Perhaps it was only natural that the Cha family had ended up in this situation.
‘Of all things, it had to be a virtual Dungeon where you don’t get a choice about participating.’
Cha Eunhyuk’s face twisted with disillusionment toward the world as he hid beneath a desk, shielding his two younger siblings in front of him.
‘Of the people left, I’m the closest thing to an adult, but I’m not a Hunter, and Cha Ara, that flower pig, is obviously going to be useless. And it’s not as if we can ask the remaining novice priests to save us in a situation like this….’
He did not know what the condition had been this time, but a virtual Dungeon forcibly dragged in everyone who met its criteria.
There had been plenty of cases where all the participants were wiped out because, as now, no proper Hunters were present.
“…….”
“…….”
Cha Eunhyuk and Cha Ara, both sweating coldly, exchanged a silent look. Cha Eunhyuk nodded.
‘You’re the only Hunter here.’
‘Ah, we’re fucked.’
‘That’s how it is.’
But there was nothing they could do about it. They were not called ‘novice’ priests for nothing. The young priests here were effectively civilians, not Hunters. That made Cha Ara the only Hunter in this cavern.
After confirming there were no monsters nearby, Cha Eunhyuk whispered so softly that no one at a distance could hear him.
“Hey, F-rank porter.”
“What the fuck is it?”
“Isn’t there some procedure for dealing with situations like this? Something Hunters are taught….”
“I think what we’re doing now is our best option.”
When a situation was extremely bad, the Center advised people not to cluster in one place. That way, if the worst happened, they would not all be slaughtered at once, and spreading out in…
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