Volume 54 Chapter 3 – All That Labor Work
The Northern region faced great danger due to the monster invasion.
The monsters freely roamed the earth while travelling users lost their lives.
The users headed to the hunting grounds also had to be cautious.
“Why are there so many of them?”
“They’re all clustered. Drawing their attention will be troublesome.”
“Shh. I can see a green monster over there.”
“By its appearance, isn’t that Warek? He’s not supposed to spawn in this area.”
“It’s a reptile-type monster over level 400.”
“It saw us just now.”
“It is Warek. We are all dead. All of us…”
The Northern Continent had become a dozen times more dangerous due to the changes in the monster’s habitat and range of activity!
The Central Continent users shared the same fear of death as the national security became unstable.
When Royal Road first began, each Kingdom had its own stable army and soldiers stationed at the cities and fortresses.
These knights, soldiers, and mercenaries were NPCs.
The army automatically protected against the monster invasions and eliminated bandits, providing security.
Haven, Kalamore, Gradian, Nest, Dale, Aidern, Tullen, Harpan, Lasalle, Bremen, Sur, and Subain.
The armies that they commanded diminished over time in the wars between the prestigious guilds.
When the Hermes Guild united the Central Continent, their numbers were already below half, and the elite forces that struggled to the end, disappeared altogether in the Garnav Plains.
The vast Central Continent of various cities and fortresses had no traces of an army.
“Looking for a companion on the way to Singleton Village. The security is unstable, so I am looking for someone to travel with me.”
“Haven’t you heard? That village is long gone.”
“What do you mean gone?”
“It was overrun by monsters yesterday. The monsters took over the village and are now residing in the houses.”
Many users at the town square near the fountain were in a state of confusion.
“Weed shouldn’t be focused in protecting just the North. This place is his land too.”
“Yeah. If Weed came for us, we would have been safe as well.”
A lot of them showed feelings of disappointment towards Weed. If nearby cities or villages were to be conquered by monsters, the danger would creep closer to the gates, which would add fuel to their fears.
“That may be so. However, we cannot ask of him to protect the entire Central Continent as it’s only been a few days since we all became a part of the Arpen Empire.”
“Weed has been eradicating monsters every single day… Who can blame him?”
“It seems the monsters suddenly multiplied tenfold. A wrong turn of events and we will die surrounded by monsters. It looks truly dangerous outside the gates.”
The users were shaken by fear within the cities of the Central Continent.
The major cities and trade hubs with frequent activity of high-level users, and other regions with combat guilds were better off in this crisis.
Even so, the cities in regions with less users were wary of being taken over by an immediate monster invasion.
Weed assembled his comrades and the executives of the Grass Porridge Cult for a countermeasure conference.
This time around, various high-level users and job classes joined the Arpen Empire.
‘I will award them with adequate titles and root them with responsibilities.’
The overissuance of titles without any salary!
Even the most popular users in Royal Road stared at Weed in awe.
“Wow… It really is Weed-nim.”
“To see him up close like this, it is giving me goosebumps.”
They each had their own contributions and reputation, but Weed’s honor and achievements were far more greater than all of them combined.
Weed took a sip of Grass Porridge Tea and spoke.
“I believe that the large hordes of monsters in the Northern regions can be taken care of. I cannot say the same for the smaller groups of monsters roaming around, causing substantial damage across the continent.”
He excluded the part about him having a blast summoning the Undead.
He mass slaughtered the approaching monsters at the fort wall day and night, enjoying the opportunity for leveling up to its fullest.
Among the users, a good proportion of them were glad for the chance to slaughter monsters.
Even the monsters that dwell deep within the dungeons and are tricky to hunt, swarmed towards the wall and fell prey to the slaughter.
Magical materials, production materials, equipment, and the rise of new combat related quests were derived from these battles.
At Varden Fortress, a boss-level battle occuring every day caused high-level users to camp there.
Weed frowned lightly.
“High-level users can brave this situation, but there are more monsters across the entire continent. It has become too cruel of a world for novice players.”
“Gosh… How can Weed-nim look out for novice players even at a time like this?”
Saintess Lemon of the Grass Porridge Cult!
Her sparkling eyes were rose-tinted completely over him.
‘He’s such a great person.’
The achievements he had accomplished until now were countless, and even his actions and attitude were gracious towards the weak.
While she was still in her late teens, while she was still impressionable, she had come across Weed!
‘Will I ever meet someone like him again?’
Lemon desperately wanted to be in a relationship with Weed. But, she gave up on it because her competitor was Seoyoon.
Surka clicked her tongue as she observed Lemon’s envious stare.
‘It’s going to take about 3 months until she discovers Weed-nim’s true side…’
Weed’s closest comrades understood it.
Weed was not a bad guy. However, there was an ominous scheme behind his special, kind words!
Mapan saw through the deception the best.
‘The novices have to grow well. There are many high-level users in the continent, but the structure of the Arpen Empire is built upon the novices… Also, you cannot underestimate their spending. The novices are the future.’
Weed grinned generously like he was grooming his home-grown chicken Half-Seasoned Half-Fried.
“The novices are the same kind of citizens to me. Of course I must tend to them.”
“We really picked the right guy.”
“If Weed-nim wasn’t here for us, Royal Road would have turned into a harsh place.”
With treacherous greed, he convinced the hearts of the users present at the conference.
Weed looked to the continental map marked with the terrain and cities, and continued to speak.
“Our crop harvest will decline due to the contaminated rain. Isn’t that so, Miretas-nim?”
The continent’s best farmer, Miretas was also present in the conference.
He rose to one of the most influential figures in the Arpen Empire due to his honor, skills, and achievements.
“We will continue to observe further on exactly how much of the crops will die out, but given the activity of the monsters, we will have to brace for half the total amount.”
“If the amount of harvest declines, the price of it will increase.”
“That is likely.”
“Overall, that will lead to a downslide in the tourist industries. The danger is not our only problem, as the scenery will be affected if the grass and trees wither away. The cities in the Central Continent are prone to destruction… and the taxes too…”
Weed could not bear the sadness. He could bide physical pain, but a decline in the income was terrible.
“We, the North will defend ourselves, so how about Weed-nim descends down to the Central Continent?”
Surka made an abrupt suggestion.
Weed pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
“A few hordes of monsters can be dealt with, as it currently stands. But, if the situation becomes too grave, we may have to resort to your suggestion.”
Gathering the users and fighting against the monsters was only slowing down the progress of the given situation.
The destruction of cities and villages could not be prevented.
Seamstress Dragore slowly raised his hand.
He was on the final step of his job class master quest, where he had to look for a spider only mentioned in the legends.
The quest was to find the essence of sticky spiderwebs. He was unsure how to progress for the time being, and he had joined the conference.
“Um… So, I think that it isn’t just a matter of the monsters. Oh, of course the monsters are dangerous. However, I think the real problem lies in our territory.”
Surka repeated after him, and Dragore collected his thoughts before speaking again.
“The small villages with few users will not be able to withstand the monsters. Moreover, there will be damages to be suffered in the merchants’ trades.”
Mapan nodded his head. Speak of the devil, a few locations of the Mapan Merchant Association were being pillaged by the monsters.
“Yes. The trades of the Association has become significantly more risky. Thanks to that, market prices are rising.”
“If the merchants are faced with losses, they will eventually stop doing business in those locations, yes?”
“Well… Some may risk it, but it won’t be easy.”
“I agree. If merchants are avoiding those locations, I think that the only users going there will be adventurers. The regions will not only have their cities razed, but they will become the territory for monsters.”
Lemon who had been daydreaming came back to her senses in a snap.
“It will be horrible for that to happen.”
If the users’ are negligent, the monsters will take over these territories.
This will not only add instability to the Arpen Empire’s security, but will also allow the monsters to build strongholds and reproduce.
Locations like Vargo Fortress, where surrounding regions of undeveloped lands and mountainous terrain prevent monster invasions served as critical strategic points.
The monsters were being defeated frequently at such locations, but if the territory of the monsters were to expand, such events could occur anywhere in Versailles Continent.
Architect Mibullo uttered.
“As time passes, the territory of the monsters will indeed expand further. After all, there is no such thing has a perfect defense. The cities will be deserted, and the crop harvest will decline…”
Python who usually hated being a part of discussions also spoke out.
I can only suspect that the situation will become more problematic the longer we drag this on. If it gets to a point where the users themselves have to defend their home cities and villages, they will not have any trust left over in the government of the Arpen Empire.
Those who participated in the conference felt that the crisis was no ordinary one.
The reason that they were able to hold on despite Kaybern destroying the major cities one by one was because Versailles was massive. In the perspective of the Arpen Empire, the users could bite their teeth and transfer their establishment to another city. Though, if the monsters continue to multiply in numbers and their conduct becomes more active, user activity will be daunted significantly.
The Arpen Empire will also collapse instantaneously if the users all decided to turn away.
‘The Haven Empire, and now the Arpen Empire. The losses across the Versailles Continent will be tremendous.’
‘We may have prospered until now… We may have lived through battles only to perish now’
‘More monsters, more powerful than before. It will become really dangerous. The world will become nothing like it was before.’
The higher level users felt excitement, as this was a complete shift in balance.
Until now, it was about a war between factions of users. From this point, they must defeat the monsters in order to survive.
The broadcast stations including CTS Media were concerned about the extinction of Versailles Continent, but the users at first felt that it was exaggerated.
The high-level users were welcoming of more prey to hunt, while the low-level users thought this situation had nothing to do with themselves.
Some users treated Kaybern’s appearance as an exciting event.
The fact that a certain catastrophe was behind the continental danger could only be grasped by those that were present in the conference.
“A war for human survival…”
Weed felt the pressure and responsibility as the Emperor of the Arpen Empire.
‘These people will not stick by my side forever. Same goes for the Grass Porridge Cult.’
He even refused to trust the Northern users who had proven themselves willing to sacrifice themselves for him.
The dissatisfaction of the users would increase inevitably as territories dwindle and cities were destroyed.
‘The world must be looked over with a realistic perspective. Everyone hates to face losses. Without hope, they will rage and turn their backs. I wanted to save this resort until I had a clear estimate after training in the warrior class. Time may not be on my side until then.’
Weed struck down with a decision.
“Let’s hunt down Kaybern. Send the word out to all users that I plan to assemble a dragon slayer squad, and share with everyone the quest that has S rank difficulty and is related to the dragon; the True Savior quest.”
This was destined to be a real struggle!
There are always those that want to become a savior of the world.
He decided to assemble all of them for battle and proceed with the Savior’s quest simultaneously.
The Roam Guild and Black Lion Guild formed a temporary alliance and actively cleansed Tullen and Aidern of monsters.
– The Black Lion Guild will rise again.
– Come. Roam will lead you on the battlefield!
Though the Arpen Empire conquered the Central Continent, many users were expectantly watching the prestigious guilds come forth.
“This looks like a battle we can win.”
“Yeah. Carlise isn’t the type to challenge the monsters face to face.”
“The monsters rushing toward Pihallos Fortress. That place isn’t as fortified as the Odin Fortress, but it’s impregnable and therefore, a good chance for the hunt.”
“I accepted a quest that requires 300 kills of eight-legged Tandos. Those were extremely difficult to kill, so I gave up on it after barely managing to get two kills. Those scum are on their way and that means I’m in for this battle.”
The Central Continent users joined under the flags planted by the Black Lion Guild, Roam Guild, Cloud Guild, Lion Star, and Blacksword Mercenaries.
The other guilds that faded away in the past rose again, and most of the important guild figures had become lords after having spent their entire fortune.
Various factions warred against the monsters in the vicinity of their territories.
“As expected from the Black Lion Guild. They are a force to be reckoned with.”
“Wow… Look at Roam fight. I never knew they were so skillful.”
“They’re outdated rankers, but their skills are still alive and sharp. No joke. Even their skill macro, decisiveness, and instantaneous reflexes.”
The users that were observing from afar their fights against the monsters and were overwhelmed with admiration.
They came to realize that veteran prestigious guilds were not born out of nothing.
Those from the prestigious guilds were content.
“It is pleasing to signal our revival with this monster hunt.”
“We gain the trust of users and expand our faction… Isn’t that two birds with one stone?”
“I like it now that we are freely active. Before, it was war with just one step out of our territory. Now, we can do things and be respected by the users at the same time.”
These users that bought their lord seats took on the concerns themselves.
The standards of the users had made a leap after the Arpen Empire had made a huge investment.
They could not reign and exploit freely like in the days of the Haven Empire, instead they had developed the desire to gain respect from the citizens as lords.
“So, the lord of Alaka City invested 40 million gold?”
“Yes. They have re-paved the roads in the city and are planning on rebuilding the industrial sector. Reports confirm that the goal is to rise up as the most beautiful industrial city in the Central region.”
“We cannot lag behind. Invest in the industrial sector and the residential sector simultaneously, as well as the Great Landmark. Get started on that as well.”
The lords received reports through their secretaries and made numerous investments into their cities. Handling the authority on internal affairs and construction of the city, the Lords amused themselves as if they were gods.
They could pocket their greed for both politics and honor at the same time, so they did not have hesitation in investing. However, the marching monsters were a tricky case to deal with.
“Ask for assistance from neighboring factions to help with eradication.”
“That will likely come at a price. Are you okay with that?”
“It probably won’t be all that much money…. I cannot afford to see my city trampled by monsters.”
The lords voluntarily competed against one another under the ruling of the Arpen Empire.
Though they were suffering some losses due to the monsters spawned by Kaybern, the monsters were being fended off effectively. Then, the recruitment form by Weed was posted at the entrance of all castles and villages in Versailles Continent.
In search of a hero!
The fate of the Versailles Continent is in danger by Kaybern.
The Hermes Guild is to blame!
The things we are already going through and will come to experience will destroy the peace and prosperity of the continent that we are yearning for.
Do we have to continue being victimized by monsters and natural disasters?
Is it really impossible to defeat Kaybern?
We are seeking a hero who will step up for the Versailles Continent.
I am in search of individuals who wish to defeat the Black Dragon Kaybern alongside me and become true saviors.
It is a dangerous mission, but those who are willing to put their honor on the line and step up to the plate, meet me at the Earth Palace!
The declaration that began with blame, ended with the conclusion of recruiting heroes.
“It’s a dragon hunt!”
“Woah. A hero recruitment for confronting Kaybern…”
“If it’s Weed’s declaration, the best rankers in Royal Road will gather. Except for the Hermes Guild, that is.”
“No kidding. This is sick.”
Royal Road heated up in a blaze. It was hard to tell the odds, but it was about joining Weed’s adventure. The contents of the declaration was too sweet for high-level users to pass by.
“The Black Dragon Kaybern…”
Mule fell in agony.
Towards the end, she stood on the side of the Arpen Empire and quit the Hermes Guild.
She was still holding her position as the lord of the vast lands of Nest and Gradian region.
“Is it really possible to hunt down a dragon?”
Mule was one of the most skilled users in in Royal Road, but she lacked confidence.
She witnessed firsthand and also watched the footage of how Kaybern fights several times.
“Fighting a dragon… Maybe in a year, but definitely not this time around.”
Mule pondered, then whispered to Hwaryeong.
“I heard news that Weed-nim is seeking heroes to slay the Black Dragon Kaybern.”
– Hwaryeong : Yes. Are you signing up?
“Before that… Are we really going to hunt Kaybern? Or is he just trying to demonstrate some kind of commitment by gathering these users?”
Mule was unsure of Weed’s true intentions.
She thought that he was making a desperate attempt to calm the public sentiment as the Emperor of the Arpen Empire.
– Hwaryeong : We are really going to hunt him down. I heard that Weed-nim has a quest against Kaybern called the True Savior.
“Is that so?”
– Hwaryeong : It appears that it only shows up to those who have ventured and completed the most achievements. It’s S rank difficulty linked quest. I think he plans to follow through with that quest.
After hearing Hwayryeong’s explanation, Mule’s heart wavered.
‘Is this for real? If there is a quest involved, that’s changes the plot slightly.’
Even if an enemy cannot be defeated normally, there was a chance of succeeding through a quest.
Furthermore, if Weed himself is going out there, he may have seen some kind of a scenario that she wasn’t aware of yet.
From the time she turned away from the Hermes guild, she was easily swayed by others.
With the right level of persuasion, she was the type to dive right in!
– Hwaryeong : Weed-nim has changed the history of the Versailles Continent. He defeated the Embinyu Order as well.
“I suppose he did. But, I believe that this dragon is an exception.”
– Hwaryeong : We cannot speak with logic, because he defies it. However, if you do not proceed on the quest with Weed-nim, you will live a life of regret.
The God of War, Weed.
Even in the days when the Hermes Guild had complete dominance over the continent, Weed and his quests were a subject of admiration.
The rankers that claimed to be the best also had to watch idly on broadcast while sucking on their thumbs.
‘If I participate in the quest that may change the continent… Even if I end up losing my life, wouldn’t that be worth it?’
Mule was avaricious not for combat or hunting, but the quest.
“Alright. I will be participating.”
– Sure. Go ahead.
Farmer Miretas, seamstress Dragore, bard Marey and architect Mibullo.
The users at the peak of their fields gathered in a separate meeting.
“Wouldn’t we be able to contribute in slaying the Black Dragon Kaybern?”
The expressions of the other users turned serious by Mibullo’s suggestion.
“It’s a nice idea, but a seamstress has no combat abilities. What kind of help would that be?”
Dragore tried to break away slowly.
The long journey of the seamstress master was about to end, but the amount of laundry ahead was piled up like a mountain.
He had to sew up the torn ends and had to promote beautiful designs for the trend.
At first he aimed for the very first master of a job class, but even if that wasn’t the case anymore; it was still an honorable goal.
Above all else, he desired the title of being the first master seamstress and did not want to invest his time in anything else.
“I will be joining. Definitely.”
Bard Marey decided to participate thinking that he would be able to see spectacular scenes.
Miretas was a farmer, but he wanted to contribute in some way.
“The corrupted rain by the Black Dragon is causing the crops to wither away. It feels like a personal attack on me, so I am surely participating.”
The gazes of the three users were now directed at Dragore.
“Ah… This is quite the pressure.”
Dragore contemplated for a moment, but the thoughts of the Northern users went through his mind.
The bright, happy users enjoying Royal Road.
“Alright. I got it. I will do the same. I will! I mean, I don’t know if there will be anything for me to do.”
Thus, the four users collectively decided to join the quest to slay the Black Dragon Kaybern.
“I think I have to change my sword if I want to butcher that dragon.”
“Hu-hu. Finally, we are going to hunt that dragon.”
“It also kind of counts as a bird, so it must be delicious when cooked.”
Geomchi, the instructors, and the apprentices all decided to follow Weed without the need for questions.
The unscrupulous 505 warriors!
Pale however did not want to accept this fate so easily this time.
‘It is a world of pain going with Weed-nim. I can’t stay behind, but I have to show that I am not an easy man to convince.’
Surely though, his path was already set in stone.
“Son. You must lead from the front for this adventure.”
“Sorry? Why, mom?”
“So that you will be clearly seen on the broadcast.”
“K-hmm. I am actually fairly well known. I even been on a few shows as a guest host.”
Pale was confident in his own combat abilities.
While he could not compare to Weed, he was skilled enough to carry his own weight while following Weed around.
“You won’t be seen easily if you just fire arrows from the rear. You aren’t muscular and not good-looking either like that fisherman friend of yours, Zephyr.”
“You’re still going to join even if everyone else tell you not to.”
Pale expressed dissatisfaction, but deep down he was waiting for the moment to do a quest together with Weed.
For him, his life in Royal Road had come too far for him to start a normal one.
He chose to be with his comrades like Bellot, Irene, and Surka. Hwaryeong also decided to join this quest.
“This is going to be a blast.”
She was a passionate woman who loved adventures more than anything.
“This is pretty worrisome.”
“Tell me about it. She’s in it for a world of pain.”
“They say hardship of youth are invaluable, but tagging along Weed is seriously difficult.”
Python and Seasoned Crab also contemplated, but soon decided to participate.
Roam, Carlise, Michel, and Gunter.
They hosted a gathering with the other neighboring lords.
The get together was comprised of high-level users that were active in old guilds.
They harbored a deep grudge against one another, but after having been defeated by the Hermes Guild, they moved on from the past and were currently a joint force.
“A dragon hunt. Isn’t that a bit reckless?”
“It seems that way. It is too dangerous, having seen the battle between the Hermes Guild and the dragon.”
The meeting began with a skeptical atmosphere.
The lords scanned one another and withheld their true feelings.
‘This scene is being broadcasted live. Maintaining a solemn tone and somber facial expression is the key here. I will stall for a while then engage quickly at the right time.’
‘This is a dragon hunt led by Weed himself. It isn’t important that we are successful in this mission; what is important is participating in his plan.’
‘Exercising domination over the continent? First, I have to establish a foundation as lord. That means I cannot afford to fall out from events like this.’
‘These guys are all going to join anyway. CTS Media proposed this conference and not a single one turned it down.’
The lords exchanged eye contact and hid their thoughts.
‘Weed… Who knows what kind of grudge he is going to hold if we were to reject his offer.’
‘We will double-cross him when the time is right but until then, we shall serve as loyal henchman. We will shadow him well, so that he will have complete trust in us. We will build trust and make sure that he will never suspect us. Our factions will grow and at the moment of truth, we will smack him on the back of his head!’
This conference took place alongside a number of underlying grand schemes from the individual lords. No one announced non-participation and the day dragged on, finally coming to a conclusion in the evening.
“The users wish for the peace of this continent. The Black Lion Guild will put an end to Kaybern no matter the sacrifice.”
“The Black Sword Mercenaries will also do the same. We shall lead the front lines.”
“The Lion Star is comprised of brave warriors. We will gladly join the hunt. Without us, the dragon hunt will be a difficult mission.”
“We are the Candera Guild, a union reborn from 7 different guilds. We will show what we are capable of, in the name of light and peace in the continent and the Arpen Empire.”
The Arpen Empire’s lords of several cities and vast lands were all burning with ambition.
Thus, they all confirmed participation in Weed’s dragon hunt without considering the risks.
Weed assessed objectively that the hunt for the Dark Dragon Kaybern was improbable. There were steps to take no matter how badly he wanted to slay the Black Dragon.
“I have to force our probability to be higher.”
There was no requirement for the hunt other than a minimum level of 400 and therefore, over 500,000 users signed up with more continuing to do so, which was a great asset.
High-level users in both the North and Central Continent all competed to sign up. Though it was uncertain how many would actually prove their worth on the battlefield.
“What are your plans for all these users?”
Pale asked with a spark of curiosity.
To think that he would proceed with the quest storming around with such a huge crowd of users.
He anticipated backlash if they were to be divided and only some of them accepted. Even the users that had no real intention of fighting would feel irritated when they were to be turned down.
“They have to be exploited.”
“What do you think is the advantage of intensive labor?”
“Mmm. Accomplishment after diligent work?”
“It’s different. That is the perspective of the laborers, and to speak from the point of an exploitative owner… Eh-Hem. More heads mean securing more labor force. Expansion of the labor force. This is crucial. Put them on any kind of task, exploit them, and it solves everything.”
Pale could not get his head around it. He was a person with a kind nature who always thought logically and empathetically.
However, Weed’s theory was plain simple.
There is a mountain.
It needs to be moved.
What I have is a huge labor force.
When it came to problem solving, the smart ones will concern themselves about the most efficient method. There were possibilities of achieving the goal using the least amount of effort through creative and innovative methods. Weed was different.
‘Why do you have to think about it? Just make them move it.’
He had the real mind of an exploitative, abusive owner!
True intensive labor was to get them working as much as possible.
The fault in his system however, was that the users that have gathered before him could not be considered great laborers yet.
They were beings that could think for themselves and see through him.
As civilization became more developed and advanced, people received better education which resulted in overly smart individuals.
Weed decided to use Geomchi and the apprentices for this matter.
“Master. Please take on a hundred of these people.”
“Easy. Can I do as I please?”
“Of course. They signed the registration forms, so we’re in the clear.”
“Kids nowadays are not so keen on listening…”
“I will take care of that. You can take them around in your own fashion. Brothers too, please take on some people.”
Weed took the users that were exceptionally skilled out of the warrior classes that wielded weapons and left them all up to Geomchi, Geomchi2, the instructors and apprentices.
“It will be alright to put them through danger. I got them to sign the contract, so it is their own fault if they die. Train them strictly and turn them into useful warriors for me.”
“You got it.”
He carefully selected the most skilled individuals out of the users that gathered to the proclamation of slaying the dragon.
He planned to take them to the southern desert and fight alongside with Geomchi and the apprentices.
“The higher their levels, the greater their combat strength will become with adjustments to their inefficiency in fighting styles. Moreover, they need to learn themselves of what they need to do when they confront the dragon.”
Weed believed that it was necessary to transform the combat styles of the users.
The higher the level, the less they engage in dangerous situations. The losses of dying were too immense so there were many that huddle safely and hunt monsters of moderate level at a stable pace. It is as if they are the type of people who became stronger at a consistent pace much like studious high-schoolers that study extensively at their desks.
Even in modern sports such as baseball and soccer, the approach is scientific unlike it was in the past.
Overworking the body wears it out, reduces motor abilities and leads to injuries.
‘But, this is Royal Road. One cannot exercise 100% of his ability if he’s too worried about death.’
A lot of the users that played rough in the hunting grounds were part of the Hermes Guild.
“It would be helpful if I experience tough battles as much as I can. If I don’t, I will only be a bystander when the battle with the dragon begins.”
Weed sent all the so-called elites to the southern desert and spoke to the remaining users.
“You will all be going around hunting. There are commanding officers that did a good deal back in Garnav Plains, and people like Roam-nim and Carlise-nim will be there to lead you all. I will arrange the best hunting grounds and environment for a crash leveling program.”
The situation was grave with all monsters on the move at once.
He used the justification of the need for growth in order to slay the dragon, meaning that he was planning to mobilize all users in the monster eradication.
“Please do your best. I will only take reports of results.”
“Roam-nim. I expect a lot from you. Can I trust that you will do much more than the other battalions?”
“I will certainly live up to your expectations.”
Weed divided 400,000 users into 1,000 battalions and spread them across the entire continent.
This process only took one day!
Those that joined for the dragon hunt did not expect it to be handled with such speed.
Some of them headed to the southern desert and the rest scattered to all parts of the continent.
There was no specific plan set, but the exploitation of user labor and the competition between commanding officers would set everything in motion.
It was obvious that the security of the continent had increased by at least 2 levels with just this plan.
Many villages and cities that were vulnerable to destruction would be saved.
Mapan jiggled his thick cheeks as he watched the turn of events.
“You are amazing, Weed-nim! I thought I caught up to you to a considerable extent, but you overcame another level when you became Emperor.”
Zephyr who was standing beside him thought in simple terms.
‘I guess he’s talking about how fast the matters are being dealt with? How incredible his initiative is.’
He thought lightly, but the following comment by Mapan was not what he expected.
“K-hu-hu.You really saw their weakness. If the goal was to eradicate the monsters, it would have been difficult to gather over 400,000 high-level users. Furthermore, it would have been impossible to be on the move and fight for days.”
Indeed, it would have been tough even if a tremendous fortune was spent for it.
It could never have been achieved even with the wealth of the Mapan Association that has climbed to commercial supremacy in the Northern Continent and expanded to the Central regions.
“However, with a few words he changed the ultimate goal into Kaybern and listed this process as a milestone… I bet that they will suffer, but many will believe that it cannot be helped. They will struggle to become stronger.”
Zephyr could now see reality more clearly.
All Weed had done was set out a proclamation and spoke a few comments.
With just that, he rounded up 400,000 high-level users that usually cannot even be present in one location, and sent out for hunting like slaves.
‘WIth no rewards involved. With just the meaning of companionship for the greater goal…’
The situation hasn’t changed, but the mentality of the users transformed.
From this point on, the users mobilized in a hard journey of monster hunting will not blame Weed.
That is because the hastily formed battalions will compete for performance, and all of that had become a stepping stone in the grand scheme of defeating Kaybern.
‘With such ease… He drafted an army and threw them into eradicating monsters.’
Zephyr had first met Weed long ago as a comrade and thought plainly about him.
It was surprising to see Weed accomplish incredible quests and become famous, but he thought it could happen to anyone.
Weed always had luck and suffering wherever he went.
‘It was just that he excelled in judgment. Everyone goes through difficult matters in life, but Weed-nim resolved all of it in some way.’
Weed was a tough cookie, a genius of war, and he possessed a gifted survival instinct.
He was an instigator that knew how to use other users, was capable of planning great strategies and had the initiative to accomplish them in any way he could.
‘I used to think lightly of him because he was always complaining about buying salt for 200 won more. Now that I think about it, he isn’t an ordinary man.’
Zephyr felt as if Weed, who he met by coincidence, becoming the emperor of Arpen Empire was set in the stars.
“Your commanding officer is me. You will all stick with me.”
Weed sent the elite forces, warriors and knights to the southern desert. However, he organized the rest of the job classes into battalions under his direct command.
There was a commotion amongst the users.
“Are we really travelling with Weed-nim?”
“I think he’s planning to level us up.”
“This won’t be an easy job. My level is almost 500.”
“That’s amazing. I didn’t think I would get to go hunting. I expected solely quests.”
“We get to go on air too.”
The users were purely in excitement.
They felt light-hearted and intrigued going on a hunt with Weed as if they were out for a picnic.
Though, the faces of Pale and Romuna had long turned pale.
“Leveling them up?”
“A crash course at that…”