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"This is a joke, right?" Benjamin asked out loud with a wry smile on his face. This was completely ridiculous. Players would try killing a Rank 10 monster? Obviously they wouldn't actually achieve this, but it was still insane.

"And Ailren is a good guy, what's wrong with them?" The old man muttered quietly, and Andrew stepped over from the kitchen, "Actually though, are those guys fucking idiots?" He asked, and Benjamin quickly nodded his head in response.

"Of course they are. But this is still a bad thing. If they try to do something like that, it will turn out horrible no matter the result. Let's say they miraculously manage to win a fight against Ailren, that might cause other Metallic Dragons to become wrathful. That's not something we can let happen, the war between the metallic and chromatic dragons needs to be won by the metallic dragons." With a deep glare, Benjamin stared at the TV in front of him, while Andrew looked at him with a concerned frown.