It felt unsettling. It was an unpleasant place, and it made me feel uncomfortable, so it was only natural for me to have such thoughts.0

‘What a great performance…’0

Everything was orchestrated by that bastard, but the cheap inn or the dolls chattering in the dining area weren't staged. They had been here from the very beginning. 0

However, his entrance using those props was what could truly be called a performance. From stopping the dolls with a clap of his hands to deliberately holding an axe in one hand before making a grand descent from the second floor.0

‘Your Strength stat is low, isn’t it?’0

Of course, the scene of him hacking Song Jung-Wook to death with an axe had been grotesque and shocking, but he wasn’t a vanguard. He had only swung the axe in a frenzy, and there was no way he had the ability to keep fighting with it.0

After a few full swings, he would obviously be completely drained. To begin with, the fact that a black mage had come down holding an axe instead of a staff made his intentions completely clear.0

‘This bastard’s got nothing left either.’0

I had anticipated this. It wasn’t just me who had been burning through resources nonstop. He had also used an absurd amount of resources. His mana had to be depleted, and I could confidently say that all his other...0