Rebuilding Their Strength

Inside the Bastion, Players were running around, trying to reach the palace. A message had appeared in the guild chat that had put all of them into a frenzy.

'Every combat-class player is to rendezvous at the tree palace's entrance. We will refund their levels right away. If the accumulated Exp permits it, we will also give extra levels.'

The prospect of maybe getting extra levels enticed every player to rush to the rendezvous point. The higher their level got, the harder it became to level up.

So no one would pass on possible free levels.

Inside the palace, the officers, along with the core members, of which Declan now was a part, were already gathered together. Astaroth had regained consciousness, and he was the one to order this.