Chapter 2: Message (2)

Chapter 2: Message (2)

Following Lorias words, a notification window scrolled open before Kim Hyunwoos eyes.

Beast King

Absolute Darkness

Crimson Dragon

Hero King

Spectrum Witch

Olunga's Descendant

..

.

Whats this?

Responding to Kim Hyunwoos puzzled voice, Loria answered.

[This is a list of heroes who left after you departed, naturally leading to the decline of the territory. You can flip through the pages by touch, so it might be good to check]

Following her words, Kim Hyunwoo quietly flipped through the pages of the notification window.

The names of numerous heroes appeared as he swiped with his finger.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only

Naturally, among them were the names of heroes who had left soon after being drawn from the gacha because Kim Hyunwoo did not nurture them, as well as those he frequently used.

And then.

The names of the five individuals who could be considered Lartanias greatest strength, whom Kim Hyunwoo had nurtured by spending a tremendous amount of money, were also there.

[You can send a message to one of them]

Only one?

[Yes, only one. You cannot send it to everyone]

Thats stingy as hell.

Loria did not respond.

What should I do?

Kim Hyunwoo thought, stroking his chin.

In his current situation, the only heroes Kim Hyunwoo could feasibly call upon were naturally one of the individuals from The Round Table, whom he had raised with tremendous spending and affection ten years ago.

Bringing back just one of them could neatly solve the Labyrinth Break situation Kim Hyun-woo was currently facing.

However, the reason Kim Hyunwoos mouth did not easily open, despite knowing this, was because this was not a guaranteed right to definitively bring heroes back, but merely a message.

In other words, even if he sent a message, the hero might not return.

The message system itself was designed to make heroes reappear at a certain probability within the game, wasnt it? Well, this isnt a game, so its not about probability, but that makes it even more crucial.

Kim Hyunwoo thought coolly.

About which one of the heroes, who are likely to have lost all affection by now, that sending a message to would yield the highest probability of success.

And after some time had passed.

Can I send a message to the Beast King?

Kim Hyunwoo made his decision.

[As you said, I will proceed to send the message]

Following Lorias words, Kim Hyunwoo made a puzzled expression and asked in confusion.

Wait, message? Dont I need to write something?

[No. The function of the message is merely to notify the hero that the Lord has returned; it cannot contain any text]

This is really dizzying.

Kim Hyunwoo, about to curse without realizing it, then smacked his forehead again and sighed.

It would be quite troublesome if I cant send the message.

Kim Hyunwoo had raised the Round Tables 5-star characters, who could be considered Lartanias greatest strength, from when they were 1-star.

The orange dot, far away, that Kim Hyunwoo pointed out, would have sparked only minimal curiosity, even if found during his time playing the game, and he wouldnt have paid much attention to it.

The reason he suddenly became interested in that dot was because it was the first time he had seen an orange dot.

[Since I also awakened when you, my Lord, did, this is my first time seeing an orange dot as well, but upon examining the map system, it seems that the orange dot is likely a Boss zone]

Following Lorias words, Kim Hyunwoo asked again.

A Boss zone?

[Yes, if you send soldiers to defeat it, you could gain a considerable wealth. For your information, the name is-]

Loria paused as if looking at something, then continued.

[-It seems to be called 'Red Eye' by the surrounding territories and kingdoms]



Beastfolk are inherently a martial race.

They enjoy struggle and fighting, taking pleasure in battling beings stronger than themselves, truly a race that could be called living weapons.

Thus, territories or communities where beastfolk gather never have a quiet day, thanks to their inclination to turn fighting into a form of play.

Beastfolk love to fight at any opportunity and do not hesitate to confront those in higher positions.

Anyway, such traits of the beastfolk naturally apply to the community solely comprised of them, Red Eye, which is always noisy due to its nature.

Gerta, a beastfolk who had recently joined this community, could not understand the situation.

It was quiet.

By now, it wouldnt have been unusual for a fight or a drinking bout to break out in Red Eyes territory, but it had been silent for four days already.

Thus, it was already the fourth day of silence in Red Eye.

Being perceptive and good at fighting, even among beastfolk, and treated quite cleverly by one of the Four Kings, he could not contain his curiosity about the unending silence and asked.

Why has everyone been silent and not fighting like scared dogs since four days ago?

Gertas question came out with the rough tone typical of beastfolk, perhaps due to not having satisfied their urge to fight for four days.

In response, Giral, a member of the Langin tribe and one of the Four Kings of Red Eye, who had been maintaining silence like the other beastfolk, simply said,

Because we dont want to die.

What? What do you mean?

Gerta made a puzzled expression.

Thats all, Gerta. Its the period set by our Leader, so remain silent. If you dont, youll die.

The Leader?

Yes.

Regardless of Gertas expression, Giral closed his mouth after that statement, indicating the end of the discussion.

Gerta then turned his gaze towards the top of the mountain.

The Leader, unlike the beastfolk who were always fighting and drinking, had never come down from the mountain peak, a sight Gerta had rarely seen.

Thus, Gerta, who had never had much interaction with her, had a somewhat diminished respect for her as a Leader.

Understood.

Gerta decided to comply with Girals words and remained silent.

Of course, he had only seen the Leader a few times.

Yet, the reason Gerta kept his mouth shut without any objection was the power of her, who he had only seen a few times.

He had experienced a fear beyond shivering firsthand with his own eyes.

When she launched herself, dozens of soldiers exploded away.

When she swung her arm once, massive monsters were sliced as easily as cutting tofu.

Because he had seen with his own eyes how beastfolk who arrogantly gathered numbers to challenge her for the leadership were turned into mush with just a single gesture from her.

Gerta remained silent, looking at the top of the mountain where the Leader, revered by the beastfolk, resided.



At the center of that mountains peak.

She, with her slightly swollen, weary eyes forcibly closed, buried in her white tail

Thump-

?

Received a letter that fell from the sky.