‘I need to insert a spoon into the battle...’

Hyeonu felt a sense of crisis that wasn’t particularly a crisis as he attacked the temple of the demon god. It was very paradoxical that he was feeling this way when things were going well.

‘It is going to be really hard this time.’

He couldn’t see any gaps for him to intervene. Both Callioraks and John Blake were fighting very easily.

‘Will I only gain contribution for Tang-E’s buffs? Should I go out now?’

It was too bad to do just this. There was a large rice cake in front of him. It hurt him to take only one bite from it. Even so, there was no other way. It was obvious that he would explode like a shrimp caught in a fight between whales. Hyeonu’s lingering regret grew when Lebron replaced John Blake a short time later.

“It isn’t as hard as I thought. In particular, he lacks a lot of experience. He is the epitome of a self-made warrior.”

John Blake took advantage of a brief gap to step back. Then he pushed Lebron forward.

“Is he a powerful idiot?”

Lebron checked again as he pulled out his sword.

“It is about that much. He fights ignorantly and it...