We ran to the battlefield. Other than the black magicians we took care of, there didn’t seem to be anyone else hiding in the shadows. Although we ran into some of the knights who were escaping the battlefield, they became startled and ran away without talking to us.

[You have obtained 80 gold.]

[You have obtained 72 gold.]

My father mumbled to himself, “Mm, I really like the floors where zombies appear. There are more monsters than usual. Maybe I should grind a bit more on the 25th floor…”

While shouting things like ‘Yua’s education insurance…’ or ‘residential home loans…’ my father sliced the zombies apart. It looked like he was planning on buying a building in Gangnam[1].

In any case, I also joined in. Even if there were 100,000 zombies, we were killing about 3 every second, which meant that 360 zombies were disappearing every minute. I didn’t exactly want to calculate how long it would take to kill all 100,000 zombies, but I assumed it would take about 5 hours.

“Guooo.”

“Guo what!?” I taunted.

“Guooo!”

“Like I said, guo what!?” I taunted again.

My father asked, “Son, is your head okay?”

“This is just my habit. I can’t do much about it after all these years!”

I responded to each zombie as I crushed their heads. The two of us were a spearman duo who drew a future of their hopes and dreams as they slaughtered their way forward. They were terrifying even in my eyes. Then,...