Seojun turned around, walking calmly through the dense forest as his system spoke.
[Host, the ore you're looking for is still far away. Why don't you focus on finding your beast?]
"I'm already thinking about that," Seojun muttered. "I just haven't decided what kind of beast yet. Well, it doesn't matter as long as I form a contract before the end of the week."
As he continued walking, his senses suddenly heightened. Something was coming. With a swift side step, he narrowly avoided a dagger that flew past him, embedding itself into the tree beside him.
"I'm sorry!" a young woman's voice called out. She looked about 19, rushing toward the dagger, pulling it from the tree. Without another word, she turned and sprinted away, dagger in hand.
