Times had changed—it was now common to see players on the East Continent.

“......”

Bubat had also moved to the East Continent. It wasn’t just him. It was many of the rankers who visited the East Continent due to the Call of the Heavens quest. It might be different if they had established their own power in the West Continent, but there was no reason to refuse living on the East Continent which provided more hunting grounds and quests.

“...It is before the storm.”

A master of combat who could neutralize anyone he fought with at least once. Bubat boasted a huge bull-like figure and murmured with a ferocious expression. His gaze was fixed on the red carpeted floor. He was recognized for his merits and skills in Chiaotzu and obtained a noble title. Even so, he didn’t dare raise his head in front of the Xing King because of his low rank.

In the great hall where hundreds of ministers were gathered, Bubat’s location was the last place. It was the furthest place away from the throne.

“It is too sinister and I can’t sleep,” the king, who had been silent since convening the meeting, spoke for the first time.

The golden cloth embroidered with the black tortoise looked shabby instead of gorgeous today. It was probably because it resembled the complexion of the Xing King, who was anxious.

“Thanks to the help of the distinguished people, we have recovered the forgotten ancient god and became independent from the Hwan Kingdom. I have vowed that I will forget the Hwan Kingdom and strive for peace in the future, but uninvited visitors from a strange place keep bringing up these disgusting memories. Their intentions are impure and will harm the kingdom, so we need to discuss countermeasures.”

It was about Zibal’s group.

Their group appeared a month ago and repeatedly asked the Xing people about the Hwan Kingdom, shaking public sentiment. They said their purpose was simple. They wanted to be guided to the location of the Hwan Kingdom. This couldn’t happen. Xing was currently under the care of the black tortoise. The barrier prevented the fake gods (yangbans) from entering, but an absolute condition was needed to maintain this effect—forgetting the fake gods.

The people of Xing shouldn’t mention them, nor should they be reminded of them. Just as the black tortoise was forgotten for many years, it was only by forgetting the yangbans that their divinity would be weakened and the black tortoise be strengthened.

“I’m afraid that stories of the Hwan Kingdom and the yangbans will circulate through the Xing Kingdom due to these uninvited guests. Then the protection of God Black Tortoise will be weakened. How can we calm down this situation?”

“

Umm...

”

There was a dark shadow on the faces of the ministers. No one offered a solution. Bubat’s stomach was burning.

‘What is t