The morning sky was clear and silent, but Haramark was buzzing with noise.

Jang Maldong had a worried look the entire morning, but unlike usual, he didn’t say much.

“Don’t underestimate your enemy no matter what.”

He advised Seol Jihu calmly and imposingly as always.

“Yes.”

“Work hard at training. Listen to Master well.”

Yi Sungjin bowed with his back straight. He was extremely nervous even though he wasn’t the one going out to war.

As for Yi Seol-Ah…

“Don’t look so mournful. It’s not like I’m going to my grave.”

She was pouting her lower lip and looking like she would cry if someone nudged her a little. Seeing this, Seol Jihu held back his embarrassment and remarked nonchalantly.

“Don’t worry. That place is like my home ground. Haven’t you heard of the legend of Arden Valley?”

Yi Seol-Ah forced herself to smile, but her nose quickly flushed red.

Not wanting to stay and film a soap opera, Seol Jihu quickly turned around. His comrades were waiting outside, so he had to leave quickly anyways.

“Good luck!”

Jang Maldong sent him off calmly.

“I’ll be back soon.”

Seol Jihu replied casually as if he was going to a neighborhood barbershop. And sure enough, the Yi siblings began to bawl their eyes out, and Seol Jihu escaped the building, leaving them behind.

The streets of Haramark could only be described as total chaos. Seol Jihu plowed through the crowd and headed to the castle gate.

Over a thousand Earthlings were setting off from Haramark, so it wasn’t that easy to find a carriage. Even with the Haramark Royal Family providing as many Horuses as possible, the competition for carriages was steep.

The group could always walk all the way to Arden Valley in the worst-case scenario, but Seol...