Two days later, nearly eighty Players gathered in front of the southern wall of the city. Like the veterans they were, there wasn’t much bustle. All they did was give their equipment a final inspection while they waited for the announcement. Some of the ones who knew each other were gathered in twos and threes, conversing with each other.

“Looks like there are some pretty strong people here.”

“Yeah, I see Elder Phantom Sword and One-Eyed Blood Spear.”

“I’m personally looking forward to seeing the Sword of Gangneung[1] in action.”

“Who’s that?”

“Me.”

The air of the expedition team was pretty good. The mere fact they had all gathered here already made them feel reassured. At the very least, there wasn’t anyone who would drag them down.

“But who do you think is going to be the expedition leader?”

“An expedition leader? Bullshit. We’re just doing a short survey. Everyone can just do their own thing.”

“I heard a rumor that the Guardian Knight is joining us, actually.”

“Ha In-Ho? Yeah, I admit that he’s really strong… But I don’t want to be a pawn for the Goblin Guild.”

The Players here were from different Guilds and parties, ranging from one to five from each group. Moreover, they were all egotistical and prideful of their skills. Of course, they naturally wouldn’t want to receive...