Kim Jin-Woo blinked several times as he stared at Krasto, wondering what on earth the mercenary meant.

Krasto looked back at him as he continued, “The 11th Floor is in the midst of a war.”

Kim Jin-Woo’s mind turned blank at the word ‘war’. He started biting his own lips before he even realized it. He said, “I’d like to hear more details.”

“It’s as I said. The 11th Floor isn’t a great place for an outsider to visit right now,” Krasto replied.

His statement didn’t make sense, however. Anatolius had even had to reach out to the 9th Floor in order to shake the 11th Floor up, knowing he alone was incapable of it. A war suddenly breaking out on the 11th Floor was incomprehensible.

“Weren’t the 11th Floor Counts busy sizing each other up?” Kim Jin-Woo asked.

Krasto seemed impressed that Kim Jin-Woo was informed to that extent, as he responded, “If it were just an ordinary war, none of the Counts would have been able to get their way easily. But the war ongoing on the 11th Floor right now is no ordinary war.”

“Then what could possibly motivate those passive, wary Counts to suddenly engage in an all-out war? Give me a straight answer, I’m starting to lose my patience.”

Krasto seemed to almost be...