Fill the Gap (2)

The royal family of Mado, the Rune Kingdom, was furious.

“How dare you name Her Majesty as the puppet of the Devil!”

“What nonsense is this?”

“Come on. We must restore order to the world by restoring the Fairy King Roflan and Queen Hollien!”

Looking around the servants, Genovia spoke up.

“Everyone, calm down. Don’t they want to bleed the blood of the innocent people of Latna?”

Unlike the atmosphere around it, she was pretty relaxed.

“Now that they’re out there, we should give them a chance.”

“That’s true…”

The faces of the servants calmed down a little.

Garhan and Genovia had responded with dignity, fitting for the ruler of a country.

They completely ignored the opponent’s argument but rather showed their generosity and composure.

As a result, the public sentiment towards the Kaldris and the Mado Kingdom, which had been shaken recently, quickly calmed down.

But at that rate, it would only be increasingly advantageous for Allendia.

“Over there, the civil war has just ended, and it’s a mess.”

“It’s the right time to go on the offensive.”

Genovia dismissed the opinions of her vassals.

“They can’t wait long anyway. As long as she’s impersonating a Goddess, she will lose her authority over time. We’re preparing to go calmly, and then we’ll take their invitation.”

The vassals kept their mouths shut.

‘The Queen’s words have a point, but…’

‘Still, it’s most advantageous to move now.’

‘Does she have other plans?’

The Queen seemed to have already made up her mind, so it wasn’t significant to comment further.

The meeting was over, and the vassals left the hall.

The most potent wizard on earth who was left alone on the throne smiled coldly.

“We have luck on our side.”

It was so lovely for the Goddess to give them time to repent for their sins even though the situation had come that far.

“Even if she came down into the crowd as an incarnation, isn’t the transcendent bound to be transcendent?”

Still, they didn’t understand the ‘people.’

That was why they had made such a mistake.

“Thanks to that, I bought time.”

Laughing at them, Genovia crossed her legs seductively on the throne.

After a while, a blonde middle-aged man appeared in the main hall.

“I’ve been called, my Queen.”

“Welcome, Nakterion.”

Her guideline was invoked to check his level.

[Race: Human. Mage lv. 95]

His appearance alone looked like an ordinary high-ranking human wizard.

But his essence wasn’t human.

That level wasn’t his real level either.

He was the light dragon, the head of Upper Draconium, and was over 700 years old that year.

Genovia held out a wand at Nakterion, the light dragon.

Genovia aimed at him with a unique item, the Draco Imperium staff, and continued calmly.

“There’s something you need to do.”

Of the many ancient dragons of Upper Draconium, the only spirit-dependent dragon bowed politely.

“Please give me an order. I’ll follow it without fail.”

* * *

Upon learning the intelligence of the Mado Kingdom and Kaldris, Leon Hart cheered.

“Live!”

Looking forward to it, Ryu Han-bin asked.

“Both of them aren’t moving?”

“They aren’t!”

Artis breathed a sigh of relief.

“Phew, that worked.”

The same was true of Kibie.

“That’s a relief. If you had ignored me and attacked them right away, there would’ve been no real countermeasures.”

Genovia scoffed at the Goddess, a deity, saying she still didn’t understand mortals.

It was confirmed that the six Goddesses had limitations in understanding their creations.

Even though she continued to be incarnated and looked at the world, she couldn’t distinguish even the blessings and curses she gave to humans.

But it was a story from the past.

The Goddess’s descent to the ground as incarnation used to be like a high-ranking royal family hiding their identity for a while and experiencing the ordinary people.

No matter how much she looked into the world and watched people lived, it was hard to understand their psychology because she didn’t live like a commoner.

On the other hand, the current Kibie was different.

The high-ranking royal family was ‘really’ ruined and rolled down into commoners.

In other words, it became possible to understand the mortals she shared the same reality with.

But she didn’t know that, and she talked that way?

“Why would I give them a chance if I had the means to subdue them? Me?”

Leon Hart said, grinning.

“It’s worth digging up psychological traps consistently. I’m sure they’re happy that they’ve bought time to get this information.”

But that didn’t mean there was much room.

The only time left was up to the Thunder King and the Archmage.

“It’ll only be about half a year at most.”

Calculating the date, Leon Hart stared at Ryu Han-bin.

“At this point, we need to run close and reduce the power gap a little bit.”

Han-bin replied with a bitter smile.

“Are we finally starting the special curriculum?”

* * *

Virgin Dungeon Delpharant in the center of the Ice-Flame Forest only had level 100 monsters appearing. Hence, no Hunters dared clear it.

Frost blossoms bloomed over the dense bushes, and the ground was filled with blade-like crystal ice.

A cold storm blew between the giant trees as three people walked through the gelid forest.

It was Ryu Han-bin, Artis, and Effir.

Effir looked around and gritted her teeth.

“Oh, do I have to take it off in this weather? I think I’m going to catch a cold.”

Artis shrugged, pointing to his robe.

“That’s why I wore this instead!”

It was an artifact, a robe of self-recovery that he got from a dungeon in the countryside a long time ago.

“If I wear this and change my form, it would be repaired despite being torn.”

“… I should have taken it when you gave it to me. I thought I wouldn’t need it then.”

Han-bin clicked his tongue at the two’s whining.

“It won’t be too cold when you get back to your original bodies anyway.”

He then warmed himself up by pulling out Gigant.

“Wait for a moment. I’ll drive them to the right place.”

* * *

Ryu Han-bin thought he could no longer give Artis and Effir a bunch of energy.

They were already in their late 90s, after all. If there weren’t dozens upon dozens of stacks of at least level 100 or higher monsters, it wouldn’t be efficient.

No matter how strong Han-bin or Leon Hart was, it was too much to deal with those kinds of monsters at once.

Currently, of course, Ryu Han-bin had become quite strong through the battles against Uto Ksarik.

He was strong enough to deal with dozens of monsters above level 100.

“Nevertheless, I’ve never thought of giving you energy again until now.”

Entering the forest, Han-bin smiled.

“What I practiced was to more precisely and more intensively finish the enemy.”

They had to slay dozens of monsters with their breaths attached to give energy, and that required a very delicate trick.

And that was Ryu Han-bin’s most vulnerable part.

In other words, extermination was possible, but a drive hunt was still impossible.

“I thought so, but I realized something when I fought with the Transcendental.”

Han-bin began to feel the signs all over the forest.

Monsters who sensed human intrusion were flocking.

“There are some possibilities to hunt up.”

With a big smile, Han-bin drew his Gigant and aimed at them.

Soon, gruesome white eyes flashed throughout the forest and howled.

Awwww!

Aww! Awww! Awww!

A few moments after, a flock of silver-furred wolves appeared.

Each was a giant over three meters tall.

[Race: Giant Mystic Wolf Lv. 107

Using a powerful force, dozens of them flock together as a pack to launch a joint attack. The odds are small alone. Hence, it’s better to join forces with colleagues to fight them off.]

Ryu Han-bin smiled in front of multiple level-100 or higher monsters.

He took an offensive stance naturally…

“It’s too much to go hunting all the monsters!”

He identified their weaknesses and movements very skillfully.

“It’s possible if I limit them to wolf-series monsters!”

With confidence, he hit the ground.

A loud cheer shook off the forest.

“Taaaaah!”

* * *

It wasn’t a battle.

It wasn’t even a hunt.

It was just a series of beatings and a vivid scene of brutal abuse of monsters.

Ughhh!

The last Giant Mystic Wolf groaned sadly and fell down.

As a result, dozens of level 100 monsters were left lying on the floor.

Ryu Han-bin shouted proudly while retrieving his Gigant.

“I’ve set the table! Come and eat!”

Artis and Effir crept up, turned into a Dragon and a Wyvern, and both of them released a blow of their Breaths!

Boom!

Along with the intense heat, a massive amount of energy flowed into their cores.

“Ugh, I didn’t expect I’d ever feel this again.”

“Me, neither. I never thought I’d go on a binge of this level once more.”

It was good to be strong, but mental nausea and the soul’s discomfort were still hard to adapt to.

The red Dragon and silver-maned Wyvern grabbed their stomach and waddled.

Of course, Ryu Han-bin had no intention of ending it like that.

“You can still eat more, right? Wait a minute. I’ll hunt more.”

With sad eyes, Wyvern shook her front feet.

“All right, bye…”

* * *

Innumerable wolf monsters were hunted and killed.

They became a star in the night sky by sublimating themselves to the experiences of Artis and Effir.

It had been seven days.

The growth of the duo was tremendous.

Artis became a Level 110 Mage, and Effir became a Level 114 Magic Swordswoman.

Their level had risen from the Templar Lords’ level to the Leon Heart level!

Ryu Han-bin was so happy.

“It’s worth feeding you two because you’re both growing up nicely!”

Of course, there were many side effects.

“Uhhhh… I want to vomit.”

“Me, too.”

Their levels increased, but their conditions were the worst.

At that point, they would lose against monsters even below level 90.

Only after taking time to digest the energy they took calmly and learn new magic spells and magic swordsmanship techniques could it be said that they leveled up.

It’s certainly true that they became stronger anyway.

Artis shook his head.

“Phew, I’m probably the only Dragon that’s been strengthened by others in Latna’s long history.”

Because Latna’s Dragons were mainly selfish and evil, and they had never been trusted that much.

Effir also agreed strongly.

“I’m sure I’m the only one among Wyverns, too.”

Han-bin shrugged.

“We lack power. I’ll make sure we can cover for that.”

Artis asked a question.

“We’re not the only ones who can be strong with energy driving, right?”

Others could also be strengthened in a short period by driving energy.

Of course, it would be a problem if Han-bin Ryu leveled up, but…

“The Alien Spiritist named Leslie is now your slave, and she has no way to betray you. I think she’ll gain substantial power this way.