Rustle— Rustle— I walked through a messy path. The abundant weeds tickled my knees and the rocks everywhere stuck to my feet like magnets. Countless leaves fell every time the wind blew and the sun blazed down on everything.

No one would ever hike this steep Yaksi Mountain in North Hamgyeong Province. It truly embodied nature’s ruggedness and stood an astounding 2650 meters due to the Great Change in the past. Many herbs famously grew here because of the high magic power density.

I thought about heading to the Alps, but didn’t have a passport. I decided to come here until I received a new one. Well, as long as this mountain’s owner didn’t discover me.

Yaksi Mountain belonged to Chae Joochul. Naturally, I infiltrated this place. Perhaps a part of me also hoped to be discovered.

However, today marked the seventh day since I lived on this mountain. No one discovered me yet. Not even patrols, which private properties often had. I wondered why and looked it up on my smartwatch. The biggest reason turned out to be the war against the devils. Apparently, Chae Joochul had mostly abandoned this mountain.

I happily roamed around and looked for all sorts of herbs. I climbed a steep precipice to harvest a lion leaf on a cliff’s edge. I crossed a habitat full of wild beasts to search for a creon. I also fought monsters to protect a memory apricot I managed to obtain with great difficulty. It all felt physically...