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Pride Online

Although Wisana was the son of a developer of “Pride Online”, the most popular game of this time, he had never shown any interest in the gaming world. However, when his crush mentioned she was playing the game, he immediately joined in! He began his journey as a clueless new player, so inexperienced that even a two-year-old could defeat him! His misfortune was endless from the start… First, he landed in front of a Boss-level monster! Then, he accidentally kicked the boss and had to run for his life… And when he tried to sell his items for some money, he almost got tricked by a cunning seller! Yet, there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Just as he was about to fall for the seller's trick, a girl named Maysa suddenly appeared and saved him. She taught him everything about this virtual world and even invited him to join her party. Who would have known… that their lives would change forever… The system would like to announce an event from the GM, hunting the Boss “Lord Inferno” at the abandoned dungeon with a Mini Event “Get the shot if you dare!” “This is definitely our event,” Maysa said, looking up at Wisana with sparkling eyes. Wisana turned to look at the pretty face that was made up with a smile as always. But he somehow felt anxious. “I changed my mind. We’re not going to Tristan tomorrow. We’re going to the abandoned dungeon!” “Huh!!” And so, the legendary adventure of the duo began!

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Announcing The War Part III

Clank!

A beer bottle blew past them and shattered when it hit the rock. The two hotheaded men quickly turned to the source with a surprised face.

“Humans are talking, you dogs can go fight somewhere else.”

Baron yelled loudly at them. She pointed at them with a chicken drumstick in her hand.

Both men looked each other in the eye and shrugged awkwardly.

Maysa was happy that at least Baron was a sane one here. If she did not stop them, Wisana and Sander would totally go for another round, even though they had had so much earlier that Tunwa and Manoch cheered so loudly. The girls could only sigh.

Baron let out a long sigh.

“Ah, I’m sorry for asking, but are you and Mr. Sander friends?”

Maysa asked with a puzzled face. She was holding a juice glass in her hands.

Baron smiled at her. “Yes. Although I don’t really want to be.”

She glared at the childish man.

“Hey, why did you say that, lady.”

“Isn’t that the truth?” The masked lady grinned.

Sander scoffed.