Ding!
[Welco back to Dominion, player Stonehaven. Have fun!]
The familiar system chi rang out as Marcus logged in. Dominion had apparently added welco ssages during one of its recent updates. It was a small feature, but it made the ga feel a little more polished every ti he returned.
"Marcus, hurry up. We’re in the courtyard."
Amber’s voice ca through the Monarch Squad channel.
Marcus crossed the mansion and stepped into the courtyard, where Lily, Amber, Jade, Crystal, Ms. Willow, Alana, Anya, and Chloe were already gathered together. The won had clearly gotten comfortable with one another. Anya and Chloe, despite being the newest additions, were chatting naturally with the others as if they’d been part of the group for much longer.
"Marcus, let’s go flying already!"
Jade complained the mont she saw him, bouncing impatiently in her seat. She had been waiting for him to log in so they could take to the skies together.
Marcus chuckled. "Alright, alright. We’ll head out now." Looking at everyone gathered there, he felt a sense of satisfaction. More importantly, seeing Anya and Chloe fitting in so smoothly put his mind at ease.
"Today’s destination is the Valley of Ten Thousand Wolves. We’re looking for clues about the Lost Roaring Tiger Squad," he said, and there was obvious excitent in his voice.
This was a rcenary mission assigned to the Monarch Squad. Since the task involved investigating old traces and gathering information, it was the perfect opportunity for everyone to travel together.
Before setting out, Marcus had officially promoted Lily to vice leader alongside Amber. As for Alana, she still couldn’t join the Monarch Squad and remained bound to the city, aning she couldn’t accompany them on this trip. It was unfortunate, but there was nothing they could do about it.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Wolves lay west of Ironstone Citadel, the City of Mountains. After leaving the mansion, the group headed straight for the city’s teleportation point. Their plan was simple: teleport to Ironstone Citadel first, then fly the rest of the way to the valley.
Naturally, a group consisting of one man and seven won attracted attention wherever they went. Even though everyone wore masks, concealing their faces, there was no hiding their bearing, figures, or presence. Several of the won carried themselves with the grace of nobles, while others possessed a quiet confidence that stood out just as much. Together, they drew countless glances from nearby players. Groups of beautiful won were rare enough. Seven of them traveling together was impossible to ignore.
"Are they from the Rose Society?" one player voiced the question many others were already thinking.
The Rose Society was currently the eighth-ranked guild in Dominion. It was famous not only for being an all-female guild, but also for having extrely strict recruitnt standards. Beauty, skill, and reputation all played a role in joining. Because of that, the guild’s popularity often rivaled, and sotis even surpassed, that of the ga’s top-ranked guilds.
"Of course not. Can’t you see the rcenary emblems on their arms?" a sharp-eyed archer imdiately corrected the warrior beside him.
The warrior squinted before finally noticing the insignias.
"Monarch Squad..." the archer read the na aloud, unable to hide the envy in his voice. What really caught his attention, however, wasn’t the won. It was the knight leading them.
The man walked at the front of the group with a calm, confident stride. His build was solid, and the dark armor covering his body looked far more imposing than ordinary equipnt. Strange patterns ran across the surface of the armor, giving it an intimidating appearance. Most importantly, the rcenary emblem on his arm clearly identified him as the squad leader. The leader of seven outstanding won.
The warrior stared for several seconds before suddenly inhaling sharply.
"What?" the archer asked.
"Those won..." the warrior struggled to find the right words, "they feel even more impressive than the won from the Rose Society." His tone was filled with genuine amazent.
He had seen Rose Society mbers before and rembered being stunned by them. At the ti, he had thought no other group could compare. But the won walking behind Marcus gave off a completely different impression. Even without seeing their faces, he could tell they were extraordinary. Their confidence, their composure, and the way they carried themselves made them stand out from everyone around them. Compared to them, the Rose Society mbers he had seen before suddenly seed much less remarkable. The difference felt obvious.
The archer slowly nodded. "I was thinking the sa thing." His gaze remained fixed on the group as they passed. "Honestly, maybe only VioletNova could compare."
The Rose Society’s guild leader had appeared during the guild’s founding ceremony, and the archer had been lucky enough to witness it in person. Even with her face concealed, VioletNova’s presence had left a lasting impression. Yet now he was looking at seven won who seed no less remarkable. That was what truly shocked him. Finding one woman like that was rare enough. Seeing seven together was unbelievable.
Eventually, his eyes shifted toward Marcus again. "Who is that guy anyway?" he muttered. "So rich brat? Soone with powerful connections?"
Unfortunately, Marcus wore an ordinary store-bought mask. There was nothing distinctive about it, making it impossible to identify him.
Marcus had expected attention the mont he left the mansion. That was precisely why he had switched to a plain mask before heading out. If players discovered that the Rabbit Knight was traveling around with seven beautiful won, the resulting attention would be endless. For now, keeping a low profile was still the better option.
That said, he no longer intended to hide as carefully as before. Back then, because of Snow, he had avoided unnecessary attention and stayed out of sight whenever possible. He hadn’t wanted to run into his forr boss or anyone connected to that part of his life. Things were different now. If he truly intended to win Snow back, avoiding people forever wasn’t realistic. Sooner or later, he would have to face them. There was no reason to keep acting like he needed to hide.
Of course, that didn’t an he planned to beco arrogant or chase fa. He still had no interest in founding a guild or making a na for himself. As far as possible, he would continue keeping his identity and abilities private. All he wanted was to enjoy the ga with the people important to him. As for anyone determined to cause trouble for him or those around him, he wouldn’t waste ti arguing. He would deal with them directly.
Ignoring the curious and envious looks following them through the city, Marcus led the group to the teleportation point and traveled to Ironstone Citadel, the City of Mountains. After leaving through the western gate, they summoned their Fla Chargers and rode away from the crowded roads until they reached an isolated area. Only then did they dismount and call forth their flying mounts. With preparations complete, the group took to the sky and headed toward their destination.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Wolves awaited.
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