Reporters swarming in.
"It really was a hair's breadth difference. Congratulations on the first clear!"
"You've obtained the first clear title that no one expected, how do you feel?"
"If there was anything different about this rift from usual?"
Berserker's guild master.
Leonie answered briefly.
"No comment."
At her answer, the reporters flinched.
"...Pardon? Wha, what do you mean by that?"
That answer was not just kicking away the fortune that rolled in, but hitting it with a baseball bat and sending it over the fence!
The level of attention focused on this new rift was truly tremendous.
With Leonie 's single word, Berserker Guild's stock price.
Her homeland, Germany's prestige would also fluctuate.
"Don't you understand English? I said I have nothing to say."
And yet no comment.
Moreover, her expression was unusual.
With her brow furrowed, she looked like an angry Pomeranian.
When Leonie came out like that, the reporters had no choice but to back off.
It seemed they should get other interviews.
"Sis, I understand how you feel, but..."
"It really sucks."
"Boss, still, if you had just spoken nicely..."
"Ugh, damn it!!"
Leonie crying out at her guild members' words!
She wasn't pleased with the current situation.
Because the new rift first clear title wasn't obtained by Berserker's ability alone.
Thinking about it again, she really couldn't understand.
Leonie asked the guild member following behind.
"That guy, he didn't have any accessories or anything, right?"
"Right. If he wore earrings or rings with that suit, it would have stood out?"
"Crazy, but how can he be fine?"
The reason Berserker could take the first clear?
It was all because of that man.
Because the unidentified man whose class couldn't even be determined drew all the aggro from the demon race!
What kind of creatures were the demon race?
They were guys who constantly inflicted status ailments at every opportunity.
"How did he endure that without equipment bonuses, really."
Hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, illusions, etc...
Without priests' buffs or equipment that raised mental strength, you'd quickly fall into status ailments.
But the man was fine even with aggro drawn from hundreds of demons without such things.
"...Damn, anyway everyone, I'm sorry. I was too much of an idiot."
Leonie apologized to her guild members.
If that man hadn't drawn the aggro.
By now, the guild would have had quite a few casualties.
Because of the charge order she had given.
"Sis, we're berserkers. We're crazy bitches."
"Even if we die, on the battlefield. That's our motto, isn't it?"
"Boss, don't put on a dignified act for nothing. It doesn't suit you."
Right, thanks to those words, she felt energized.
Leonie , who had been blaming herself, came back to her senses.
"...But, where did he go?"
"As soon as we came out, he talked with the reporters and just left?"
"...Huh? He just left?"
This was really unexpected.
Leonie naturally thought the man would act arrogant in front of the reporters.
Because wasn't he the man who wore a suit and dress shoes even during battle?
With such a concept, she naturally thought he wouldn't turn away the pouring attention.
'Besides, he was active...'
No comment.
Leonie 's silence about the first clear was also because of the man.
In fact, if not for the man, they would still be fighting desperately inside the rift.
She had conscientiously yielded the spotlight to the man.
"...But he just left?"
While the question grew.
One guild member raised her finger.
"Oh, there. He said something to those people and left."
There were reporters with drooping shoulders.
"Haa. I'm really dead to my senior."
A camera director who only sighed deeply.
Tap tap─
Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder.
"?"
He turned his head and was startled.
What, is she a goddess... No, it's Leonie ?!
Earlier she definitely said she wouldn't do interviews?
'I don't know what happened but... Good, at least I'll get a Leonie interview. Exclusive interview! Instead of getting broken, I might even get praised.'
But it was the camera director's side that got interviewed.
Leonie asked in English.
"Nationality."
"Pardon? M, me?"
Nod─
"R, Republic of Korea VBC News Department's Yoon Jong-min."
...No, should I say Jong-min Yoon?
Yoon Jong-min answered in stumbling English.
At times like this, he envied players.
Communication between players was free. Since Arcana's character was overlaid, it was natural to possess Arcana's translation ability as well.
'I'll have to somehow interview in English?'
It was when Yoon Jong-min was agonizing.
Wasn't Leonie turning around trying to leave?
Yoon Jong-min was desperate.
If I lose Leonie like this too, I'm really dead.
He rolled his tongue with all his might and spoke to Leonie .
"Somehow please give us a word! Please!"
Did that desperation reach her?
Leonie turned her head and replied.
"It seems Gaon isn't the only one in Korea."
"...Pardon? What do you mean by that?"
Leonie shrugged her shoulders.
The conquest of Count Askura had only just begun.
'I don't want to get on that suit's bad side.'
There must be a reason for not doing interviews.
If she spoke wrongly and created a rift, it would be big trouble.
...The nuance is a bit off when I say it like this?
'No. I mean, it's not that I want to be close.'
That monster.
It meant she couldn't handle it if she made him an enemy.
So Leonie saved her words.
"No comment."
****
Gaon's base camp.
Steaming─
Heat rising from cup noodles.
[It seems Gaon isn't the only one in Korea.]
Tae-min, Cheol-min.
The Nam brothers were watching Leonie 's interview.
"What, her? Is she mocking someone?"
Nam Tae-min was extremely annoyed.
Because it really was a hair's breadth difference.
Nam Cheol-min's joining, based on his analysis, Gaon cleared the rift at fast speed.
Unlike Shining, there was no incident of guild members falling into status ailments.
So they really thought it was worth competing for the first clear.
But.
"After taking first clear, what is she saying? Really?"
Berserker Guild out of nowhere.
He wanted to hear their secret at least.
So he watched the interview but...
"Gaon isn't the only one in Korea..."
"She only said that. She didn't even seem happy."
"There must really be something."
The relatively quick-witted older brother, Nam Cheol-min, continued.
"It seems she met a Korean player in the rift."
"...What? Who is that? Could it be the Shinhwa guys?"
World rank 5, Gaon.
World rank 41, Shinhwa.
The gap between them, Korea's 1st and 2nd place guilds, was clearly widened.
Really, if she meant Shinhwa, his head would get complicated.
Nam Cheol-min shook his head.
"No, Shinhwa side is still conquering the rift. They went in late. Because they were dragging along players recruited as mercenaries."
"Really? That's a relief... No! Who is she talking about, really?"
"That's what I'm saying. I don't know."
Certainly the nuance was that she met a Korean player inside the rift...
But no comment on the important story.
But that was just Berserker, Leonie 's position.
Nam Cheol-min picked up a chopstick of cup noodles.
"They received this kind of attention. Can they just stay still?"
"Right. Their mouth will be so itchy they can't stand it."
"What we need to do is simple. When that player reveals their identity. We offer good conditions and bring them over. I think they have sufficient investment value."
Berserker Guild that obtained the new rift first clear.
A Korean player acknowledged by that guild master.
Nam Tae-min added a word.
"Plus, to make them mention Gaon?"
Whether individual or guild.
It was certainly best to pull them in as allies.
The brothers matched their intentions like that and moved their chopsticks.
Slurp─
"Wow. But still, it was scary cold. Hyung."
"What about me who's just sitting outside? I thought I'd freeze to death."
"No, it was the first time during conquest that I wanted to go home because it was cold! Actually, even now, I desperately want to take a portal to Korea, you know?"
****
...I couldn't endure the cold.
"Move aside."
As I told the reporters.
"The limit of patience."
I really couldn't endure anymore.
From Russia to Seoul, to the Mage's Tower.
As soon as I came out of the portal, I headed home.
'It's not for nothing that Seoul land prices are expensive.'
Total time taken was just over 20 minutes.
I lived because of the Magic Tower, really.
I couldn't warm up at the base camp like other players. If I had suffered in that cold even a little more, my toes might have gotten frostbite.
Whoosh─
After showering with warm water, my frozen body relaxed.
I wanted to immediately lie down in bed.
But only if my body would listen.
I opened the refrigerator, prepared ingredients, and set up a meal.
No matter how tired, muscle loss cannot be tolerated.
Anyway, after finishing the meal, I finally came to my senses.
...It was dangerous.
The outskirts of the territory.
I realized my shortcomings in that rift.
It was good to hunt monsters with efficient 『Magic』.
But even if the efficiency was excellent, there was a limit to mana amount.
'The mana regeneration rate was ridiculously low.'
It was natural.
The class with nothing excellent, demon hunter.
Of course there was no skill related to mana regeneration.
I also didn't have such equipment.
In the end, my mana ran out during battle.
'It would have been a big problem if there weren't other players.'
If I knew who they were, I would have thanked them.
A player returning after 12 years couldn't recognize other players.
Still, I felt once again that the world is still worth living in.
Thanks to that, my level too,
[Name: Grandfell Claude Arpheus Romeo]
[Class: Demon Hunter]
[Level: 86]
[Attributes]
Strength: 25 / Agility: 30 / Mana: 31 / Luck: 2
[Available Points: 6]
'I can't equip it right away but.'
I also acquired new loot.
[Sloppily Forged Sabre]
[Grade: Magic]
[Restriction: Lv.180]
[Effect: None]
[Description: It was quite a fine weapon, but thanks to being sloppily forged, its edge became dull instead.]
However, there was no change to my lack of ability.
However, there was also no reflection.
『Grandfell did not possess the emotion called humility. He proved underestimation and made overestimation into reality.』
Right, to protect that high pride.
A pitiful fellow who had no choice but to suffer of his own accord.
That was me.
I checked the quest window.
[Class Quest: Prelude to Counterattack]
Last demon hunter.
Let the demons know the time for counterattack has come.
─Eliminate demons. (Success)
─Train your weakened body. (Repeat) ▼
─Hunt vampires. (In Progress) ▲
●Let them know the hunt has begun. (Success)
●Make them feel the terror of being hunted. (In Progress)
Make them feel the terror of being hunted.
That objective was still in progress.
Count Askura.
It meant my achievements were insufficient for that creature to feel fear.
I could fully accept it as I realized my shortcomings.
So...
My gaze turned to the repeat quest.
─Train your weakened body. (Repeat) ▲
●20KM run (In Progress)
●Push-ups 1,000 times (In Progress)
●Pull-ups 500 times (In Progress)
●Burpee test 300 times (In Progress)
I should roll.
Moreover, now that the conquest of Count Askura's rift had begun.
I had no time to spare.
So I needed to do both in parallel.
Parallel use of body and brain.
A suitable research subject for that,
I witnessed with my own eyes today.
Players wielding weapons among the bandits.
Among them, the most noticeable was.
Indeed, the player who held swords in both hands.
I moved my body while recalling her movements.
『Granfell's talent was not limited to one thing.』
"However, no matter how urgent, cleaning up comes first."
Clatter─
...First, let me finish the dishes before starting.
****
The next day.
I couldn't help but be grateful for my fastidious personality.
The urgent voice of the anchor flowing from the speaker.
-This is breaking news just in. The collapse rate of the new rifts created in Russia…!
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