Kang Chul-In headed straight towards the Galaxy Corporation after heading out of the Labyrinthos dungeon and had headed to save Kwak-Jung after hearing what had happened.

“Kuhuk…”

Kwak-Jung sobbed.

“Milord, that damned bone bastard…”

“I know.”

Kang Chul-In nodded. 

“I know what you’re thinking.”

“Milord…”

“Sorry that I’m a little late.”

“No, sir.”

“Rest now. I’ll take care of it myself.”

“O-Okay. But…”

Kwak-Jung pointed at the object that Kang Chul-In was holding.

“W-What is that?”

“It’s the Holy Light Sword, Mitra.”

“...! Is that what you went to go get?”

“Yep.”

“But, the state of it… is it really an epic item?”

Kwak-Jung stared at Mitra, suspicious.

“That’s what I’m thinking too.”

Kang Chul-In shook his head, with his eyes closed.

And just as Kwak-Jung had said, Mitra looked extremely weak.

Mitra was originally a sword that didn’t have a blade to it.

Which meant that the blade was replaced by light, making it similar to a ‘lightsaber’.

But currently, Mitra didn’t look anywhere close to the form it was supposed to be, and the light that was supposed to be strong was flickering, almost...