There were six guilds on Earth that everyone recognized as the best, and they had six Guild Masters. Those Guild Masters were called the Six Masters: Son Chae-Won of the Silent Moon Guild, Shin Sung-Hyun of the Goblin Guild, Christin Lewis of the Silver Constellation Guild, Shoot of the Labyrinth Guild, Tenmei Yugo of the Sky Soul Guild, and Milphage of the Hallem Guild. What they had done was unprecedented. They usually never took a step off the 2nd floor, but one day, they all went to the 1st floor. They all visited Korea, even though only two of them had any connection with the country.

"Is this Specter’s country? It's my first time coming here in person.”

Milphage, the Mercenary King, said as he entered the conference room of the Korean Player Association. There were already five guests sitting on chairs in the conference room, but he received no reply.

"Tch, you guys are boring. You only live once, so you should have fun."

Shaking his head, he munched on the snacks and sandwiches in the room.

"Is there no meat here? It doesn't taste very good."

"You animal. If you don't have the will or the ability to be formal, just sit quietly."

Pause. 

Milphage's huge hand, which had been constantly taking food into his mouth, stopped in the air. Turning his head quietly, he looked at the old man wearing a yukata with a surprised look.

"Hey, I heard there's a culture of respect...