Ace had just arrived in Roscul Village, Elvenheim.

Elvenheim was the name of the area in close proximity to the Elven Forest where the large-scale war started. Since the players could not directly warp to the Elven Forest, they first needed to warp to Roscul Village, then pass through a group of monsters to get to the area that they wished to go to.

Ace recently attended an elementary school trip for the past few days so he had to join the conquests at a later time. Since he was currently alone, he was facing a lot of difficulties. The mobs that he had encountered on his way to Area A were not as simple as he thought they would be. Fortunately, perhaps because of reasons similar to Ace’s situation, there were a lot of players looking for party members in the village.

“Hurry! Join our party and let’s go to Area A together!!!”

“We can accompany you to Area A with great manners! Ladies are extremely welcome!”

Ace looked around and found people that were saying things that he liked.

“We’re looking for a warrior who will aid us in helping save those poor elves and cross the path of life and death with us!!!”

“Give your heart to the elves!”

The players surrounding them gave them a strange look and stepped back.

“We…weird…”

“What the hell? A chuuni?”

“Are they hearing themselves?”

However, the seven people, in particular, did not mind what the others were saying about them. All of them were wearing masks. Among them, there was only one person wearing...