King…0

The corners of my mouth curved into a smile. After all, it was said that some people's instinctive reaction was to smile when they encountered unexpected situations. I looked around, meeting the eyes of the Black Witch, the Inquisitor, the Viper, the Paladin, and the Countess one by one. 0

“You’re kidding, right?”0

“Of course…” the Black Witch began.0

I was hoping to hear “Of course, I was just joking,” but what she said next was completely different from what I expected. 0

“... we don’t plan to just establish a monarchy in the Tower out of the blue. Death King, you may not know this, but the others and I really put a lot of effort into building the Tower’s system… We created it after a series of trials and errors.”1

“We’re trying to actualize the ideal anarchism in our own way,” the Inquisitor remarked. “Haha, a guild in the Tower is actually a type of union—”2

“Stop. Telling Death King these things now won’t help him,” the Paladin interjected. “Being our king is just a symbolic gesture, but a symbol has power. That is the power you have right now, Death King. A hundred thousand people enter the Tower a day because they believe in your name and character.”0

“…”0

“Not even the Black Dragon Master was able to accomplish such a feat. You are the first Hunter of the Tower to have this unprecedented...0