‘Friend?’ Yeon-woo was even more confused. Even though he’d been in the Tower for a while now, he could still count all the friends he had on one hand. This person considered himself a friend? ‘Could it be…Kahn or Doyle?’

The Fantasy Regiment, was a large clan that was counted among the emerging powers in the Tower, and many things were known about its members. However, nearly nothing was known about the First Squad, which commanded them all. 

All anyone heard was that some of the players in the First Squad had so much charisma that they managed to convince ten rankers to join them, and the rest of the players who followed these rankers made up the rank and file of the Fantasy Regiment.  

There were only guesses about the leader of the Fantasy Regiment. No one knew the truth. How could such a mysterious person know him? It had to be either Kahn or Doyle. Yeon-woo hadn’t found any information about them at all, no matter how he tried. He sometimes wondered if they had died or retired to their home worlds.

If they were still alive, there would be traces of them somewhere, but he couldn’t find anything at all. What if one of them was leading the Fantasy Regiment? ‘It’s not entirely impossible but could they really become that strong in such a short amount of time?’

The twelve clan leaders of the Fantasy...