In the Myongjin Shelter a while later.

More than 2,000 survivors returned from Kuhana. So it was inevitable that they had gathered a lot of intelligence. So Myongjin managed to get a hold of this common intelligence quite easily. But the most important information was not included.

Of course, those who trickled out the information would not have leaked all of it because that would be the most foolish thing to do.

Considering all the situations, I knew a very valuable piece of information that no one knew because I heard it directly from the rulers of the Royal Districts. Except for me, there was no one who met them, or survived after meeting them.

“Please investigate Jiwon Lee. What happened to him one year ago, or ten years ago, investigate it all. I don’t care if he is a man or a woman, investigate it all,” I said all of a sudden.

Since this was most likely a name that had nothing to do with Kuhana, most of the people there including my father looked dumbfounded at my unexpected request.

So I said immediately, “Jiwon Lee was mentioned to be the creator of Revival Legend. He was allegedly the creator of not only ‘Revival Legend’ but also ‘Forgotten Legend’. Here are the memory beads showing this information.”

“!”

“!!”

“!!!”

It was like a bombshell statement which silenced the meeting room.

After all, Jiwon Lee was the starting point of everything that is happening right now.

Anyway, I talked about my experiences for nearly 3 hours.

Given I stayed there for 36 days, even three hours were not enough for me to brief them fully.

Three hours later.

I handed over all the memory beads I had used at every important moment to Director Sok, then opened my mouth in a low voice when we wrapped up our meeting.

“Did anything unusual happen while I was away?”

I didn’t feel it at first.

However, while moving from the rooftop to the small meeting room, I immediately sensed that the atmosphere of the Myongjin Shelter was rather strange.

I could notice a mixture of gloom, sadness and anger on the faces of everyone around me.

What’s more, there was a new space that looked like a cemetery, which I had never seen before. Since I told them all I could, I asked them what happened during my absence.

My Dad got up and opened his mouth.

“Take a rest first since you must have suffered a lot.”

“But…”

I immediately wanted to hear from him what had happened.

But he said, “Don’t worry. Let me arrange a meeting after we have dinner first.”

So I stopped asking, and headed to my room.

“…”

As if my room was always cleaned, I could see no difference since before I left.

As soon as I entered the room, I was consumed by fatigue that I had not felt even after sitting in the small meeting room for 3 hours immediately after killing the ruler of the 6th Royal District with a surprise attack.

Flop!

I immediately threw myself on the bed. Even though I rested in Kuhana, it was definitely different from resting at home.

In the small meeting room after dinner.

Something was being played on the large screen.

Puck! Puck! Bang! Bang!

It was a fierce battle scene.

But the problem was that the battlefield was a very familiar place.

It was none other than the Myongjin Shelter.

“Kheeeeeeeeeeek!”

“Stop the enemy!”

“Fill the vacuum left by the dead men!”

“There are your families, brothers and sisters, and friends behind you! Myongjin will take care of them! If we collapse here, they will be killed!”

“Myongjin! Myongjin! Myongjin!”

“Run over me before you advance, you son of bitch!”

Flop!

Flop!

Flop!

I would not have felt so upset if both sides had suffered similar damage, but the problem was that only one side was suffering damage.

Even though they knew they would be killed, the Myongjin players bravely fought the opponents without any fear, which upset me all the more. So I could not take my eyes off them because that was the only way I could toughen my determination to take revenge for them.

While I was watching the fighting, I repeatedly memorized the face of the Lucia Guild Leader, the head of the enemy.

At any rate, the Myongjin players kept suffering more and more damage one-sidedly.

“Ugh?”

Obviously, I was full of anger, but there was another image that pushed aside my anger because it was so absurd. There was one thing that was not supposed to have been there. It was none other than the roots, which were standing alone without moving at all.

But as soon as my sister gestured toward the roots and shouted, the roots began to attack.

Bang!

After the roots attacked, the tide of the battle changed in the Myongjin’s favor.

Tramp- Tramp-

But the enemies were not weak. They were so strong that even I was surprised.

So much so that I questioned how such strong enemies appeared here.

However, I did not understand how the roots were torn, cut, and even burnt by their attacks because the roots were normally much stronger than them.

At that moment, I naturally came to think of the black liquid man, the ruler of the 4th Royal District.

I nodded slightly at that.

Obviously, Fashant, the owner of the 7th Royal District, mentioned the small hole leading to Earth. It seemed the roots, or more precisely, the White Root, could not display its power 100% because it was damaged while passing through that narrow hole.

I guessed that the White Root could display only 25% of its total power.

Anyway, despite being torn, cut, and bruised so severely, the roots confronted the Lucia Guild members bravely, which turned the battlefield in favor of its allies.

Soon the Lucia Guild members began to fall one by one.

The fighting between them continued until all the members of the Lucia Guild collapsed except for their leader.

But the Myongjin’s damage was too big for them to rejoice in victory.

So I quietly opened my mouth.

“Does the Antalagos Information Guild still don’t know about them?”

If they had known the current whereabouts of the Lucia Guild leader, not only my father, but also Director Sok, would have put aside their pride and told me about it first before discussing what happened in Kuhana, for this would be their minimum consideration for those Myongjin guys who were killed in the fight.

But nobody said anything, which meant that they too were not aware of his whereabouts.

Director Sok said, “No, we heard from them that they didn’t know either.”

“Have you confirmed they are telling the truth?”

“Well, our guys at the Department of Strategy concluded that they lied to us.”

The reason why I took issue with the Antalagos Information Guild was not because it was the leading guild in the field. To be honest, even when I compared the superiority of the various information guilds, it was the Antalagos Guild that always prevailed.

So much so that if Antalagos didn’t know anything about it, then nobody else could know about it either.

As soon as Director Sok said that, I got up from my seat and opened my mouth.

“Let me go and see them.”

It is currently 8 PM Korean time.

In other words, it was around 10am in São Paulo, Brazil, where the headquarters of the Antaragos Intelligence Guild is currently located, so it was the perfect time to visit them.

But my father said, “Go tomorrow.”

“….”