Translator: Dreamscribe

“Phew.”

Jinwoo looked down at the heroes from the skies over Evanth, visibly weary.

“Hm.”

Helby appeared at his side.

She stared at Jinwoo silently. It was the first time she had ever seen the Archmage this exhausted. A strange glint appeared in her eyes.

“You..., you’ve expended a considerable amount of soul power.”

Embedding the Holy Sword wasn’t just for dramatic effect. Jinwoo had shared his soul power to dwell within the heroes who would arrive on this land.

The heroes would grow even stronger, faster.

It would even have positive effects on their bodies. It was a gift Jinwoo could give to those heroes who had overcome all trials. Though it replenished more slowly than magic power, it would recover with time.

Now, level 20 heroes were beginning to appear.

Helby looked at the heroes.

They were still wrapped in dazzling golden light.

“That golden light..., was that your doing?”

“No, honestly, I’m not really sure.”

When Jinwoo said that, Helby nodded as if she had expected that response.

“I’ll watch to see if they can truly reclaim that land.”

Jinwoo gave a bright smile at her words.

“That land is only the beginning.”

The tutorial had only just ended.

Helby chuckled at his words.

“Someday, we’ll completely eliminate the Erosion from Arsilan.”

“Yeah, I think I want to believe your words too.”

Jinwoo and Helby looked into each other’s eyes.

Helby’s eyes had turned red.

“But, mage.”

“Hm?”

“Is Leon... dead?”

“Ah...”

“If everything ends well, he can come back to life, right?”

“Um....”

“He will, right?”

Leon was about to answer but closed his mouth.

Because he could see the resentment in Helby’s gaze.