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The warrior lent a room to stay upstairs. He told it was an abandoned, yet spacious chamber that nobody wanted to lodge in for the night. I was frantic to find so place that I can call my own, so I accepted his offer and ascended the series of steps.

The warriors and the players will form a eting tomorrow morning when the rooster crows the loudest. They planned on rallying everyone willing to breach Nirvana, the Elven Kingdom, and free the trapped players inside their dungeon.

I was one of those people to join in their cause and help the guild. I wanted to break my best friend free, Ryoshi, caged by the long-eared elves, and exit the ga.

However, the event was more than that. The guild mbers sought revenge against these NPCs who killed the players throughout the ga, thinking we had gone rogue and berserk after killing the king.

I brushed off these grim thoughts as I entered inside my humble ho for tonight.

My bottom lounged on the mattress and fell flat on the rectangular bed. A soft splatting noise echoed inside the room, but I paid it no mind, thinking that it was not worth my ti checking. 'The sound must have co from my pants,' I whispered, and resud back to sleep. I snuggled my arms at the make-shift pillow offered by the warrior for before and went to the dream world right after.

The morning ca, and the sunshine woke up from my soundless sleep. Coincidentally, a knock coming from the door alerted my senses, telling I needed to work my way toward the ingress.

"Are you awake, wolf?" A voice called upon my na.

"Coming!"

I slapped my face and headed off towards the ingress. Sliding the door open, I saw the paladin from before with his two-handed weapon nestled at his hip. Beside him was a petite and bald man wearing an obsidian tunic and a pair of glasses. Gripped in his hand was a stave ant for mages in Code. It had an oval dark gem resting on top, which was the source of his magic.

"You have a pinkish mark on your face. Did you co prepared?" A four-eyed bloke asked as he fixed his glasses.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Nothing to worry about," I retorted, and dusted off my clothes.

"This lad here is my assistant for today's eting! We cannot thank you enough for attending our assembly." the warrior expressed, and nodded.

I glanced at the assistant of the brawny man beside him. He jerked upwards like a nervous cat and returned my gaze. "I work for him."

"I see. Then, it is a pleasure to join your team!" I answered.

The two advanced to the hall, and I tagged along behind. The stomps from their heavy footwear resonated across the stairs, attracting the attention of the crowd below us. All their eyes tracked us three as we descended the stairs and arrived at the wooden board.

Hundreds of players gathered around the room, ard with different weapons and classes. So of them had the thief, priest, and even tar classes that were rare to find in Code. Placing those characters aside, I went with the crowd and positioned myself behind, leaving the two n who fetched upstairs.

The warrior and his assistant parted ways with and went to the middle of the pack. They waved their hands and summoned the monitor ant to accept and post requests coming from the guild.

The adventurer's guild was an international organisation created by various servers representing each country's playing Code. We also had one leading Japan, but I did not know where they were right now.

"I rember him now," I murmured to myself, and inspected the warrior and his companion.

Those two were leaders of a different faction, Western Country Guild. The paladin was the leader of the guild, with his assistant guiding the mbers. However, the club they handled was just a branch to the main one, which had been a silent group until now.

"What we're doing now is not a part of the regi that the governnt asked for, but a request that ca from our group. The players trapped inside their cells sent this task for us to take. We will save our friends inside Nirvana and kill as many elves as we can. I, Captain r, founder of the second branch of the Western Guild, cannot promise our victory. But we will still give our all and lead you like we always did during our raids," Captain r announced, and raised his two-handed weapon with one hand.

"NOW, WHO'S WITH !"

Roaring applause reverberated inside the hall right after the speech. More players were listening to the announcent outside of the guild, wanting to support the benevolent cause. Everyone gave their perching ears to the leader and heeded the instructions laid on their screens.

They also sent an invitation to join their organisation. But I refused the guild's offer to avoid sharing my identity. I did not want anyone to find out my na in public. It had always been that way for . Fortunately, r's assistant understood my claim and gave the note to an outsider. I will not receive any rewards regardless of the task's completion.

The plan was simple. All of us would surround the Elven Kingdom and burn the treehouses near the citadel. They knew that the Grandmother, La Finta, would save those long-eared civilians and order her knights to protect their land.

"That is the ti we will strike! If the rangers take our bait, the veterans, us, will break inside and head inside the dungeon. My assistant and I can handle a few of those wardens with ease, so don't worry. Do what you think is best for the group and stay alive, you hear ?" r asked, and directed his gaze to the rry n and won.

The players lifted their blades once again and yelled out a battle cry. Everyone beca eager for the events and could not wait for the war to happen. I, who had gone through the commands, shook my head.

I knew the elves were more than just NPC since I fought against them before. La Finta was an opponent that could stand toe to toe against when she used the bow. She would precisely hit from afar despite my second wolf form, which heightened all my senses and reflexes.

We would also engage in battle against the elves in their holand, their territory. So of these novice players were still unfamiliar with the environnt, which would make our advance strenuous. If I'm honest to myself, I knew nothing about Nirvana, not until I read the article. butting heads against La Finta before was a mistake I made when I was still a troll.

Long story short, I made a bet with the elves from an in-ga casino. The elf that played against lost all of his belongings and gave a fountain of life, one of the concocted potions made with the finest of sap.

I still had that brew with in my main account, but I cannot access it now, not with this bigdaddywolf account.

"Did you find sothing wrong with the plan?" r asked, and leaned his head near my shoulders.

The azure screen showed the poorly drawn interior of Nirvana, and the forest surrounding its kingdom.

"Nothing. I just think that the elves would be stronger than we might have thought they could be?" I answered, and went away.

I did not want to hear any criticism coming from the crowd, so I slipped away from the mob. These people were free to believe whatever their guts told them to believe.

The night finally ca as we charged forward to the forest, bringing with us one thousand players in total. It was smaller than an army, but enough to bring an empire down, or so they thought.

I travelled with the guild and followed the two leaders at the front lines. We headed forth to the forest and t the ocean of trees under the ruined viaduct. r split the group into two so we could travel both over the bridge and across the woodland below. His assistant volunteered, leading the other half down the forest, while r and I proceeded on the elevated road.

They equipped themselves with heavy plate armours and enchanted tools surrounding their bodies. The pair looked formidable, but I believe the elves were also powerful foes. The monsters reigning in the jungle were also a threat that we needed to look after.

The only light source we used was the moonlight shining upon us. We did not want to lure any attention from the elves and monsters or even peddlers by accident. All we had to do was to trust the people in front and follow their lead.

r signalled his hands to cease our walk. The assistant saw his gesture and ordered the players on the ground to stop in their tracks.

"What did you find?" A high-pitch sound rang in our ears as we saw the chat appearing on our monitors.

It was a public group chat we could use to communicate without using words. I excluded myself from the group so I did not receive any ssages from the leaders or in the guild. However, because of my heightened senses as a Lycan, I could perceive their conversation.

"We saw remnants of broken wood that ca from a carriage.. Can you confirm it on the ground and tell what you've found?" r asked, and sent the ssage.

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