'What kind of dimensional distortion is this...' The seemingly normal city had more than one or two dimensional distortions in between. They bent, broke, or connected to other locations. Matt and Dong-min were just walking along, but were still jumping all over the place. It was as if the space was contracting.

The system looked quite convenient, but there weren't any separate signboards or dimensional portals in place. If a being who did not comprehend the dimensional distortion were to enter the city, they would never be able to get out of the city, wandering around for eternity.

Swoooshh! The place they arrived after crossing over the distorted space was an odd building. It was twisted in a spiral-shape. Matt went inside without the slightest hesitation, and Dong-min followed suit. As they entered the building… Wiiiiingggg. Along with a mechanical sound, the sleeping building which was the Dragon Lair began to move.

You're back, Master! Crimson Devil-nim has delivered 17 messages! 1 message has been delivered from the Senate!

"Agh, why is that ahjumma[1] making such a fuss again? Ah, and I've already checked the Senate's message."

Don't say it through words and just synchronize with me please... What era are we in nowadays? Do I still have to report every single thing to you in such a manner?

"Ahhhh, shut up. I'm already annoyed with the Integrated Tactical System."...