"Basic technique, that's all,"
Blank muttered with a red face, tossing Orson a proud glance over her shoulder before linking arms with Sienna and striding into the city.
"The hell? Am I the clown now?"
Orson chuckled bitterly. The two had instantly teamed up against him, leaving him trailing behind. Still, he couldn't afford to offend either of them, so he pulled his illusory cowboy hat a little lower and jogged after them like an obedient sidekick.
"Quick! That b*tch is trapped—everyone jump in and finish her off!"
"All melee above level 50, join up! Make sure you've saved your gold and gear—this big guy eats coins like candy when the battle starts!"
"Kill those Godslayer freaks! Don't let a single one walk out alive!"
As the trio entered the main avenue of the capital, shouts echoed from rooftops. Countless Maple Nation adventurers were flashing their guild banners and calling for recruits.
"What the hell's going on?"
