Baran, the coachman, trembled in fear as he watched the incoming monsters narrow the distance between them. The monsters that appeared wore shabby armor, carrying a shield in one hand, a rusted and chipped sword on the other, their long, snake-like tongue slithering from their mouths. These monsters were none other than the Level 90 Lizard Men.

"Kikikik!" 

"Kikikik!" 

"O, of all the times to appear, they chose to appear today…" 

The cases of Lizard Men appearing in this area were usually infrequent. It was so rare that the people in town compared them to a bolt out of the blue. However, they just happened to appear now of all times…!

'That woman named Lucia is not here right now, and that young man…' 

‘Wasn’t he just a chef?’

"Hihihing!" The white horse that pulled their carriage neighed loudly in fear, feet stomping the ground to hint anyone close by that there was danger. Then, the young man suddenly came out of the thicket. Baran quickly gestured to the young man.

'Run away, now!' 

Baran was very fond of this young man. Most of the foreigners that rode his carriage were either rude, or thoughtless. Although he was a part of the game setting, in this world, Baran had lost his wife and child a few years ago. That was also the reason why Baran had always felt like he  was seeing his son whenever he came across young men out from the streets. 

The same could be said for the young man that rode his carriage....