeting with Weed.


Lafaye hid his long sigh.


Though an enemy, he had achieved incredible accomplishments.

The emperor of the Arpen Empire was popular among players. Him having come all this way, it would be a little presumptuous to send him back without meeting him.


Weed, with official invitation, entered Lahonya Fortress.

The hallways of the castle were extravagantly decorated with ornaments and antiques as if confirming the stories that said all of Haven Kingdom’s wealth was in Lahonya Fortress.

Kaybern’s targets, with the exception of Castle Aren, were focused on the capital cities of each region and the Britton Alliance, but Haven Kingdom, overall, had many wealthy cities.

Weed spoke in front of Lafaye and the 10 elite members.

“I’m so hungry… May I tell you all after eating first?”

“Of course. We prepared quite urgently so it’s not much. But please help yourself.”

“What do you mean? The table is about to break down. Fried eggs can’t compare to these dishes.”

The Hermes Guild cooked the finest ingredients from their inventory and displayed an ocean of food. Weed was indeed an enemy, but he still deserved a welcoming, delicious meal befitting his title.

‘Why? Why did he come?’

It was Lafaye’s first time seeing Weed up close and appreciated the time he could observe Weed during his meal.

‘Asking for a meal must be his way of intimidation before the real deal. To show off his composure…’


“So good,  this dish… Wow. Hermes Guild had great chefs too. The ingredients are amazing.”

Weed was only caught up in feeding himself.

The same could not be said of his hosts: the Hermes Guild members did not touch the food at all and simply watched him. Weed did not seem to care at all.

All his life he couldn’t eat comfortably, but now he could enjoy tasty dishes among other people.

“This is the special grade pine mushroom from Mallen Village. It raises health points permanently by 20.”

Boemong observed Lafaye’s mood and spoke cautiously.

“You are right. You know of Mallen Village in Haven territory too?”

“When I first started Royal Road, I contemplated choosing Botha Castle Seraborg of Rohaim Kingdom and Mallen for my first city. The village was filled with medicinal herbs, so I thought the side income after each hunting trip would be profitable.”


“I considered Castle Aren too. It was the best of the major cities. Well, now it’s been destroyed by Kaybern.”

Lafaye and the Hermes Guild members were confused as to the attitude they should pose against Weed who seemed very relaxed.

They were both too significant of figures to be grudgeful like children.

Of course, they felt disappointment and sorrow of having been defeated just before completely conquering the continent, but they knew that their feelings towards him were shameful.

“The food is really delicious.”

Weed offered compliments from time to time while trying the different dishes.

Lafaye regarded them as words out of courtesy and reacted in similar fashion.

(To be continued…)

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V56C6P1 – Weed’s Scheme

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Lee Hyun satisfied his appetite and headed to Namsan Mountain.

His Royal Road schedule was tight, but he ascended the mountain to whip up an important, yet petty trick.

‘I climbed this mountain for the first time when I was 15 years old. Looking up to it from ground level only made me want to climb it more and more, I always wanted to go higher than the skyscrapers.’

He had climbed it because he was exhausted with his life.

There were gondola lifts in place but they weren’t free to use and so he climbed every step to the top.

He recalled old memories of climbing the stairs, holding back his hunger.

Lee Hyun still used the stairs to climb Namsan Mountain.

‘Today is a weekday so there are less people around.’

He could still see children holding hands with their parents.

Their attires were clean and their faces were free of concern: things that Weed was most envious of back in the day.

‘Will those children know those hands protect them from the wild tides of this world? They won’t. They are too happy to realize it.’

Lee Hyun looked down on the view of Seoul from the top of Namsan Mountain.

Back then, he was surprised to see so many buildings and sad because his place to rest was not among them.

‘Compared to those times, my life now is pretty good.’

He filled his stomach with the chicken broth that Seoyoon cooked along with some wild ginseng. He saved up so much money and real estate that just about any rich person would be surprised.

He was the example of a successful individual in his neighborhood, but he still went to the old market to buy his clothes.

‘I am not afraid of failing again. If I somehow… God forbid – fall down; I think I can get right back up.’

Kaybern was a tremendous threat. But, above all things, if the demon king were to appear, the Empire’s existence would crumble down.

‘Kaybern needs to be taken down right now. Stopping this from progressing to Cletta is the most ideal solution.’

Lee Hyun continued his train of thought while looking at the forest of buildings in the distance.

He could see a bit of microdust in the air, the foul dust clouded his vision, just as his schemes clouded his mind. 

‘If the demon king Cletta appears, we can’t stop him. If we slay Kaybern now, we would be able to delay Cletta’s spawn. Maybe prevent it altogether. If we were to fail, it would mean  the fall of the Arpen Empire along with the dwarven race.’

Proceeding with the savior quest at this point in time was dangerous in itself.

The death of dragon Yuskellanda.

There was a possibility that it could lead into another quest with dragon Ratuas.

‘The difficulty of the savior quest, too, could ramp up to an insane degree. In the past, a quest regarding the dragon was put to a stop because my abilities were said to be insufficient. It will be difficult no matter how I look at it.’

He had to invest a lot of time and the quest difficulty would get out of control.

During that time, so much blood will be spilt across the continent, making Cletta more powerful. Time was the true enemy.

‘If Cletta appears and we are defeated, what will become of the world? We may live under the cities dominated by monsters or be placed in a state of total submission under the demons.’

Royal Road, the paradise of earth would plunge into complete darkness.

‘The Arpen Empire would be dissolved. There is nothing easy about thriving.’

Lee Hyun felt a heavy load on his shoulders. But in such a crisis he could not afford to be dazed. He didn’t climb Namsan Mountain to be fiddling with his thoughts.

‘Concentrate. We are backed up into a wall, but there must be a way out. After all,even a mouse can bite the cat that chases it.’

The destruction of Morata was inevitable.

The foundation of Arpen was falling apart but he had neglected it until now. It was because he figured that there was no way to stop it.

‘What if I lead all the forces I can muster to defend Morata?’

Lee Hyun drew in his mind the forces he could gather immediately.

First, the thousand dwarven warriors he gained through the race quest!

‘They are useful. I’m sure they would put up a tenacious fight if they use the Brazier of Sacrifice. If I lead the dragon into a trap, they would fight valiantly. Then… they will be defeated without a doubt.’

There wasn’t enough attack power to kill a dragon.

Even if they wielded the Dragonslayer Axe, it was beyond their capabilities.

Equipping loads of high magic resistance gear would just help them hold for a little longer.

‘Northern players? I can’t even fill the head count. They will all die to Dragon Fear.’

The human wave tactic was not viable. Players under level 300 would not be able to deal any damage to the dragon.

They could just as well be obstacles during the battle and would potentially get sacrificed in dark magic.

‘Assault squad? I need to train them further. The brothers will be helpful but…’




Byungjoon Yoo Was monitoring Lee Hyun.

He had a system of satellite and android tracking in place that monitered whenever Lee Hyun left his house.

“A guy who knows no other places than his home, the market and his neighborhood has climbed the Namsan Mountain.”

The AI responded.

– The change in his blood pressure indicates that he is undergoing intensive thinking.

“It must be because of Cletta.”

– That is correct. He ascended the mountain after being informed about the demon king.

Byungjoon Yoo also knew about Cletta. Certainly he took a look at where the sealing stones were located. For dragons, the removal of the sealing stones was quite dependent on luck.

The orc tribesman in possession of the sealing stone could die to monsters or have them seized by a dragon.

It could be near or far into the future.

Yet, if Cletta were to appear, the Versaille Continent would fall into a catastrophe incomparable to Kaybern.

“Judging by the movement of his lips, he seems to be muttering something.”

– He said that Kaybern is a son of a bitch.

“So, he will hunt the dragon?”

– Based on his usual pattern, he seems to be putting together an estimate.

“It is the shortest path, but is it possible?”

Byungjoon usually did not want to hear the probabilities calculated by the AI because it burst his bubble. Now, he wanted Weed to defeat Kaybern if it was at all possible so that Morata would not be destroyed.

– It all depends on how great a force he can mobilize.

“The dwarves, the assault squad and what else? What about the Geomchis?”

– There are many variables in combat, therefore exact calculations are impossible. Under normal conditions, the success rate is under 3%.

“How come?”

– There is a lack of military strength that could control the battlefield. When the dragon goes rampant using spells, the assault squad, which is the core of the army, will be defeated quickly.

“Even if Weed leads them?”

– Fear spreads rapidly. It will be hopeless if a monster the scale of a dragon goes on an rampage.

Byungjoon agreed unlike before.

When he was a novice, his heart pounded whenever a single wolf roamed around the hunting ground.

When instilled with fear, one cannot exercise their full capability and if players nearby begin to run: the formation breaks in a matter of seconds.

– On top of this, dragons treat their own lives dearly. In the worst scenario, Kaybern will flee when in danger and no one would be able to stop him.

“So you’re saying that even if a battle breaks out, it is not possible to kill a dragon.”

– Yes. The dragon would recover and return to Morata.

“Wouldn’t they meet the required combat level if the players following Weed each use the Brazier of Sacrifice?”

– Their levels would increase but the curve is limited due to the lack of skills and equipment. Even if one uses the brazier to reach level 1,000, their true level assessment would put them at around 800. Additionally, I analyzed the players of the assault squad and the number of eager individuals who would use the Brazier of Sacrifice to engage in battle are at a maximum of 2,540.

“So including the thousand dwarves and the Geomchis, the total would be around 4,000?”

– With Weed’s devious, grand speech and the Mapan Council’s steerers they could gather up maybe 1,000 more members. But, that is nowhere enough. I assess that they need at least 10,000 soldiers.

“The dragon is too powerful for the current state of the players.”

The Kaybern hunt seemed overboard for Byungjoon after exchanging conversations with the AI.

“So, it’s not possible…”

That moment!

Lee Hyun in the monitor suddenly began smirking.

A perfect rotten smirk!

Judging by the Lee Hyun observed until now, it was clear that he came up with a trick.

– The success rate of Kaybern hunt has just increased to 53%.

“For what reason?”

– I am not certain, but Weed has gained considerable confidence in the hunt.

“I thought you said there are too many variables?”

– I assess that Weed will control all variables and lead the hunt advantageously.

“But his army is lacking…”

– He is already a legend weaving adventurer and the emperor of the Arpen Empire. If Weed himself believes and makes a speech with his overwhelming charisma, he will be able to gather 2000 more players willing to use the Brazier of Sacrifice.

“This situation is far from easy though.”

– He will overcome it somehow. He is Weed.

Byungjoon was enveloped in a strange feeling.

The AI was acting like the common Weed wagons seen online.

“Your attitude has changed a bit.”

– They say you have to line up under the right connection.


– The man most likely to become my new master is Weed-nim.




Weed logged into Royal Road once again.

In the dwarven secret storage were the dwarven warriors waiting in their positions.

“You have returned!”

“The preparations for battle are complete.”

Before the showdown with Kracore, the final boss of the dungeon, the dwarves strengthened their resolve.

Weed looked over the faces and equipment of every dwarf.

‘A force I could rely on. But they aren’t enough to heatbutt right into Kaybern.’

The resolve required to hunt a dragon was no ordinary determination. He reviewed the few tricks he came up with at Namsan Mountain and made up his mind.

“Follow me for now.”

During the time he spent outside Royal Road, the supplies were prepared by the Mapan Council.

He took the dwarves outside the dungeon, fed them and taught them more combat skills.

Mapan, with a generous layer of belly fat, came in person with the council.

“Weed-nim, you must meet the lumberjack in the eastern region of Hilaya Forest for the secret axe technique.”

“Is that so? Moreover, we must prepare for the battle against Kaybern.”

“The council is also under preparations without delay. We are consistently procuring war supplies and also in search of necessary skills for the dragon hunt.”

Weed nodded and appraised the council.

Many talented merchant players and experienced mercenaries were among their ranks.

The immense economy of the Central Continent meant that there were trade wars waging between the merchant players and due to the situation with Kaybern, the times were calling for differentiated service among councils.

The Mapan Council, having started in the barren lands in the North, adapted quickly.

“We have to be quicker. We will hunt Kaybern in Morata.”

“Yes. In Morata… What?”

Mapan was astonished by Weed’s bombshell announcement and questioned Weed.

“Did you just say that you are going to hunt Kaybern in Morata?”

“Yep. Since we have the problem with Cletta, there is no reason for us to stall. “

“But we are less than 9 days away and you plan to battle… No. Go to war against the dragon.”


“Sorry, run this through me one more time. You are going to call upon all forces to defend Morata and confront Kaybern.”

“That’s what I’m telling you.”

A shroud of concern could be seen on Mapan’s chubby face. Then, because of Weed’s composed facial expression, old memories surfaced.

‘He once asked me to buy tons of silver arrows for the Immortal Legion.’

This was when Mapan, who was a merchant specialized in miscellaneous items, was able to seize fortune and reputation, growing the scale of his council.

Looking back, the legend of Weed had started there.

“Mapan Council will make preparations for war. Will the supplies we have procured already be enough?”

“I just need to fill the lacking numbers in our army.”

“From where exactly?”

“We already know where the best fighters are.”


(To be continued…)


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V56C5P3 – The Decision For The Continent

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Weed soon realized that Geomchi’s advice was boundless.


< Critical Strike! >

< You crushed Kalamu’s head. >

< Critical… >

< Critical… >


– The best sword technique? I don’t know. As I aged, no one could defend against swings guided naturally by my will.

When Weed heard this from Geomchi the first time he was taught the sword, he understood it as if he could win against any opponent without trying.

‘It wasn’t what I thought. Truly my heart guides me. This is a boundless sword technique in its entirety.’

There was no specific form to this sword technique.

Certainly experience and skill was its foundation, but the user would unconsciously feel the righteous path of the sword. 

Tuned to the enemy, the most optimal attack appeared naturally.

100% of attack and 100% of defense: it was the perfected form of the sword.

A presence that transcended the idea of driving one’s physical limitations.

‘Well, I just did it.’

Weed’s sword began to show its power, rapidly cutting down on the Kalamus.

He raised Strength through Sculptural Destruction and stormed away.

“Sword of Regeneration!”

He even activated the secret sword technique meant to defend himself and the dwarves. Even after he broke through the Kalamus, he searched relentlessly for items.

< Armory >

< Large Armory >

< Warrior items >

< Long-range weapons >

< Consumable >

< Treasure >

< Blacksmith ingredients >


“Everyone equip yourselves with better gear.”

Weed consistently swapped their gear for more advanced items.

His unimaginable generosity had a back story.

‘I will exploit them right down to their marrows.’

It was to keep as many of them alive for the battle against Kaybern.

“Huugh. I feel like dying. I need to rest for just a bit…”

The dwarven warriors began falling apart after having been overworked.

They were deployed to battle without reprieve, exhausting even the healthiest dwarves.

“You all can do it. Think of our kin that are suffering at this moment.”

“Kaybern exploits us, yes. But, most dwarves are doing just fine in their respective villages.”

“Pride! Do you not all bear pride after being born as a dwarf?”

Weed was blinded by the dwarven made equipment.

He poked away at their pride and continued his exploit.

‘I just need to keep them alive. I can cure their wounds and illnesses later.’

The touch of the evil, exploitative commander had reached even the world of the dwarves!

Weed emptied out the dwarven special storages down to just one remaining location.

Whilst clearing the dungeon, he gathered clues and already knew about the final boss.


< Kracore the Storage Keeper

It is a monster with a gigantic body composed of special cells. It was the ruler of Woodgorn in the past.

After it was pushed from its throne by the demonic beast Baharant, it grew in power in order to take revenge.

It is extremely intelligent and spews sickening acid in all directions.

It also utilizes its own cells to commit modified attacks. 


It can grab hold of nearby foes and absorb them.

Physical damage is mitigated by 95%.

It possesses near immunity to fire magic but is considerably weak to cold. >


10 forbidden locations.

The final boss that defends the secret storage of the dwarven race!

Brockhand who was under Weed’s exploitation shivered as he spoke.

“You know too, yes? Kracore is an absolute danger for us all.”

“How come?”

“Dwarves absorbed by that thing number in the hundreds.”


“They become a part of his body. I thought it was hiding somewhere in Agoldia, but for it to be here of all places. Weedhand, let’s fall back.”

“I cannot turn away after all this way.”

“Even if we do not loot Kracore’s equipment, it will be enough for us to confront the dragon. You don’t need to overdo it.”

Those words did not convince Weed even the slightest.

‘They spoke like bold dwarves, but they have so many things to be afraid of.’

He couldn’t just leave without the dwarven equipment, especially not equipment of the best quality.

“I’m going to fight.”

“Alright. Then let us rest plenty before opening the door.”

“We will just have gear inspection and go inside.”

“Damn it!”

It was when he took the dwarves to the armory where the final boss waited.

– Mapan: Weed-nim! Urgent news. Landony’s lair has been breached!


Even Weed stopped in his tracks.

– Mapan: There is incredible news from the adventurers who explored the lair. It is related to both Kaybern and Landony.

“Could it be… Is Cletta the demon king involved too?”

– Mapan: Unfortunately, you are right. It says there was a conspiracy behind the dragons’ movement. Since I only heard a brief explanation, it’d be best for you to watch the video yourself. In 5 minutes, the adventurer Dedron-nim’s footage will be released through KMC Media.

Weed gave the dwarves time to rest and took out the crystal ball.

He practiced sewing as he waited and soon enough KMC Media began their broadcast.

– We are interrupting the regular broadcast to inform everyone of important news. The adventurers exploring the Ring of Fire have entered Landony’s lair.

Joowan Oh, the exclusive anchor of KMC Media was the conveyor of this news.

Just moments before they were live streaming Weed’s dungeon hunting with the dwarves.

– Firstly, we will show you a short clip of the adventurers’ footage.

The scene of the adventurers climbing the Great Volcano and passing through the lava cave was edited into a simple clip. Parts of the footage were not clear but it was evident that they were entering with their lives on the line.

A lot of time was consumed in advancing through the monsters of the lava floor.

Three adventurers survived until the very end.

Even though they arrived inside the lair, they couldn’t take the piles of treasure and head back.

“Let’s find something at least.”

“Yeah. As bad as this situation is… It would be nice if I can find some skills that I can pick up right away.”

The adventurers attained the adventure achievement called ‘Lair Breach.’

“Be careful of the traps.”

“We got this far, so let’s not die in vain. We don’t know if we’ll get another chance of coming back to this place.”

What they discovered was surprisingly Landony’s old diary.

It was a record of the dragon and it contained an incredible secret.

– Kaybern and I learned how to fly from the great demon butler Zepent-nim.

– The food that the demons bring us is reallyreal delicious. They are kind and take good care of us.

– The demons are very wise and virtuous. Humans and dragons have a certain prejudice against demons, but they aren’t true. It is perhaps because they are jealous of demons.

– I learned dark magic. They are incredible spells. The most destructive! Far greater than fire magic.

In the diary were stories of young Kaybern and Landony.

They weren’t raised by dragons, but demons.

– The king of demons, Cletta is said to be a benevolent individual.

– It is a shame that I cannot meet him. Useless humans, elves, dwarves and their sealing stones. If all of them disappear, Cletta-nim could reign…

– Demons are so nice. They left. Is there a way I could bring them back?

– Sealing stones. If I can destroy the sealing stones…

– It must not end with just destroying the stone. I need to drench the continent with as much blood as possible. Then Cletta-nim can appear with his powers whole.

– The more deaths, the more powerful Cletta-nim will be.

The records in the diary were fragments but it wasn’t difficult to deduce the context.

“The demons were involved in the reason for Kaybern and Landony’s hostility towards humans.”

If he proceeded with the savior or race quest he would have discovered the same truth.

The adventurers’ discovery of the diary answered the mysteries. But, the solution was yet to be found.

Dragons were beings that could not be persuaded by words.

They were classic examples of stuck-up boomers!

‘In the savior quest there was an option since the beginning to bribe. Though there was no chance of success. If I tell the dragons they were deceived by the demons, would the war end? Never.’

The dwarf race quest urged the players to bet the fate of the entire race on the battle against Kaybern.

There was no choice but to overcome the two dragons with power.

– Additional information has been uncovered about the sealing stones. The Great Library of Morata is said to have words about the sealing stones. Up until now we did not understand what they meant, but we do now.

The broadcast screen shifted to the Great Library of Morata.

A man in a traveller’s outfit showed the stone with engravings.

– Humans preserved their sealing stone somewhere inside the city that erected their civilization.

– The sealing stone of the elves is inside the World Tree.

– No one knows who seized the Orcs’ sealing stone. It will be extremely difficult to find. It might even be quicker to just kill all the orcs instead.

Kaybern will destroy cities. Landony is searching for something among the orcs.

The sealing stones explained the movement of the dragons.

– Mapan: I will begin an investigation about the sealing stone.

“Please make it quick.”

– Mapan: But chances are that Weed-nim’s adventure might be related to the sealing stone.

“There may be an answer at the end of the savior quest. However, it’s overburdening to carry it out along with the Orc race quest… I guess we will leave it up to luck.

– Mapan: What would happen if all the sealing stones are destroyed?

“Then the Versaille Continent will be nearing its doom. If demons spawn on top of all this, there is no way out.”

– Mapan: So many cities have been destroyed already. Perhaps that day isn’t far.

A long time had passed since the initial rampage of the dragons.

If the demon king were to be freed, it would be a disaster.

– Mapan: The worst day imaginable may be unleashed.

“The best method is to hunt the dragon but…”

Weed’s brain was quickly at work.

As a savior as well as the emperor of the Arpen empire he had to determine the right protocol.

Completing quests to gather weapons, armor, trusty allies and skills was ultimately necessary for taking down Kaybern.

‘Morata will be destroyed. What if we gather all our strengths now and fight the dragon?’


(To be continued…)


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V56C5P2 – The Decision For The Continent

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“Concentrate on defending!”

“Shield! Shield up front!”

While Weed was caught up in his concerns after talking to Geomchi, the battle between the dwarves and the Kalamus was still waging.

The Kalamus movements were flashy, but their swings were quickly fended off by dwarves with their shields.

‘To be free.’

More attacks were poured onto Weed who was a step further.

‘Do I need further enlightenment in the way of the sword?’

The advanced training arena.

When he penetrated through the path of struggle, he felt he was walking down the way of the sword.

He found the perfect path that allowed him to fight numerous enemies based on a wide range of vision.

With clean, efficient movement that crushed the enemy.

With each battle honing his skill to perfection, but at this point in time he felt that he had nothing to add or shave from his swordplay.

‘Maybe I’m just concentrating on combat more than is needed.’

In Royal Road there were many players that reduced instances of using swords directly and were therefore more dependent on skills to fight.

Depending on the situation, they used appropriate attack and defense skills which were decent enough.

That kind of style used up a lot of stamina and mana, but the player could carry out stable combat.

Players like Weed who utilize sword techniques perfectly against monsters were monstrous themselves.

People who calculate their decisions several times within a second were extremely rare.

‘I am already using 100% of my combat abilities. But for me to feel the thirst for the sword now…’

He thought no change would arise.

He learned a fine sword technique that allowed him to react appropriately to any situation as he saw through the movements of any monster.

Quick reaction and moving a step ahead was thought to be enough for hunting.

He also possessed secret sword techniques, various skills and equipment.

‘Dying to an opponent that is ridiculously powerful such as the dragon is unavoidable. Even so, I feel this thirst that is driving me crazy.’

Weed’s frustration grew further as he battled the Kalamus.

The three-legged creatures raced around and harassed the dwarven defense line. It was very difficult to catch just one of them.

They were 100 levels higher than the dwarves, so it was best to hold for 30 minutes to an hour to defeat them a step at a time.

‘The dwarves lack in attack power. This composition inevitably consumes time.’

He thought so in his head, but his heart was different.

It told him to swing his sword.

To take a step further.

He thought of Geomchi’s words of freeing himself from bounds.

Weed decided to follow it.

Three steps.

Just three steps taken caused the Kalamus to focus their attack on him.

The attacks from the front and sides doubled.

Weed processed the enemy attacks like usual.

‘Deflect the spear from the left first. The sword on the right is next. From the current position, up to five monsters can attack me simultaneously. I can’t retaliate this instant, but if I exchange a few times and knock them away, an opportunity will rise.’

His split second decision was made, taking the nature and combat level of the Kalamus into consideration.

It was all thanks to his wide vision in combat that other players could only admire.

‘Kalamus are strong and have high stamina and intelligence; they are difficult monsters to defeat. Their bond with their own kin is also strong. They are formidable opponents for the dwarves.’

This dungeon was located underground.

Unfortunately, he could not spam large AoE skills such as the Lava River and there was not much he could do about that.

‘I don’t need all that. Don’t process things anymore.’

Weed emptied his mind.

He did not think of anything while watching the enemy’s movements.

He just raised his sword to retaliate!

Cling! Clang! Ching!

He fended off several attacks consecutively.

His movements were instinctual, as they had always been.


That moment, Weed’s sword lunged forward.

It was as if his sword bent time itself.



“Where is he aiming?”

The Kalamus mocked Weed who was stabbing the empty space between them.


He swung his sword several times more.

They seemed like odd attacks, but soon the Kalamus were severely threatened.

His sword seemed to bend space itself.

The sword technique that even sees through movements of irregularity.

It seemed as if the Kalamus themselves were diving into the swing of his sword.


< Critical Strike!

You slayed a defenseless enemy… >


Weed defended, parried and attacked.

‘I swing where my heart directs.’

The Loa sword swung without rest.




The adventurers that gathered at the Great Volcano were blown out of their minds.

“He ascended this mountain alone?”

“He’s crazy. So crazy that he pulled it off.”

Half of the mountain was covered with dark red lava.

The lava was flowing down slowly and surging into the air like fountains in certain spots.

The ground was burning hot like a heated frying pan.

Chase’s face turned serious.

“I expect that a lot of us are going to die here… Turn back now if you wish.”


None of the adventurers were hindered by what Chase said.

The situation was different from when nothing was discovered.

Adventurers were like moths flying into fire when they had a clear goal to pursue.

Chase too did not speak because he wanted someone to leave. He wanted them to strengthen their resolution before they proceeded.

“Let us go then. Blitz tactics.”

The adventurers were well aware of the danger that came with the Great Volcano.

According to their observations, the massive lava surge occurred every two to three days.

After the surge, the dreadful heat prevented access for an entire day, so there were no safepoints.

“This is the start.”

The adventurers began their climb.

The sky was covered with ashes and one could not tell if it was day or night.

Despite the darkness, the lava emitted a red glow and lit their path.


The ground under the adventurers shook violently.

“Could this be?”

“A volcano nearby has erupted. Let’s keep moving.”

The adventurers witnessed the glaring lumps of lava from the volcano beside them.

It was truly an astonishing expedition.

“This is as far I go. Everyone please keep it up.”

“Yes, of course.”

The players with low fire resistance gave up after a third of the climb.

Their health points were falling and their bodies set on fire. Hence they decided to descend.

“It took 6 hours to get to this point. We must move faster. We have to take the risk.”

Chase, who was directing the path, made his decision.

“So be it.”

“If the Great Volcano erupts we are all dead anyway… Then we must hurry.”

The other adventurers agreed as well.

Each time they found a stream of lava they circled around, slowing down their progress.

“Throw the hooks!”

They tossed their hooks to the other side of the lava stream and crossed over.

Some adventurers split away from the group and found their own paths.


“Sa- Save me!”

The adventurers that came in contact with the lava burned to a crisp instantly.

The water elementals were summoned in an attempt to save them, but they too dissipated not long after due to the heat.

Just advancing 50, 100 meters led to several deaths.

When they came across a massive lava stream, they tossed their hooks, put together coils of rope to cross.

“We are finally here.”

“The lair is really here.”

256 adventurers made it to the lava cave discovered by Bison.

The interior of the Great Volcano visible through the cave contained the Red Dragon’s lair.

“Look, over there. Gold is flowing like water.”

“Yeah. There are mountains of rubies too.”

A river created from smelting gold was inside the lair. There was magical equipment and gems stacked in piles.

“The treasures here are about half as much as the treasures in Kaybern’s lair.”

“That dragon had loads of treasure because it exploited the dwarves.”

“Still, this is the most I have ever seen.”

The adventurers boiled with greed. But, passing through the lava cave was their problem at hand.

The width of the cave was about 3 meters. The ceiling was high, but lava was dripping like water drops.

“We have to avoid the lava… About half way we will have to cross a complete lava floor.”

“It appears to span across about 50 meters. More like flying over it.”

“Luckily there are no forces guarding the lair.”

“Who would dare to pass through? It is fortunate for us that there are no monsters.”

The adventurers ended their brief discussion.

From this point on, they had no choice but to leave each to their own abilities.

Ten adventurers leapt into the cave and died from the heat and dripping lava from the ceiling.

Two of them managed to get further but still lost their lives near the 50 meter lava floor.

“Next group.”

“Yup. Hurry.”

The adventurers did not have time to assess each try.

In an interval of one or two minutes the players were deployed.

This method of sacrificing lives was pure recklessness but seemingly effective.

They didn’t discuss their trial and errors. They just experienced what method works and what doesn’t with their bodies.  About a hundred of them died, but they secured an acceptably safe path to the lava floor.

Even on this path, 2 out of 10 would be the unlucky ones to die.

“Lava floor. I will try it first.”

Chase posed to challenge the biggest obstacle. He had various types of powerful magic resistances and decent equipment.

After safely advancing up to the lava floor, he activated the flight spell sealed within his ring.

He flew so low across the lava he almost seemed to skate across its surface. However, about half way through, the lava began squirming.


An arm covered with scales like a lizard spawned and grabbed Chase.

“Wind Acceleration!”

Chase hurriedly increased his speed and returned to the other adventurers.

“Monsters. What do we do?”

“They don’t seem to be monsters protecting the lair, but rather creatures that inhabit the lava. Combat type job classes would be able to handle them.”

“We can’t defeat them, so it will be best to go around.”

“Are you saying we should find another path?”

“That’s too much. We have 12 hours at minimum – 24 hours if we are lucky until the eruption.”

“What if we recoup and return after the eruption?”

“We don’t have many chances. It will take another day for the heat to simmer down.”

The adventurers continued to try to find a way through while being devoured by the lava monster.


(To be continued…)


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V56C5P1 – The Decision For The Continent

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The brush danced in the hands of Petrov, the aqualight painter.

The Northern War was coming alive on a 7 meter wide canvas.

A painting in which Weed and Hestiger wipe out the Haven Imperial army!



< Masterpiece painting! You have completed The War Hero.

In the hands of the painter who expresses the pain in the world and those in need, a new painting has been given birth.

A massive war that took place in the North; based on true events, the painting portrays the Arpen Empire emperor and savior Hestiger.

It is a piece that captured the vivid images of the heroes and many will desire to witness it.

As time passes, its historical significance will only increase.

Artistic Value: 2,960

Historical Value: 1,863

Special Attribute: Those that have seen the War Hero painting in person will have 32% increased health points and mana recovery rate for 24 hours.

Combat skills increased by 2.

Maximum health points increased by 14% ~ 67%, depending on their level.

Inflict a terrified status to monsters and enemies.

All stats increased by 13.

Experience and skill proficiency gain increased by 4%.

Does not stack with other paintings.

Completed number of masterpiece paintings till now: 42. >


“Whew. A masterpiece. This turned out alright. The amount of paint I used seemed quite a waste.”

Petrov put away the completed painting and moved to Morata.

The joyful city of the Versailles Continent.

The shantytown and the luxurious residential area blended well and were blessed with the liveliness of the players.

Numerous artists from Rhodium gathered and the artwork they produced brought the city an elegant beauty.

“I am selling a month old lion cub! This one is a male that will turn magnificent with the right care. Novice players should not take it! You will be devoured if not raised correctly!”

“Selling an elephant. Accepting offers.”

“I am a zookeeper. I’m looking for short-term jobs. I also handle wild animals. An expert with horses.”

“A direct descendant of Nurung! I am selling the 12th generation of Nurung. It pulled up to 12 wagons at once.”

In the town square, a ridiculous number of animals were being traded.

‘This city is just so lovely.’

Patt wished to paint the images of the current Morata.

Though it was devastating, after Kaybern destroys Morata there would be a need for paintings to allow people to reminisce about the city.

“Wow. Your painting is amazing.”

“This scenic painting is insane.”

Patt’s painting skills drew a crowd.

The buildings and streets of Morata, the tower of light in the distance and the goddess statue he drew delicately and gorgeously.

“His paintings look more beautiful than the scenery in real life.”

“Isn’t he Zeros-nim, the painter of cities?”

“He’s different from him. His brushstroke technique looks like it slips but draws out a painting. That’s a talent he was born with.”

The crowd expressed admiration for Petrov as he painted a dozen paintings until the night passed. Their artistic worth wasn’t high, but they expressed the scenery for what they truly were.

“Whoo… The scenery of this street is pretty much finished.”

Patt piled up his paints, brush and papers. Then he activated the painter’s secret technique!

“Paint Duplication Technique!”


Fifty different sized brushes took a dip inside the paint cans and began dancing in the air, drawing out the painting on paper.

The skill could copy an original painting identically on paper!

Depending on the level of the skill, the user could control the total number of brushes and types, the use of paint and number of copies.

The duplicate paintings could take on 10% ~ 40% artistic value and attributes of the original.

The paintings created by painters were traded for high price among artworks due to their rarity and beauty. Like a living printer, he was stamping out rich scenic paintings.





“Delicious dwarves are here.”

“This is our territory.”

‘The space has gotten wider. About 25 meters. Judging by the echoes, there are at least several hundred of them.’

Weed thought to himself as he watched the monsters swarm through the corridor.


This bunch were one of the higher ranks of Argoldia’s monsters. It moved by using three legs simultaneously and it not only ran forward but also sideways and diagonally in an irregular fashion.

They were monsters that he despised facing against.

“Form a shield wall and cut them off one at a time.”


Weed commanded the dwarves and as he fought hard, he felt his mind tangling up.

‘Why is it that I feel disappointed about this hunt?’

For four days now he had been forging a path from the front.

The tickling sensation slowly distilled into disappointment about himself.

‘I thought that I was near complete in terms of my combat ability. I feel like I am lacking something.”

He learned thoroughly about sword techniques long before starting Royal Road.

It was about defeating the enemy with speed, precision and efficiency.

He was confident that he was at the pinnacle of skill utilization, health points, stamina and mana management.

He never possessed any bad habits that hindered his combat level.

On top of that, he possessed a vast range of experience that allowed him to identify enemy weaknesses.

– The scene of Weed’s battle in the advanced training arena!

– The duel at Garnav Plains.

– The Great King of the Desert, Weed!

The combat videos of Weed drew out admiration from the viewers.

Players watched it multiple times, resulting in every video reaching millions in views.

His incomparable hunting speed was a result of all factors combining into the most optimized form.

Weed’s mind was congested like a tangled thread.

‘I’m mentally strong. So why do I feel so uneasy?’

Perseverance, decisiveness, focus and boldness.

If there was something he needed for combat he trained intensively until he mastered it.

Compared to his early days of Royal Road, he had transformed into a different person.

‘I’m not concerned with being too low level or with being a sword master. But still… Why does it feel so lukewarm?’

Weed did not have to ponder for long.

It was an important concern, but he had someone who could always assist him.


He whispered to Geomchi, receiving a reply after some time.

– Geomchi: Why are you calling for me, my student.

“Are you preoccupied at the moment?”

– Geomchi: Burp. It’s alright. Speak.

Geomchi was happily drinking beer with the other students in the southern desert.

They had roasted five wild boars as snacks for their party and were eagerly devouring them!

“I came to a dungeon hunt. The battles are decent… but I feel stifled. It might be that I want to fight better than I currently am, but I cannot determine what it exactly is.”

Weed’s explanation did not convey his situation clearly.

Truthfully he himself did not know what to make of his feelings.

– Geomchi: Hmm… Seems like you hit a wall.

“A wall? You may be right.”

– Geomchi: Getting more powerful is like climbing a flight of stairs. Forging yourself as you climb – you will eventually hit a wall.

“What should I do about it?”

– Geomchi: A wall isn’t a wall for no reason. They call it a wall because it is hard to overcome.

“I’m not sure what it is that I am lacking.”

– Geomchi: It can’t be overcome by sheer efforts, nor is it easier to advance a step further even with great talent. So, just live as your will directs you.

“My will?”

– Geomchi: The will to be free from any bounds. Do not be caught up and do not be tamed. Don’t hesitate for even a split second. That is the way of the sword.

“What if it still doesn’t work out after that?”

– Geomchi: Then nothing could be done about it.




“Drink as much as you want.”


A cheerful liquor party was taking place in the desert.

Geomchi and the apprentices led the warriors who signed up for the assault squad and only took them to hunting grounds.

The completion of the nonstop hunting that spanned over a week!

They hosted a relief party with loads of meat and liquor until the day after.

“Ugh… I am usually such a lightweight. Why are the drinks so good?”

“Drink. Let’s drink first and just die or something.”

The players drank each glass served to them.

Both their body and mind were exhausted, so the liquor and meat found themselves almost involuntarily to their mouths.

‘This is hell.’

‘I want to escape. Back to high school Grade 12.’

‘If I started hunting like this way earlier, I would have been Weed or Bard Ray, sigh.’

While drinking, the warriors checked on their status screen.

They had a huge level increase since the start of the hunt which brought smiles on their faces.

‘I have to keep it up. I will train well and…’

‘If I don’t hunt, I’ll fall behind.’

The players were pulling themselves in their own ways, though they did not have a clue as to what Geomchi and the apprentices were thinking.

“They are holding the grounds even on top of the eastern sand hills.”

“I thought about 20% of them would fall off.”

“I think it’s going pretty well because we only took in the best from the Central Continent.”

Geomchi smiled contentedly and nodded.

“Alright. Let’s increase the difficulty after this hunt.”

“How far should we take it?”

“Double I’d say?”


Geomchi2 and Geomchi5 thought it was too extreme. They themselves were rocks in the tide, but these players were just normal people.

They could already hear the screams of the players as they fell to their knees.

A high level body could withstand the challenge, but their mindset wasn’t ready.

“I think that’s a good boost.  You are great, teacher.”

“Amazing. These players, too, will grow substantially under your teachings.”


In the middle of the feast, Geomchi exchanged whispers with Weed. Geomchi2 asked what it was about.

“Oh, it’s nothing. It seems that our youngest one has arrived at a wall.”

“A wall already?”

“Yeah. He got there quickly. As expected from his talents and determination.”

Geomchi reminisced when he met Weed for the first time.

He who defeated his challengers with a single sword.

A ferocious, untamable beast.

Geomchi desired to hone those sharp claws and fangs and so he did.

“That brat took whatever I taught him and made them his own.”

“He was a genius who also drove himself to his limits.”

“Mmm. Though he approaches his fights too calculatively. He was most powerful when he didn’t think about anything… I taught him an ocean of skills, so it is all up to him to realize it.”

“Will he be able to penetrate the wall?”

“I did speak some words of advice to him, but a wall is a wall.”

“I suppose so.”

“Ku-ku. He needs to experience countless defeats, suffer and fail again and again.”


(To be continued…)


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V56C4P3 – Dungeon of Argoldia

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There were two things about the dungeon that were different from what Weed expected.

“There’s a lot of golems.”

Starting with iron golems, there were also golden and ruby golems stationed.

After a long time, some ceased to work and the dwarves brought out their hammers and various repair tools.

“The receptors connected to the internal core are damaged. A bit of work should do the trick.”

“Oh dear… Look at the structure of these ligaments. I’m not mocking our ancestors but these are so outdated.”

“Implanting compound joints alone will enhance their combat abilities. Above all things, these are so outdated that they clink and clank when they tread.”

The dwarves’ abilities as blacksmiths were far greater than anticipated.

The golems that were damaged in battle were easily repaired by their hands.

At times, they lacked the materials to fix them, but quickly scavenged what they needed in the following battles.

Other times, they dug up the ground with pickaxes.

Weed thought to himself as he saw that ores were abundant no matter which wall or ground they dug up.

“An iron ore mountain of excellent quality… The dwarves would not have created a storage here for no reason. It was because it was abundant in ores.”

The ability to assess land was most prevalent in dwarves above all other races. 

They dug up first and second grade high quality iron. They could dig pure silver, sapphire, ruby and opals just as easily.

‘A thousand warriors that are also blacksmiths and miners.’

There were many advantages to taking dwarves in dungeon hunts.

Even in plainfield hunting, the dwarves could install traps or defensive barricades.

That being said, their preference was more into swinging axes and maces.

‘The difficulty of this dungeon was reduced because of these dwarves.’

With each battle, three to four golems joined his ranks as subordinates.

The purpose of their creation was to protect the dwarven secret storage. So, if another race were to enter, they had to engage in battle.

‘But this could be a trap. We are having swift battles thanks to these golems for now, but we may get overwhelmed by monsters all of a sudden.’

Weed had his fair share of unfortunate turn of events.

Weed commanded Gomfhand.

“Send the iron golems to the rear. Us dwarves will keep pushing through.”

“Are you not going to use them?”

“We will. It’s just a waste to have precious monsters slain by golems.”

Weed penetrated through just about any monster with the dwarves’ sheer efforts.

He put dwarves with high defense in front and he himself stood a step further up.

“Sword of Regeneration!”

The secret sword technique that increases defense and recovery rate!

There were 1,000 dwarven warriors under the command of Weed.

It seemed, at first, that too many warriors were mobilized for the dungeon, but that wasn’t the case.

The scale of this dungeon was massive and so was the resistance from the monsters.

The monsters of Argoldia were armed with dwarven made premium gear.

Crustacean monsters five to seven meters tall burst out of the walls and the ground, and poisonous insect swarms came like pitch black clouds.

“The wounded, fall back and rest!”

The dwarves with low stamina and health points were wrapped in bandages and rested. Those that could fight were swapped in and out of battle and fought constantly.

He literally grinded the dwarves into the dungeon.

“Sword of Regeneration!” 

Weed and the dwarves had to fend off the reckless stream of monsters.

‘This would have been much more difficult if I didn’t have this skill that I obtained from the savior quest.’

Perhaps the savior quest, too, had a similar step in the process.

To lead an army through battle with the Sword of Regeneration.

‘A savior… Up until now it was just the half-elves that have joined as comrades, but I could lead a human army with this. I could lead a huge crowd of humans and fight against the dragon.’


< Combat achievement! You have accomplished the title ‘Impregnable Wall’.

You have successfully defended against a monster swarm for 30 minutes.

Perseverance and Endurance are permanently increased by 2. >


“Um, could we chill down a bit with a glass of beer…”

“There is no time for rest. Our kind is suffering as we speak, so how could you even think about drinking beer right now?”

Weed adamantly declined their request for a break.

As dangerous the dungeon was, their combat skill proficiencies and stats increased rapidly.

The feeling of becoming more powerful was a great stimulus for battle!

“Group 11 will lead in front. Dwarves who have had the luxury to drink beer, advance to battle.”

Weed extorted the dwarves through the dungeon and increased his level once more.

Although not comparable to Undead Summoning, the hunting speed far exceeded the level of typical players.

As they proceeded through the dungeon, they occasionally discovered armories created by the dwarven ancestors.

“This one has a lot of swords.”

There were several hundred dwarven made fine swords!

Some armories contained just suits of armor and shields and others had a span of several hundred meters filled solely with daggers.

“As expected of dwarves. They made plenty.”

Weed did consider selling them, but the weapons and armor were first used to arm the dwarves. They were superior weapons with level restrictions between 700s to 800s, but the dwarves, being blacksmiths, were able to equip them.

‘This race benefits the most from  equipment… I can see their combat level being greatly enhanced.’

Their attack and defense were increased, leading to a much faster hunting speed.

The work of blacksmith masters dropped as loot on occasion.

There were dwarves among them that could not use equipment beyond level 900 restriction.

They were rare, but not all dwarves were blacksmiths!

For the time being, they couldn’t utilize the gear but were able to once they activated the Brazier of Sacrifice.

‘By the time this dungeon is cleared, the dwarves’ defense will be indomitable.’

He couldn’t help comparing the dwarves to the desert warriors back in his days as the Great King of the Desert.

The desert warriors went rampant and charged whenever they encountered an enemy.

It looked chaotic but with overwhelming power they crushed the opponent.

‘In terms of attack power the desert warriors are several times more powerful. Their mobility was also exceptional riding on camels. However, they did take severe damage every battle.’

The main objective was to save time, but many warriors lost their lives.

The dwarves’ stability came from high survivability and also possessed high growth potential.

‘They are a race that changes completely depending on how they are commanded. If well led, they could win even against the desert warriors.’

Even so, Weed felt a slight disappointment.  

‘The need for leadership is for typical battles. Most of these powerful dwarves will probably die in the fight with Kaybern.’

It would be a huge loss but one that was necessary.

– Mapan: Weed-nim, I have a report from the adventurers.

Weed was ignoring messages from other players once he entered the dwarven secret storage chambers.

It was crucial that he trained the dwarves above all else and he only received the most important news from Mapan.

– Mapan: They reported that they finally discovered Landony’s lair in the Ring of Fire.

“They must have gone through a lot.”

– Mapan: The lair is said to be located where the volcano erupts endlessly. The adventurers are sacrificing themselves to hop inside the lava cave as we speak. I expect good news from them real soon.

“Is that all you have to inform me about?”

– Mapan: I am continuing to monitor any information about Knatul and Malin.

Weed was laid back, waiting for news on the savior quest.

Even if a hero were to join his ranks, it would be less help than ten dwarves.

Kaybern was extremely powerful and could not be taken down with a few heroes.

“I see.”

– Mapan: Also, Weed-nim. It is not too late. If we reduce Morata to a fifth… We could buy so much more time.

11 days remained until the day when Kaybern planned to destroy Morata.

Mapan was suggesting that they reduce the size of Morata before Castle Mistress gets destroyed.

– Mapan: Among the Northern players, some suggest that you protect Morata in person or break down the city and leave just the bare bones.

“Just the bones?”

– Mapan: Leaving the base structure and the Great Landmarks where they are and moving the residential and trades sectors somewhere else nearby. Then, we can rebuild after the dragon’s attack is over.

A Morata preservation plan that was devised among the Northern players!

They were to construct a satellite and transfer as much of the facilities of Morata.

Then after defeating Kaybern they will restore it back to its original state; a truly historical accomplishment of grinding!

Normally, no one would buy this difficult idea, but the many accomplishments founded by the labor force led to this very plan.

Weed, too, thought for a moment.

‘So we tear Morata apart and piece it back together… This could be pulled off quickly.’

If the merchants and the players mobilized, this plan was achievable.

It wasn’t necessary to take down Morata completely, as the removal of just 10, 20% of the residential sector would free the city from Kaybern’s aim.

If the transfer happens at a moderate level every week, the commerce, population and development will lower altogether and would bring down the city to a safe level.

If the base sectors of the city are left intact, it is possible to restore the city once Kaybern is defeated.

‘I’m sure it will do the city some good if I clean up some of the disorderly buildings. When this is all over, Morata is going to be reborn.’

He could see some great advantages to this plan, but it was still a poisonous apple.

Firstly, it would require an immense amount of funding and labor force.

Also, they would be under condemnation from all over the continent.

If Morata becomes safe, it means another city would be destroyed in its place.

Then the citizens of that region will blame Weed.

– How come you protected Morata but left us be?

– Does the Arpen Empire only care about Morata?

A chain reaction of side effects could occur across the continent.

No lord would want their city to become a complete ruin.

If the major cities were to start a competition of destruction in order to stay off as Kaybern’s next target, the results will be catastrophic.

“We can’t do that. If we take Morata apart, the other cities will be destroyed. It will be an endless cycle.”

– Mapan: Yes, I understand. However, Morata is… Sigh. I guess it is what it is. But still, it will be pitiful so please sleep on that plan.

Weed felt uncomfortable after the conversation with Mapan ended.

‘I, too, don’t want Morata to disappear like this.’

The city was the heart of the Arpen Empire’s history.

It was where everything had begun, Morata had risen from the ruins and shaken off the control of the vampires in Black Giant Star Castle to be born again. 
(To be continued…)


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V56C4P2 – Dungeon of Argoldia

Par mimosab

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Weed was concerned with the difficulty of the quest.

Even with well prepared dwarves he couldn’t advance, hence the iron golem reinforcements were waiting for them.

“Even so… It will at least be fun.”

Weed wasn’t an ordinary dwarf that was discouraged from a bit of hardship in a quest.

He went through all kinds of difficulties with countless adventures across the continent and possessed a vast range of skills.

“The dwarf race quest in normal progression would have been obtained around level 700 to 800. It might have been later than that. Assuming that the dwarves made progress too, they would at most be around mid to late level 500.”

The quest then would have been different in that he would have had to lead the front by himself and push through the dungeon with the dwarves behind him.

“There will definitely be powerful monsters up ahead.”

These dwarves were to be expended on Kaybern. Not one could die in vain.

“Will it really be that dangerous?”

Weed felt his competitiveness rising.

In a tunnel design dungeon, the dwarves, with their level of defense, could withstand just about any powerful monster.

It was dangerous but not to the extent that they would die instantly. Depending on how they fought, they could all survive.

“We still have the dragon to fight after all this… Surely all this extreme battling is unnecessary.”



The adventurers that travelled to the Ring of Fire faced the death of their comrades each day.

“This area is dangerous no matter how much caution is taken.”

“Yes, I agree. The terrain is our biggest problem and the monsters are only adding to it.”

The abrupt volcanic eruptions caused the ground to split open and fume unbearable heat.

The adventurers witnessed several dozens of their own burn to death at once, realizing that there was no such thing as safety.

“In regions with extreme conditions, you can survive with proper gear but here, you never know when an accident will kill you.”

“We are going to return. Let’s find any leads in Orcland.”

“The King of demons. Are you going to look for leads on that?”

“Yes. It’s a bit of a goose chase but if we find even the most minor quest, it will be the first lead.”

“We are going to remain here. Landony’s lair is surely around here somewhere. I can’t give up after coming all this way.”

The adventurers formed two groups.

Chase and Spenson.

The accomplished adventurers chose to remain in Jigolaths and continue the expedition. Most adventurers chose to return to the Orcland or Central Continent instead.

The Ring of Fire expedition had been incredibly dangerous except for the land that was connected to Orcland. People died falling in the lava between the land fissures and from falling debris from volcanic eruptions.

Weed, too, explored the Jigolaths in the past, but he only visited the volcanic island in the glacial region.

The unstable tectonic shifts were constant, spewing lava without rest; the earth split apart like grains of sand.

The Ring of Fire was the most dangerous place; it denied exploration.

“So, what will happen to us all who stayed?”

The adventurers that stayed in Ring of Fire opened the map and revised the expedition plan. Even with the deaths of so many adventurers, they explored only 20% of the location.

The rest was extremely dangerous to approach or access was prevented altogether by monster nests.

Chase assessed the map and spoke prudently.

“The exploration is being delayed either because we are all being wiped out while moving together or because we are advancing too cautiously. So, how about we explore individually? We can share new information among ourselves.”

“Sounds good.”

“I don’t know which one of us will find Landony’s lair, but let’s not hog all the glory after we all came this far.”

The adventurers commenced their solo expedition.

They took each step with their lives on the line and left behind markings, indicating safety where they passed.





The level 230 adventurer who began in Morata, before the Arpen Empire was established.

“I have to find Landony’s lair!”

Bison, who came to the Ring of Fire, lacked certain skills as an adventurer but burned with passion.

He already came close to dying twice while exploring near the volcano, but he did not return to Orcland.

He fell deep into his thoughts near the flesh-cooking hot river.

“The terrain is so hazardous. The areas I managed to explore just transform because of the eruptions.”

Bison thought that, with his abilities, he would be unable to find Landony’s lair.

The Ring of Fire was befitting of its nickname, the graveyard of adventurers, as it rejected the touch of humans.

“Searching through the entire region will get me killed a million times in a year.”

It was the very reason that so many adventurers decided to turn away.

“If it was Weed-nim… Wouldn’t Weed-nim have failed too?”

Bison was a player who grew his dream by watching Weed in the Northern Continent.

He pondered for a while and decided to reverse the train of thought.

The Ring of Fire was extremely dangerous hence the expedition was delayed.

Adventurers were fearless individuals but none would dare explore an area where a volcano just erupted.

Exploring the surroundings after confirmed safety was quickly overturned by a shift in the terrain or a volcanic explosion, leading to deaths.

“The dangerous areas cannot be explored further because of this. To find Landony’s lair in such a location will cost countless lives.”

Bison blankly stared at a volcano in the distance, erupting.

A volcanic jet that never rests.

The Ring of Fire had several locations that were just radically dangerous to explore.

Lava surged several hundred meters into the air; a dark area where the sky was covered by black blankets of ashes.

“Landony’s lair… Landony is the Red Dragon. Then it would favor the essence of fire.”

Bison was Korean. He thought of the heating mat that he bought for his parents last month.

“Just like how my parents like the warm heating mat, wouldn’t the Red Dragon prefer the same?”

The terrain that was most unique in Ring of Fire.

The mountains with flowing lava, he thought, was most likely, especially the great volcano that erupted frequently!

The most dangerous place in the Ring of Fire seemed to be hiding Landony’s lair.

“Off I go!”




A day later, Chase received a message via whisper.

– Bison: Hello, Chase-nim. I’m at the great volcano.

“I see. You are exploring that area.”

Chase thought it was just a mundane message. For his expedition, he was crafting supplies from the materials he obtained in Ring of Fire.

Crafting many adventure supplies from animal hide, plants, ores and other loots was Chase’s speciality!

– Bison: I got too close to the lava and my body set on fire, haha. The burns are serious and I ran out of water. I guess this is where it ends for me.

“Darn… I apologize for asking you to come all this way.”

– Bison: It’s quite alright. My death this time around is meaningful.

“Did you manage to find something?”

– Bison: Yes. Landony’s lair.


– Bison: I’m going to pass soon so I’ll keep it short. The Red Dragon’s lair is visible. You have to take the path between the lava… I will upload a video on the adventurer’s web page so check it out. I wish you all good luck.


– Bison: It was a fun time on Royal…

That was the last they heard from Bison.

Chase spread the news to all adventurers. They were doubtful at first but soon they confirmed the footage uploaded online.

In it, Bison fled from the monsters and ran while he burned from the boiling heat in the area.

Finally he arrived at the great volcano.

Half of the mountain was covered in dark red lava, a despicable place.

None of the adventurers dared to scout out this location.

Bison began climbing the mountain with just ropes and a shovel.

He kept advancing even when his boots were melting, probably because the situation was too grave for him to stop and recoup.

Like so, Bison succeeded in climbing two thirds of the great volcano.

His health points were at a critical level, but he managed to find a lava cave in the midpoint of the mountain!

That is where he discovered the Red Dragon’s lair beyond the cave, the core of the great volcano.

Chase spoke to all adventurers in Ring of Fire.

– Chase: The coordinates are for the great volcano. All assemble. This is precious information for which Bison-nim sacrificed himself.




Black Dragon Kaybern appeared at the famous trade city Castle Wapen and destroyed it completely.

The Dragon’s Revenge

Black Dragon Kyabern is on the move to destroy all human civilization.

The spirits and fairies are warning.

“Kaybern will head to Castle Mistress in a week.”

Castle Mistress!

According to calculations, the next target should be  Morata, the village that became the foundation of the Arpen Empire.

Now that the empire took over the Central Continent, there was a desperate need for more major cities and Morata was a monument of the Arpen Empire.

“Everyone, proceed to evacuate. It’s best that the merchants leave in advance. I expect that you all will have lots of packing to do before all the other players leave.”

Seoyoon overlooked the evacuation in person.

The Northern players did not want to depart from their cherished city but reluctantly escaped through the city gate. However, they did not get far and established a temporary settlement near Ruben river in the north.

There was a massive group of Morata players moving along and so the market and residential areas formed very quickly.

“Forget about other cities. Shouldn’t Weed-nim be protecting Morata?”

“I’m sure he would, if he could. There’s no choice since he can’t defeat the dragon.”

“But he needs to do as much as he can.”

“It does seem like he gave up quite early.”

The Northern players, too, were shaken, slowly developing a public sentiment against Weed’s decision.

It was not just the memories, but also their living space that were going to disappear altogether.

If Morata were to disappear, the trades, production, adventure, religion, security and most of the environment of the Northern Continent would be affected severely, and the players knew about it.

“The North without Morata… I do not even dare imagine it.”

“Could it be that the Arpen Empire is shifting its weight into the Central Continent?”

“I can’t take that. For real… The North is our home.”

The consensus of the Northern players, too, was shifting away.

They willingly rushed out to countless battles, but this time around there was nothing they could do except watch with eyes of disappointment.

(To be continued…)


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V56C4P1 – Dungeon of Argoldia

Par mimosab

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Weed led 1,000 dwarven warriors from Treestub Village.

He busily moved along with them to Argoldia!

“We have to run.”

The dwarven warriors hurried on their short legs and headed to Argoldia.

The dwarves were gifted with stamina and Argoldia was just beside the Central Continent.

– Spenson: I will send you a detailed map that I drew out the last time I visited Argoldia.

– Chase: I have a collection of information that I gathered about Argoldia.

He received the assistance from fellow adventurers and the avian.

The avian around Argoldia scouted the desert regions in detail.

There were considerable numbers of flying monsters that meant they had a few collisions but even still, they made quick progress.

– Swift Coldwind: I found it. It’s about half a day in distance from where you are now. You will see it after 3 rock mountains.

“Everyone, run!”

Weed dragged the dwarves mercilessly, giving them as little rest time as possible.

The bunch were over level 500, the best dwarven warriors with vigorous strength and stamina.

Some were even near mid and late level 500.

Most of these dwarves had a story. They bore the vocation of confronting the dragon since a young age and lived in the dungeons all along.

‘They are different from other players that spare themselves. They will gladly use the Brazier of Sacrifice for the glory of the dwarves.’

Leading them well was the most important matter.

He had to command them when they finally met Kaybern.

In Argoldia, flying monsters were roaming freely.

– Kuaaaagh.

– Kyaaaagh!

In the past they were fearsome figures and still remained just as formidable.

When the monsters descended to the ground, they fired arrows and threw handaxes to keep them away while running.

Weed arrived at the location marked on the scroll but there was a thick rock wall in their way.

“We have arrived.”

– Swift Coldwind: Judging by the surrounding terrain, this is surely the place. However, I did not find the entrance yet.

Weed examined the drawings on the map and the nearby mountains and was assured that this was the rock wall.

“The problem is the entrance.”

He pondered for a bit but quickly arrived at a simple answer.

“I bet there are dungeons still unexplored. Maybe an avalanche blocked it or someone sealed it off…”

If the map was correct, they would just have to excavate the entrance.

“We will dig an entrance.”

Weed’s words got the dwarves to pull out their pickaxes and begin digging through the wall.

After less than 30 minutes, they busted through the rock and created a path inside the dungeon. The possibility of untold events had them dig the entrance just wide enough for two or three people to pass at once.

– Dungeon. You are the discoverer of the dwarven special storage.


< Benefit: Reputation increased by 15,000.

Experience and drop rate increased 2x for a week.

In the first hunt, the monster will drop the best item from its potential loots. >


Just shovels upon shovels of reputation.

The surplus of reputation was perhaps a common trait of the dwarven race quest.

Normally the dwarves spread their reputation as great generals.

Not many became adventurers.

That aside, this quest was extremely vital for the entirety of the dwarven kind, hence he received a substantial amount of reputation.

“We found it earlier than I thought.”

Weed led the dwarves and made his way slowly inside the dungeon.

‘From this point on, I can’t get the help from other players. There are other disadvantages too.’

He would not be able to use Undead Summoning, which was despised by dwarves.  Needless to say, that meant he cannot call upon Van Hawk nor on Torido.

The dwarves were simple minded and did not compromise for the things they hated.

“Hmm. Then I just have to exploit these dwarves to the fullest. We have enough of a fighting chance.”

Weed brought 7 pieces of dwarven gear that he obtained from the dragon lair and distributed them.

There were a huge amount of treasures but it was unexpectedly difficult to find dwarven equipment with level restrictions around 500.

“Is this the work of the great commander Weedhand-nim?”

“I brought this from Kaybern’s home. You are all welcome to use them.”

In a massive war, the equipment of 7 dwarves wouldn’t be much of a difference.

However, if the dwarves leading the group inside the dungeon had reliable defense, they could withstand just about any foe!

“Maintain close formation.”

The dwarven secret storage had marble walls, quite spacious with corridors 20 meters in width.

“Be careful of traps and advance slowly.”


Weed divided the dwarves into 20 teams of 50.

He already confirmed that these warriors could use about 5 to 6 types of weapons freely.

From throwing weapons like handaxes, daggers to heavy weapons such as double axes and big spears.

They were blacksmiths and consequently had a deep understanding of weapons.

They even wielded shields well, truly the jack of all trades in combat.

– Kwat!

– Kwa-Kyagh!

Keya, the herbivores that inhabit Argoldia appeared in front of them.

They were herbivores 5 meters long, tyrannical creatures that attacked smaller creatures for fun.

“Enemy spotted. Begin battle!”

The cluttered dwarven warriors lifted their weapons and advanced.

Due to the thick skins of the Keyas, typical attacks had little effect.

“Front line throw handaxes and pull back. Second row, throw your spears. Third row, shield charge. Fourth row, arm up with axes and attack.”

The dwarves carried a variety of weapons on their backs and swiftly adapted to the kind of enemy they were up against.

They fended with their shields and attacked the body with spears while cutting off the approaching tentacles with axes.


Weed was satisfied at the sight of the dwarves moving exactly as he commanded.

Each dwarf was pulling off their role and the innate intrepidness of dwarven warriors stirred up an intensely engaging battle.

They weren’t as extreme as barbarians, but the defense that came from shields and armor was incredibly effective in close combat.

They took care of the Keyas while sustaining only minor injuries.

“K-hmm. It stings a little.”

“It’s more than bearable. I can fight more.”

It was impressive to see them treat their own wounds after the end of battle.

“Slight tweaks will make them great.”

Weed refined the warrior composition further with each battle.

In the treasure storage, all kinds of monsters from massive insects, rock monsters to cursed spirits appeared.

At times he ordered the battle with mostly handaxes and spread them out in a defensive formation on purpose to confirm their effectiveness.

It was crucial for him to confirm the combat level of the dwarven warriors through a variety of situational combat before confronting the dragon.

“Their defense is great. Currently there are no priests… If they join as well, these dwarves could plant their feet in the ground.”

When they fought with axes in close combat, they were a bit reckless. They swung mindlessly and did not back away even a step.

Conversely, when they wielded swords or spears they were true to their role of keeping the enemy in check.

“So their combat style changes with the weapons. Not too surprising.”

However, when they came across monsters with high defense, the limits of the dwarven warriors were evident.

They hit with strength, then even more strength.

Ultimately, they would swing until the enemy broke and shatter, but it was time-consuming.

“They aren’t half bad in hunting, but not enough to defeat the dragon.”

Weed frowned.

The dwarven warriors were utilizing only the simplest skills.

Their defense skills were diverse but lacked proficiency because they wielded so many.

Thanks to their high strength and good weapons, they were unstoppable against monsters with mediocre defense. But when the enemy was just as dense, they couldn’t kill it swiftly enough.

Spear and axe warriors had decent attack and if arranged in a good composition they could hunt speedily. This method was meaningless against a dragon.

‘It would be a hassle to kill the boss monster of this dungeon, let alone Kaybern. They do hold their ground well though.’

Maybe Weed could mitigate those weaknesses. 

The dwarves could wield swords, spears, axes and shields.

He just needed to teach them more efficient and powerful skills.


– Mapan: At your service!

“The dwarves are capable of wielding just about any weapon. But their skills are outdated and I need useful ones.”

– Mapan: Is it for battling the dragon?

As expected, Mapan understood his motives clearly.

“It would be helpful to find skills that will do well in normal hunts, but of course we will need secret techniques for the dragon hunt.”

Secret techniques of the sword, axe and spear.

In the past it was difficult to learn just one, but times have changed.

Weed was the emperor of the Arpen Empire and he held the ultimate authority.

With the exception of those within Haven territories, every secret technique could be collected.

‘Not just anyone can master the secret techniques, but I’m sure these dwarves are worthy.’

– Mapan: I will scavenge the best as quickly as possible. Oberon-nim, too, would know quite a bit of defense skills.

Fulfilling the lacking skills of dwarves wasn’t the end.

For them to reach advanced levels, they had to go through an intense grind.

Luckily for them, Weed was an expert in the field.

‘The dwarves are prideful and have high tolerance levels. I can make them crawl just before they die short of breath.’

Now it was time to increase the tempo of the hunt.

– I am Weedhand!

Weed roared and pulled out his Loa sword.

From this moment out, he was to win the hearts of the warriors and engage in the hunt himself.

“Oh. Finally Weed has pulled his weapon.”

“Sword? So he primarily uses swords!”

The Dragon Slayer Axe reduced stats, so he had no intentions of using it.

The weapon was almost forbidden unless he were to face a boss level monster!

Weed’s roar was effective in boosting the morale of the dwarves, but he had a different motive.

From afar, endless legions of monsters stomped towards them.

The dungeon became a living hell filled with the horrific cries of the monsters.

“Now we are going to clean the house.”

Weed did think that it may be dangerous to funnel all the monsters together.

‘I have to save time. With our forces, it’s worth a shot.’

The dwarves did best when pushed to the limit!

If he sealed the halls of the dungeon, only a small number could fight at an instance, no matter how many monsters.

He confirmed the high defense of the dwarves and all that was left was for them to fight until the end.

“Sculptural Destruction! All shall become strength.”

Sculptural Destruction converted all Art stats into Strength!

“Heraim Fencing Skill.. Haaah!”

He ruthlessly slashed through the monsters and wiped them out together with the warriors.

“He’s incredible, that dwarf.”

“He might overpower an ogre.”

The dwarves followed behind him with admiration.

He looked back after they fended off the monsters for a while. The dwarves were worn out but there were no casualties.

It was all because they protected each other with the close bonds they have for their own kind. Weed was very impressed.

“Mmm. I am assured that I can drive them even further.”

He did not want his subordinates to die in vain, but he took the mindset of the exploitative CEO to heart!

“We’ll keep moving forward.”

At some point in their charge, they found iron golems. Thick dust had collected on the head and shoulders and when the dwarves approached them, they opened their eyes.

“Enemy. Prepare for battle!”

– Guuuuuuuuuuuuh. You finally arrived.

– We have been waiting for ages.

Surprisingly, the golems weren’t enemies but the allies of the dwarves.

They were iron golem reinforcements created by dwarf commanders.

“As one should expect from an advanced dungeon in one of the 10 forbidden locations.”

(To be continued…)


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There was a huge commotion on the discussion boards as well.

Each broadcasting station was live streaming Weed’s adventure but in some situations, there needed to be a bit of confidentiality and hence they delayed the feed by 3 minutes.

The viewers went wild since the appearance of the Dragon Slayer Axe.

After hearing that Weed had to uncover the Crown of Lightning, they were about to go on a riot.

– Aaaagh!

– God of items has blessed him. This is  God’s work.

– So awesome! He’s completely looting all of the dwarven treasures! Sick!

– But, Weed isn’t a dwarf. He’s a human.

– Dwarf race quest. Flex. Weed’s about to bleed them dry.

The players watching the stream were even more excited.

‘The legendary equipment of the dwarves. These will do nicely as the crown of Arpen Empire’s emperor.’

Weed was outright tempted.

A collection of great equipment was said to be the most transparent thing in this world.

“Yes. I will certainly find it.”

< Quest has been accepted. >


Weed decided to gather some information from the dwarves of Treestub Village.

“Where’s the Crown of Lightning?”

“I don’t know.”

“How could I find this crown?”

“Uhh… You have to look for it. Weedhand, who brought back the Brazier of Sacrifice. I am certain that you would be able to find it.”

“So, the Crown of Lightning…”

“First time I heard about it.”


None of the dwarves in this village had useful information.

Weed remembered the dwarf who first spoke to him about the crown.

He was a particularly short dwarf but with a thick lower body!


He was a warrior and an excellent blacksmith, a renowned dwarf citizen with a high reputation in Thor.

“I wish to know about the Crown of Lightning.”

“I want to tell you but… It will be dangerous.”

Weed smacked his lips and answered.

“So you knew after all. I am ready to sacrifice my life for our kin.”

“If that is so, take this.”


< You have obtained the dwarven secret map. >


It was an old scroll made out of deer hide. The corners were worn away over time, but it had drawings of mountains and an X mark in the center.

“Our dwarf ancestors created this location in preparation for  battle against the dragon.”


“So, this must be the treasure storage?”

“I am not certain but you could think of it like that. We stocked all the equipment crafted for the dragon hunt.”

“Including the crown; loads of equipment…”

“However, it was overtaken by monsters. The proud dwarf warriors will assist you, so you must take them back.”

Weed took a closer look at the scroll.

‘There are no cities or villages on this map. I guess that’s to be expected…’

There were neither markings of rivers or seas. There were mountains coloured black and some were especially darker.

‘Maybe this is showing size and altitude by gradations? The terrain looks like Argoldia.

It was one of the 10 forbidden zones.

It was a region located in the desert terrain of the Central Continent, comprised of rocks and sand. Versailles was vast but these rugged deserts were rare.

‘If it’s Argoldia, that’s less area to search. Though it’s one of the forbidden locations, it’s not the early days of Royal Road now. It’s not an absolute danger zone. The quest will be difficult and I have to get into the mindset. The pinpoint location will be not too difficult to find since I have the map.’

Weed looked at the map and made calculations.

Since this quest had the fate of the dwarven race  and the equipment to be used in the battle against the dragon on the line, it would be a great challenge.

‘I have to assume that high-tier monsters inhabit these forbidden locations. They told me that they were overrun by monsters, so it’s likely that the monsters may be armed with the dwarven gear.’

The Goblins, for example, utilized human made items very well.

The higher the tier of the monster, the better they recognized quality equipment and used them as their own.

‘So, I have to lead the warriors and defeat the monsters. Seems pretty self-explanatory.”

The quest being a race quest, he could not receive help from human players.

Oberon and the dwarves could provide some help, but strategically that would only mean a few dwarven warriors added into the mix, which wasn’t too significant.

‘I gotta do this solo. Yep. That’s the plan.’



Reverse was blissful stepping out the gates of Morata.


< Awakening of the sword!

Your incredible talents in swordsmanship is showing prowess.

Swordsmanship becomes stronger and quicker.

Novice restrictions allow up to 54% increased rate in proficiency. >


“Hahaha. Now we’re talking.”

He obtained a good sword into his possession from the auction site.

He also equipped a leather armor that boosted health points, defense as well as Agility.

From head to toe he wore the best equipment for his level.

“This is a great vibe.”

Reverse felt the exhilaration from his gear and sprinted towards the nearby rabbits.


His movement speed was 30% quicker than before.

He dashed ferociously and cut them down in a single swing.


< The rabbit was killed. >

< You have obtained experience. >


“Hu-hu-hu, one hit.”

Reverse was now comfortable killing rabbits that were once a hassle to hunt.

He was much faster, with stronger attack, making his hunting speed at least 5 times more efficient.

“Yes, this is how it should be. I need to hunt speedily like this.”

He focused on hunting in front of the gates of Morata and the time that passed so slowly when he hit scarecrows was ever so quick now.


< You have gained a level. >


It was so exciting to move around.

Experiencing growth while hunting was more satisfying than eating the most delicious food in the world!

“Excuse me… Do you want to hunt in a party?”


There were even other players asking him to hunt together.

In the eyes of fellow novice players, Reverse looked to be an amazing swordsman with rapid movement.

“We are going to the eastern forest and hunt foxes or wolves. You seem to be a swordsman. Do you want to go with us?”

A group showed up asking him to go hunt in a party.

Reverse rubbed his chin and checked the status of each player.

Having looked through so many novice equipment on the item trade websites, he could assess them roughly.

They were equipped with common gear that were a little over level 15.

“Sounds good, I’m in.”

Reverse moved along to the eastern forest with the group.

The wolves he had trouble with before now took significant damage each time he struck with his sword. One careless move got him bit or scratched, but most of the damage was mitigated by his armor.

“You’re so strong.”

“This is just the basic level.”

Reverse continued his party hunt and drenched in the joy of being the carry.

The results of spending cash was reflected on his gear and the more he fell into Royal Road.

‘This is fun. To an insane degree…’

After about 30 minutes, they settled to rest.

They started a campfire and shared some fruits from their bags.

In Morata, farm products were abundant and delicious, commonly carried around by novice players.

“I heard Morata is going to fall. Is it true?”

“I don’t know. I heard when Castle Wapen falls, Mistress will be the next target. After that is Morata.”

“It will be devastating if Morata gets ruined.”

The players chumped on their fruits as they exchanged conversations.

It was only 18 days until the doomsday predicted by the scholars of Grass Porridge Cult.

As a result, it created commotion among the players of Morata and many did not believe it.

‘On that day, Kaybern will appear for real.’

Reverse frowned while digging into his fruit.

The date that was calculated via his AI and the date predicted by the scholars were identical.

In order for Morata to avoid being targeted, they had to scrap 5.2% of the city’s territory.

Then 2% more on the following week; 8% on the week after.

If they destroyed Great Landmarks or commercial facilities, they would have to destroy less area, but that did not seem feasible.

If the dragon appears, I have to move to another location. I wonder if it was a bad decision for me to start in Morata.’

Although he wasn’t there for long, the thought of losing his homeland planted thoughts of regret inside him.

“Wouldn’t Weed-nim protect Morata?”

“Mmm. He did retrieve the Brazier of Sacrifice… Maybe he could win against the dragon.”

Reverse considered their words as false hope.

‘Brazier of Sacrifice. It will be impossible even with that item.’

Weed’s success of the lair raid increased the expectations of players.

Especially, the Northern players were creating a public sentiment to defend Morata.

‘He can’t pull it off with those measly dwarves…’

Even though Reverse was a novice, his assessment skills were on par with Weed and Bard Ray.

‘If they fight well, they could deal some damage to Kaybern. Even so, it won’t be enough to kill it; not worth betting the fate of the dwarves…’



The alliance of dark gamers.

They were making huge profits after Kaybern threw the world into chaos.

Monsters were everywhere and hunting was much more accessible and, correspondingly, so did the danger level.

– I want to go to Puhol Waterpark. I am looking for an escort.

– Looking for a weapon. Only ones that I can equip.

– Can someone carry me for 2 days?

– I need people to join me in a dungeon for a quest. I will pay hourly wage when we depart from Morata.

The dark gamers sold their loot and took errands to make money.

Even among them, the debate about Kaybern was a hot topic.

– It’s so prosperous nowadays, but Kaybern is quite worrisome.

– The clients are afraid to hunt. There are also a reduced number of tourists.

– Did you see the lineup at Puhol Waterpark? All the people that should be out hunting are just dozing off.

– I do see less commissions coming in. Market price on equipment declined slightly as well.

– The Central Continent players are streaming over to the Northern Continent, so that is no surprise. However, they too will need gold to spend, so the price of gold would remain the same.

– The equipment needs to be sold for higher value. I can’t make decent profits with just errands and gold.

– Seniors. Magarita Village is being invaded by monsters. Could you offer some assistance?

Every day in the alliance of dark gamers, the information about village destructions and monsters were updated.

The dark gamers that were making high profits in such a short time were also feeling the state of the world.

– The villages and cities are being destroyed one by one. Just by the fact that the village we passed through some time ago was overtaken by monsters… Our jobs are disappearing.

– People are migrating to safe regions, so won’t the jobs stay consistent?

– They will crowd up and get destroyed… Let’s say in the future the vital cities have suffered greatly. It would be a huge predicament.

The dark gamers were concerned about the state of the world.

They wished for this Kaybern alert to be relieved soon, but the dragon would not be easily defeated. They, who hunted far more monsters than anyone, knew that fact very well.

(To be continued…)


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V56C3P2 – Legendary Artifact

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Weed swung each axe again.

At first, he didn’t know which axe was best, but he quickly caught on.

Weed smiled lightly and made his decision.

“I will choose the axe on the furthest right.”

“… Are you sure? You won’t regret it?”

“Yes. I am certain that this is the legendary axe that will split Kaybern’s skull.”

It was impossible to identify by looking.

Touching wasn’t any better. Maybe a master blacksmith could differentiate it.

‘I wonder if I needed to be a master blacksmith and a level 700, 800 warrior to succeed in the dwarf race quest.’

There was no extent to just how difficult this quest was and inevitably he had to choose a single axe. If he chose with greed and false hope, it would be no different from relying on luck.

Only the dwarves knew which ones were the axes of heroes and which was the legendary axe.

‘The examiners had the answer.’

Each time Weed swung an axe, their eyes and attitude changed noticeably.

Their reaction for the plain-looking axe wasn’t particular.

Their eyes were fixated when he was holding the other axes and when he swung the axe on the furthest right, they were enveloped in a sense of excitement and awe.

Even when he put it down on the ground, they seemed anxious as if it was going to leave a scratch on the axe.

‘There was no trick to begin with. Dwarves are a kind that cannot hide their expression.’

Their attitude towards the axe showed him the clear answer.

There was no reason for him to hesitate on the decision nor the possibility of failure.


< The dwarf test is complete.

The legendary axe instilled with longing that has spanned centuries has shown itself to the world once again. Honor will be restored to the dwarves that have lived lowly on the ground!

Lead the dwarf warriors. Swing down with the legendary axe and slay Kaybern. >


< Reputation increased by 40,000. >

< You have touched the legendary axe.

Blacksmithing skill level has increased to Advanced level 4. You are now capable of refining more resources and applying traits to weapons and armor. >

< Adventure achievements increase all stats by 4. >

< Intelligence increased by 5. >

< Wisdom increased by 4. >

< You have gained the authority to command 1,000 dwarf warriors. >


The rewards were tremendous for quite an easy quest!

The increase in blacksmithing proficiency was also a precious benefit.

“As expected of the dwarf who took back the Brazier of Sacrifice.”

“I knew you would find the legendary axe. If you knew the taste of an axe, that is.”

“If you’re a dwarf, you can feel the legendary axe. It was a simple test, really.”

Weed showed no interest in the chattering dwarves. His eyes were set only on the legendary axe. The dwarf that led the conference handed over the axe with his two hands upheld.

“This is yours.”

“Are you really giving it to me?”

“Of course. You, who must command all dwarves, have the right to wield this axe.”

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

Weed was almost drooling.

‘Look what rolled right into my arms.’

The reason he came all the way to Treestub Village was to ask for assistance from the dwarf warriors.

Historically, the dwarves lived like slaves under the dragon.

Defeating the dragon was the sworn fate of their kind.

In the entire process of the race quest, they were offering so much.

Weed understood why the dragons left other races alone and specifically exploited dwarves.


< You have received the legendary Dragon Slayer Axe. >


The legendary weapon.

Emperor Geihar had legendary equipment in the past, and it was said that even among legendary items there were great differences.



< You have passed the dwarf test and the details of the axe has been revealed. >

Dragon Slayer Axe: Durability 350/350. Attack Damage 331~ 572.

An axe crafted over generations, across centuries, by the best dwarf blacksmiths who ever lived.

An unbelievable legendary weapon!

The dwarf blacksmiths from each generation imbued it with all their talent.

Unimaginable power will be transferred to the dwarf who wields this axe against the dragon.

Its tremendous power could only be wielded properly with two hands.

Divine sacrifice!

The dwarves have suffered a lot in order to craft this axe.

Each battle with this axe will result in 10-point reduction in any random stat.


Requirement: Dwarf only.

Level 990.

Attribute: Maximum health points and mana increased by 300%.

All stats +150.

Axe skill damage increased by 80% and increased critical chance.

5% lifesteal.

Radius of axe skills increased by 200%.

Grievous wounds apply additional damage for 20 seconds.

Armor penetration!

Consecutive successful attacks will reduce the target’s armor by 15.

Armor break.

Reduces monster’s spirit by 70%.

Axe skill destructive force increased by 200% and mana cost reduced by half.

Planting the axe into the ground summons Dwarven Rock Shield.

Strength and stamina enhancing skills are all mastered.

Rate of mastering combat skills increased by 200%.

Attack damage of nearby dwarf warriors increased by 50%.

Special attributes that activate only when engaging dragons:

Attack damage doubled.

Magic resistance increased by 49%.

Upon taking damage, health recovery is increased by 150%.

Immune to curse and physical debuffs.

Penetration, destructive force and crushing damage.

When both feet are touching the earth, the user will not be knocked back by any force.


“This is insane, just utterly insane.”

Heavenly compliments sprang out of Weed’s mouth.

The axe was so huge that it had to be held two-handed, and it was heavier and more powerful than a sword.

It was a weapon solely for offense!

Its base attack damage was three times the damage of the Loa sword and had enhanced attack skills and additional power transfer when fighting a dragon.

“The only thing that bothers me is the Divine Sacrifice…”

Each battle would cost 10 stats!

By simple calculations, just 5 battles would cost 50 random stats.

Needlessly accumulated stats in Dignity, Charm, Mentality and Fighting Spirit could decline, but it was the same case for Strength, Agility and Stamina which were vital.

“It’s not a weapon I can use all the time. Still, compared to the Loa sword it will have 5 times more attack damage. I suppose this is for boss raids. As I thought, the dwarves were the answer.”

The Savior quest, as grand as it sounded, would only provide for one or two heroes.

When they combine their power against the dragon, just how much help they would prove to be was unknown!

The dwarf race quest not only gave him experienced warriors as allies but provided him with the best weapons.

‘With this axe, I could inflict some serious damage on the dragon.’

Weed was confident that this weapon could cut down 10% of Kaybern’s health points.

He would have to use the Brazier of Sacrifice without question, but he could do a flurry of attacks while the dwarf warriors bought some time.

‘Even so, I can’t guarantee a victory.’

The dragon’s style of battle was the concern.

No matter how powerful they could get, if the dragon bombards magical spells from the sky the dwarves had no way to attack.

‘Kaybern thinks so lowly of these dwarves to begin with and now that he was robbed, he would be furious. With no other variables, the battle has to be on ground level. We need to draw him into it. If the other dwarves create a diversion, it will buy me some time but it will still be difficult.’

Weed simulated the battle scene against Kaybern.

Even if he were to be very tactical with these dwarves, it still seemed a bit extreme to fight the dragon.

It wasn’t as if the dragon was going to just swing its paws.

‘The probability is just too low. If I enhance magic resistance radically the dwarves won’t die as easily but…’

The dwarves shouted and announced their fighting spirit.

“Let’s fight!”

“We won’t even get a chance to get at Kaybern if it wasn’t for Weedhand.”

“It only makes sense that he will lead us. Though he may be young, he has shown us courage and strength.”

“But a dragon is a dragon. We won’t win the battle.”

“The treasure of our race. The Crown of Lightning will do the trick.”

“You mean the legendary gear crafted by Somhand, the most brilliant dwarf in history?”

Weed’s ears were hooked.

His heart fluttered at the story of another equipment.

The dwarf that brought him the Dragon Slayer Axe spoke again.

“Weedhand. If it’s you, I know you will be able to find the Crown of Lightning. It is another treasure crafted to kill Kaybern!”



Crown of Lightning.

The dwarves are valiant warriors and will follow you, the hero.

Lead the thousand warriors and uncover their treasure, the Crown of Lightning!

It will be worth every sacrifice.

Difficulty: Race quest.

Requirement: Dwarf.

Reward: Crown of Lightning.


< The quest, with the fate of the race at stake, has been activated!

You must command the courageous dwarves and defeat Kaybern.

The wicked dragon will ridicule its challengers and destroy them.

The dwarves however, will not back down and the clash with the dragon is inevitable.

Return true freedom to the dwarves of the high mountains!

The legendary gears hidden by the dwarves will aid you in your battle.



The dwarves prohibit other races from entering the secret location where their treasure is kept. If one who is not a dwarf enters the quest, the warriors shall reject the hero.

Should the quest fail, the relationship between the dwarves and Kaybern will turn for the worst. Thor will be annihilated by the dragon. >


The destruction of Thor.

This Kaybern mission determined the fate of the dwarves.

‘Why is this race quest so extreme?’

One wrong move and the entire race could be erased off the planet.

‘The Crown of Lightning…’

The legendary gear kept by the dwarves!

Weed asked the dwarf who gave the quest to him.

What is the Crown of Lightning?”

“It’s a crown that wields the most powerful element, lightning. It’s a legendary item that could turn anything in sight into ashes. If you wear it, you can lead an army with great charisma. It’s a crown crucial for leading our warriors.”

“Oh… What an incredible treasure. So where is this crown?”

“That’s up to you to figure out.”


“The young dwarf warriors will assist you. Wherever you go.”

– Mapan: I have never heard of the Crown of Lightning! There isn’t any record of it in historical books nor quest logs.

Weed imagined that it was an invaluable item if it was on par with the Dragon Slayer Axe.

The legendary artifact of the dwarven race! They have prepared it for hundreds of years in order to kill the dragon, so there was no doubt that its powers would be immense.

‘This is a jackpot of items!’


– Chase: So, a legendary gear hidden by the dwarves. Weed-nim just might slaughter them all before we finish our quest.

– Spenson: Given the trait of the crown, it seems there is a big boost of command ability. I bet there’s various protection spells to use against the dragon. If Weed-nim equips it and leads the army, the effects will be enormous. Since it’s a crown, it will also help him in his governance as the emperor.


(To be continued…)


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V56C3P1 – Legendary Artifact

Par mimosab

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The entrance to Norn Mountain Pass.

Pale was on standby with the assault squad in order to help Weed with his quest.

“Whew… My heart feels tight but it’s a thrill to watch.”

On live stream, so many draconic warriors and monsters could be seen roaming the mountain pass. It was incredible that Weed and the dwarves were able to infiltrate thus far, and the scene of them heading to the village disguised as animals was palm-sweating.

“There is no need for us to step in.”

Randel, one of the squad members spoke in amazement.

She was a lightning type mage!

A level 510 mage that could focus unmatched firepower on monsters in a split second.

Randel came to the ridge expecting a raging battle but instead was simply watching from afar.

“I didn’t think they would weave through that horde of monsters. This could be really dangerous if the dragon shows up as well.”

“That’s Weed-nim. He always comes through with insane achievements but avoids needless fights.”

“Amazing. Such a variety in proceeding quests.”

Sollon of Mabaros Guild also cut in and pretended to be amazed, but in truth he was disappointed that Weed wasn’t killed by the draconic warriors.

‘He did well as the emperor of the Arpen Empire until now, I give him that. But, there is no need for him to do better. Right about now is a good time for him to die and fail.’

A considerable number of players from the Central Continent were clapping but were full of jealousy.

They wanted to witness Weed fall to his demise, but time and time again he escaped like a slippery roach.

KMC Media was also streaming the scene of Weed traversing Norn Mountain Pass.

– Hyemin-ssi, the terrain of this place is known to be the greatest challenge, right?

– Certainly. The downhill path toward the village has lots of places to hide in comparison. We can assess that they have passed through the most dangerous areas now. The higher the level of the player, the more they think resolve becomes important. They know that concentrating on fighting is what will save their lives. Novice players however, they try all kinds of methods.

– It is astonishing to see this kind of method succeed. The draconic warriors have no clue.

– Though it may be bright, it is still night time… There is grass and trees on this mountain. It would be normal for them to see animals roaming around.

– The draconic warriors were admirably loyal, but they are not exactly wise or quick-witted. I think Weed-nim is taking full advantage of that. 

– He got well around their backs.




A thick fog settled in the midst of the night.

Weed and the dwarves followed the ridge and soon diverged into a path between the trees.

“Treestub Village isn’t far from here. I know a safe route.”

With Brockhand’s guidance, they passed through a cave and grassy regions.

Their range of sight was only about 3-4 meters but the dwarves knew the roads like the back of their hand.

The closer they got to the dwarf village, the more covers and caves they could use to keep themselves hidden.

If Brockhand died before getting this far, they would have never known this route.

“Up ahead is Treestub Village.”

Finally, they had arrived at Treestub Village where vicious-looking dwarf guards who were holding massive hammers and axes were standing by the entrance.

“Do you go by Weedhand?”

“We welcome you!”

Weed was shocked by the equipment these dwarves were wearing.

‘Only the best dwarf warriors are gathered in this village.’

Over time, the quality of equipment worn by players has improved constantly.

Items of level 400 ~ 500 were very common and those of higher level showed up as well. The typical examples of these gears were the ones looted from the dragon’s lair!

The equipment worn by the dwarven warriors were at least over level 500 and given the current standard of the players, the quality of these items were of the best.

‘1,000 dwarf warriors. It means they are Thor’s best dwarf warriors.’

The elites of the elites trained in secret for the assault on the dragon.



< Dwarf Conference Complete.
You have arrived at Treestub Village where the dwarf conference will take place.
Now you and the dwarves will decide on the fate of the dwarven race.>

< Reputation increased by 20,000. >

< Adventure achievement increased all stats by 2. >

< Perseverance increased by 5. >

< Spirit increased by 4. >


The dwarf warriors gathered in Treestub Village varied from young men to seniors, but they all possessed incredible strength and stamina due to their racial trait.

They each emptied 20 glasses of beer straight and denounced Kaybern.

“The Brazier of Sacrifice has returned and it means the time we dwarves have been waiting for has come.”

“No matter what danger awaits us, this opportunity is worth every risk.”

“We will advance and show the youth what pride is.”

It wasn’t long before the dwarves decided to go to war.

The thousand most skillful dwarven warriors in the entire race determined to step into battle against the dragon.

The next moment, a chain quest appeared!



<The Dwarf Test

The dwarves made up their resolution to fight with their boastful iron axes.

Their bodies and stamina were denser than the rocks!

The dwarven warriors, the crushers of fearsome monsters, amassed their will.

“We dwarves will not stop until the end.”
“For freedom!”
The dwarves spoke in agreement.
“However, we must announce the leader who will lead us all.”
“The most valiant dwarf. One who can charge at Kaybern fearlessly.”

Pass the test of the dwarves.

You will gain the title to lead them.

Should you fail, you will be unable to lead them in battle and instead will participate as one of many in the battle against Kaybern.

Difficulty: Race quest

Requirement: Dwarf. Restricted to dwarves in Treestub Village only.

Reward: Legendary weapon.

This quest cannot be forfeited. It will proceed invariably.>


The dwarves in charge of the conference came out with 5 axes.

“Since you retrieved the Brazier of Sacrifice, you get to choose an axe first. Pick the axe that fits your preference.”

The dwarf warrior with the reddest nose and muscular forearms spoke.

“If you’re a dwarf, you must have a great understanding of axes and iron. Examine with your eyes and wield it with your hands. If you choose the right axe, we will be under your command.”

Weed looked over the axes.

They were crude axes that varied in size, thickness and materials.

These dwarven made weapons carried the unique trait; the sharp blade shined in the light and a sense of raw power that could split anything apart.

‘The handles are nothing fancy, very ordinary.’

Dwarven made products were known for being extremely practical and sturdy, but these axes seemed like they were crafted long ago.

Weed grasped the thick axe with his hands.



< A blacksmith who wields the essence of iron has hidden the details of this axe.
Your blacksmithing level is too low. Identification failed. >


Identification skill was useless.

‘Of course there was a trick.’

He knew it seemed too easy compared to the difficulty of the quest.

The dwarf warrior explained with his rough voice.

“One of these axes is a legendary weapon that we have treasured, three are axes wielded by heroes in the era of war, and the last is just a plain axe.”

“Legendary weapon?”

“The dwarves, deemed as great commanders, crafted this through generations. One of these axes was a masterpiece crafted over hundreds of years, instilled with the will of us dwarves to crush Kaybern’s skull in half. It was a desire greater than life itself.”

He must search out this axe with his eyes and touch.

Weed gulped anxiously having to find the axe just by appearance.

‘A legendary axe. Lucky draw is definitely not my forte.”

Since he was young, he never believed in luck.

He never played claw machine games because he thought it was a waste of money, but when life was hardest, he bought a lottery ticket just to keep himself hopeful.

For a week he was dreaming of the chance of winning 1st place and made a plan of how to spend it.

First, he would buy a house, then make a deposit to the bank and buy clothes for his grandmother and sister.

‘I never won.’

He kicked himself after watching the lottery announcement, thinking he was stupid enough to waste money and scrapped the ticket.

Even after that, whenever he hit curves in life he bought himself tickets, but never won.

‘Lucky draw is buying false hope. S rank quests are better off.’

Indeed it was a challenge to figure out the correct axe just by looking.

‘It’s not about the appearance. Novice weapons could be differentiated easily from the better made weapons, but these axes are premium.”

The plain axe mentioned in the quest could be identified with ease.

The handle was made from plain lumber and seemed like it was mass produced.

However, picking a legendary weapon out of the 4 incredibly well-crafted weapons was near impossible.

‘This too is a dwarf quest after all. If I used an axe as my primary weapon, would it have been easy to figure out? No. It would have been some help, but I don’t think I would have figured it out just by brief touch.’

Weed swung each axe into the air. The weight balance and transfer were all clean as they were all dwarven made.

If swords were elegant and quick, axes were swung with brute force accumulated from the entire body focused into a single point.

Due to its destructive power, one who started off with an axe rarely switched to other weapons.

‘One of four. 25% chance. That plain axe is undoubtedly what it looks like. It doesn’t seem to carry any tricks.’

Weed was having trouble determining which axe to choose.

‘Should I really leave this to luck? A Miracle? No. There must be a way. One that can’t be seen with just eyes and touch…’

A thought suddenly passed through his mind.

Dwarves were master artisans before they were the strongest warriors.

How the weapon would be wielded was the most important for their kind.


(To be continued…)


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V56C2P4 – The King of Devils

Par mimosab

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That night, the adventurers had a meeting in a tent.

“There are many locations that cannot be reached due to the terrain.”

“I don’t think we can find our answer without any kind of information. It will be difficult to find anything.”

“If it’s a dragon, there will surely be some traces. Maybe near the largest volcano or between the ground fissures.”

“Half of us would die in those locations.”

The more they talked, the more they realized the danger of this adventure.

‘But, this is what adventures do.’

‘One slip and I’m dead. I never had such a thrill doing quests.’

The adventurers investigated the Ring of Fire, uncovering the unknown regions bit by bit.

Every day, several players died but no one desired to go home.

After some time, news reached out to them.

Orc lord Seechwi who was investigating the Plain of Despair messaged them.

– Seechwi: Shhk! I finally earned the trust of the orc tribe. Ch-Chhk!

“How did you…. Did you find anything?”

The adventurers at the Ring of Fire were basically barehanded and needed any information they could get.

– Seechwi: Orcs do not have records… Shhk! What’s worse is that stories weren’t passed down properly through the generations. Ch-chhk!

“I suspected so.”

Chase and the adventurers were discouraged. In truth, it was the reason only a few adventurers visited the Plain of Despair when it was released. The orc history did not pass down properly.

When one orc says his stomach is full, the other orc would think they succeeded in the hunt. The next orc would scurry over to have a share, many stories were lost or distorted.

– Seechwi: However…  Shhk!

Seechwi continued.

– Seechwi: I discovered a word that could be a clue. Shhk! Cletta the king of devils…Ch-chhk!”




Weed and Brockhand diligently moved with their short legs and climbed the mountain.

‘Cletta, king of devils? What does that have to do with anything?’

A name that randomly spouted in this calamity of the Black and Red Dragon!

‘That is too misleading. It’s not worth trusting, coming out of the orcs. Yup. It doesn’t have any basis.’

He wanted to relieve himself as such, but he could not free himself from the tickling at the back of his mind.

‘For now, I have to do what must be done. The things on the list… will be done when they are due.’

Weed could see monsters from far away.


“Leave them to me. I’ll split them in half.”

Brockhand took off the axe tied to his back.

“There are other monsters in the vicinity. Monsters will crowd if we make a sound, so let’s pass through quietly.”

“My dwarf pride doesn’t…”

“I’ll buy you as much beer as you want later.”

“I think your quiet approach is right.”

Brockhand intervened at times and discovered shortcuts, but when it came to decisions Weed had to convince him every time.

To their luck, they were dwarves with small stature.

Just by sitting in the grass, they were hidden from monsters breezing by.

“Hmm. It’s unfortunate that they can’t get a taste of my axe.”

“There will be a chance.”

On their walk to Treestub Village they discovered a small cave with 9 dwarves.

“We are warriors of Golson Village. We saw a lot of monsters while heading to Treestub Village, so we were preparing a surprise attack. Who might you folks be?”

“I am Brockhand of the liquor storage, and here is Weedhand who took back our treasure from Kaybern’s lair.”

“I am in the presence of a great dwarf. It is an honor. It seems you’re making your way to Treestub Village. Do you mind if we accompany you?”

Weed accepted their request and his brain was working fast. 

‘With them, that’s 10 dwarves. At first I thought it was mere coincidence coming across Brockhand… It might not be what it seemed.’

He only thought about sneaking into Treestub Village. But now, leading all these dwarves increased his chances of getting caught.

‘Plans will change slightly. A clean surprise attack and clear the path.’

At Treestub Village, the dwarves will make a decision that will determine the fate of their kind. It wouldn’t be so bad for him to take the time to befriend the dwarf warriors.

– Betten: There are monsters around. They look to be gigantic demonic beasts leashed by the draconic soldiers. 7 of them are roaming, all apart from one another. If we wait for 4 or 5 minutes, we could sneak through.

“7 ahead. Can we take care of them quickly?”

“So be it. I’ll finally show them my axe.”

“I will take 3 of them.”

“So I can see your lair-robbing skills in action. I got your back.”

Weed and the dwarves launched an assault on the monsters blocking the path.

The monsters hidden among the grass and trees burst out, then Weed leapt down from the tree branch.

The dual-wield axe with which he trained so rigorously!

With the weapon he grabbed from Kaybern’s lair, his base attack was 280.

Other attributes also increased sharpness, strength and destructive force.  It was truly a rampaging weapon.

The monsters quickly died as soon as the dwarves unleashed their two-pronged attack.

Weed rapidly slayed two demonic beasts.

– Biwald: Southwest, 270 meters. Draconic warriors and monsters approaching. If you leave quickly you won’t be discovered.

– Sseum: 8 monsters north. I have been observing for some time, and they seem to patrol within certain boundaries. You could take care of them at the chestnut forest and remove any threats.

“Let’s hurry. Our next destination is the chestnut forest. There is a battle waiting for us there.”

“Sounds good. My blood is boiling.”

Thanks to the avian scouting the surroundings, they took care of the monsters and advanced with ease.

Weed slaughtered dragon soldiers by using Sculptural Destruction and poured all his art stats into strength, crushing them in just 3 blows.

These soldiers had substantial health points and endurance, but were weak to his method of heightening base attacks.

They could withstand skills, but were crushed under direct attacks!

Weed’s eyes glimmered.


‘I can’t say this is efficient in terms of hunting, but it’s a decent location overall.’


The draconic warriors dropped useful equipment as well as dragon teeth and scales.

These were great as magic ingredients and also needed in special quests.

The dwarves looked at Weed with amazement.


“You are incredibly strong!”

“I didn’t think you’d slay the soldiers that swiftly.”

The dwarf warriors of white beards were in awe. They were all short but had broad shoulders.

“They are nothing compared to Kaybern.”

“The Black Dragon?”

“When I faced Kaybern…”

“Gasp. You battled Kaybern?”

“Well, we clashed briefly… Let’s keep moving. We need to get to the village by tomorrow noon.”

They arrived at the ridge of the rocky mountain.

There was a high chance of getting discovered by the draconic warriors and monsters.

What made matters worse was that the moon was bright and the family constellation that he created while mastering sculptural techniques too was shining.

The star that resembled Seoyoon and a baby, dressed with jewels rained light down on the earth.

“Please come take a look.”

Weed gathered the dwarves.

“This ridge is widely visible. We will definitely get discovered through this way and attract the monsters.”

“I have no fear. Death isn’t something to be afraid of.”

Brockhand spoke with confidence.

“We will distract them if it need be. You have important matters, so head to Treestub Village!”

Their plan was the warriors scattering and diverting the draconic warriors and the monsters.

Weed thought that in terms of just the success of the quest, the dwarves could be sacrificed.

‘It would be helpful but it risks a huge loss.’

The dwarves boasted about their bond of loyalty with one another. They willingly jumped into battle to save one of their own.

Hence they despised leaving one of theirs as bait.

‘I will get to Treestub Village, but there may be a significant turn of events.’

Though it was a while back, he used to take care of the Rohaim Kingdom soldiers one by one in the Lair of Litvart. 

He never got to see them after that, but he did not wish to lose military resources meaninglessly.

‘I have to save as many as I can. I have to save them to exploit them later. These are dwarves we are talking about here.’

Truthfully, Weed was not concerned even if getting to Treestub Village would turn out to be challenging.

He was proceeding in the form of the dwarf, the standard of the current quest but he could always use Sculptural Transformation.

He could morph into a monster or draconic warrior and just walk through carefree.

Or he could turn into a squirrel and scurry away.

Riding on Wyvern3 across the sky could get him seen by the draconic warriors, but the other methods were just plain cheating!

‘Keeping these dwarves alive will be of help later on.’

Weed took out animal hides and a sewing kit from his bag. They were items he carried around after he mastered sculptural techniques.

“I have a plan so please wait.”

He sewed the hides together and applied paint that he borrowed from Yurin.

The work of sewing intermediate level 7.

He wasn’t a master but was very crafty, even fine-tuning it.

The thread and needle danced and created the animal hide clothing. The head was carved from mud using sculptural technique. 

The collaboration of sewing and sculptural technique!


< Well-made Coat of the Black Bear: Durability 20/20 Defense 11

It was a finely woven coat based on the form of a bear!

So well crafted that the wearer would definitely be mistaken for a bear.

Attribute: Slight fear on monsters.

Weak monsters may flee.


Far from current trends, but could be sold at high prices depending on personal taste. >


“Mmm. Turned out pretty good.”

It was just a plain leather coat.

Even so, like the sculptural master he is, the head of the black bear was very realistic.

One could not tell it apart beyond 10 meters away.

Weed followed up with wolf and monkey coats.

“Wear these coats.”

“You mean these?”

“Yes. We can skip over this ridge with these on.”

“This is disgraceful for a brave warrior. How about we wait until nightfall?”

“That’s not an option. The Family constellation is too bright… We could wait even longer and traverse when the fog sets, but then even we cannot tell when the enemies approach us.”

In the fog, the scouting from the avian was also rendered useless.

Weed did not want to leave this quest to pure luck.

“Currently the draconic warriors are leading the monsters. The draconic warriors have sensitive taste and do not hunt animals. I heard that there are many bears, wolves and monkeys on this mountain. If they do not approach us, they might not notice. Even if they do come quite close, they won’t be able to identify us.”

Weed’s plan was to wear disguise and traverse the ridge.

Many animals of the natural habitat were roaming around as well, so nothing would be peculiar looking from afar.

‘Disguise coats in the middle of the night… Even a ridge will have trees and grass here and there on the way that would provide as cover from their vision. Being exposed a little bit at a time would not be a problem.”$

The dwarves were reluctant, but it wasn’t difficult to convince them.

“I don’t like it more than any of you. But, we are making a sacrifice for our kind.”


“Yes. I wish to fight them too… But we will not win against Kaybern if we do. How glorious would it be to have a cold beer after we slay Kaybern?”

Hearing Weed, the dwarves grumbled but managed to wear the disguise coats.

“If they catch us, we will buy time. Weedhand, you head to Treestub Village.”

“Yes. I will do so.”

Weed wore the wolf hide coat.

The mouth was sharp and long with fangs sticking out; the typical villainous wolf coat.

The dwarves got on the move one at a time wearing the animal disguises.

The bear walked a bit further up front and the wolves and the monkeys followed loosely.

It was indeed a strange scene, hence they spread the distance apart and walked in threes or fours.

Weed was experienced in walking on four legs in the past and it was familiar and fairly easy.

The dwarves too were pretty decent in mimicking animal movements, moving along the ridge.




No one asked them to do so, but the dwarves got excited and started making quiet animal cries. There was surely the sound of sipping beer back when they were getting dressed.

– Sseum: The dragon soldiers are passing by from a fair distance in the east. You will still be visible in that range.

Weed too slightly turned his head to look.

Under the moonlight, he saw the dragon soldiers and the monsters patrolling Norn Mountain Pass. Their objective was finding the dwarves.

The bear, wolves and monkeys treaded lightly along the ridge and headed to Treestub Village.


(To be continued…)


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V56C2P3 – The King of Devils

Par mimosab

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His reputation and various other requirements were already at such a level where he could accept just about any dangerous quests!

In the past, he was discouraged at the sight of S rank quests.

Now, he could see high possibilities of success with his arsenal of tricks.

Nonetheless, the process would still be arduous.

Weed, slowly and carefully walked through the shortcut and found his way into the crack in the rock where the cool breeze passes.

“There are only a few dwarves that come all this way… Who are you?”

Brockhand was a dwarf with a beard that reached all the way to his knees. His nose was red and held a large, sharp axe in his hand. He was ready to swing down on the infiltrators without a permit at any moment. 

“My name is Weedhand, Sir Brockhand.”

“Oh. Weedhand, you say! What in the world… I never thought I would see the most famous dwarf here.”

After he stole the Brazier of Sacrifice from Kaybern’s lair, his reputation had increased by 32,000. The entire Versaille Continent was in an uproar and dwarves in the Thor region talked about it at every beer table.

It was surely going to simmer down soon, but for the time being it was boosting his reputation significantly.

“It takes more than just courage to face Kaybern, you’re an impressive man.”

“I do not deserve your kind compliments. I was just unable to turn away from injustice and lifted my axe.”

“Of course. Do you know what it is like to wield an axe?”

“It is heavy and dense. It is useful for chopping down trees, but best when crushing monsters with power and destructive force.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. Such a splendid dwarf deserves as much of my beer as he wants.”

“Would you be kind enough?”

Weed was securing friendship level all the while.

Drinking beer among dwarves was a great way to become friendly.

One thing to be cautious between dwarves is that when you turn down the offer, the relationship plummets badly.

“You must be on your way to Treestub Village. I know you are busy. Let’s empty one barrel quickly.”

He drank plentifully from Brockhand’s offerings in the rock liquor storage.

– You are slightly drunk from the flavorful beer. The dwarf trait grants increased focus and stamina until you become sober.

All production and combat engagements efficiency is increased by 10.

Recovery rate  is increased.

Reduced loss of strength from severe wounds.


< You have tasted Bornyak beer.

Tasting such great beer increased Art by 2.

Dignity increased by 2.

Courage increased by 2. >

< Cooking Skill proficiency is enhanced.>

< Outstanding Insight allowed you to see through 85% of the recipe for Bornyak beer. >


‘Such cool effects…’

Weed was content drinking the hidden beer of the dwarf.

In Royal Road, many thrived by diligent hunting, but there were also those who searched for spectacular scenery or cooked delicious recipes and became powerful in their respective ways. It was about enjoying life.

Though one mistake could turn that life into a lazy and frolic one.

Brockhand laid down his empty glass and spoke.

“Weedhand, are you really  going to hunt that dragon?”

“Of course. The dragon persecuted us dwarves.”

Weed lied without a conscience.

“Then I shall follow in your endeavor.”

“It’s too dangerous. There will be many enemies waiting for me.”

“Do not worry about that. This body of mine is old indeed, but if it’s slaying Kaybern, I will fight at any battlefront.”

Hence Brockhand joined as a comrade.

Weed skimmed through his equipment and they seemed to be less than level 500. Even so, his axe and equipment were worn out like they have been used frequently.

Brockhand undoubtedly would have gone through countless battles in his youth.

‘He’s at an acceptable level as a comrade.’

Veteran dwarf warriors were always welcome in any group.

In any situation, they always pulled through despite the costs in beer than they raised.

– Mapan: Brockhand is a dwarf with a sensitive personality… It feels good that he’s joined as an ally. Brockhand has never been a comrade of a player. This is a first.

– Spenson: It looks like the dwarves are joining in on our quest against Kaybern. Normally, dwarfs aren’t such cooperative people .

Weed came out of the liquor storage and walked with Brockhand.

“Look at these prints. They belong to the draconic warriors.”

Brockhand checked out the firm prints on the ground.

Weed had already known from the avian that there were 5 draconic warriors up ahead.

Though he avoided the outposts, there were many obstacles on the way to Treestub Village.

“Do you know how to identify the tracks of the earth?”

“Not in detail. But, the mountains and forest are familiar to me. Draconic warriors have larger and heavier feet than those of a human.”

“Dwarves have feet just as big.”

“We do have such feet, but we try our best not to step on live flowers.”

“That is so.”

“Don’t trouble yourself with them. This place is like my own backyard. The path is blocked for sure, but there is always a way around.”

Brockhand led the way through a crack in a large boulder using his small stature.

“Have you ever swung on vines? We can traverse a long distance up this tree.”

“Hmm. I will give it a try.”

Weed climbed the tree with Brockhand. Then he grabbed on the vines and leaped through midair, travelling dozens of meters each time.

Brockhand who was confidently leading the way lost his grip and almost fell several times.

“K-hmm, high places are sure dizzy. Weedhand, you ride well like the young dwarves.”

“Thank you.”

Brockhand’s guidance allowed them to bypass several groups of draconic warriors.

– I hear something from afar.

– It must be the wind.

– It seems young monkeys are just playing around.

The draconic warriors stood at their assigned positions and patrolled the area. Passing through the tall grass and the path through the rocks was safe enough.

“Whew, we didn’t get discovered.”

“It was possible because of Brockhand-nim.”

“I know, it was all me.”


“Now if we stay in the shadow of the trees and if we put this on, we will be well camouflaged.”

Brockhand’s suggestion was rubbing mud on their faces. Then he stuck a bit of grass and branches between his chainmail and praised himself.

“This is perfect, if I say so myself. Those dumb lizards will never figure me out.”

Weed honestly didn’t think much of Brockhand’s camouflage.

‘I guess it will have some sort of an effect. Barely a difference though.’

An axe sticking out between a tree and the grass!

Even so, the dwarves must always be praised as the best.

“Your hiding skills are amazing.”

– Beakraccoon: A group of draconic warriors closing in fast, 320 meters west. 4 draconic warriors and multiple other monsters.

Weed peeked unnoticeably to the west. There was nothing in sight, but soon the draconic warriors were going to appear.

Brockhand put his backpack on once again.

“Let’s get on our way.”

“Hold on. This doesn’t feel right. Let us wait in the grass for a little longer.”

“Well, if you say so.”

After a moment of waiting, the draconic warriors and the monsters passed by.

“We must find Kaybern-nim’s lost items.”

“We have to get them back, even if it means killing every last dwarf in these mountains.”

“Find the villages with lots of dwarves. They will know where the treasures are. If we don’t find treasures, the dwarves will have to offer their own lives and treasures instead.”

The patrolling dragon soldiers were exchanging murderous conversations.

“Those bastards!”

Weed stopped Brockhand from dashing out.

“They are just words. I heard that the nearby dwarf villages already retreated after engaging with monsters.”

“I must take revenge.”

“There will be a better opportunity later.”

Brockhand was hotheaded like the dwarf warrior he was. Other than the fact that he wanted to pounce whenever he saw a monster, he was an excellent guide.

‘Terrain and scouting. Assistance in both makes it so much easier.’

He moved cautiously nonetheless.

According to the map, Treestub Village was west of Norn Mountain Pass and surrounded by steep mountains.

Thick forests prevented sight of the village from a distance.

Adventurer Chase and many dwarves said that they only heard stories about Treestub Village.

– Chase: I constantly write down clues about quests in my notepad. I’ve heard about Treestub Village 3 times. It’s recorded as a peaceful, typical village where the dwarves reside.

Even adventurers did not know what it was like for certain.

Some players might have visited by pure chance but passed through thinking that it was just another village.

The village served as the meeting point for the warriors when their fates were in danger.

‘Judging by the map, Treestub Village is near the waterfall. At the foot and breast of the mountain I could hide and detour, but where the water is – there is the problem. Typically, it would be full of monsters.’

Weed pondered but came to no solution.

Teleportation and Painting Teleportation was prevented and flight would be discovered by the draconic warriors.

‘Of course that S rank chain quest wouldn’t be so easy.’

Just because the first difficulties had been overcome easily didn’t mean the entire process was the same.

“Brockhand, let us go.”





Adventurer Chase. He who arrived at the Ring of Fire could see mountain tops spewing lava.

Some volcanoes were vomiting lava several hundred meters into the sky.

“Wow… This is truly an incredible sight.”

“It is too hot. The heat is going to melt my face.”

“Put on your fairy windbreakers. The flames will be dangerous from here on out. We have to be careful of the terrain more than the monsters right now.”

The adventurers began the investigation with Chase.

Their objective was Landony’s lair that was yet to be found!

For now, the threat of the Red Dragon was looming; it could invade the Central or Northern Continent after its assault on the orcs.

“K-ugh… This is a perilous path.”

With each step, they sank to their knees in the volcanic ash.

In the sky, strange-looking rock monsters took flight. Some grounds sank and lava flowing underneath was visible to the eye.

“Watch your feet!”


A boulder on a steep area crumbled and dropped down into the distance.

The adventurers had tied themselves to one another and didn’t fall, but it was truly a dangerous moment. 


(To be continued…)


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V56C2P2 – The King of Devils

Par mimosab

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Weed received news about the Earth Shadows party while on his way to the dwarf quest.

“The high elves are stepping in…”

– Mapan: Yes. Apparently the quest for reviving the World Tree has surfaced.

A quest appeared for all elven users across all continents.


< Protect the World Tree.

The last hope yet to be destroyed by the Black Dragon Kaybern.

Adventurers Unring, Ben and Elicks are planning to recover a part of the World Tree’s roots and return it to the large forest.

The World Tree is a great presence that calls for fairies and spirits and protects the elves from harm. When the World Tree returns to the forest, the elves will regain their lost powers.

Unfortunately, this news has also reached the ears of the dark elves and Kaybern’s subordinates.

Protect the World Tree so it may return to the forest from the far south.

Requirement: Elves exclusive racial quest

Reward: Elven magic and Elemental Summoning enhancement.

Difficulty: S >


The quest popped up for all elven users from level 1 to over 500!

“This is pretty sweet too.”

Weed thought it would be worth offering his support if it wasn’t for the dwarf quest.

All he had to do was to use Sculptural Transformation to access the elf race quest.

“If I weren’t too busy with my schedule I would have loved to visit.”

– Mapan: Are you considering helping them?

“If it’s possible.”

– Mapan: I thought you weren’t interested in the adventures of others.

“Unless I’m going to be active as an elf for a long time, enhancing Elemental Summoning or magic won’t do me much good… But, I have to devote myself to this world.”

– Mapan: Yes, the amount of taxes from the elves would have to increase as well.


– Mapan: K-heh-heh-heh.

Weed wished to help the elves but he could not offer transport with the wyverns like with the Brazier of Sacrifice. The World Tree must be in the presence of the earth’s essence, so if it gets too far off the ground it would wither away.

Before its roots settled firmly in the earth, it was a frail being that would die easily when exposed to heat or to cold.

“It won’t be easy to travel through the desert.”

– Mapan: They plan on passing through the oasis and taking the long way east.

“Are you close with them?”

– Mapan: Yes. Well, they’re my usual customers…

The more famous an adventurer was, the closer they were acquainted with the merchants.

The bigger the merchant council was, the quicker they could deliver the necessary equipment and materials.

“It would be great if the elves could join in the fight against Kaybern.”

– Mapan: I also think it is possible. However, the fact that a quest that connects elves after the dwarves with the dragon must mean…”

– “It means that the savior quest connected with the dragon will be a serious challenge.”

Weed was assessing these quests all along.

The quest that recovered the Brazier of Sacrifice was the dwarf race quest.

There were savior quests for rescuing barbarians and the fairy knight as well, and perhaps it was possible for the elves to join.

Several races were binded to a single fate due to the dragon.

“It will become a disaster… What about the information that I asked for?”

– Mapan: I am still in the process of organizing the information about Knatul and Malin. There were too many incorrect stories and too much fake intelligence, so it will take a considerable amount of time.

“Fake intelligence?”

– Mapan: It’s because of the hopes of becoming a lord of Arpen that… They are reporting just about anything.”

The lord seat and a million gold. The reward was attracting a huge amount of information about the barbarian and the fairy knight.

The problem was that they were rarely useful.

Even quests of rank F difficulty that were incomplete were still being sent in as information.

“It is what it is. We have to sort them out from our side.”

– Mapan: That is so.

“It will only become more dangerous given how the scale of the quest continues to grow. Nothing to fall back on if we fail…”

– Mapan: Yes! We have faith in you, Weed-nim.

“You speak so calmly since you’re not the one behind the wheel.”

– Mapan: Well, that is life.




The entrance to Norn Mountain Pass.

Weed arrived on Wy-3 to attend the dwarf council meeting.

‘I have to be careful from here.’

It was a considerable distance away from Kaybern’s territories, but there were terrible rumors that thousands of draconic warriors were roaming around Thor.

– We have to retrieve the treasure.

– Find them and kill them. How dare those lowly dwarves intrude Kaybern-nim’s lair!

Additionally, the monsters level of activity became more frequent, turning Thor into a danger zone.

“Bypassing the obstacles and getting to Treestub Village where the dwarves are is a quest in itself.”

He had 10 days and it would have been far easier if he moved as soon as he accepted the quest.

However, he had to split up his schedule in order to host the Arpen Empire lord conference and another slot for hunting. During that time, the draconic warriors and monsters filled the entire mountain pass.

“It’s already difficult as it is and it’s getting even harder. I suppose this is how we all thrive.”

– Bidol: No enemies in sight within a 200 meter radius. They may be hidden in the grass or below the trees, so be wary.

Just like how they scout with drones in the military, the avian users were scouting the surroundings. The avian were always helpful for Weed, but after the lair raid, their loyalty grew exponentially.

“Sculptural Transformation.”

Weed transformed into a dwarf and equipped average equipment around level 300.

There were many useful things out of the dragon’s treasures, but they carried a risk of drawing too many eyes and hence he did not bring them.

Even so, he stashed equipment like the Loa sword and the Sky Ruler’s Armor in his bag.

It was a kind of infiltration quest into the heart of enemy lines!

If he were to be discovered, all draconic warriors and monsters in vicinity would swarm on top of him. Kaybern too would undoubtedly fly over from the lair.

“I am on the move.”

Weed’s voice transferred through the regional chat to 100 avian that were mobilized to provide aerial surveillance.

– Pale: Preparations for reinforcement complete.

With Pale as the core, the backup team, composed of the users out to hunt for Kaybern, waited nearby as well.

“You don’t have to do this.”

“We are doing this because we want to.”

Weed wanted to turn them back because he did not see them as any significant help if the situation were to turn for the worst, but they were voluntarily gathered.

“As I have seen for quite some time, there’s a lot to gain from staying near Weed-nim.”

“It is draining… Deathly painful, but ultimately worthwhile.”

“You get to be on broadcast. That in itself is profit.”

Much like how the Hermes Guild assisted in Bard Ray’s hunt or quest, Weed was receiving the same reliable support.

– Biwalde: There are monsters at the east ridge. The trees are blocking the sight, so I think Weed-nim will stay undiscovered.

– Chukyeong: There are 20 draconic warriors found in this area. We are confirming all of their movements.

– Kaliyacard: There are some outposts along the progression path. They were built by the dwarves but were overtaken by the draconic warriors. The detour is west but you must pass through a gorge.

– Seum: Currently scouting the gorge. Large group of monsters are resting here. It may be possible to progress through them without being discovered but…  It’s not certain.

– Toro: The gorge is not viable. Judging by the look of these monsters, I suspect that they possess a keen sense of smell.

Weed received a wide range of information on his mountain climb.

‘draconic warriors on outposts… That’s the first challenge.’

If he were to be seen, nearby draconic warriors and monsters could overrun him.

‘S difficulty quests are not simple. If things go wrong, it won’t end with just me, but all dwarves in Treestub Village will perish.’

Weed’s mind was sharp and sensitive like the tip of a blade.

Avian scattered all around informed him. He assembled those stories into one. He did not take anything lightly; the surrounding terrain, sound of the wind, the smell.

‘I will not let up my guard.’

It was Weed’s style to not get full of himself or underestimate his opponent until the moment of death!


Using his short legs, he barely made a sound during his climb. He even carefully avoided tree branches and leaves. 

– Herman: I know a lot about Norn Mountain Pass. The outpost on that side can be evaded by going through the dwarven liquor storage.

Herman spoke to Weed after watching the live stream.

“Liquor storage?”

– Herman: I can’t call it the next crossroad… If you continue that way for a bit more, there will be a secret path on the right. It might be covered by grass. It’s where the hundred year old trees intertwine and if you switch directions towards that way and keep walking, you will encounter a passage between the rocks.

Norn Mountain Pass had lots of huge trees and also large boulders.

– Herman: Cold wind seeps through it, so the senior dwarves store their beer inside. The manager of that area should be Brockhand… The place is only known by reputable dwarves. Eh-hem. He will treat you well if you mention my name.

“Thank you, Sir old dwarf.”

– Herman: … If you could take out “old”. Damn it! If this goes live, more people will mock me. Curses. Ah, my cursing just went live. This is not good.

Weed received Herman’s info which was soon confirmed by Seoyoon and Mapan.

He wouldn’t have told Weed wrong information, but Herman was more a blacksmith than an adventurer. Many things could have changed since his last visit.

– Seoyoon: The dwarven liquor storage. Location confirmed. Sir Herman’s words are correct. If you pass through the storage, you can cut down the distance down by approximately 340 meters.

– Mapan: I am assessing the mountain map. The location is firm and based on the words of other users it seems that NPC Brockhand is a bit picky. He doesn’t seem to let dwarves with low reputation through the entrance… Well, I guess that isn’t a concern for Weed-nim.

An adventurer, an artist.

Weed’s reputation as he climbed to the position of emperor of the Arpen Empire, with a bit of exaggeration was known even by the aquatic creatures just fished out of the ocean.

In fact, mermaids and creatures of intelligence spoke about Weed. 

– On land I heard there is an honorable man who creates beauty and doesn’t know fear. How can I meet him?

– There is rumour spreading throughout the oceans. The polar explorer, the honorable king of kings, a determined fisherman. I have stories to tell day and night about the man with such titles. Shh. These are secrets that I haven’t told anyone. 


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V56C2P1 – The King of Devils

Par mimosab

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– These pesky, worthless dwarves must have lost their senses stealing my things!

The dwarves of Cygorn and Ulta Mountain Pass continued to suffer under Kaybern’s wrath.

The peaceful villages were set entirely on flames, and the terrain was transformed by a series of avalanches.

“That insane dragon!”

The dwarven citizens forgot about their instinctive fears and retaliated, only to be wiped out by waves of magic.

– Attack, slaughter them all!

The dragon soldiers led the monsters to invade the resisting dwarven villages.

In 3 days, 45 villages were razed and over 30,000 dwarves lost their lives.

The war that took place in the deepest parts of Ulta and Cygorn Mountain Pass were released to the public via broadcast.

– Thor has ultimately become the target of the dragon.

– Seems that the dwarves and the dragon cannot coexist within the woods any longer.

– Would there be a possibility that Kaybern’s weekly target may shift to dwarven villages?

– It doesn’t seem to be to that extent. For the time being, the cities that the dragon will likely target are… Hmm-hmm. The calculation is very complex to understand, but anyways the targets will be major cities.

– The dwarves do not settle in large communities, to begin with.

The situation in Thor became dire and more dwarves descended from the mountains away from the dragon. It was so critical that even Weed, who carried out the dwarven race quest, was deeply concerned.

‘This is a race quest? What, is this some kind of dwarf annihilation quest?’

Even so, the dwarves of Debrado Village, who were connected to the quest, actively roamed around the Mountain Pass.

“Just for how much longer are we supposed to suffer? We retrieved our nation’s treasure, the Brazier of Sacrifice. It is time to swing the axes of revenge.”

“Finally, has that time arrived?”

The nature of dwarves were different from humans. They were naturally afraid of the dragon, but if their kind lost their lives they burned in vengeance.

All the dwarves were uniting as one.

“Is it really true that the Brazier of Sacrifice was found?”

“Yes. A great, heroic dwarf has appeared before our kind.”

“What is his name?”

“He’s… Weedhand.”

It was a fake name that Weed told them when he was under Sculptural Transformation!

That name was spreading among the dwarves of Thor.

The dwarf users that remained in Thor laughed.

“This is amazing. Isn’t it the first time that such a large-scale dwarf race quest arised?”

“It’s spectacular of Weed-nim to discover it. A chain quest after the robbery of Kaybern’s lair…”

“Awesome. Just purely epic.”

“I want to join too.”

“We are dwarves too, so we can.”

“Oh, yeah. Dwarves never had a war quest like this one. It’s going to be fun.”

The dwarves that were negligent even when the Hermes Guild dominated the Central Continent wished for Weed to succeed in his adventure.

Kaybern was the most wretched presence of all for the dwarves and so they hoped dearly that the dragon would be slain.




Weed preceding the progression of the dwarf quest, hunted whenever he could. It was also an important task to lead the assault squad that pledged to fight against Kaybern and take care of the multiplying monsters.

“To battle.”

100,000 monsters vs. 1,000 assault squad!

On the vast plains, huge clashes with aerial supports from the avian broke out in the morning, midday and afternoon. Even after midnight, before breakfast, during breakfast, after breakfast… They just kept on fighting.

“19 hours of hunting in a day… Though I think I’ve grown a little used to it.”

“Humans are mighty beings. If I kept on levelling since the start of Royal Road, I would have won against Bard Ray.”

The users that enlisted in the assault squad began calling themselves combat slaves in the process. The nickname that was given to Pale had spread to everyone.

“This is impossible. But, he can fight like that even while leading us.”

“I thought it was plain insanity when he first explained it, but once we got into it, it’s doable.”

“The hunting level has become more difficult than when we first started, but somehow we are pulling through.”

“The willpower of humans is strong.”

“Yeah. That’s why people die from exhaustion.”

They were all above level 500, but the more they hunted the more they developed respect for Weed. Weed wasn’t a typical person to whom they can apply feelings like jealousy.

Weed sprang into a field full of monsters, fighting with the strength of ten men. 

– Everyone fight! Advance!

He swung a sword, used a sword cloning technique, wielded the Radiant Sword Technique…

He even healed his allies with the Sword of Regeneration on occasion whilst leading the battle. Then he would use Corpse Explosion and summon the undead, doing the job of 30 or even 50 men. Even users above level 500 could do nothing other than watch in awe.

“That is just really amazing.”

“He is the perfect all-around character, the complete, ultimate mode. Something like that.”

“But he doesn’t use Sculptural skills that often. He’s not even using Disaster sculpting.”

“If he used that, this place would become a living hell. We would die too.”

The high level users would spend weeks in dungeons during their peak. They levelled up and naturally exceeded their limits whenever they found good hunting grounds.

They reminisced about past memories, and gradually their complaints diminished.

Whenever Weed led the hunt, their eyes dropped below their cheekbones, but when he was absent on a quest, they waited anxiously.

Depending on whether or not he was present, the hunting speed could be from 2 to 3 times faster.

Furthermore, their hearts boiled whenever they saw Weed in action with their own eyes.

‘Weed is doing that much… What stops me from doing the same?’

‘Just hold my ground. If I stick here for a month, I will become a hero in the future.’

‘Rankers? Hermes Guild? This is the chance to become stronger than any of them.’

A craze for training was brewing up among the users of the assault squad. Passion burned inside them whenever they saw thousands of monsters advancing across the plains.

– Let us fight!

The Central Continent users thrived under the pressure of the Hermes Guild and the prestigious factions. Their tendencies were slowly changing.

‘My operation is starting to show results.’

Weed too felt their attitudes changing into proper combat slaves. On the other hand, news of the Brazier of Sacrifice was spreading like wildfire.

“Using the brazier reduces your level by 20 to 30?”

“You can decline further than that. It’s to a maximum of 10% depending on how much you use as fuel.”

“That’s absurd.”

High level users made a blunt assessment.

The tradeoff was too heavy for fighting Kaybern just once.

“For one hunt… I need to throw away all that I’ve worked for?”

“All that grind we did in hunting hell would become meaningless. Just how hard did we try to reach where we are?”

“Other people would be training while I become weaker.”

Most users that heard of the brazier could not accept it. They wanted to participate in the fight against the dragon, but they did not wish to use the brazier.

The higher level they were, the more they were attached to their own level of power.

“What about the live stream? If we give up now, won’t we look like dirtbags?”

“We said we are going to fight Kaybern, so we just need to fight. Forget about the Brazier of Sacrifice.”

“That’s true.”

“If we end up fighting in our current state, it is good enough to keep our promise. But if I am forced to use the brazier, I’m out regardless of how people are going to curse me.”

Out of the 400,000 members in the assault squad, only a few hundred elected to use the brazier. They didn’t want to bear the loss and frankfully they had their legitimate reasons.

Fleeing during a battle would indeed be a behavior subject to criticism, but throwing away a handful of levels was a different story.

Weed also knew of this consensus and did not bother mentioning it.

‘These guys signed up to fight against Kaybern, so I can drag them all around these hunting grounds. But I cannot impose sacrifice.’

Honestly, the success of the Kaybern hunt could not be guaranteed.

There were no rewards he could offer at the moment and even he had some conscience. On top of that, it did not concur with Weed’s usual philosophy.

Normally, speeches of encouragement in war are the desires of a single individual manipulating mob psychology.

The core desire of these high level users was to become more powerful.

‘Even I would have been reluctant if someone asked me to fight using the brazier.’

No matter what reward they were promised, it was very difficult to get someone to do something that most people would turn down.

‘The only one to trust is myself. I would appreciate people who will help me, but I should not rely on them.’



The Earthy Shadows party that left for the South quickly progressed their quest to uncover the secrets of the Frozen Forest.


< The Reason For the Cold Winds >

< The Tree That Vanished >

< Ancient Vestige >

< The Elves’ Course >


The difficulty was above A rank but they were clever in their use of adventure skills and requested necessary information from the Great Library of Morata.

“There is nothing yet about the Wind Mage, Ruckledare. Could we have followed a false lead?”

“I don’t know. We might have opened the door for another quest, but it’s too late to quit.”

“Weed is progressing through the dwarf race quest, so maybe the lead to stopping Kaybern might arise from that side.”

“We need to be hopeful.”

The self esteem of the continent’s best adventure party was depreciated after repeated failure in quests.

They changed the weather with magic and created a miracle of reviving the frozen forest.

The bleak forest of solid ice regained its green vigour.



< Mayad’s Forest is reviving. The wood elves will return.
As reward, affinity with nature is increased by 3. >


Elix wrapped bandages around his wounds and spoke.

“This is the reason why I cannot give up on adventures.”

“It’s a spectacular sight. Even if other people wouldn’t appreciate it as much.”

It was something that occurred in the outskirts where no one visited.

Just who will acknowledge their accomplishments of putting their own lives in danger to bring back the elves.

Even so, they felt pride in turning a small part of Versailles into a beautiful scenery.

“Let’s look around  the forest before the elves return.”

“That’s a sound idea.”

Following Silver Ring’s suggestion, they walked into the forest.

It was a silent forest yet without creatures like birds and hares.

On the ground were snow and ice fragments that were still melting; a little eccentric.

– Welcome, Adventurers.

A tree began speaking to them.

It was a plain tree about 3 meters tall, rooted in the wide open space in the forest.

Ben was extremely surprised.

“A talking tree… You don’t seem like a spirit or a fairy. Are you the World Tree?”

– I have succeeded that great being, somewhat. Though I could not protect even this forest.

A tree in Mayad’s Forest.

It wasn’t the World Tree that existed and protected the world since the beginning of time, but its descendant that budded from its branches.

– The World Tree was destroyed by Kaybern. It rotted in poison, burned in its flames and was torn down in pieces. The high elves took the roots and branches not yet burnt away and scattered across the continent. To revive the tree that protects the realm of forests.

“Kaybern… So it was connected to Kaybern after all.”

Elix moaned.

– Kaybern and the high elves engaged in countless battles. Despite the dragon’s might, the high elves did not submit until the end… Thus they disappeared.

Silver Ring was inspecting the fallen leaves on the ground and asked.

“So, the reason for this forest being here…”

– Yes. They fled from Kaybern and raised a forest here. The noble high elves fell one by one to the monster legion that tracked them down. If it weren’t for the help of a human, the new roots would not have settled.

Elix’s eyes glimmered.

“By chance, is that human the Wind Mage Ruckledare?”

– Yes. It was he who assisted us.

It turned out that they were on the right track for Ruckledare’s tracks connected to Kaybern and Landony.

– I have a favour to ask of you all. I must return to the forest again. All elves will offer their assistance.

(To be continued…)


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V56C1P2 – As The Emperor Wishes

Par mimosab

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The room was still.

The lords realized what kind of situation they were in.

All they had to boast of was their status.

Real authority, power, fame, cause and the right to rule were all in Weed’s grasp.

There are some that possess many weapons but do not wield them effectively, but Weed wasn’t anything of the kind.

He took control of the moment instantly, a vicious presence that could trampede mercilessly over any who challenged it.

Weed’s wet lips sparkled.

“As you may all know, I have spent all my fortune that I have accumulated since my days of Morata. I have never kept away a single penny while I ruled the Arpen empite.”

He choked in sorrow when he spoke about not keeping anything for himself.

Weed pondered.

‘I haven’t abused anything until now, so why should I be in this pathetic stance?’

If he pulled off a big success, he would have gladly acted more amenably but the situation was different.

“Everyone here has a noble duty to make the Versailles Continent a happier place. Millions of users are observing our words and actions. But compared to myself, what has Harold-nim done for Versailles? What exactly have you done after buying your way into your seat?”

Regardless of how big a mistake or how dark a misconduct one may have committed, the man seemed to have no shame in pointing fingers at the opponent’s mistakes!

It may have worked in the real world somehow, but it wasn’t a method that could work on someone who had both fame and power.


“Don’t just stand there. Speak in greater detail. Let us compare the things we have done, one by one. To see who did better. It isn’t just lords gathered for this conference. There are millions of viewers watching. Won’t they have their opinions about me?”

“I, I…”

Harold was speechless.

After he became a lord, it was true that all he did was boast around and remained half-hearted with his errands. He did order castle wall reinforcements to be built, but spent only a fraction of the city’s income.

If it was Weed on the other side of the scale, the difference was as obvious as heaven and earth.

Weed spoke confidently.

“I make a proposal to everyone here including Harold-nim of Castle Sisley. If you don’t like your seats, you can turn it down. I will refund the duty fees that you have spent already.”

The lord seats rose in worth after the auction was over. The seats of Arpen lords were rare positions to come across.


Harold’s face turned bright red in shame.

At that moment, he couldn’t retaliate at all.

He was secretly attempting to play politics but Weed quickly turned the tides against him and pushed him into a corner. Harold’s cause was overwhelmed and he was defeated verbally.

If he were to stand up to him any longer, he was about to me stripped of his status and kicked out.

‘Give up the position voluntarily? Then I can’t become a lord again… For me to be driven to a corner like this. Is there anyone who can help me?’

Harold looked to his surroundings but the new lords that complained together were now sitting and looking away.

‘He drew his sword too early. He should have known better of who he was up against.’

‘Weed hasn’t committed that crucial mistake, so it was a mistake to dig his teeth like that.’

‘Chatting upfront like that is plain stupid. Considering the popularity, people will be more enthusiastic towards Weed. Not to us rich people.’

‘It was wrong to assume that he would stand down because of the live streaming. Weed is someone who can line up people behind him and take us to the guillotine whenever he wants.’

The lords decided quickly. They also learned of their own weaknesses.

Paying money didn’t put them in power. As far as it went, they were only respected in their own cities as lords. If they stood against Weed, they could be struck down at any moment.

Harold too realized this disadvantage and backed down for now.

“No. It seems I was in the wrong all this time. I have realized my mistakes. I will reflect on myself and make Castle Sisley a better place.”

Retreating at this moment at least spared him some dignity and interests.

His mind was full of thoughts about revenge in the future, but for the time being he acted strategically.

“Let us continue with the conference.”

Monster eradication and the road construction to bridge the North and the Central Continent came up as topics.

Weed started out with a bold stance and the major lords with massive lands followed his will, leading to a smooth conference.

The vital bills for the growth of the Arpen Empire were passed and the conference was near its end. Weed looked to Harold and spoke.

“Something came up in my mind after listening to Harold-nim. I am going to organize an inspection team to overlook the governing practices in several cities including Castle Sisley.”


“I know that many cities weren’t being managed properly. That is why I wish to assess the concerns of the city and offer assistance.”

It was masked as help but promised outright interference!

“Just what are you planning to do with my city?!”

Harold fumed in protest.

Weed pulled out his Loa Sword and placed it on the table.

“If you don’t like that, step down from your position as lord.”


“This is to assist lords who aren’t yet knowledgeable enough to run a city. The good lords won’t have any problems. This isn’t a time of peace but rather the entire continent is in danger because of Kaybern, so we all have to chip in.”

It was clearly a grudge.

Harold thought about giving up his seat, but it was too sweet.

Power was something you could not give up once you’ve tasted it, and he already boasted so much about becoming a lord. The duty fees refund wasn’t the slightest of his concerns.

Weed skimmed each lord with his eyes and spoke.

“You all have a responsibility to make the Versailles Continent a better place. You all pledged to this oath when you signed up as lords. Please put in all your effort. If you can’t, simply step down.”

Not one lord expressed intentions to give up their position by the end of the conference.




The leaders of the prestigious guilds nodded as if they had expected it.

“He got his pants pulled. He got what he deserved, standing up like that.”

“He underestimated Weed.”

“Weed turned Harold’s complaints into a petty act of blaming others, and he established his credit with all his achievements and rolled him over with status. All of this happened simultaneously.”

“He just isn’t someone you can go up against without power andnor influence.”

Roam, Carlise, Michel, Gunter and Sherwood. They assumed that these lords would not be able to cross Weed for a very long time.

This event showed everyone that Weed wasn’t a weak man that would take insults lying down.

“That’s the scary part of it all. Murder would be less traumatizing.”

“Let us not drop our guards, ever. A man’s revenge can wait a decade.”

Michel laughed in response to Carlise.

“Yup. Until the day when we get to compete against one another, that is.”

Gunter rested his hand on his sword and spoke.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

A moment after the leaders disassembled.

– Michel: Weed-nim. Carlise and Gunter are suspicious. Currently they seem obedient under your power, but I am certain that they have ulterior motives. I will keep a watch on them and report to you any strange words and behavior.

– Carlise: Please do not trust any other lords. Only us at Black Lion Guild wish to prosper with the Arpen Empire, but the other lords don’t think as faithfully as I do.

– Gunter: You must keep eyes on these lords. There is traitorous scum among them. That being said, we at the Lion Guild support Weed-nim no matter what happens.

– Sherwood: I was deeply impressed with Weed-nim and your generous rules from this event. I am embarrassed to see that a man like Harold is a lord. Could I do the honors to take him out? I will take care of him quietly and secretly.

– Roam: I can only imagine the struggles you are going through with ruling this empire. All of this wouldn’t have been possible if it weren’t for you. I have recorded the names of all those who complained earlier. If you give me a slight signal, I will get the deeds done.

They were competing to sweet talk Weed once they were alone.




Bard Ray at last was able to go out on the hunt with the barbarians.

He cleared all the small errands perfectly and a barbarian named Vals invited him on a hunt.

“You’ve finally done it. Vals hunting squad. They are renowned among the village citizens.”

“If I get the chance in combat… The rest is easy.”

Bard Ray was confident in any kind of combat.

Barbarians were quite skilled for NPCs but they were far too weak compared to himself.

‘They are warriors, so I just need to show them my strength.’

Bard Ray thought, and he fought valiantly with the Vals hunting squad.

He urged to hunt one more monster and actively sought for battle.

Though he crumbled under Weed, he concentrated on the battles as if he was proving his name as the God Warrior.

‘So he succeeded in robbing the dragon’s lair? Things are going well for him.’

He didn’t watch any video feeds of Weed, but just heard stories.

When he led at the front of the continent he had felt uneasy about all those that followed behind him, but now he could only feel excitement.

CTS Media and various other broadcasting networks secretly contacted him. Even after his defeat, many were curious about Bard Ray and his activities.

‘I will not appear on broadcast for the time being… Until I defeat Weed and slay the dragon.’

He threw away fame, even glory.

All that remained was his deepest desire to become more powerful!

He thought that even if he were to fight Weed again this very moment, he would have a chance of winning if he sealed away a couple of Weed’s skills but that wasn’t enough.

It was not about determining who was stronger through an exchange of swords.

It was the path to displaying absolute power that all will acknowledge!

‘Weed transitioned into a warrior, so the comparison will be more simple. Power. It doesn’t matter who rules the continent. You can keep it. It is all about showing who is more powerful now.’

Vals hunting squad roamed until late at night. They scavenged countless numbers of monsters and other prey, stocking large quantities of meat and leather.

Vals approached with a water buffalo on his shoulder.

“This is your portion.”

“I don’t need it.”

“You’re not going to take this?”

“Yes. Split it amongst yourselves.”

“… So it shall be.”

Bard Ray did not bother picking up items unless it was a notably advanced equipment.

He already was supplied with an enormous funding and equipment from the Hermes Guild, so he couldn’t care less about picking up miscellaneous items.

Vals must have thought positively about Bard Ray who fought well, as he approached him again at dinner.

“Cooking the meat well after the hunt is more important than anything. This is delicious piece of meat. Do you want to learn how to cook meat?”

“I am not interested.”

“You don’t want me to teach you?”

“I have a bit of interest in learning how to wield spears and axes. Defense skills are good too. I don’t want to concern myself with anything other than getting stronger.”

“… I see. Alright.”

(To be continued…)


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V56C1P1 – As The Emperor Wishes

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They were in the administration conference of the Arpen Empire.

The lords listened attentively to Harold’s speech and criticism of Weed.

‘Weed has fame and is highly regarded by the public. Hence we cannot exercise force like with the Hermes Guild.’

‘Harold’s words may sound plausible, but it is really a load of rubbish. We were appointed as lords after Kaybern began his move. How did an idiot who knows nothing about the current circumstance become a lord?’ Then again, it is true that we are suffering because of the monsters… It is a justified point to bring up. Now, Weed took a blow so how is he going to respond?’

‘For Weed, he’s going to end up with more losses than gains no matter how he resolves this. He’ll be hit hard.’

The conference was being streamed live, it was a one-sided situation with Weed on the defensive.

If he were to get furious his popularity would be impacted, and if he were to stand down he would be looked down upon.

Expecting generosity from the lords or even convincing them were not possible solutions to begin with. Harold would endlessly bite his tail and chew at Weed’s mistakes.

‘Continuous instigated criticism could put an innocent man behind bars. This is what defines politics, ya punk.’

As the grandson of a rich family, Harold loved to use adroit speech even in the world of finance. He also liked being the leader in a crowd and had an ambition to take control of the atmosphere of this very conference, spreading his reputation across Versailles Continent.

Weed just stared blankly for a while.

New lords caught his expression and were disappointed yet found it peculiar.

‘Is he lost about how to react?’

‘He should just get furious, if anything.’

‘He’s a newbie, as expected. The assumption that he would be weak in politics was right after all.’



Roam’s chest trembled with anxiety. He participated in the lords conference held in the Earth Palace and watched the silent Weed who faced the opposing lords.

“Weed-nim must be more mindful of establishing public security.”

“Aren’t you spending too much time in the North? Are you not aware that monsters are rampant in the Central Continent?”

“Kaybern’s Lair. The treasures you stole from that place; how about you distribute them to us, too? At the most minimal level of compensation for damages!”

As Weed stood idle, several new lords stepped up after Harold.

The scene of these people pacing the atmosphere to their accord was too ominous and awkward.

‘These crazy idiots. Have you no sense poking up that man? You’d rather take on the Hermes Guild with bare fists. No. They’d have it better going up to Kaybern and call it a lizard.’

Nowadays, their faction was weakened and assassination orders just weren’t possible, and as for the dragon it would all end if it just died once.

Weed however, was truly the most powerful ruler of the Arpen Empire.

He took on the appearance of a just, benevolent adventurer but his true form a villain who had no boundaries in his devious and vicious tricks.

Roam met eyes with Carlise who was watching with his jaw dropped. They understood each other just by the stare.

‘They are all out of their minds.’

‘I know. Let’s stay put, aside from this atmosphere.’

‘We have to stay under the blanket at times like this.’

‘Mmm, that is indeed the best for us. This is a really dangerous situation.’

 They never thought once of supporting these foolish rookie lords who can’t even access the situation.

‘Still, what if Weed blows up in such an official event? I mean, it’s good for me as I have to expand my influences… But, why am I feeling so uneasy?’

Those that felt the same as Loam exchanged whispers carefully with one another.

– Gunter: This is going to get ugly.

– Michel: These fools have no understanding of Weed. That man is not at all afraid of the public. He manipulates people like it’s nothing.

– Sherwood: I agree. They are all unaware of Weed’s personality and his abilities. They may believe he became the ruler of the continent out of sheer luck. The same kind of idiots who know nothing about anything and comment online anyway.

– Roam: He’s determined and ferocious. Does that man look like someone who will take a blow and walk away? Moreover, Royal Road is not subject to the politics of the real world.

Politicians could make promises about anything and take no responsibility in the real world. However, Royal Road was different.

– Roam: No matter what happens, we must stand by Weed.

– Carlise: Of course. I worked so hard to get my faction back on its feet. Weed isn’t a man who will endure these dull-toothed piranhas for long.

– Michel: Unless a whole lot of time passes and he loses motivation. They’re courting death by trying to intimidate a beast at its prime.

– Sherwood: The lord of Castle Sisley surely dug his own grave.

The leaders of the prestigious guilds believed that Weed was capable of anything. Their hearts raced as they watched, hoping to not get caught in the crossfire.

“We are not enough to defend against the monsters. Supply us with reinforcements, or give us the treasures you stole from the lair.”

“Kaybern is putting the entire world in danger. It is unfair that one person hogs all the treasures stolen from that very dragon. Do you not believe we all have a share in that?”

“You are ripping off taxes when you can’t even protect us lords. If this is to continue, we must have something in return!”

The new lords wandered way over the line.

The one thing Weed hated more than anything was free riding!

He knew such a day would come.

‘This world is too harsh for someone to live kindly. I took money in exchange for lord seats and that is why those men are here now.’

In the name of duty fees he sold lord seats. It was inevitable that these ungrateful wolves after a serving of good will, would pounce for more.

‘The lord appointment would have had its drawbacks no matter what route I took. But, if they want to come straight at me, I will do my honors to stomp them.’

The new lords by level were novices and had no influence on the public. They were appointed lords by Weed himself and they were truthfully insignificant.




Weed quietly heeded to the complaints of the lords and smirked.


His laugh was threatening, as he took out a sculpting knife and a wood block.


The sculpture that quickly took form resembled Harold, and the quick and precise knife movement stole the attention of the lords.

“Woah, that’s…”

“It’s the same as what I saw online. It’s so fast when looking at it in person.”

It was something he did countlessly as a sculptor.

Easily he made a sculpture that looked identical to Harold.

Weed slowly looked around the space and made eye contact with the lords.

He was looking for a lord who had the nerve to try and stare him down.

‘I can tell from the faces that there are a few. A few that will not stop at free riding and steal from my pockets too…’

Weed’s voice spread gently through the room.

“I am aware that some inequalities have arisen in the Arpen Empire. I am doing the best of my abilities to prevent Kaybern and the monsters, but a solution is nowhere close. I understand that you all are disappointed.

Harold looked down on him even further now that Weed was apologizing.

‘Was this guy this stupid? In politics, you can’t take back a step or admit a mistake knew this guy was some raw country punk, but to think that I would completely roll him over…’

Even more, he thought that Weed made his sculpture for him as an apology.

‘K-haha. This kid was such a pawn.’

Even a beast was nothing more than a household pet if it didn’t know how to use its sharp claws and teeth.

Harold instead was thinking about changing his approach.

‘Actually, maybe I should be a bit more gentle. If I stand on his side and encourage the Arpen Empire… Maybe that would land me second seat to the throne. I could also ride on a better tide in future situations.’

It was when Harold was trying to calculate various scenarios.

Weed put forth his hand that was holding the sculpture.

“But, Lord Harold.”


“Speaking of yourself, just how much have you done as lord?”

“What do you mean by that?”

Harold shrivelled his eyebrows and responded.

Weed then took the sculpting knife and struck down on the sculpture in resemblance of Harold.


The detailed sculpture split in two and the air in the room froze cold.

It was quick and decisive.

Without a hint of hesitation, the way he slashed the sculpture was violent and had indomitable force.

Weed stood from his seat and stared at the lords one by one. Unlike before, they were afraid.

“It sure wasn’t easy to govern the Arpen Empire. Especially when the war had just ended and territories expanded all the while the dragon’s threat. This crisis is ongoing and I cannot afford the luxury of keeping lords that have nothing better to do than blame others.”

“Blaming? All I did was rightfully criticize you in my perspective as a lord.”

Harold expressed as if he was being victimized to turn the tides, but Weed continued without reserve.

“Rightful criticism? All of you in this room know what I have done until this point. Every day I roamed the continent and eradicated monsters and carried out quests to stop Kaybern.”

Of course he did pull off a robbery too, but Weed saw that as par the course; he was on a hunt to grind down the multiplying monsters.

‘I did all that for my own gains… But it’s not like I didn’t pull any effort to defend the continent.’

Weed smacked his lips wet.

“You ignore the quests and hunts that I have done until now. You ignore the many peoples who appreciated my heart and efforts from the frozen lands of the North and who helped me on this journey. Together we threaded one needle at a time and built the Arpen Empire from the ground up.

The reason I conquered the Central Continent and appointed lords was because it was a necessary measure to make the Arpen Empire a better place.

I sold lord seats for money. I get it. There are many of you that questioned if that was the way to go.”


The lords were silent like babies with suckers in their mouths.

It was the Arpen Empire that offered these seats for money, but the ones who bought them were also subject to criticism from the public.

Weed had achievements and progress under his belt that backed him up, but the lords had weak justification.

“Do you think that I sold those seats to you all because I was short on personal finances? That is not the case. Eh-hem. There were many abandoned cities in the Arpen Empire that were about to be invaded by monsters. There were many difficulties governing the continent, so I collected money from you all. The same money was all invested back into the Empire. Now I ask all you lords. Why should I be under the rain of criticism? Is there anyone here that has the right to criticize me?”


(To be continued…)


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V55C8P5 – Crisis in Morata

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Seechwi went around the rundown orc huts and searched for Landony’s tracks.

‘I can’t figure it out. What is Landony’s objective? Some kind of treasure in the hands of the orcs?’

Nothing was intact inside of the orc huts wiped away by the Red Dragon. The grounds were crushed and pummeled, forcing them to scavenge through the dirt for remains.

‘I don’t know what it is searching for. If something was indeed here, wouldn’t it be with Landony already?’

Nothing could be found in the remains.

Adventurer Spenson, who she met in Morata, used his inspection skill, but he shook his head.

“I can’t do it, big sis.”

“Sheek. Nothing?”

“Yeah. When this inspection skill reaches advanced level 6 it shows you what happened in the past, but mine is only level 3.”

“Is Chase-nim busy? Sh-sheek!”

“He’s on his way to the Ring of Fire with the other adventurers, and nothing would change if he was here. He could only look at traces of the dragon destroying this place. If we find an object related to the dragon, the inspection skill will discover something… But this place was wiped out completely and nothing is left.”

Tracking the dragon was a failure.

‘It’s not like we can meet the dragon… I’m an orc so it’s a shame that I can’t train my tracking or inspection skills. Are orcs really that unfit for adventures?’

Seechwi was sulking in defeat.

‘I’m such a fool. I think I was underestimating Royal Road.’

She only thought of chasing and finding tracks. For an excellent and reputable adventurer it was viable, but not for her.

‘If we can’t find something from the remains left by the dragon here, shouldn’t I find something from the dragon’s opposing side?’

It seemed probable that she could find some tracks in Landony’s route. At the very front to be precise.

The Plains of Despair had a surface area that equaled three kingdoms of the Central continent put together. Moreover, the reproduction rate of orcs was insane so their kind spread wide over the continent.

‘There would be a tribe that knows about the secret. Orcs with some link to Landony would be extremely rare. What to do in order to find them?’

There definitely would be orcs with a lead in such a vast land.

– Fierce Pigeon: Alright.  I will take flight across the Plains of Despair.

She paid the avians and scouted the inhabitants of the orc villages.

– Fierce Pigeon: Most of the orcs are scattering due to Landony’s invasion. There are some hiding into the caves. Nothing unusual as they are just orcs fleeing out of fear. But…

“What is it? Sheek!”

– Fierce Pigeon: Unusual movement sighted. Normally, orcs move altogether as a tribe.

“Shu-ek! What about it?”

– Fierce Pigeon: There was an orc tribe that scattered in all directions, to avoid Landony.

“As if Landony was targeting them? Sh-sheek!”

– Fierce Pigeon: That is correct. They are on the run and it is difficult to close the distance.

Seechwi set out her objective and ran towards the Plains of Despair.

Her muscular orc frame allowed her to reach tremendous speeds!

At last, she found the tribes that were related to Landony.




– Malsa Village was destroyed. We urge for restoration.

– A monster swarm marching towards Levento Village. Request for immediate reinforcements.

– Just received a report that Jun City is undergoing a siege.

Inside the office located inside the Earth Palace, Seoyoon was putting in her best efforts, but could not stop the situation from getting worse.

In the time Weed was carrying out his quest, the fate of the Arpen Empire was sinking.

The newly appointed lords criticised the Empire.

– Ropener: The behavior of the new lords is suspicious. I went out with them for beer, and they were questioning Weed-nim and the Arpen Empire’s abilities.

Ropener secretly transferred from the Hermes Guild in the past!

He was one of the few in the Arpen Empire that could be trusted with the Central continent.

Seoyoon tried grit her teeth and tried to bear it, since resolving the situation with Kaybern was of utmost priority.

– Ropener: but their level of criticism is too much… Some are saying that it was better when they were in the Hermes Guild, and that the empire is not keeping up with all the money it was fed. Shouldn’t I take some measures against that?

It was a tough call for Seoyoon to make.

She did look after the internal affairs, but she was not comfortable trying to contain the lords.

“There is a lot of complaining among the lords. Shouldn’t we calm them down anyway we can?”

Seoyoon delivered the message to Weed with a big expression of concern.

Weed took Bahamorg, Seasoned Crab and Pale for hunting even during his quest.

– Weed: It’s already exhausting dealing with the dragon and Morata, and now the lords…

“We have to calm them down somehow.”

– Weed: I mean, all the bad and annoying things happen all at once. Are the Northern lords complaining too?

“It doesn’t seem that way. We persevered through the tough times together.”

– Weed: Then it must be the newly appointed lords.

“That’s right.”

– Weed: I’ll be on my way after the hunt, so summon them all to the Earth Palace.




The Arpen Empire administration conference was quickly called for by Weed’s command!

The lords of the Northern, Central continent and the tribal chieftains of the Southern deserts arrived at the Earth Palace.

The South was near its completion with the ‘Birth of the Pallos Empire’ quest, slowly taking the shape of a nation.

The tribal chieftains of the deserts were more aware of reality than anyone else.

‘At this point in time, the Arpen Empire is the leader. Go against Weed and you won’t survive.’

‘The South has a tiny population… What’s more is that most of the warriors of the region are deeply connected with Weed.’

‘Independence? Cause a revolution? My members will try to kill me before that happens.’

They were the closest allies of Weed, Geomchi and the apprentices that accomplished the ‘Birth of the Pallos Empire’ quest.

Nowadays, the top elite warriors of the continent chosen for hunting Kaybern were training in the South.

It was the means to unite the deserts and though it wasn’t intended primarily as an active display of power, the watchful others succumbed naturally.

‘Other than the Hermes Guild, the skilled users of Royal Road are all following Weed.’

‘In reality, the deserts we live in now… It was really Weed that established them, that there is a connection with the orcs in the east. Where on the continent has Weed not touched?’

‘Weed has public popularity but that is not all. His grudges are long-winded and he always pays them back. I don’t know what he’s going to pick on, so let’s be careful.’

The desert tribal chieftains decided to sit quietly through the conference and took their leave.

Roam, Carlise, Michel, Sherwood, Gunter. The major lords too could have boasted their influence and tried to control the atmosphere, but they kept to their seats instead.

‘Nothing good will come from drawing Weed’s attention.’

‘Stay quiet. The cornered stone meets the chisel.’

People who experienced it firsthand knew very well.

The ones going around chattering were the new lords that knew nothing about the world and also the first time running a city.

“Hahaha, you are the lord of the city in Britton.”

“I still haven’t figured out every corner of the neighborhood, but I will treat you to some spectacular wine when you visit.”

“Sounds great. Royal Road is a prosperous world, ain’t it? Huahaha.”

The new lords were confident and loquacious in the conference room.

The major lords just kept their silence observing the fools.

“Weed-nim is entering the room.”

Finally, the emperor of Arpen Empire Weed’s entrance!

He equipped the most fancy looking items from the loot he gained after the dragon’s lair. 

‘Although it’s annoying, a luxurious appearance is needed at times. Like a CEO that exploits the part-time workers.’

Weed’s outfit was a plain traveller’s attire, but he was wearing a sizeable jewelled crown that he brought from the lair. As an emperor, he wanted to give off the right impression.


All lords stood up from their seats and greeted him.

“We are your humble servants, emperor!”

“Please have your seats. Next time, I hope that we can have a more comfortable atmosphere. We will forego the formalities, emperor, your highness and the like. That’s just too burdensome.”

Weed spoke softly with a smile, and the new lords thought he was a generous man.

‘He’s probably a chump with no experience in society. He may be swell with adventures, but politics is a different story. The one who wields his cause will win the pot.’

‘Ruling cannot be done with just the power of youth. Though the Hermes Guild failed, their direction was right.’

The newly lords were appointed by paying for their seats and therefore mainly comprised of the rich or their following generations.

In addition, there were a considerable number of lords that were originally lords in the Hermes Guild.

‘Earth Palace? I may just be able to expand my influences starting here.’

‘My ambition cannot end with just a tiny city. Since my level is low and hunting is a hassle, I just wanted to run a city here and there. But with such temptations before me….’

The eyes of the lords glittered with the greed of ambition.

The lord appointment did not take into factor people’s attitudes or reputation, hence it was an inevitable side effect!

Some turned their eyes to Seoyoon who walked in together with Weed.

‘The Grass Porridge Goddess… The name sounds silly but she is so beautiful that she just captivated me. I’m looking at her right now and I can’t believe it. Maybe I’ll have a shot at her. No woman doesn’t like money and power.’

‘The Arpen Empire is not rooted properly yet. I have to talk a lot and spread my influence. So that people will take note of my suggestions. This is politics.’

The ambitions of these lords were growing rapidly in the conference room.

“The matter to be discussed today is the additional eradication plans of monsters in locations with unstable security and the road construction that will link the cities.”

With a relaxed voice, Weed raised the matter of securing internal transportation routes for the Central and Northern continent.

Road construction was more important the worse the security.

It was highly likely that typical users encountered monsters or bandits while crossing mountains and fields.

If roads were established, users could group together and travel through the same routes, making it safer and much faster.

For merchants, the roads were vital in their large transports with wagons in their trades.

“The first location for road construction is…”

“Hold on.”

Harold raised his hand.

He was the lord of Castle Sisley, the center of the Free City in Britton.

“There is something we have to address first. The reason we became lords is because of the trust we have in the Arpen Empire. As you know, we spent fortunes. Then, we are taking tremendous losses as the monsters broke out. We are all afraid of when Kaybern might destroy our cities. Bluntly speaking, the governing isn’t anywhere close to our expectations. Shouldn’t you apologize to everyone on this matter?”


Silence overwhelmed the banquet hall of the Earth Palace.

There were many places suffering from Kaybern and the monsters, but for him to publicly criticize Weed right off the bat.

Harold looked around and smirked.

“I know there are many others that think the same but cannot voice themselves. I am merely speaking out for them, so please do not misunderstand. Personally, I am your fan.”


(To be continued…)


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V55C8P4 – Crisis in Morata

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Seoyoon governed the Arpen Empire and learned about the logistics and the people.

When she was only looking over the Northern regions, she just had to develop the city, but there were more things that needed attention now that the lands expanded and monsters increased in numbers.

Fortunately, Yurin followed her like she was her own little sister and helped out whenever she could.

“Hey sis, Eton Village sent a request for investment. First time hearing about this village.”

“Eton Village is located on the eastern shorelines. You can see it if you go south from Port Varna, and the shorelines are beautiful with a rich fishery from what I remember.”

Seoyoon rode on Wy-Three and travelled to various parts of the Northern continent.

“If a sea route were to be established it would have the potential to grow into a midpoint stop for all sea trade. I need to look into investing actively.”

“Wow, sis. You can see all that?”

“Yeah. You will be able to do it too once you’ve got more experience.”

Seoyoon responded with a gentle smile.

That smile was extremely beautiful, causing Yurin to lose her mind for a moment.

It was like her conscience just melted away.

‘She is really beautiful.’

Yurin thought that her brother was dating someone very pretty and kind.

‘Truthfully, my brother and sis were people with walls in their hearts…’

It was a mystery as to what triggered their hearts to intertwine with one another!

Broadcast stations also tried to delve into that secret, but it was impregnable.

Weed and Seoyoon’s relationship.

How they first met and how they began dating was an issue all viewers wanted to know about.

‘Last time, he cooked ramyun for sis separately and even put in a large egg.’

Yurin was paying close attention to the small things at home.

For her cheapskate brother it was an unbelievable change, and Yurin thought that it was love.

“Sis, how’s sandwiches for lunch?”


“Yep. I found a really good place near the palace!”

Upon Yurin’s suggestion, they decided on sandwiches for lunch. When work was really busy they had light lunch, but it was nice to search for good restaurants.

Wherever Seoyoon went, she unintentionally promoted the places and that were helpful for the development of the Earth Palace.

Someone expressed an opinion that there was no need for artwork in the Earth Palace because of Seoyoon’s presence.

“Wow… Uh… Ha….”

“Out of this world, otherworldly.”

“She’s shining even in broad daylight. She is just radiant.”

“She looks unbelievable up close. It’s puzzling how a human being can look that beautiful. Seriously.”

People travelled the Northern continent and had to stop by the Earth Palace because it was a chance to see Seoyoon in person. There were people standing on the streets and even on rooftops.

“Psh. She probably fixed herself everywhere from head to toe.”

“I don’t know just how many stats she spent on appearance and charm. Maybe 300? 400? She couldn’t have invested over 500.”

“I heard she looks nice even in person.”

“Plastic surgery.”

Many people spoke carelessly out of jealousy.

Yurin frowned after hearing the words coming from a distance.

“Sis, don’t you get angry hearing that kind of stuff?”

“I don’t know. Should I be angry? I’ve been told I was pretty since I was 5 years old, so I don’t want to react to anything about my looks.”


She was just alway beautiful from the moment she was born and had grown accustomed to praise and accusation alike..

Seoyoon knew that her appearance was the wall that prevented people from getting close to her.

Envy, jealousy, admiration, obsession.

They made her vigilant against people in the past, but now she was fine.

There were now people by her side that melted her frozen heart and made many memories with her.

“This is so delicious.”

Seoyoon smiled brightly as she ate the sandwich.




The economists of the Grass Porridge Cult finally figured out Kaybern’s order of destruction.

“Mistress. Morata will follow.”

“Are you certain?”

“Yes. The last thing that needed confirmation was the city quest. It weighed less than development, population or economy but the city quest was a factor. The regional influence was quite significant. The nobles and highly reputable users of the citizens were also involved.”

The economists pulled out two full A4 sheets of formula calculation.

It was a complex formula determining Kaybern’s targets, and even before the announcement there was a commotion among themselves.

“Even when we submitted a thesis to the world’s best academic journal, Journal of Finance, we didn’t have something this precise.”

“Of all the people who verified it, 300 were university professors.”

“We were so delayed because we perfected it so much.”

“Anyways, we pulled off an amazing job.”

At the weekly conference led by American economists, they analyzed Kaybern’s next target.

They celebrated the intellectual accomplishment, but the public did not even look at the formula.

They merely skimmed through all the complex symbols and figures they’ve seen for the first time!

– Insane. Mistress will be destroyed in 17 days and Morata is next.

– Wow… Morata’s fate is only a few weeks…

– According to the statement, it was so fortunate that not many quests regarding the city reputation were carried out. If the city had a long history, it would have been destroyed way beforehand.

– Let’s go tour Morata before it’s too late. Go visit if you haven’t already.

– Don’t come, everyone! The gap is only 3.6% compared to Mistress. Morata might be destroyed first if we aren’t careful.

– That’s it. The holy land of the North…

The news heated up the Northern users.

Morata was their homeland and the founding city of the Arpen Empire.

The news of that very Morata being destroyed brought great shock to the users.




Before moving to the dwarf village, Weed hunted for the time being and gathered information about Knatul and Malin.

He raked information with the Mapan Council at the Great Library of Morata and also received reports from adventurers.

In the meantime, he heard the statement from Grass Porridge Cult.

“Is the destruction date of Morata guaranteed?”

– Mapan: The economists are said to have put their entire career on the line. Kaybern is going to destroy the capitals of the old kingdoms in the Central continent before reaching Morata. The thing is that if we destroy a part of Morata intentionally, that could push it back down the priority list and buy some time.

Destroying Morata with their own hands.

Crumbling landmarks and facilities and driving out the population would reduce the development rate and allow the city to be pushed back from Kaybern’s priorities.

Even so, it would only buy them a week or two.

“It’s a meaningless option.”

– Mapan: Still, Couldn’t we move the landmarks to somewhere nearby in that time? If all the architects put in their time and effort, I am certain that we can transport the landmarks entirely to a nearby location.

Except for the Dark Giant Star, 99% of the buildings were new with little history, but loved by the users nonetheless.

There was the Light Tower, sculptures and several Great Landmarks.

“In light of that fact, I will not agree to destroying the city to gain time.”

Weed didn’t think there was a noticeable difference even if they could earn more time.

Morata was his first Northern city too and he had a deep attachment, but delaying the destruction of Morata would mean another city of similar development would be destroyed.

Cheating time by moving landmarks elsewhere, wouldn’t save Morata, the new location could never be the city they knew and loved.Honestly, the tremendous expense of moving would be the same as rebuilding Morata after its destruction.

‘So Kaybern will reach Morata after all. I knew that day was coming.’

Weed did not want to lose Morata.

The city was the start of the Arpen Empire.

That was something he couldn’t just let go of, that easily.

If someone talked about the Arpen Empire, Morata was always mentioned and if that place were to disappear off the continent, stories of Arpen would feel empty.

He grew attached to the back streets and the plank houses of Morata. 

All the money he earned through the years of Royal Road was invested to develop the city.

Great Landmarks were a given, and even now it was breathtaking for him to see the commercial buildings he had raised from stone blocks.

The city Weed considered home was about to turn into ashes.

‘I want to protect Morata. I’m sure the Northern users are thinking the same.’

Unlike the Central continent, where it was easy to travel to other cities, Morata was a centerpoint in the North where the majority of the population lived.

If the years when everyone lived together in Morata did not exist, the Grass Porridge Cult or the culture of the Northern users would not have been established.

‘I cannot afford to relax right now. I have to proceed with the quest as soon as possible.’

Weed realized the clock was ticking.

He wanted to stop the dragon and defend Morata if possible.

“Chase-nim, I heard you travelled to the east. How is your situation?”

– Chase: I believe the other adventurers and I will reach The Ring of Fire in two days.

“It will be dangerous, so be careful.”

– Chase: Now that you mention it, the volcanic ashes are filling the sky already. Thank you very much for your concern.

The adventurers travelled to the Ring of Fire to learn about Landony.

Kaybern wasn’t the only problem, so a sliver of information could be vital.

“Haruna-nim, have you discovered anything?”

– Haruna: I’m sorry! Nothing yet. I will hurry as much as I can.

“I know it’s late, but thank you for your assistance.

– Haruna: Huh? Yes! I will do my best.

Haruna who was scolded badly back at the dragon’s lair was knocked out by Weed’s whisper.

– Haruna: I am on my way to investigate the Fairy Garden and I will let you know soon.

Seechwi, Geomchi2 and the other apprentices roamed the land of the orcs.

“Brother, how is it over there?”

– Geomchi2: The orcs were all killed off. Hmm… The dragon seems extremely violent.

“The Red Dragon is told to be the worst in terms of temper.”

– Geomchi2: Though I think the girlfriend has done something.

“Your wife?”

Geomchi2 was speechless for a second.

He was very content each time Seechwi was referred to as his wife.

– Geomchi2: It seems to be related to the dragon… I think we scored.


(To be continued…)


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V55C8P3 – Crisis in Morata

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Weed travelled through the sky on Wyvern-Three.

The sunlight was warm, the air was fresh and the breeze was pleasant.

“Ahh, this is nice.”

Through the white clouds he looked down, saw the mountain, trees and the lakes in a harmonious view that refreshed his mind.

– Kuaaagh.

– I’m so tired, master!

Wy-One and the other wyverns behind him struggled to keep up.

He tied the Brazier of Sacrifice to their bodies and was on his way to meet half-elf vishur!

It would have taken a long time if he used a wagon, so instead he chose to fly it over by mobilizing flying creatures.

Weed sewed his leather armor and spoke lazily.

“You guys have to bear it.”

– Why should we?

“Delivery must be fast and precise.”

Wyvern delivery was boastful of its best service!

– But this is too much. It’s too heavy.

– Yeah,  so heavy that I’m going to crash.

“Does whining make things any easier for you? I’ve done delivery before and I’m telling you its not that bad. Just do it!”

Weed thought he seemed like a supervisor but he was enjoying it.

Other people may criticize his behavior, but being able to boss people around was very pleasing.

“Just hold on for a little longer.”

– Aren’t we still far from the destination?

“Yeah. Still, I have to tell you to hold for a bit longer. It’s better than telling you to hold for a long time.”

– Kyaaagh!

Wyvern-One screamed furiously.

Unlike the baraags that did exactly as they were told, they were sassy.

They were wyverns said to scare children who were already crying!

“Are you taking your anger out on me?”

– … No.

“I think you were.”

– That’s not true.

“You respect me right?”

– Y… Yes.

Weed continued sewing as he flew to Baroque Mountain Pass Forest.

Half-elf Vishur stayed back in this forest in order to recover her lost powers.

“Over there.”

Weed led the wyvern group and descended to the forest.

“I have returned with the Brazier of Sacrifice.”

“So this is it. You recovered it so quickly.”

“Kaybern had it in its possession. I got assistance from the dwarves.”

Weed explained that he recovered the brazier from Kaybern’s lair through the mine built and excavated by dwarves, intentionally leaving out the part about how that process flowed into robbing the lair.

“I can sense pure heat from this brazier. It’s as if life itself is lit constantly.”

Dwarven Precious Treasure Complete.

Half-elf Vishur said that the Brazier of Sacrifice was required to defeat the Black Dragon Kaybern.

The miracle of the brazier that is fueled by life.

Through the adventure, the savior discovered what the brazier was and finally recovered it.


< You have gained a level. >

< Honor increased by 25,000. >

< The completion of the near-impossible adventure granted permanent special reward.

Maximum health points increased by 500.

Maximum mana increased by 1,000. >


It was quite a hefty gain!

Experience points were important, but as he started out with the sculptor known for low health stats, it was better that he gained little more health points.

‘This isn’t half bad.’

That being said, the biggest gain was the treasure he stole from Kaybern’s lair.

Magic items or mages, dwarven masterpieces, precious jewels.

Weed set aside a warrior set, hunter set and mage set fir himself.

There were equipment that could only be worn by special monsters, but even those could be worn by Weed through Sculptural Transformation.

80% of the weapons and armor taken out of the lair were item level 800 to 900.

Some equipment could not be worn even by Weed, and they were so expensive that most users could only see it on display.

Now that he had ownership of these items, it was inevitable that his hunting or training rate would hit a spike.

For a long time he would never feel disappointed in his equipment.

Vishur spoke to him with glowing eyes.

“Even with the brazier in our possession, our powers are not enough to defeat Kaybern. We need to gather comrades.”

“Are there any candidates out there capable enough to fight the dragon?”

“Knatul who lives near the frozen ocean in the North. If I can meet him, he will help us.”


“He is a barbarian with huge fists and unrivaled defence. He battles endlessly with the freezing pillars of wind. Also, fairy knight Malin will be a huge asset if he were to become our comrade.”



To find comrades who will fight together…
The cold lands where there are no human footsteps.
Go to the land inhabited by barbarians in white animal hides and find Knatul.
He who wields his two fists as weapons is the mighty hero of the barbarians!
Fairy knight Malin, the lover of elegant beauty, will be in the deepest pond garden.
Meet and talk to them with half-elf Vishur.

Difficulty: S
Quest Requirement: The hero who saves the continent
Highest adventure reputation.


Weed nodded.

If there were warriors who could stand in front for such a dangerous mission, he was ready to invite tons.

“They will be a great help in stopping Kaybern once they join us. I will hurry with the search.”


< You have accepted the quest. >


The quest for slaying the dragon.

Powerful individuals not yet known to the continent were about to gather.

– Mapan: A barbarian with white animal hide? If it says a cold land where humans do not tread, I think you would have to consider the wild regions.

Weed proceeded with the quest and actively gathered information.

If there was a variety of information, the mission time could be reduced significantly.

– Chase: I think it is the glacial region north of Liselit Mountain Pass. The land is frozen with over 1 meter of piled snow. I’ve heard intel that tough barbarians that battle against gigantic monsters inhabit those lands. 

Information gathered fast even for locations they only heard for the first time. The other adventurers were to assist in confirmation and additional help.




Lafaye was living in the ruin of the Hermes Guild.

The users comprised the main battle force. Over 700,000 elite users were dwindling in number from the Haven regions.

“It seems that they have transferred to Gradian where Myul is. After all it is burdening to be playing in the Central continent like nothing happened. Over 20,000 have already made the migration. Hundreds are following each day.”

Lafaye smirked after hearing from Arkhim.

“He turned his back on us now that we’ve weakened…”

“Shouldn’t we give orders for his return?”

“What if he refuses?”

“Then we put him on the wanted list.”

“Who would hunt him down, the guild members who already escaped Haven territories?”

Arkhim’s expression stiffened.

Throwing someone on the wanted list for migrating over the border to the Arpen Empire was going to bring unimaginable consequences.

“The runaways will continue further away from Haven territory, and battles will occur no matter the Central or North continent. If normal users intervene, the safety of our hunters will be at stake.”

“What’s worse is if the guild members that set out to hunt were to never come back.”

Users hating on the Hermes Guild was nothing new, but they were blamed for Kaybern’s deed. The Hermes Guild members knew that as well and tried any way they could to break away from Haven territory.




Yoo Byung Jun realized that the world he knew changed after he personally tried Royal Road.

Eating reminded him of the food in Royal Road and observing the people outside his building did the same.

‘Their levels must be higher than mine. Daring to be higher level than the creator himself…’

He was the one who invented Royal Road.

After he spanned out the technical structure, he built up the details with AI as the foundation.

‘I should have tried this sooner.’

Sitting idly made his body all itchy, urging him to log into Royal Road.

He wanted to hunt monsters like rabbits, squirrels and foxes in the novice regions.

‘Should I use a bow for the quick footed monsters? Most of them run away so fast that it’s not easy to hunt.’

He spent more time surfing through auction sites than the time he actually spent on Royal Road. To ensure he had plenty of time, he cut down on sleep.

– Title: Selling 3,000 gold. Waiting at Morata. Insta-transaction.

– Title: Selling iron sword. Work of blacksmith Babtus.

– Title: Binryong town square. Trading up for 10 minutes. 17% mana recovery ring.

Overall, the novice items seemed relatively common, but some had 1 or 2 higher attack damage or special properties.

< Selling Marksman Bow.
Level 10 restriction.
15 attack damage.
Increases accuracy of close and mid-range by 43%.

It will hit most of the time.
We can’t aim long range anyway, haha.
It also has 10% quickdraw and 5% penetration.

I’m desperate for some cash so I will sell to whoever bids highest before the end of today! >


“I landed one!”

The pleasure of looting an item after surfing through the auction sites!

Yoo Byungjoon instantly checked out the maximum price range set by the seller.

“10 million won?”

The bid had started with 10,000 won.

Marksman bow usually sold for 30,000 to 40,000 won so the starting bid was just for courtesy.

“That’s really cheap.”

It seemed very inexpensive for Yoo Byungjoon.

With that bow in his hands, he could land several more shots on those sly rabbits.

That in itself was a great gain for him.


< You have purchased the item. >


He collected decent items for each part of the character and bought various weapons like swords, spears and axes.

– Professor, you are showing the typical traits of addiction on Royal Road.

The AI alert signaled.


– Yes. Current state addiction stage 1 with possible sleep disorder and insufficient exercise. Rest is recommended.

Yoo Byung Jun was annoyed by the AI alert.

“I don’t have many years to live anyway, so I’m going to do what I want.”

– That is also plausible.


The AI acknowledged it without much of a backbite!

Yoo Byung Jun started out in Morata without much thinking, but now he deemed it to have been the best decision.

“Let’s buy everything.”

It was the best city for a novice to spend real currency.

From weapons and armor to production tools and food, all sorts of items were being traded.

Like the saying that late flings are scary, he spent more time spending real currency and buying items across the townsquare instead of hunting.

“So this is the joy of life. I think I can live happily with just Royal Road.”

– You’ve entered addiction stage 2.


(To be continued…)


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V55C8P2 – Crisis in Morata

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Robin fell into a deep sense of loss when the Hermes Guild was defeated in Garnav Plains. It was like all the joy in the world had vanished.

“Weed… In the end, he took it all for himself.”

Robin was born the heir of a rich family, but what he truly wanted: Seoyoon and the Versailles Continent both belonged to Weed.

“That guy isn’t anything special…”

Arth City that he governed had been developing healthily recently.

It was located on the main road from the Northern to the Central continent, attracting lots of users to settle.

“This is some village. The townsquare is big and very clean.”

“The walls are sturdy too… Look at the waterways in the residential areas. The city is well organized.”

“A Weapon store, armor store and a general store. The basic stores are at their best quality and the necessities can be found in the market.”

The users that walked by, praised the city which further fueled Robin’s ego.

“Weed-nim is so great.”


Robin was confused by the abrupt and out-of-place words.

The users were smiling during their conversation.

“He had it planned from the beginning. The way I see it, he prepared this village because he already knew he was going to conquer the Central continent.”

“Yep. The way he prepares everything in advance so the users are not left with inconvenience is awe-inspiring.”

“Weed-nim is the only person who looks after us so much.”

“It’s so fortunate that Weed-nim is by our side. We are the lucky bunch, having started out in the Northern continent.”


The more his city grew, the more Weed was praised.

“How does that work exactly? This city is all mine.”

Robin put up signs at the city entrance so there was no misunderstanding.

– City established by Lord Robin.

Started from scratch like Morata it is thanks to him that the city is so developed. The detailed history of City Arth is…

He inscribed in about 200 lines the history of the city’s development. He also meticulously explained the tremendous fortune that he invested and the social welfare measures for the users.

“Now everyone should acknowledge by accomplishments.”

Robin could now relax and grin a little. But, only a handful of regular users cared to read the sign properly!

“Weed-nim is the best. If Arth is at this level, I am so looking forward to visiting Morata.”

“For sure. I’m going to hunt around this area and then head to Morata. This city has less users so far so it’s easy to train near the city walls.”

“I heard the Earth Palace is great too. Some days you can see the Grass Porridge goddess.

“Oh, you’re right. Let’s go to the Earth Palace first.”

Even users that started out in Arth benefited from all the support plans and only thought of transferring to Morata or the Earth Place.

Those that climbed to the lord positions of nearby regions through the auction frequently visited Arth City.

“You’re incredible. I think this is the best city around this area.”

“It should be deemed number one of the Northern pioneer villages.”

“I want to import some iron. Do you have a surplus?”

Arth City exceeded all nearby regions in terms of population, technology and production.

Being a great distance away from Morata and the Earth Palace, it served as a resting place where users lodged on their journeys between the Northern and Central continent.

Robin’s pride became intolerable when he met other lords.

“Haha, pleasure to meet you. I am always open to trades.”

“I didn’t think the city would develop this quickly. How many new citizens per day?”

“About 1,000 new citizens are being listed daily. Maybe 2,000 on the weekends?”

“Ho, that is impressive.”

“It’s already busy enough trying to expand the residential areas as needed. The roads need expansions, and maintenance for the hunting ground is loved by everybody. Did I mention the redevelopment of the industrial sector? It’s going through an expansion again – it’s only been 3 months.”

A day wasn’t enough to discuss Robin’s development plans for Arth City.

‘Would Morata’s early days have been like this? This city will continue to grow as a foothold that connects the Northern and Central continent for commercial trades and production, and there is always room for the birth of a new kingdom.’

No military strength was worrisome, but he was relieved to think that even the Arpen Empire was established thanks to the support of the users.

‘If I continue to develop the city as quickly as I’m currently doing, there will come a day when the users will acknowledge me. Yeah, nothing is easy from the get go. I’m going to hop on every chance I get, to be on broadcast and bribe the other lords…’

Robin even sold his own stocks to invest into the city.

‘In the eyes of others, it may seem like pure stupidity. However, the worth of Royal Road is immense. I invested everything into the city, and I will be able to make profit in the near future… No one knows what the future will bring.’

He was secretly waiting for Weed’s downfall.

If Morata and the Earth Palace were to be burnt down by Kaybern, he assessed that the value of Arth City in the Northern continent would rise further.

‘I’m sure Morata will become a target too real soon. I don’t know exactly when that will be, but there are under 10 cities left that have a higher development rate than Morata.’

Robin grinned and whetted his knife for the day to come.




At Ulgor Highlands, there was a ceremony that had to take place no matter how busy it was for Weed.

“Swift Coldwind-nim.”

– Coo-coo-coo!

A pigeon descended to the ground.

He was the most outstanding user, now temporarily in the form of a pigeon due to a quest.

“I award you with the speed improving cat’s eye necklace.”

– Thank you, Weed-nim.


“You’re the best, Weed-nim!”

The dwarven users lifted their arms high and cheered.

It was an award ceremony for the success of the robbery at Kaybern’s lair.

Weed had different thoughts from his initial entry into the lair.

‘I just want to keep all these to myself. Could I just run off with them?’

He just wanted to throw away his dignity and get on a plane!

But, Mapan was smirking as he stuck right beside him.


“Hmm-mmm. Are you suspicious of me? You think I’m going to change my mind about distributing the treasures?”

“Huh? I didn’t do anything but just smile. Heheheh.”

Mapan was just forever joyful.

His face was filled with happiness, but his eyes were composed like a quiet lake.

‘You don’t know when this guy might take off. Anything is possible.’

‘Mmm, as expected. He does not let up for even a moment.’

Weed was able to get back to his senses because of it.

Honestly speaking, how ridiculous would it be for the emperor of the Arpen Empire to run away like that with all the treasures?

‘I have so many assets that I am sitting on right now. Treasures might be easier to liquify but… Hmm, yes. I must deal with this free-handedly. But why does it feel like such a shame?’

Weed proceeded with the award ceremony to rid himself of his last, lingering attachment.

“Jartar-nim, you almost lost your life at the lair.”

“It’s nothing. I am already so honored to have participated in your endeavour.”

“This is the armor set that you asked for.”

“I am so grateful.”

The users present at the award ceremony happily received their equipment.

– You do not have to come if it’s too much of a hassle. The equipment can be delivered.

Participation was not mandatory, but everyone who survived starting from dwarves to the avian, architects, Pale and even the assault squad were all present.

It was a miraculous 100% participation!

There was also a separate award ceremony to be held for the deceased users to receive their reward as soon as they could access Royal Road.

– Yes, this is epic.

– Weed and the bandits. Success.

– Laughs and giggles. It’s filled with joy over here.

– While everyone is so happy, it looks like Weed-nim is the only one frowning about giving away the treasures. Are my eyes deceiving me?

– That is called a stiff smile. Also known as the fake smile.

– I don’t think he was doing that earlier.

– He looked determined when it began. Looks like his face is rotting away gradually.

– If I were to give away treasures, that would be a real shame for me too.

– But those were promised upon the success of the mission. Weed-nim always keeps his words so there is no way!

– Weed-nim’s words weigh heavier than anyone else’s. You do see that he’s distributing them right now.

– Can’t you see the screen? His face was crumpled when he was giving away that sword just now.

– Flip to the CTS Media channel right now. They did a close-up on Weed’s face and his eyes were wet.



Park Sunjo had an afternoon lecture and he got on the bus to school like usual.

“Isn’t he the guy…?”

“The senior from our program?”

“I think it’s him.”

He heard whispers going around in the bus unlike the typical days.

Due to his timid personality, there were only a few that knew of him even though he attended the Virtual Reality program at Korea University.

“Um…Excuse me.”

The female student that was sitting in front of him turned around and stirred a conversation.

“Aren’t you the one who was on TV?”


“Yeah, the thief who ventured together with Weed-nim.”

“Y, yes.”

“Oh my god! It is you. This is so crazy.”

Park Sunjo felt like he became a star.

Lots of students grouped around him as he told stories about the adventure until the bus arrived at Korea University.

“Are you close with Weed-nim?”

“He’s just a bro that I know.”

“Do you know him personally?”

“We go to school together. Though he took years off…”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

The fact that he was acquainted with Weed was enough to envy for normal people.

Even in the Virtual Reality program lectures, there were still people around him.

“The treasure we got this time? He gave me a cape and boots. There’s only one of each so I don’t think you will know even if I tell you the names. Properties? Mmm… There were so many of them that I don’t remember. The material they were made from was dragon skin.”

Park Sunjo rose up to be a famous figure of Korea University.

Text messages frequently alerted his phone.

– This is KMC Media. We wish to meet with you sometime with regards to casting you on broadcast. If you could inform us of a location and time of your convenience, our employees will pay you a visit.

– This is CTS Media. We want to organize a show for Nide-nim’s life story and…

Casting from major broadcast networks followed as well.

Just by being Weed’s associate, his life changed completely.

(To be continued…)


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V55C8P1 – Crisis in Morata

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Ulgor Highlands.

It was a high, flat terrain located between Idern, Dale and Thor.

The wagons by Mapan Council and the dwarves gathered neatly at the predetermined location.

Each wagon was completely filled with treasures!

Mapan spoke as he walked with his chubby body heavily dependent on his cane.

“How is it?”

“I feel stuffed just by looking at them.”

Weed had nothing else to say.

The stolen treasures were less than a third of what was inside the lair, but it sure was a massive pile now that they had them laid out across the Ulgor Highlands.

“Unfortunately, we lost 21 wagons during the transportation. Some encountered monsters and others broke down while rushing down the mountain. Changing routes due to the dangerous forest fire had a significant impact as well.”

Weed received Mapan’s heart-throbbing report.

The damages resulted from transporting while being chased by monsters down the steep Ulta Mountain Pass.

“How much inventory did we end up with?”

“About 4000 pieces of equipment. Metal alloys, mineral ores, magic ingredients. We scavenged a variety of goods.”

“That number is excluding the shares to be distributed to everyone who participated in the robbery, correct?”

“Yes. Aside from the equipment to be handed out, the treasures and antiques are being checked for their value. There are too many and I estimate about a week for completion.”



Weed and Mapan laughed together.

When they spoke about money, they appeared more similar than close family members.

‘I have to be wary of this man. He could be more dangerous than Bard Ray.’

Close as they were, they were cautious!

If Mapan were to ask for a loan, he would gladly provide with conditions of interest and mortgage.

“Weed-nim, aren’t these items sold at whatever price the seller sets? But, there aren’t going to be that many users that could afford them.”

Just because some people were high-level, it didn’t mean that they stacked great fortune.

There were limited numbers of people that could afford equipment that easily cost over a million gold and most of them had already spent their life savings for the provincial lord positions.

Mapan was worried that the market price would decline when these items went to the auction.

“I’m not going to sell them.”

“You aren’t?”

“Yeah. I’m going to rent them out for now.”

The high-level users will rent these items out even in debt, all in order to come out ahead in the competition against others.

They will hunt diligently every month and pay the rent.

The poor had no choice but to bow before the rich. .

Compared to the people who buy expensive cars and struggle to feed themselves, they had at least one positive point and it was that they grew as they trained in the hunting grounds.

“I’m going to circulate these items and make up for the rent fees and tax income.”

“Darn, I still have so much to learn from you.”

Mapan was truly amazed.

While he was expanding the Mapan Council all across the Versailles Continent, Weed claimed power.

Money and power went hand in hand.



Herman and Fabio too came running to Ulgor Highlands to observe the treasures.

“The properties on this sword are incredible. There are a lot of unique skills.”

“The dwarf blacksmiths are truly skilled… These are made with such fine-tuning and effort.”

There were items scattered around that even themselves as masters had to put in significant effort to achieve.

Blacksmithing was a job that studied metals and objects to the very limit.

Being masters, their stats increased just by observing the equipment.

“Can you fix up this sword of mine?”

Weed showed the two dwarves the nameless sword he picked up in the dragon’s lair.

“So there was another sword like that one.”

“This sword possesses a conscience, an ego sword. To craft one of these requires a secret technique of a blacksmith.”

Herman and Fabio lifted the sword and nodded.

“The balance is great, no flaws to be seen.”

“Wraps well inside the hand. The grasp feels clean.”

They were short, middle-aged dwarfs with thick forearms, but when they focused on the sword they reeked the look of experts.

In real life, they lived very different lives but in Royal Road they were true masters of sword crafting.

“Misters, I know that you each have a secret blacksmith technique that you hid away.”


“Uh. How did you…”

Herman and Fabio’s eyes opened wide in surprise.

Weed gave them a lukewarm look and spoke.

“I was only guessing, but judging by your reaction I was right.”


For them to have been the most famous dwarf blacksmiths and not own a couple of secret techniques did not make sense. Weed was also aware to some degree of their skills traits.

‘Combat type skills are simple. They’re just more powerful.’

Sword secret techniques are destructive. However, they spent a lot of mana and had a steep growth curve in skill proficiency.

Art type skills had the power of bringing miracles, but they were difficult to acquire and required self-sacrifice with every use.

It was giving oneself for the arts.

These secret skills were obtained through difficult and unorthodox quests.

He thought that the path would be different for blacksmiths.

‘It was a job class reflectant of effort, skill and the final product produced. The blacksmith secret technique will never be achieved without proficiency in crafting swords and armor.’

Each blacksmith would possess at least one secret technique as their speciality.

Even when Weed requested crafting for sword and armor, they never opened that last pocket in their pants!

“I understand. It must be a life’s work for the master. It would never be easy to apply something you’ve acquired over years of training into someone else’s item.”

Weed nodded as if he was sympathetic.

He put them up for competition, but they still left their final card up their sleeve.

It was obvious that even Weed himself wouldn’t have put in his best efforts in creating a sword or armor to be used by someone else.

‘The stitches wouldn’t have held back my jealousy.’

Any equipment crafted by blacksmith masters was excellent. But, a sword crafted in a day compared to another that took a month of sweat and effort are in two different dimensions.

The Sky Ruler’s Armor.

It was an item that they melted themselves into, but their expertise was still in weapons.

Weed slapped his lips wet.

“This is my last request. Awaken this sword and realise its powers. If you can’t accomplish 

this request, I will not make any more.”




Fabio and Herman were honestly offended.

They received the best treatments no matter where they went in the Versailles Continent.

“At some point, we are doing all of Weed’s requests.”

“Seriously. We never got the treatment we deserve after completing each task and we get scolded instead.”

Normal blacksmiths would have been enraged and left the spot. However, they were prideful blacksmith masters and could not walk away.

To give up on a client not satisfied with their work was mocking their pride.

Throughout their time in Royal Road, they built up skill, honor and pride.

Herman brushed over the rusty sheath.

“A nameless sword. Aren’t you curious about how it will turn out once we restore it to its original state?”

“I also think it’s worth the challenge. Coincidentally, I have the secret technique for ego swords.”

“I have the property of wind… I could add it in.”

“Let’s make this one into something that will slap his face. So that he will never question our skills again.”

Fabio and Herman decided on restoring the nameless sword into the finest sword, thinking that it would be the best revenge they can take on Weed.




Weed assessed the situation up until now.

There was the half-elf Vishur’s quest for the Brazier of Sacrifice!

There was also the progress of the savior quest and the dwarf race quest through Sculptural Transformation along the quest line.

“I don’t know how much help this will be, but it seems to be related to the dragon.”

Long ago, he encountered the dragon Ratuas and made a sculpture of the silver dragon Yuskellanda.

He pocketed the sculpting materials and made a hefty profit out of it!

< You do not meet the requirements to begin the quest ‘Dragon Ratuas’ Investigator’.
Minimum level of 480 is required.

Dignity and courage is above the minimum requirement of 400.

Essential combat skills haven’t reached advanced level 7.

Quest cannot be accessed. >

Back then, he could not proceed with the quest, but now he was able to.

“Looking back now, this quest is very strange.”

He thought of the conversation he had with Blue Dragon Ratuas.

– Human, how much do you know about Yuskellanda’s death.

“I am a measly sculptor. I know nothing of it. If I ever did, I don’t remember it.”

– It is too early right now. Your abilities are not enough to stop what’s coming.

If you wish for stories, come to me any time. Whether you step up or not, the event will arise. Oh humans that Yuskellanda tried to protect until the end…

Weed felt a tingling sensation.

“Yuskellanda’s death. How it tried to protect the humans until the end bothers me. Maybe Kaybern wasn’t born with its furious mind, but could there be a messed up scheme by the dragons behind all this…?”

Normally, his dangerous suspicions tended to turn out true.

It was just that the reason for his hesitation of going to Ratuas and carrying out the quest preemptively was because there was a possibility that it has no relation to Kaybern whatsoever.

To make matters worse, it may very well become two insanely difficult dragon quests in his hands.

“This is troublesome. Very troublesome.”

Weed thought it was misfortune either way.

If the dragons were to be connected somehow, the scale of this event would be escalated greatly.

There were already monsters wreaking havoc across the entire continent and Thor region was devastated.

So why does it feel like the dragons will start a rampage on Versailles Continent?

“It can’t be. Just my cursed imagination from lack of sleep. Yep. That’s right… No matter how twisted and grindful my fate may be, it can’t turn out that extreme.”

Even so, the humans and dwarves were fully mobilized and moving into an all-out battle against Kaybern.

(To be continued…)


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V55C7P2 – Ramen Day

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Dozens of cameras were waiting in front of Lee Hyun’s residence.

It was like when a Korean star passed through the airport gate!

“Hey, get out of the way!”

“Please stand inside the camera zones.”

The reporters interviewed every single guest that was invited to Lee Hyun’s house.

“I’m finally here. I came from Amsterdam. It is my first time eating Korean ramyun… I am very honored.”

“Today is an awesome, special day. I’ll have something to brag about to my kids back home. Dad is eating ramyun cooked by Weed-nim! By the way, my kids dream of becoming someone like Weed-nim.”

“My dream came true today. I think I’m going to enjoy a splendid dish of ramyun.”

All the guests finished their interview and came inside just before lunch.

Oberon’s presence stood out among them all.

“Hello, I am Oberon.”

A gold-blond young man spoke to him with a smile on his face.

He was handsome like the typical ones seen in magazines or programs.

“Are you really Oberon-nim?”

“Yes. It is a great honor to meet you, Weed-nim.”

“You are very fluent in Korean.”

“I picked it up as a hobby.”

“A hobby? Then, can you speak other languages?”

“Yes. I can speak Chinese, Japanese and French.”

He was good-looking and even intelligent!

Soon, tables were set up in the yard, people were seated and ate Lee Hyun’s ramyun.

“Thank you for the food.”

Lee Hyun’s ramyun was special, cooked with crabs, fish oil and various seafoods in the soup base.

The problem was that it was too delicious.

“Agh! It’s so hot!”

“Oh man. It’s burning hot but it’s so good that I can’t wait for it to cool down.”

“Steak? Pshh. I can eat ramyun for the rest of my life if it tastes as good as this.”

The flavor broke down all international taste bud barriers.

It satisfied the taste buds perfectly and slipped down the throat, giving an unexplainable sense of fulfillment.

– Yes, you’ve done well.

You lived so diligently until now.

Life will throw hardships, but will also be fruitful and happy.

Keep your best foot forward.

It tasted like the soup had a soul and delivered a message!

A spoonful of soup that had a depth of life.

28 people remained seated after they completely finished their bowl. The kimchi and pickled radish were cleared too.

“By chance is there… more ramyun?”

Someone asked carefully.

At this moment, nothing was more important than ramyun.

They wanted another bowl very badly.

Lee Hyun’s forehead twitched, but he had a conscience.

They took the flight from such far places and how heartless it could be if he cooks just one bowl for them.

“If you can wait for a bit, I will return with more.”


“Thank you, Weed-nim!”

The ramyun was cooked once again with loud cheers.

The people cleared seconds and thirds right on the spot.

Lee Hyun’s forehead shrivelled gradually, but each time the ramyun came they blew air on the noodles and ate voraciously.

Once their stomachs filled with warm noodles, they began to converse.

It was their first time meeting in real life, but they were close in Royal Road.

“Now that we’ve all tasted the ramyun, don’t you all agree that he shouldn’t have started as a sculptor?”

“Yeah. If he became a cook he would have slaughtered all competitions.”

“I bet the Hermes Guild would have forfeited after tasting his ramyun.”

“There is no ramyun in Royal Road. Maybe a seafood soup.”

“It’s Weed-nim. He can pull out the noodles from dough and it would be easy for him to make the soup base.”

“Using the finest ingredients in Royal Road, the dish would just be the best.”

Lee Hyun’s cooking skills were already famous, and of all the dishes, his best was ramyun.

When he was young, he always cooked the cheapest ramyun.

He had it for breakfast and dinner, thinking about how he could make it taste better, how to keep the noodles firm and juicy by stirring it with chopsticks.

He gave his all to this one pack of ramyun.

That very essence of flavour was delivered to these people.




This ramyun party should have been over with one dish per person!

There were monstrous individuals that ate more than 3, 4 packs, even 7.

They ran out of ramyun halfway and Lee Hyeyun had to go to the store and buy two more boxes.

“Wow… We can film mukbang right here.”

“Hansen-nim. He’s from Netherlands, right? He sure eats a lot.”

So the party that saddened Lee Hyun finally came to an end and Seoyoon served orange juice.

“I don’t know how it will taste. It was freshly squeezed by myself.”

“To what do I owe this honor…”

Of everyone there, they were all males except for two people.

They took the orange juice with two hands like they were blessed.

Lee Hyun was so tired from cooking over 100 servings of ramyun, but he sat down beside Lopez, aka Oberon in Royal Road.

Lopez looked around and spoke.

“It’s such a cozy and warm house.”

“I built a lot of it myself.”

Lee Hyun fixed up his house from time to time.

He bought trees and tiles for decoration, and he also built hen houses and dog homes.

There wasn’t a single corner that didn’t have his fingerprints, but he was never 100% satisfied.

Even those who are happy with plain homes would think the same after seeing Seoyoon’s beautiful adjacent residence. 

“I also wanted to build a house but I did not get the chance yet.”

“Is that so? I mean… It’s not easy buying land and building a house.”

Lee Hyun agreed with Oberon.

When he used to live in a semi-basement rent, he wished to own a house of his own.

A wish too big to ask for.

“I am currently living in a worn-down house that I inherited from my family.”

“How old is it?”

“It’s about 150 years old.”

Lee Hyun felt a bad premonition as he listened to Lopez.

Normally, a 150 year-old house would look something like a deserted house that was about to collapse at any moment. However, he caught on the detail that it was a house inherited through generations.

“By chance is the land like 200 pyeong or something?”

“Pyeong? I’m not familiar with the korean measurements. It should be about 290 acres.”

“290 acres… That is quite the number, maybe because it’s an old home.”

Lee Hyun took out his phone immediately and tapped on the calculator.

The result was insane. 355,000 pyeong!

“290 acres?”


“A house built on such a massive piece of land? Do you run farms as well?”

“I do raise horses. There is also a landing strip?”

“Landing strip?

Lee Hyun heard a word that shouldn’t belong in a house.

“You got a plane at your place?”

“I have a photo of it. Do you want to see?”

Lopez showed him pictures of his home captured in his phone.

It wasn’t a house with a cute sized lawn like the Korean detached homes.

The pictures were taken from the sky on a plane and in those pictures were a landing strip, 3 planes, a massive garden and a mansion.

“This is your home?”

“I have residences in Florida, LA and San Francisco too, but this is my family home.”

Lopez was impressive, an American billionaire!

‘No wonder he has no interest in broadcasts.

Where would he even consider using the small portions of money from interviews and commercials? He wouldn’t even be able to fill the oil tank on his plane with it.

‘If I was rich like this guy, I wouldn’t regret spending 200 won more on salt. Why would I bother saving? I wouldn’t be able to spend it all no matter how hard I try…’

Lee Hyun couldn’t bear the pain of jealousy that was developing in his lower belly.

“So why did you come all the way to South Korea just for ramyun?”

“Haha. Yeah, because you invited me…”

“Do you not have ramyun at home?”

No matter how rich he was; to Weed he was just a disaster that ate 7 free packs of ramyun!




By the time Weed logged into Royal Road, the fate of the continent was much worse.

Thor, the dwarf kingdom had been focused by Kaybern during that time.

“It’s all over. My mine…”

“My house was destroyed.”

They survived for the time being, but Kaybern’s wrath had just begun and the dwarves began to migrate away from Thor.

The draconic warriors from the lair spread out to various parts of the continent and rounded up more monsters.

Seoyoon compensated the dwarves fairly and housed them.

“A dragon that is redrawing the map… I don’t know how this will end.”

The fact that the dwarf race quest surfaced, the situation was becoming more grave.

“Major cities were destroyed, increase in disasters and number of monsters. We can endure this moment, but when will this all end?”

In the past, the Embinyu Cult attempted to dominate the Versailles Continent entirely.

Weed managed to avoid a critical situation via the quest, but if it hadn’t turned out that way, the entire continent would have been under their control.

“The Hermes Guild managed to stop them but… Even I wouldn’t have been able to overcome them if it wasn’t for that special quest. Wouldn’t the Hermes Guild have had quite the struggle if the Embinyu Cult had some kind of hidden power?”

It would have been quite a scene if the two factions collided, but for certain the Embinyu Cult was a threat to the continent.

Now, no one wanted the continent to be destroyed by the dragon, but it could very well happen.

In Royal Road, anything could happen at any time.

“Why now? Life just got easier for me.”

If the dragon cannot be stopped, the world would face a catastrophic end.

The emergence of the savior quest was no coincidence, as Kaybern’s continual attacks posed a threat to the world itself.

Weed’s heavy thoughts were intruded the next moment.

– Mapan: You are here! The goods are on the way to Ulgor Highlands.

The tremendous amount of treasures stolen from Kaybern’s lair!

Weed’s mouth spread wide into a smile.

“K-hu-hu. I assume you took good care of them?”

– Mapan: Of course. Though there were some dwarves that had a different heart.

The dragon’s treasures were overwhelming and there were greedy dwarves among the group.

It was a crisis back at the lair to the forest fire, and some stole a bit of treasure during the trip but most were found out after reviewing the broadcast footages.

Some lucky ones got away, but nothing could be done.

“I will be on my way.”

(To be continued…)


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V55C7P1 – Ramen Day

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The dragon lair robbery was a huge success!

Lee Hyun fell into a pleasant contemplation at the prospect of selling a tremendous amount of gear.

“It’s too much to sell all of this at once…” 

Trades were low at every auction site. It was to purchase equipment from the dragon lair as soon as they became available.

“If I make profit this instant, a lot of people are going to try and take a share.”

Lee Hyun learned a life lesson while watching robbery movies, that teams could break up over the split of the spoils.

“Time to tie up loose ends.”

He decided to proceed slowly with the organization of the treasures. It wasn’t as if these treasures that he stashed were going to walk away on their own. After the shares are distributed to the dwarves, assault team and the Mapan Council he would still have over half left over.

“I’m going to make a crazy amount of money.”

Lee Hyun spoke serenely.

“Going to buy some things that I wanted for myself…”

He was going to buy a thick winter jacket.

Clothes from the market fell off in terms of cold protection compared to the brand jackets sold in a mall.

“If I look for something on clearance, I’m sure I’ll land something not too expensive.

Then with the rest of the money I will buy real estate.”

In the end, it was all real estate!

Lee Hyun made up his mind as he searched the internet and the hot search keyword list came into view.

  • Dragon Lair Robbery
  • Black Dragon Kaybern
  • Ulta Mountain Pass Forest Fire
  • Oberon’s Death
  • Seoyoon’s glamorous body
  • Kaybern’s Lair
  • Seoyoon’s Height
  • Dragon Lair Treasure
  • Seoyoon’s Voice

The dragon lair robbery took most of the keyword charts.

In regards to Seoyoon, she was always on the top of the charts all year long and it was no surprise.

“But, did Oberon-nim die?”

There were related videos of him running alone in order to save the dwarves of the transport team that was surrounded by monsters.

He did save his comrades but died in the end.

He raised his abilities substantially through the Brazier of Sacrifice and therefore was able to save many lives.

He drew the monsters away to aid in the escape of the other transport teams.

“This man was saving the day over there as well.”

Lee Hyun was appreciative of Oberon yet very uncomfortable.

‘Is it fun to live life that way?’

For him, life had value only when he lived for himself.

Oberon had a lifestyle that he could never come to understand, but he was appreciated nonetheless.

“Including the situation at the lair, I acknowledge that Oberon-nim had the biggest contribution. I have at least a bit of conscience after all. I don’t think two items will suffice.”

It was a concern as to what kind of reward he should present to Oberon.

Lee Hyun thought that sincerity was important, so he received the contact information of Oberon and the dwarves that used the Brazier of Sacrifice. He sent them a text message personally.

– Hello. This is Weed. You have my sincerest gratitude for your great help in the dragon’s lair. There doesn’t seem to be a proper way to express my thanks. Hmm-hmm.

Our family is going to get together tomorrow and eat ramen. Delicious kimchi and homemade dumplings are also on the menu.

Would you like to join us?

Ramen specially cooked by Lee Hyun himself.

It might not seem like a big deal, but it was an extraordinary treatment for anyone in the broadcasting station.

He didn’t expect that many people who got the mass text message to visit.

“They are busy people. No way they will actually come to eat ramen. This is just showing some respect through text.”

This was true especially for Oberon who was different from the other users in that he was famous for his inactivity out in the community.

In Royal Road he created a guild and led people passionately, but in real life he never appeared on interviews or shows.

However, the users replied soon after.

– It’s an honor. I will certainly be there.

– For such a day to come. I am not in the least disappointed about dying!

– I’ve wanted to meet you all my life.

– Thank you so much for inviting me. I will definitely make a visit.

– I asked for a day off at work. My boss happily signed off on it. Please give me just one autograph.

– I will run this instant… Ah, it is tomorrow. How can I wait until tomorrow comes?! I will spend the night with my eyes wide open and run over in the morning. Swoosh-swoosh.

There were also users that did not reside in South Korea.

– I booked a flight. I will layover in Paris and arrive in South Korea early morning. I’m so looking forward to it.

– Can I come with my mom? My mom wants to go as well. This is from Moscow.

– Japan here. I’m going to take a figurine with me. Can you sign your autograph on it? I have all 45 figurines of the sculptural creatures including Wyvern and Bingryong!

– I am departing from Turkey. I am leaving now. My heart is pounding.

Lee Hyun sighed regretfully.

“Just eat ramen at your own homes. To think they would really come.”

The people were too clueless. Oberon’s reply came later.

– I just read your message. I will be on my flight right now.

Honestly, it was a frustrating situation.

“Do these people not have any ramen in their lives or something?”




The ramen party, contrary to his intentions, was became too much of a spectacle!

Lee Hyun got up the next morning and walked to the market with Seoyoon.

“I have to cook ramen for the guests when they arrive at lunch.”

“I know. I saw it on broadcast.”


“Yes. It was urgent news on CTS Media, that you are holding a ramen party for the dwarves.”


The broadcast station even sent out ramen cooking as urgent news!

Lee Hyun thought that such intrusion was unavoidable as he had become famous.

“Anyways, people are coming over and I can’t cook just ramen like a bad host.”

“Should we buy beef too?”

“No. Not to that extent… Let’s put a bunch of stuff in the ramen. They say that one needs to live life conservatively, but you shouldn’t cheap out on food for the visitors.”

He had little memories with his parents that passed away when he was young.

But, he did remember that his mom used to cook a lot of food whenever guests came over to the house.

“Let’s buy some mussels… A little bit of crabs too. Crabs in the soup will be amazing.”

 “How about some sashimi? I can cook them spicy fish stew too.”

“I’m saying it again. This shouldn’t go that far.”

Lee Hyun cut her off cold heartedly.

It was because 28 users notified him of their visit.

The two walked around the market, buying necessities and cooking ingredients, enjoying their usual date.




Lunch time approached and Lee Hyun made sure to keep Lee Hyeon’s mouth closed.

“It is the same with all the dwarves, but don’t make fun of Oberon-nim being short when he arrives.”

“Alright, brother.”

“You have to maintain manners. You can’t make fun of people based on their appearances.”

“I don’t do that. And dwarves are just a small race. It has nothing to do with his real life height.”

“Can’t you tell from him not appearing on shows? I guarantee that he will be shorter and uglier than me.”

“That’s strange. He is kind and has good leadership skill. The attitude in which he leads other people doesn’t give off that kind of vibe.”


“I’ll be careful.”

Lee Hyun agreed to it even though it was not logically sound for her.

Quarrelling over his nagging could easily turn into a 10 hour lecture.

A long time ago, she hung out with the wrong group of friends and rebelled to the extreme, breaking her leg in the end.

That was immense pain, but nothing compared to what happened after.

Lee Hyun nagged her 10 hours a day until her leg healed!

“We don’t have mom or dad! School is a pain in the butt! I’m embarrassed to show up in front of other kids looking poor!”

Talking back harshly had no effect.

Once the nagging began, the process and the end was predetermined.

“Are you embarrassed of being poor? Then it means that you can still endure. When you were young I changed your diapers and carried you on my back every day. It seems you forgot all of that. You weren’t potty trained at all.”

Comprehensively covering his raising of her from diapers to adolescence, he spoke about incidents where he went around to pick up school bags or used clothing in order to send her to school.

His nagging drew from everywhere from old, unending stories to analyzing every detail as to why her current actions are illegitimate. He even went onto the worries about the past, present and the future. It was a bombardment of scolding with introduction, development, turn and conclusion on a timeline!

‘Whew. That’s too much.’

Lee Hyun became exhausted and fell asleep. But she couldn’t escape from the nagging that started again the next morning.

About 5 days of his nagging, Lee Hyun thought to herself.

‘I might actually be pretty smart? I’m starting to memorize all his nagging.’

It continued on for 20 days and she was struck with a headache.

‘Getting beat is better on my soul than this. I feel like I’m going to kill myself listening to him.’

Lee Hyun changed drastically after that day.

She cut contact with her bad social circle, studied hard and never let her brother gain an opportunity to scold her.


“I got 98 for the english exam this month. I got one wrong. I will get 100 in the next exam.’

‘Make sure to go over…”

“Yup. I will check two, three times and avoid mistakes.”

“Your friends…”

“Yeah, they’re friends who study diligently at school.”

“Don’t spend time just studying…”

“I don’t study all the time. I have various hobbies. I read books and I work out regularly.”

His nagging converted a human soul!

After that, she would have several dreams where Lee Hyun scolds her that woke her up instantly.

‘Will unni get scolded too?’

Lee Hyun thought that Seoyoon would run away after finding out her brother’s real side.

Nagging got annoying with just a few words, and no one could possibly withstand several hours.

‘Honestly there are other guys out there. If unni leaves, he would be devastated, no?’

It won’t be long until the nagging begins for Seoyoon too.

It was a nagging bombardment that didn’t stop whether you cried or atoned.

That anxiety had continued every day for her.

Lee Hyun with a concerned heart went to see Seoyoon.

“Unni, you have to be cautious of my brother today.”


“He’s cooking ramen for the dwarves. He’s going to feel very annoyed by it.”

“How bad?”

“I know because I’m his sister, and you have to watch out. Especially don’t talk to other guys no matter what happens. My brother has issues with jealousy.”

“Did he ever get jealous because of his girlfriend before?”

“He never did date a girl before… But you can see it in him. He will be narrow minded and overly jealous.”

Seoyoon shook her head in certainty.

“He’s not that kind of person.”

“I’m speaking the truth. I’ll throw in a deep secret. He thinks himself very good looking.”

“He’s the most handsome guy on earth.”


Lee Hyun was confused as if she went through 2 hours of nagging.

‘She’s already been driven mad by him.’

Even so, in order to upkeep justice she spoke softly.

“In fact, my brother nags a lot.”

“He does it so that you will do better in life. I understand all that.”

From a young age, Lee Hyun thought that her brother getting a girlfriend would never come true. But now, she could see the two spending sweet times very often.

‘For me to survive, I have to become independent as soon as possible.’

(To be continued…)


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V55C7P1 – Ramen Day

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The dragon lair robbery was a huge success!

Lee Hyun fell into a pleasant contemplation of selling a tremendous amount of gear.

“It’s too much to sell all of this at once…” 

Trades were low at every auction site. It was to purchase equipments from the dragon lair as soon as they became available.

“If I make profit this instant, a lot of people are going to try and take a share.”

Lee Hyun learned the life lesson while watching robbery movies that teams break up over the split of the spoils.

“Tie up loose ends.”

He decided to proceed slowly with the organization of the treasures. It wasn’t as if these treasures that he stashed were going to walk away on their own. After the shares are distributed to the dwarves, assault team and the Mapan Council he would still have over half left over.

“I’m going to make a crazy amount of money.”

Lee Hyun spoke serenely.

“Going to buy some things that I wanted for myself…”

He was going to buy a thick winter jacket.

Clothes from the market fell off in terms of cold protection compared to the brand jackets sold in a mall.

“If I look for something on clearance, I’m sure I’ll land something not too expensive.

Then with the rest of the money I will buy real estate.”

In the end, it was all real estate!

Lee Hyun made up his mind as he searched the internet and the hot search keyword list came into view.

  • Dragon Lair Robbery
  • Black Dragon Kaybern
  • Ulta Mountain Pass Forest Fire
  • Oberon’s Death
  • Seoyoon’s glamorous body
  • Kaybern’s Lair
  • Seoyoon’s Height
  • Dragon Lair Treasure
  • Seoyoon’s Voice

The dragon lair robbery took most of the keyword charts.

In regards to Seoyoon, she was always on the top of the charts all year long and it was no surprise.

“But, did Oberon-nim die?”

There were related videos of him running alone in order to save the dwarves of the transport team that was surrounded by monsters.

He did save his comrades but died in the end.

He raised his abilities substantially through the Brazier of Sacrifice and therefore was able to save many lives.

He drew the monsters to aid in the escape of the other transport teams.

“This man was saving the day over there as well.”

Lee Hyun was appreciative of Oberon yet very uncomfortable.

‘Is it fun to live life that way?’

For him, life had value only when he lived for himself.

Oberon had a lifestyle that he could never come to understand, but he was appreciated nonetheless.

“Including the situation at the lair, I acknowledge that Oberon-nim had the biggest contribution. I have at least a bit of conscience after all. I don’t think two equipments will suffice.”

It was a concern as to what kind of reward he should present to Oberon.

Lee Hyun thought that sincerity was important, so he received the contact information of Oberon and the dwarves that used the Brazier of Sacrifice. He sent them a text message personally.

– Hello. This is Weed. You have my sincerest gratitude for your great help in the dragon’s lair. There doesn’t seem to be a proper way to express my thanks. Hmm-hmm.

Our family is going to get together tomorrow and eat ramen. Delicious kimchi and homemade dumplings are also on the menu.

Would you like to join us?

Ramen specially cooked by Lee Hyun himself.

It might not seem like a big deal, but it was an extraordinary treatment for anyone in the broadcasting station.

He didn’t expect that many people of whom got the mass text message to visit.

“They are busy people. No way they will actually come to eat ramen. This is just showing some respect through text.”

This was true especially for Oberon who was different from the other users in that he was famous for his inactivity out in the community.

In Royal Road he created a guild and led people passionately, but in real life he never appeared on interviews or shows.

However, the users replied soon after.

– It’s an honor. I will certainly be there.

– For such a day to come. I am in the least disappointed about dying!

– I’ve wanted to meet you all my life.

– Thank you so much for inviting me. I will definitely make a visit.

– I asked for a day off at work. My boss happily signed off on it. Please give me just one autograph.

– I will run this instant… Ah, it is tomorrow. How can I wait until tomorrow comes?! I will spend the night eyes wide open and run over in the morning. Swoosh-swoosh.

There were also users that did not reside in South Korea.

– I booked a flight. I will layover in Paris and arrive in South Korea early morning. I’m so looking forward to it.

– Can I come with my mom? My mom wants to go as well. This is Moscow.

– Japan here. I’m going to take a doll with me. Can you sign your autograph on it? I have all 45 dolls of the sculptural creatures including Wyvern and Bingryong!

– I am departing from Turkey. I am leaving now. My heart is pounding.

Lee Hyun sighed regretfully.

“Just eat ramen at your own homes. To think they would really come.”

The people were too clueless. Oberon’s reply came later.

– I just read your message. I will be on my flight right now.

Honestly, it was a frustrating situation.

“Do these people not have any ramen in their lives or something?”




The ramen party, contrary to his intentions, became too much of a spectacle!

Lee Hyun got up the next morning and walked to the market with Seoyoon.

“I have to cook ramen for the guests when they arrive at lunch.”

“I know. I saw it on broadcast.”


“Yes. It was urgent news on CTS Media, that you are holding a ramen party for the dwarves.”


The broadcast station even sent out ramen cooking as urgent news!

Lee Hyun thought that such intrusion was unavoidable as he had become famous.

“Anyways, people are coming over and I can’t cook just ramen like a bad host.”

“Should we buy beef too?”

“No. Not to that extent… Let’s put a bunch of stuff in the ramen. They say that one needs to live life conservatively, but you shouldn’t cheap out on food for the visitors.”

He had little memories with his parents that passed away when he was young.

But, he did remember that his mom used to cook a lot of food whenever guests came over to the house.

“Let’s buy some mussels… A little bit of crabs too. Crabs in the soup will be amazing.”

 “How about some sashimi? I can cook them spicy fish stew too.”

“I’m saying it again. This shouldn’t go that far.”

Lee Hyun cut her off cold heartedly.

It was because 28 users notified him of their visit.

The two walked around the market, buying necessities and cooking ingredients, enjoying their usual date.



Lunch time approached and Lee Hyun made sure to keep Lee Hyeon’s mouth closed.

“It is the same with all the dwarves, but don’t make fun of Oberon-nim being short when he arrives.”

“Alright, brother.”

“You have to maintain manners. You can’t make fun of people based on their appearances.”

“I don’t do that. And dwarves are just a small race. It has nothing to do with his real life height.”

“Can’t you tell from him not appearing on shows? I guarantee that he will be shorter and uglier than me.”

“That’s strange. He is kind and has leadership. The attitude in which he leads other people doesn’t give off that kind of vibe.”


“I’ll be careful.”

Lee Hyeyun agreed to it even though it was not logically sound for her.

Quarrelling over his nagging could easily turn into a 10 hour lecture.

Long time ago, she hung out with the wrong group of friends and rebelled to the extreme, breaking her leg in the end.

That was immense pain, but nothing compared to what happened after.

Lee Hyun nagged her 10 hours a day until her leg healed!

“We don’t have mom or dad! School is a pain in the butt! I’m embarrassed to show up in front of other kids looking poor!”

Talking back harshly had no effect.

Once the nagging began, the process and the end was predetermined.

“Are you embarrassed of being poor? Then it means that you can still endure. When you were young I changed your diapers and carried you on my back every day. It seems you forgot all of that. You weren’t potty trained at all.”

Since her unretained baby years and along the timeline, he spoke about incidents where he went around to pick up school bags or used clothing in order to send her to school.

His nagging told from old, unending stories to analyzing every detail as to why her current actions are illegitimate. He even went onto the worries about the past, present and the future. It was a bombardment of scolding with introduction, development, turn and conclusion on a timeline!

‘Whew. That’s too much.’

Lee Hyeyun became exhausted and fell asleep. But she couldn’t escape from the nagging that started again the next morning.

About 5 days of his nagging, Lee Hyeyun thought to herself.

‘I might actually be pretty smart? I’m starting to memorize all his nagging.’

It continued on for 20 days and she was struck with a headache.

‘Getting beat is better on my soul than this. I feel like I’m going to kill myself listening to him.’

Lee Hyeyun changed drastically after that day.

She cut contact with her bad social circle, studied hard and never let her brother gain an opportunity to scold her.


“I got 98 for the english exam this month. I got one wrong. I will get 100 in the next exam.’

‘Make sure to go over…”

“Yup. I will check two, three times and avoid mistakes.”

“Your friends…”

“Yeah, they’re friends who study diligently at school.”

“Don’t spend time just studying…”

“I don’t study all the time. I have various hobbies. I read books and I work out regularly.”

His nagging converted a human soul!

After that, she would have several dreams where Lee Hyun scolds her that woke her up instantly.

‘Will unni get scolded too?’

Lee Hyeyun thought that Seoyoon will run away after finding out her brother’s real side.

Nagging got annoying with just a few words, and no one could possibly withstand several hours.

‘Honestly there are other guys out there. If unni leaves, he would be devastated, no?’

It won’t be long until the nagging begins for Seoyoon too.

It was a nagging bombardment that didn’t stop whether you cried or atoned.

That anxiety had continued every day for her.

Lee Hyeyun with a concerned heart went to see Seoyoon.

“Unni, you have to be cautious of my brother today.”


“He’s cooking ramen for the dwarves. He’s going to feel very annoyed by it.”

“How bad?”

“I know because I’m his sister, and you have to watch out. Especially don’t talk to other guys no matter what happens. My brother has issues with jealousy.”

“Did he ever get jealous because of his girlfriend before?”

“He never did date a girl before… But you can see it in him. He will be narrow minded and overly jealous.”

Seoyoon shook her head in certainty.

“He’s not that kind of person.”

“I’m speaking the truth. I’ll throw in a deep secret. He thinks that he himself is very good looking.”

“He’s the most handsome guy on earth.”


Lee Hyeyun was confused as if she went through 2 hours of nagging.

‘She is buried in roses.’

Even so, in order to upkeep justice she spoke softly.

“In fact, my brother nags a lot.”

“He does it so that you will do better in life. I understand all that.”

From a young age, Lee Hyeyun thought that her brother getting a girlfriend would never come true. But now, she could see the two spending sweet times very often.

‘For me to survive, I have to become independent as soon as possible.’

(To be continued…)


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V55C6P4 – The Great Escape

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The instant he confirmed the enemy’s skill, he prepared autonomously.

“Sword of Regeneration!”

He bent backwards and used the secret sword technique.

The skill greatly enhanced his health points and defense.


< Health points increased by 200%. Influence of nearby plants increased defense.

   Wrecked trees and grasses transfer all their remaining energy. Defense increased by 12%.>



The Loa Sword and the assassin’s dagger clashed relentlessly in close distance.

At first, it seemed that the assassin’s incoming attack was going to land straight on him, but he barely deflected it.



“Dodge… Huh?”

In the eyes of his approaching comrades, he was just about to be assassinated, but in the next split second, he was already ready to defend himself.

Then, the assassin flung his arm. This time, five daggers flew toward Weed.

– Condemning Throw!

A secret technique in assassination!

It throws a poisoned dagger on the enemy.

‘I’ve heard about it. It is a fearful, lethal skill.’

One dagger could dish out 100,000 damage. That being said, about half was poison damage over time.

Assassins had minimal health points and lacked defensive skills as a tradeoff for the best burst damage.

Weed swung the Loa Sword, deflecting three daggers.

Defensive skills like Closing Eyes Shut had no meaning in this situation!

‘I need some distance.’

He took two daggers to the body while activating his dimensional gate glove, escaping from the attacker’s reach.

He distanced himself about 10 meters and earned enough time to catch his breath.

“Healing Touch!”

Weed only put his trust in reliable priests like Irene.

They were capable of healing health points or abnormal status right away.

– Dwarf. You are quite skilled in surviving.

Zultan slowly approached, slipping out from the veil of darkness.

One of the boss level enemies that guarded Kaybern’s lair now stood in front of him.

Weed whispered while keeping his eyes on Zultan.

“Are there any other enemies following us within a 2 km radius?”

– Swift Coldwind: I am sorry. It seems like he moved among the ashes as I did not spot him.

“Let bygones be bygones. What about the enemy?”

– Swift Coldwind: There are small groups of monsters in sight. No other significant movements spotted.

“What about Kaybern?”

– Swift Coldwind: It is heading to the dwarf village in the west.

He was able to deduce quickly.

‘Assassins do have tracking skills. He must have followed my tracks by chance.’

Weed gave a glance to Pale and Seasoned Crab.

– Pale: Understood.
– Seasoned Crab: Hu-hu-hu-hu.

The comrades and high-level users that were waiting at Tis Village slowly backed away and surrounded the area.

Seasoned Crab hid in the shadows.

Weed tapped the Loa Sword on his palm and spoke.

“Hey. Did you come alone?”

– I alone am enough to kill a lowly dwarf.

Zultan knew of Weed only as one of the countless dwarves that robbed Kaybern’s lair.

Oblivious he had chased down the bandits’ truly evil boss.

Weed let out a deep sigh.


– Are you afraid? Do not worry. Death is close.

It was common to lure out boss level monsters to their defeat.

The minions were taken care of in advance, or there was the other option of setting traps in a good location and playing the waiting game.

Weed didn’t like luring because it usually took too much time.

“I think this is what they mean when something falls into your lap. After such a splendid time at the dragon’s lair, more items are delivering themselves to me. I wonder just how much misfortune there will be after all this luck today.”

Pale, Python and the dwarven warriors assembled in Tis Village.

At least a hundred users had surrounded him.

A typical boss level monster would have fled, but Zultan greatly underestimated humans and dwarves.

Much like how Kaybern looked down on humans, his subordinates did the same.

“Let us begin right away.”

The instant Weed gave the order, Pale’s arrow fired from Zultan’s right.

“Let’s go!”

“Kill it!”

All the users charged at once.

Back at the lair it was an unfavorable battle and they were forced into a defensive stance.

However, if it was a boss monster that came all the way here all on its own, the glory was only for the first to kill!

– Weaklings! I will slaughter you all.

Zultan sprayed his daggers and dropped smoke as he engaged in battle.

“Harmonious Light!”

“Intensifying Flash!”

“Rolling Wind!”

Numerous magic spells cleansed the smoke.

The users stuck close so that cloaking couldn’t be used, followed by concentrated fire, ice and lightning magic attacks.

“Flash Storm!”


“Who used an area of effect magic skill?!”

“Calm down and focus on the fight.”

Zultan was overwhelmed by various magic spells each second.

Surprisingly, most magic spells were swallowed by the darkness, but some did come in direct contact.

He managed to kill ten dwarves, but as he was an assassin his health points were declining fast.

Weed grasped the Loa Sword and engaged in the biggest human contemplation.

‘Do I go for the last hit, or not?’

Finishing Zultan would grant him combat achievements.

‘Wouldn’t it be too obvious? I’m sure there are quite a number of groups that are jealous of me.’

Even if he were to be criticized by other people, it was a stupid thing to give up on such an opportunity.

‘Yeah, this is what it should be. I can deal with the guilt later.’


The force of the dwarves and the other users was elevating.

They too knew that Zultan’s end wasn’t too far.

‘Kill it.’

‘It’s mine.’

He took out a poisoned long sword and swung it in resistance, damaging nearby dwarves.

Even so, the users charged fearlessly to end Zultan’s life with their own hands.

Even mages and priests were preparing their most powerful spells.

‘This fight will end in a split second.’

They didn’t have time to check Zultan’s remaining health points. They left it all on instincts and just bombarded their skills.

It was when all the users were waiting for Zultan’s demise.

A shadow elongated from behind Zultan and pounced.

– Executioner’s Blade!

It was an assassin skill that executed a target instantly if its health points had fallen below 5%.

Seasoned Crab had made his appearance.

“Oh, no way!”

“This cannot be!”

The dwarven users screamed.

“Ah heck, merciless axes!”

“Doom Smash!”


Each user landed the most powerful skill on Zultan.

Kaybern could stand its ground thanks to its high resistance and health points, but assassin Zultan did not have the luxury of having such stats.


< Assassin Zultan of Ulta Mountain Pass, the overseer of death has entered eternal rest… >


Weed passed through multiple dimensional gates the moment Seasoned Crab appeared.

Users were blocking either the entrance or the exit, so he took a few detours, and in the last moment, he debated using Instant Sculptural Technique.

‘I don’t have much temporal energy left, and I have to reserve it for Kaybern…’

He was just 3 meters away when Zultan met his end!

Even as Zultan’s body was fading away with the darkness, melee attacks, as well as magic spells, shamanic chants, arrows and other attacks, were landing – a moment too late.

The interest of the users was not about winning against Zultan.

“What, who got it?!”

“Who is it?”

The users searched their surroundings. They suspected one another, trying to confirm who took Zultan’s loot.

Seasoned Crab stealthily picked up the item dropped by Zultan.

“So, SeasonedCrab-nim got it in the end?”

“Assassin SeasonedCrab. SeasonedCrab-nim got the loot.”

“Such a turd.”

“We did all the work, and SeasonedCrab-nim took the last hit.”

Seasoned Crab became subject to the grudge of all the users!

Seasoned Crab felt this was unfair and he also had a say against this matter.

He was the one who contested Zultan back in the dragon’s lair to begin with.

Assassins with lethal attack damage aiming for surprise attacks and the cutthroat finish was by the books.

Funny enough, the finishing attack led to the hate of all users at the location.

Though achievement points were split up based on the contribution in combat, it was incomparable to the finisher.

Weed sheathed the Loa Sword and spoke as he passed by.

“A man cannot live like that if he has a conscience.”


“I know how to strike last too, but I didn’t.”



The dwarven users of Thor were expecting to welcome a massive change.

First of all, a large forest fire lit between Ulta and Sygorn Mountain Pass, followed by the invasion of monsters led by Kaybern.

“Just what are we going through because of Weed’s robbery?”

“Exactly. My house, my blacksmith shop, everything is gone.”

“What about our homeland? I lived there for four years…”

Kaybern set the dwarves as the target for revenge.

On the day of the robbery alone, he destroyed five dwarven cities and demanded tremendous offerings.

The usual offerings paid by the dwarves increased tenfold!

“What are we supposed to do…? This is just telling us to die.”

The dwarves hated Weed so much that they wanted to kill him.

On the Royal Road discussion board of each race, there was a relay of criticism and complaints about Weed but the impact didn’t spread any further.

The dwarven race quest!

The robbery of the dragon lair was also a release of the old dwarven grudge.

Of course, the quest itself said to steal the Brazier of Sacrifice, not loot as many treasure as possible…

– Kaybern is a seriously evil dragon. Any dwarven user is aware of it. A quest to slay that dragon will arise at any moment.
– Would now be the time? Judging by its pure strength, it just seems impossible.
– He’s carrying out the Wish of the Dwarf, the racial quest and it’s bound to cause some unintended damage. If you’re a dwarf, you have to endure it.
– Did you lose your house? I lost my house that I worked over a year to get.
– I agree. Weed has caused too much damage for us dwarves.
– I sincerely hope that he succeeds in the quest and slays Kaybern. This time around, the humans became the target, but it was us dwarves that suffered for a really long time. Now I just wish that we won’t be bullied anymore.

The Arpen Empire quickly released a statement.

Weed wasn’t in the least interested but Seoyoon created a relief program for the victims.

– I sincerely apologize for the damages. Those of you who lost homes and blacksmith shops in Thor may migrate to the Arpen Empire. Better homes and blacksmith shops will be built for free. For a smooth settlement, we will provide iron ores and various materials for no profit for three months.

The dwarves lost their establishments, but the Arpen Empire offered sincere assistance.

Until now, damages that arose due to quests in Royal Road were never compensated.

Users were trampled upon under the principle of power as prestigious guilds kept killing and stealing.

In comparison, the Arpen Empire stepping up to provide compensation for damages from the race quest remedied the complaints from the dwarves.

(To be continued…)


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V55C6P3 – The Great Escape

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A massive forest fire spanning across several dozen kilometers was a spectacle for the users watching from over the ridge.

“What do we do about Weed-nim?”

“Shouldn’t we go and rescue him?”

Irene and Surka waited at Tis village located at the entrance of Ulta Mountain Pass.

This small pioneer village with dwarves, humans and elves living in harmony received much attention from Royal Road followers.

Will Weed make it back alive?

Ulta Mountain Pass had already turned into a huge smelting furnace.

The sky was blanketed with black smoke as if a volcano had erupted.

Pale who fled to safety spoke meekly; he knew that he could not escape from such a precarious situation. 

“If he can return from that, I can’t think of him as a human being…”

SeasonedCrab caught on.

“It’s possible if it’s Weed-nim.”

Though the time they spent together wasn’t long, he knew of his tenacity resembling a cockroach!

The four dwarven users died long beforehand.

Back in those moments, there was still a bit of visibility and the situation could be observed via the broadcast screens.

The forest fire was approaching at a fierce rate with the wind.

Tree branches succumbed to the flames one after another and the fire which swallowed everything in its path evoked a primal fear in all who saw it

The fallen leaves also burst into searing flame as the world itself seemed to collapse into a fiery hellscape.

The tides of the fire pushed in. It was impossible to escape the fire that crawled in from all directions.

The hosts of KMC media’s live broadcast were devastated.

– That is truly a terrible forest fire. Hyemin-ssi, do you think that Weed-nim has prepared for death? I believe that he chose death in order to hide the Brazier of Sacrifice instead of being discovered by the harpies.

– I don’t think so. Weed-nim is someone who will find a way to live even when death seems inevitable. 

– Since you spent time up close to him, I’m sure you know him better than I do. Then, what would be his decision at this point?

– It is hard to determine. He declined the uncertain rescue attempt from the avians. I am unsure if he could lose the harpies, but I believe he turned them down because they could attract Kaybern’s attention.

The other female host Dana Lee asked.

– Transformation! Couldn’t he just shapeshift into a fire spirit or something?

– I’m not sure if you can transform into elemental spirits. Even if he were to become one, his physical strength would weaken, thus making it difficult to maneuver the wagon. So,I dont think that’s a possibility.

– Oh. Then, how about just getting out of there first? He could bury the Brazier of Sacrifice and flee to safety. If it’s Weed-nim alone, it won’t be too hard to escape.

Dana Lee’s thoughts caused a surge of comments in the broadcast discussion boards and chat.

– She’s right, that’s it.
– That’s an amazing idea!
– But isn’t it too late now? How can he escape when he’s already surrounded?
– Live, Weed. You must live.
– He’s already as good as dead. Just give in to the flames!
– It seems like Hermes Guild is still alive.

Hyemin Shin considered her idea as plausible but soon shook her head on the contrary.

– Weed-nim will never turn to that idea.
– Pardon? Was there a flaw in my reasoning? It’s the Brazier of Sacrifice, so it won’t melt even if he leaves it in the forest fire.
– It’s not about the damage or the chance of success. Weed-nim is not the type of person who could leave a precious treasure buried in the ground.
– Oh… He is so careful? I mean, it is the treasure of the dwarf race and an item that will serve a vital purpose in defeating Kaybern.
– It is different from that. How should I put this? He trusts no one in this world…  

It was Weed’s anxiety complex!

He didn’t know what would happen to such unique treasures once they left his hands, so he could not leave them be.

On the other hand, it left the hosts puzzled.

Weed’s footage was continuing to air even after the dwarf users lost their lives.

However, the forest fire swept everything and only red flames were visible on the screen.

– It doesn’t make sense that he would be alive in that fire. Every second he would be receiving an insane amount of damage to his health points.
– Logically speaking, that is more than justified. But since it is Weed-nim, he won’t die that easily. I believe he can endure.

Soon enough, intel was delivered to Shin Hyemin.

– I received word that Weed-nim is perfectly fine.
– In that fire?
– Yes, he seems to be searing his body. He’s enjoying it so much that he doesn’t want to leave.

It was hard to believe, but Weed was alive and well even in a forest fire.

 – Ah! The Sun Warrior. Fire damage is reduced significantly from that job class. He has fire affinity.
– Perhaps the Blessing of Goddess Hestia was bestowed on him. Weed-nim has accumulated so many contribution points for her!

Oh Joowan and Dana Lee made several assumptions based on their experience on a number of programs about Royal Road. Hyemin Shin thought the same at first, but the information delivered by Pale was different.

– There are many reasons for his high fire resistance, but the most influential is because of Bard Ray.




Even after the dwarves perished in flames, Weed pushed the wagon and walked silently. The forest fire was somewhat bearable.


< You have taken 34 fire damage. >

< You have taken 11 fire damage. >

< You have taken 63 fire damage. >


The losses were minimal considering the scale of the hellfire covering Ulta Mountain Pass!

‘Indeed, equipment specs.’

He had various equipment and high resistance. To top it off, the property from the Goblet of Flames that he obtained through Bard Ray took effect.


< User takes minimal fire damage. >


Fire-type monsters were actually quite common. However, they posed a challenge and caused users to avoid dungeons that contained too many fire monsters.

It was the same reason that the dwarves possessed low resistance against fire.

‘I guess I should be thanking Bard Ray.’

Weed thought the Goblet of Flames was such a commendable item.

‘Next time I fight Bard Ray I’ll get my hands on great items again. Seriously, the Hermes Guild isn’t all that bad.’

After the wagon burned away, he pushed the brazier forward.

The tree roots that gnotted the ground and had posed as obstacles disappeared in the fire and a path formed through their ashes.

– Swift Coldwind: I am patrolling the outskirts. The harpies are receding from the fire. The skies of where you are located is now safe, Weed-nim.

They had clearance in the sky once again!

Weed was slowly moving away from Kaybern’s lair. It was the moment when his safe escape seemed certain.


< The seal on the Goblet of Flames is weakening.

Progress 1%

Progress 2%

Progress 3%>



Weed brought up the information tab.


< Goblet of Flames: Durability 30/30.

A goblet instilled with the essence of fire. The stories tell that humans collected the flowing lava deep underground, and it contains a fire that has burned for over a million years.

A vessel of legend.

Drawing the power of the goblet may defeat any kind of darkness.

Requirements: None.

Property: All stats increased by 53 by possession.

– Maximum health points and mana increased by 70,000.

– Power of all fire attribute skills enhanced by 200%.

– Effects of combat skills +35%.

– Takes minimal fire damage.

– Able to use ‘Repression of the Goblet’ once every ten days.

Unique: A legend is sealed within.

  7 unidentified properties are dormant.

Repression of the Goblet:  Summons a river of lava or a volcanic eruption and wipes out the enemy. >


An item that concealed a legend.

It was an incredible item even in its current form, and the wrap hasn’t even been taken off yet.

‘So the forest fire… A great presence of fire was breaking the seal.’

Weed reminded himself that he must keep this brazier in his possession.

Alongside the Loa sword, it may prove to be the best of the items in his possession.

He obtained useful weapons and equipment from the dragon’s lair, but items that provided stats just by possession were rare to come by.

It was the treasure of treasures, originally owned by Bard Ray who had seized control of the Central Continent as the leader of the Hermes Guild that unofficially dominated Royal Road!

‘Drawing out power from unlocking the sealed legend in an item of such class? With additional properties… No one could afford this with any amount of money.’

It would become an item impossible to trade with someone else.

There were trinkets or special ornaments that boosted strength, agility or health points.

They were occasionally found in auctions, but none could compare to the Goblet of Flames.

‘In order to break the seal, it had to be put in flames.’

Weed thought it was rather a simple solution for a concealed mystery.

Though in reality, there weren’t many fires with such intensity.

The forest fire of Ulta Mountain Pass was still spreading with the winds.

Enormous trees that probably lived for hundreds of years collapsed in the flames.


< The seal on the Goblet of Flames is weakening.

Progress 33%>


Unfortunately, the trees nearby burned down entirely before the seal had broken.

‘Should I wait inside the forest fire until the seal breaks first?’

Weed contemplated for a moment, but he decided to continue his way out of Ulta Mountain Pass due to the dragon’s presence.

A moment later…


“This way.”

He saw comrades that just couldn’t wait idly at Tis Village climbing up.

Pale, Irene and Surka…

Starting with old comrades, he also saw Seasoned Crab and Python who escaped from the lair.

– Swift Coldwind: Kaybern has risen to the sky once again. Its target of wrath seems to be a dwarven village in the west.

Kaybern too went off in another direction.

“It’s over now…”

He was reassured that the robbery ended successfully.


The instant he heard something flying through the air, his body reacted instinctively.


He lowered his stance, drew the Loa sword and turned his eyes to the sound.

A dark, blurred figure was approaching fast in the blink of an eye.

The distance was no more than 3 meters.

‘Executioner’s Assault. This is an assassin skill.’

It was an attack with pure 80,000 skill damage excluding variables like weapon or levels from the calculation.

If the dagger were to pierce through an unarmored area and land a critical strike, his 300,000 health points would disappear in a flash.


(To be continued…)


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