538 Staff Conference Part 1 (2/2)

King Potato II scoffed, but General Shidan wasn't bothered. He said, ”Your Highness, I found the man who stole our young Wyvern!”

”What did you say?”

King Potato II turned his head and looked at General Shidan in the crystal ball. General Shidan said earnestly, ”It was the Victorian called Dragonborn!”

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On both sides of the tunnel were vines that provided subtle illumination. There were also lit kerosene torches from the gamers.

Though it was common to use Magic Lamps in the Underworld, the gamers were still using fire torches. Many employees asked this question, and Lord Sherlock replied, ”Isn't it better that we save on Mana? The pollution of Mana is getting serious. If we use less Mana, we use less electricity. It's better for our health to return to our primitive way of life.”

That was a lame reason from Lord Sherlock.

Moroes wouldn't mind whatever Lord Sherlock said. To him, Lord Sherlock was the strongest and most powerful superior Devil. Lord Sherlock was very harsh to his enemies, like the northern winter, while being half-chilled towards friends, like the late autumn.

Moroes had never encountered such a special and powerful superior Devil.

Sherlock had a mysterious and strong background. He could revive his citizens within the blink of an eye. Even if they had lost their corpses, Sherlock could create bodies for them. As the Novice Combat Trainer, it wasn't the first time he witnessed the undead nature of the citizens.

Moroes came to Eternal Kingdom to prove to his wife that he could find a stable job and support the family after being dismissed. Moroes wanted to work loyally for Lord Sherlock. He even wanted to sign a Soul Contract with Lord Sherlock.

Then Moroes would have immortal life, just like the citizens of Eternal Kingdom!

He finally understood why the Dungeon was called Eternal Kingdom!

Moroes was letting his imagination run wild. The Beta Testing had taken place over many months. Though the gamers were still looking to Moroes for training, the numbers had diminished significantly.

It wasn't because the gamers had mastered combat skills, it was because the gamers had developed a new training system called the Mentor-Student System.

The new system required less money and had better training because Moroes had to take care of too many gamers!

”Moroes! Come for a meeting!” Eggface shouted at a distance.