—Hey, hold up. Gramps Marcus is one of the top ten champions, so you all are teleported to the twelfth floor, he’ll lose it as soon as he sees you and attack. How are you going to deal with that? the Guardian asked as the light around me became brighter.0

Don’t worry. It’s fine. The worst thing that can happen is I die. 1

—Kim Zombie, you… The Guardian’s eyebrows twitched, which was a sign that he was about to start nagging.0

Oops.0

I’m saying that it’s fine because I have a plan, I quickly added. I’m Kim Gong-Ja. The Sword Emperor-certified weasel! Trust me on this.0

—You really have a plan?0

Of course! It’s concrete. I’ll show you soon.3

—Ahem. The Guardian crossed his arms, unsure of my answer.0

Whether he liked it or not, it was already too late. The teleportation of the top ten champions had already begun, and I had no way of escaping this light. I had to face the Sword Star and deal with whatever future was waiting for me. I closed my eyes.0

[The teleportation has been completed.]0

When I opened my eyes again, I was already on the twelfth floor. It was completely different from the eleventh floor. While the eleventh floor was the intense,...0