Sometimes I had questioned it. There was always a schedule for the humans who entered my dungeon. It turns out they could find a raid party here when they wanted.
'I have to admit this thing called the Internet is useful.'
It was convenient. Hopefully I could handle everything that existed in this world. It really was a civilization of machines. The world ran on extreme imbalance. They were strangely ignorant but managed to use the mana to create tools to help them.
There was a small posting on the forum that I examined closely.
More than 35 stamina. One Hero is required.
I've already collected 2 magicians and archers. Beginners will be refused.
Do you take direction well?
Except for a few, all the post had 'recruitment completed' tags on them. There were new recruitment posts within 10 minutes.
'There is enormous competition.'
There were many demanding requirements with the recruitment. The minimum requirements for a raid always specified certain abilities and skills…and almost all of them refused beginners.
Beginners referred to people who hadn't participated in a dungeon raid once. In that sense, I was also a beginner.
"I still have to send."
After muttering those words, I sent a small note. The eagle like tapping on the keyboard was used to appeal myself.
-Take me. I am strong. Kobolds and goblins aren't my opponent.
A very subjective and objective note. I knew that I was strong. That alone should be sufficient. In case the other person failed to realize it, I wrote three clear sentences.
But no matter how long I waited, there was no reply.
"Hrmm…they are full."
New posts was constantly rising. I also sent messages to them.
-I'm sorry.
-Find another raid.
-Are you a king?
I sent 29 notes in an hour and only received 3 replies. The reaction from all three wasn't good.
Of course, I was well aware of the cause.
'The tone.'
There was something called etiquette on the Internet. They couldn't see each other's faces here and needed to establish their identity.
But I was someone who wouldn't even be polite to the Dukes and Grand Dukes. I was on the battlefield as a child and learned harsh curses from my opponents.
This was the language of a strong man.
And I didn't want to. I wouldn't change my speech even if I was struck by lightning.
My personality was made by nature and there was no way to change it. Wasn't it hardened after 300 years? One day I might be able to adapt but that time wasn't now.
'Should I go on a raid with Heaven's Will?'
I shook my head.
'No. I can't give up.'
I am Randalph Brigsiel. And I sent messages to all the posts. One of them would eventually cave in.
Besides, I wanted to see a raid from the bottom. I wanted to view my dungeon from the perspective of a complete beginner. In addition, I had a deep desire to find hidden talents.
The name of Heroes from my previous life. But they weren't the only strong ones. There were those with high potential who died in the early days. I was looking for people like them.
At this time, a new article was posted.
More than 33 stamina. Recruiting for a raid group will be open for 6 minutes. Please note.
8 people are required for the raid. I've recruited 6 Heroes so there is only one position left.
I sent a note just like before. A reply arrived 3 minutes later.
-Randalph-nim? Do you have experience in a raid?
Of course, I had experience with a dungeon. A lot of experience. But I've never participated in a raid. I pressed the keyboard with a bittersweet feeling.
-This is my first time for a raid.
-Well, what occupation are you?
I contemplated for a moment before replying roughly.
-Close combat.
-I understand. These days there aren't many beginners who would send a note so I feel like I should help. Going on a raid…tomorrow at lunchtime, take Exit 3 at Suyu Station and head to 'Street Cafe.'
-Understood.
-Leave your number. Please text or call when you arrive.
I was easily accepted. I sighed and leaned my body against the chair.
'I would feel more at ease fighting advanced creatures.
Sending a simple note was almost like a war. In any case, my recruitment was completed. I would fight the creatures in a cool manner and the other side would get a good impression of me.
Tock, tock.
The sound was coming from the clock on the wall.
Kim Yong-woo had spent 4~5 billion won on a luxury villa in Cheongdamdong for me. All the furniture and appliances were already in place.
114 pyeong (Unit of measurement). 5 rooms and 3 bathrooms.
It was different from a castle but everything I needed was stocked.
I looked up at the ceiling. Everything was different now.
I missed the company of Yihi but her spiritual body was unable to escape the dungeon. Of course, I could always summon myself back to the dungeon. However, if I did that then it wouldn't be easy to adapt.
I could return after I adapted. Anyway, it was clear I would adapt quickly. The difference would help eventually.
I closed my eyes.
This evening would be exceptionally long.