“Director, it seems things are matching our speculation.”
“What’s the status of the rankers drafted so far?”
“One each from the combat classes—swordsman, spearman, shield-bearer, mage. One from the support class—healer. One from the special class—martial artist. And the Dawn guildmaster selected an hour ago falls under the special class—contractor.”
“Certainly, there are no duplicate job classes.”
“Yes. The think tank predicts the remaining two will be ranged DPS in the archer or ranger line.”
“If so, the ‘top-ranker gap’ ends with this… Fortunately, there should be no particular problem maintaining domestic force.”
But is that really fortunate?
With a gesture to dismiss them, Jang Ilhyun took off his glasses. Rubbing tired eyes, he stepped to the window.
Evening of Opening Day 7.
He’d only watched it for a few days, yet the shape of that hourglass was already familiar. With one hand, Jang Ilhyun swept over the desk piled with papers.
The file on top was the thickest and heaviest. All of it concerned preparing for the sudden drafting of “someone.”
From the effects a prolonged absence would have at home…