“Are you Alley Leader?”

A man came forward from the group filling up Kunta Plateau. The man was dressed more prominently than the others. He was a white knight wearing white armor and holding a white sword. It was Marco, who was the guild master of the Mano Guild and ranked 22nd in the arena rankings.

“Who are you, speaking so informally as soon as we meet? It makes me feel quite bad?” Hyeonu said bluntly to Marco.

Marco shook his head at Hyeonu’s words and didn’t answer the question. ‘It doesn’t matter if it is right or not.’

“You aren’t Alley Leader? Are you a fake?”

“A fake... Go and check A-World. I’m the real one.”

“Really? Then it’s fine.” Marco gestured to the people around him. Then the Mano Guild members spread out and surrounded Marco and Hyeonu.

“What is this? Can you explain it?” Hyeonu questioned Marco like he knew nothing.

“A few days ago, you took care of a few of my kids. I’m their leader, so I have to pay you back. I can’t live while owing debts to people.” Marco aimed an ugly expression at Hyeonu. It was a powerful display of killing...