The next day, Seo Jun-Ho waited on a bench in front of the western gate from dawn till now. He was dressed similarly to the day before when he had gone hunting for the whip wolves.

‘But my mindset is different…’

He was filled with a similar determination when he entered Gates. According to most Players, Dungeons were on a similar level to Gates, after all. 

“I’m sorry, I’m late.” Hakan looked completely different from yesterday. He had leather armor, a crossbow, and a quiver of arrows were even strapped to his back. 

“Let’s go.” Seo Jun-Ho breathed in the early morning air as they left the gates. “Is Shafirim’s Tomb far from here?”

“Not very. People never see what’s right under their noses, but it’s just around two hours on foot.”

“That’s not too bad. Do you know what level the monsters are?”

“...The ones at the entrance were in the 60s. The ones deeper inside could be higher.”

“What species are they?”

“Kobolds.” Hakan’s face darkened. “I’m not sure if you’ve heard the rumors, but the hordes of kobolds near Gilleon have been multiplying recently.”

“I heard.” There was even...