“That’s it for today’s meeting.”

Phi Sora, who was sitting cross-legged at the desk, loosened her arms.

“I’m sure that by now everyone, including myself, knows that High Ranker skills aren’t easy to wield.”

A total of four people were listening to Phi Sora. All of them were members of the first team placed under her command, discussing their future course of action in a private conference room.

“I contacted Grandpa yesterday. He told me he’s planning to leave Haramark with Mister Yoo Yeolmu tonight, which means they’ll be here within six days at the latest. We’ll set out the day after they arrive, and they’ll accompany us on our trip.”

To the spirit energy-filled volcanic zone beyond Mount Peléeom.

Phi Sora first looked at Marcel Ghionea, who was nodding attentively and then turned her eyes to the girl with sunken eyes, yawning her head off.

“As I said before, I’m out~”

When their eyes met, Maria announced, smacking her lips.

“Because I’m a priest. Do you mind?”

“No, but will you be alright? I hear that place is where Lust Unni goes to pray.”

“Holy power isn’t a problem for me. It’s the offerings. Damn it, all the useful spells require high-quality offerings….”

“Don’t you have a lot of money? I know you’d rather bite your tongue off than spend it, but try to be a little flexible.”

“I actually don’t have a lot. I invested in virtual currency and lost all my fortune.”

Maria answered in a somber voice, and then suddenly frowned.

“And recently it’s become harder to secure offerings. I went to the auction house in Scheherazade the other day but came back empty-handed. Apparently an anonymous Earthling wiped the house clean. I wonder who that piece of shit is….”

Maria clenched her teeth, but what she just described wasn’t exactly a rare phenomenon in Paradise.

As one’s level went up, the supply of items suitable for that level decreased, and the price of equipment always ended up skyrocketing. This was a common occurrence for any class.

But competition was especially fierce among the pr...