The atmosphere was so grim that even a baby would realize just how serious the current situation was. Lee Sang-Hee started talking after a moment of hesitation.

“Excluding Blue Guild’s parties two and seven, the other parties have been isolated in an epic-ranked dungeon. We’re not sure if they’re still alive and we checked the distress signal this morning. Considering how they didn’t send a separate signal afterward, I think it’s safe to assume that the parties that entered ran into trouble,” she explained.

‘That’s the problem?’

“They entered the dungeon on August 14th and the last time we were in contact with them was at six-forty this morning. Mr. Seol-Ho?” she asked.

“Yes, that’s correct. That’s the exact time,” he confirmed.

If it was August 14th, then it was before we joined the Blue Guild. I had an idea of what was going on.

‘The expedition failed.’

This was one of the typical situations that led to the downfall of a guild or clan. Even though we recently entered the free city of Lindel, I still heard the typical sayings that people said.

‘One expedition failure will make a small clan stagger and two expedition failures will cause a large guild...