Chapter 70 The first floor (2) (2/2)

“Okay, let’s go give them a warm welcome.”

Finally, Bahal and Flame Beast jumped into action.

In order to hunt down Leonte.

But little did they know that the item they had to procure wasn’t in Leonte’s hands.

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“Henova.”

“What is it, kid?”

Yeon-woo then thought that Henova was still the same ol’ Henova.

Though he now knew Yeon-woo’s name, albeit a fake one, he still didn’t call him by his name.

But the difference was that he was now looking at Yeon-woo with a satisfied look.

He must have been happy to see a player armed with weapons and armor of his creation for the first time in a long time.

Yeon-woo smiled for a second and continued with a calm voice.

“I don’t know how long it will take before I can come back.”

“Hmm.”

Yeon-woo noticed Henova flinching for a split second, but he puffed out his stomach pretending nothing ever happened.

“Of course you would. After all, you’re a player trying to climb up The Tower. Why did you even bother telling me that?”

Yeon-woo was going to say something, but soon gave up and shook his head.

“Nothing, just to let you know..”

Would Henova have any idea?

That this was a farewell forever.

‘It will do him no good if I get any closer to him. I can’t have him getting involved in this revenge.’

He already knew why his brother had been so fond of him.

He had to end it here.

The path ahead of him was a very rough and quite perilous one. Not just he himself, but the people next to him were also destined to walk on a thorny path.

Yeon-woo couldn’t let that happen to Henova.

Just as he had said to Galliard,

‘This is my war.’

He couldn’t leave it in the hands of others.

“Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”

Henova brought his pipe to his mouth as he waved his hands without looking his way.

But Yeon-woo now knew that this was his way of saying ‘take care’.

After bowing down one more time, Yeon-woo bent his steps towards The Tower.

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Yeon-woo stood in front of the enormous iron gate.

The Tower, a mysterious place where the man who ascends to the top floor can become a god.

Though he had felt it many times before, The Tower was just too tall. It almost looked like a pillar supporting the sky from falling down.

Just as he was about to open the gate, he heard someone rushing towards him from behind.

“Stooop!”

A giant hand popped out from behind and grabbed Yeon-woo’s hand that was opening the iron gate.

*Huff* *Huff*

The owner of the hand panted heavily.

A frame taller than Yeon-woo by a head.

It was a Phante.

His face was burning red as if he had run a long way.

“You didn’t even listen when I begged you to go to The Tower! What made you change your mind all of a sudden? And why didn’t you tell us you were going in? You could have left us a message or something!”

Yeon-woo tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand.

“Why would I?”

“Goddamn it! ”

Phante pounded on his chest with his big fists as if frustrated.

Yeon-woo narrowed his eyes.

“I don’t know what you think of me, but I don’t have time to play house with you two. Playtime is over. I’m busy with my own business.”

Phante had a lot of things to say to Yeon-woo’s cold-hearted words, but he couldn’t open his mouth easily.

The two blazing eyes gleaming under his now black mask. That intense aura reminded him of Yeon-woo’s ferocious eyes he had faced back in the tutorial.

The image of a strong but self-righteous man.

It looked so similar to the eyes of his father, the Martial King, before a war.

‘What the hell are you going to do…’

While Phante stood speechless, Edora arrived.

She grinned as she swept up her sweat-soaked hair.

“Then you can go first, Oraboni.”

Phante looked back at Edora in surprise. Yeon-woo also frowned at her remark because he couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

Then, her smile grew brighter as she spoke the next sentence.

“But we will follow behind you. It’s up to us to go wherever we want, so you won’t stop us from following after you, right Oraboni?”

Phante then burst into laughter thinking it was a great idea.

Yeon-woo glared at the siblings for a few seconds, but soon shook his head.

“Do whatever you want. But if you lag behind, I’m not going to help you.”

“Kuhaha! Don’t even worry! I’ll probably be at the front destroying everything that stands in front of us. I’ve already been to the first floor, so if you have any questions, just ask me.”

“Oh really? I remember someone who didn’t even understand the rules and made a whole mess on that floor.”

“Shut up. I’ll do better the second time.”

Leaving the quarrelling siblings behind,

*Creak*

Yeon-woo pushed the iron gate.

The entrance to the first floor of The Tower slowly opened.