Park Eungyeom was not the only person dragged into the City of the Void.
“Huh…? Wh-Where is this…?”
A certain C-rank Hunter who had tried to kill a teammate and take the Items.
“Urk? Ugh… What? Which bastard…? Huh?”
A civilian who, while drunk, had attacked a passing stranger without provocation.
“Don’t tell me this is the ‘City of the Void’?”
A B-rank Hunter who had been advancing by throwing companions forward as bait.
Whether they were Hunters or civilians did not matter. Every one of them followed the same course as Park Eungyeom and floundered in the City of the Void. Since they never met Black Cloak, the master of this Dungeon, they simply became paintings.
“I-I was invited to the ‘City of the Void’ and came back!!”
And some returned safely, having been gifted a thrilling experience.
“I met Black Cloak while walking down the street at dawn. I was throwing some litter into a trash can….”
“You did a small good deed like that? A bastard who never does anything of the sort?”
“Fuck, yes. Honestly, I’ve been doing stuff like that lately because I wanted one of the snacks Black Cloak gives out.”
“You crazy bastard. It’s a miracle you came back alive. I can’t tell whether we should report this to the Association…. So?”
“I asked if he could invite me to the ‘City of the Void’ instead of giving me a snack, so I went.”
The passerby whom Black Cloak had helped was able to admire the City of the Void in…