By dusk, the excitement surrounding Ru Amuh’s rescue had settled down, and the camp slowly quieted down. Although Chi-Woo was the center of all their attention, he’d been lying in his tent all day while twirling ‘The World’s Milestone’ in his hand.

‘A milestone.’ A milestone usually referred to a sign on the side of a road that marked the distance from or to a particular place. It also referred to a significant developmental stage in a work or a goal.

When he rolled the die without thinking, he had gotten a message related to Ru Amuh’s rescue, which in turn pushed him to act. The important part, though, was that it had done nothing more than give him directions. Of course, its directions had been helpful, but all it did was provide him with a slight perk so that he could take the path the World wanted him to. It was still up to Chi-Woo if he was to listen to its guidance or not. If Chi-Woo hadn’t done anything or had given up in the end, Ru Amuh probably would’ve died, and Ru Hiana would’ve likely followed suit.

‘I get that.’ Chi-Woo shuffled through his memory. After rolling the die, he had gained a couple of pieces of information.

1. Holy power was consumed according to the number that he rolled.

2. The die roll ended up either a success...