Those figures didn't have any intention of hiding their tracks. They walked over in a very open and aboveboard manner.
"Don't worry, it's just a bunch of pioneers."
Karles said.
Pioneers, as the name suggested, were players who explored the unknown areas around the big city.
Since the big city was expanding by the second, a map of the outskirts could only last for around 20 days before it needed to be redrawn.
Therefore, many player organizations would send out new players who had just passed their newbie stage to redraw the map every 20 days.
Of course, there were also players who were passionate about redrawing maps that would come.
They would be given the title of "pioneers".
It was natural that these "pioneers" without any danger were not worthy of the title, nor would they gain much from it. Most of the player organizations used these small missions to train the new players' sense of belonging and also to test their abilities.
Kieran, who had gotten the information from Lawless, glanced over the group of players. After making sure they were really pioneers, he signaled Karles to move to another spot.
It wasn't hard to confirm.
SSS + Intuition allowed Kieran to identify the players' presence.
Pro [Mystical Knowledge] allowed Kieran to easily identify the players' low level equipment. Even the leader of the group was between a veteran and a common veteran.
Karles didn't object to Kieran's suggestion though.
The leader of the group hoped that no one would notice him since he was being hunted.
"Please follow me."
Karsi said and headed northwest.
That place would gradually leave the outskirts of the big city, but it was still a barren land in the big city.
...
"This game is even more realistic than reality!
Here, you can get the wealth you want, but at the same time, you might lose your life. If you want to keep your life and get wealth at the same time, all you need is a reliable organization.
Fortunately, all of you chose the Iron Chariot!
Just like its name, it is as sturdy as steel. It allows you to ride on it and protect all of you!
Of course, in order to make it move more smoothly, you will have to try your best to refuel it and change its tires.
"I'm not forcing you. Just do your best under the premise that you can protect yourselves."
Lorl said the words he had said more than a hundred times. He couldn't help but let out a sigh as he sensed the excitement of the newbies.
"This game is more realistic than reality … because it's much more cruel than reality — you don't know when you'll lose your life!"
"Perhaps it's the second or third instance dungeon?"
"If you're unlucky enough, the first official dungeon will be your death date."
Rorl thought in his heart.
He would never say these words out loud.
He was not mad.
He was well aware of the consequences he would have to face once he revealed the truth.
Their boss didn't have a good temper.
Since he was protected, he naturally had to pay the price.
As for what he said earlier about not forcing it?
Hehe.
"This game is even more realistic than before!"
"Compared to my life, is everything else … worth anything?"
Rorl sighed again.
Then, the leader of the Iron Chariots explorers realized he needed to adjust his condition. He didn't want to show his negative emotions in front of the newbies.
He had to abide by the rules of the Iron Chariots and the dignity of a veteran.
No!
He was going to become a veteran soon!
When he thought about the practical benefits of the title, Rorl, who was in low spirits, couldn't help but feel better.
He was working together with the clearers this time. Given the clearers' efficiency, they would surely clear the dungeon and might even get a high rating.
Once he thought about the benefits of a high rating, Rorl couldn't help but hum a little tune.
"Oh right, a reminder.
The big city isn't completely safe. If you want to go out when you're still weak, try to report to the Guild. The Guild will send a veteran like me to lead the team. "
Rorl, who was in a good mood, went back to his work mode and started to spread the truth of 'strength in numbers' subtly.
"Captain Rorl, when can we walk alone in the big city?"
Naturally, someone asked.
"You have to at least reach the level of a veteran like me.
There are many scary characters in the big city. Some of them kill without blinking an eye, some just kill for the sake of profit.
Once a newbie runs into one of them, it's almost certain death. "
Rorl purposely emphasized his words.
The players behind Rorl paused for a second, obviously frightened.
"Who are these people?"
While they were frightened, their curiosity was piqued. One of the players asked.
"Around our camp, there's Blood Hand Loncor, Black Spear Claude, Wild Beast Duz …
But if you guys tell them you're from Iron Chariots, they will have some scruples. "
Without a second thought, Rorl reported seven to eight names and started another round of promotion.
Unlike before, this time, Rorl was really proud of the Iron Chariots.
No one knew better than him, a veteran, how intimidating the Iron Chariots were to the common players.
Sincere emotions were far more contagious than hypocrisy.
The players behind Rorl couldn't help but straighten their backs, puff out their chests and walk with their heads held high.
That's right!
They had the backing of a powerful organization.
Even though the game was dangerous, with such a powerful backing, so what if it was dangerous?
The feeling of being a cut above the rest made the newbies feel like they were floating, their gazes at Rorl were filled with envy.
Rorl clearly felt the envy from the newbies.
He couldn't hold back his smile.
The reason why he could endure this boring, time-wasting mission, wasn't it because of this moment?
"Let everyone know that in the big city, individual strength is just a part of it, it's the collective strength that matters!
As long as everyone is together, there's nothing … "
Rorl started to talk about Iron Chariots' philosophy again, but this time, before he finished, he stopped abruptly.
A couple of newbies looked at their leader in confusion.
They watched as their captain shuddered and retreated to the side of the road, bowing respectfully and cautiously to the person who brushed past him.
From the start to the end, the man with the feather mantle didn't even look at their leader or any of the newbies.
He was extremely cold.
However, it was pressuring.
It wasn't until the man left with his attendants that the oppressive feeling disappeared without a trace.
Huu!
Someone heaved a long breath first.
Then, a series of sighs of relief sounded.
"Leader, who was that man just now?"
One of the newbies asked.
"The Bird of Death, 2567.
"A man who brings death with every breath he takes."
"You can also call him 'Emperor Yan', 'Sovereign of Fire', or 'Flaming Devil'."
Rorl told the newbies everything he knew, his tone still respectful. His respect confused the newbies, but Rorl didn't explain.
"People are different from each other."
That was all he said.
"Then, our Iron Chariots can …"
One of the newbies asked out of instinct, but before he could finish, Rorl covered his mouth. Rorl, who was always kind, shouted fiercely, "Shut up! If you don't want to die, shut up! If you want to die, kill yourself! Don't drag us down with you! "
With a loud shout, the newbie players trembled.
They instinctively chased after the figure.
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