“Gasp, gasp... I’m alive thanks to you.”0

Having been granted a small reprieve, many players called out and expressed their thanks to Jae-Hyeok’s group. But others had sour expressions—they were veteran players, after all. Who were these kids to think they needed help? 2

Jae-Hyeok glanced toward the guild members who remained silent and committed their faces to mind. Then he pulled an arrow from the ground. This one was unlike the others; it was three meters long and made of metal, likely steel. He tested the weight in his hand. It had to weigh at least sixty kilograms. 0

This isn’t an arrow but a great arrow. Only a ballista or something like it could shoot this so far… Jae-Hyeok considered. Wherever there were weapons of war, there were watchtowers or fortresses. 0

Another player laughed. “Definitely... If the kids hadn’t come forward to cover our asses, at least five of us would’ve died. I really didn’t expect such a powerful ranged attack.”0

Those words caught Jae-Hyeok’s attention. 0

Right. They chose this route, yet no one—not even Elder Gu Suk—had countermeasures prepared for those explosive bolts....0