The Passion for Filming

When people gathered in the city of Eldoria to catch Halphas... There were not only soldiers but also many chroniclers there.

Although Chroniclers couldn't send scouts with carrier pigeons to the front lines, there were scribes and artists trying to chronicle the battle, Civilian Players holding enchanted scrying crystals, and various types of Military Scrying Devices.

Records were, in fact, overflowing. There were two main reasons for this intense chronicling.

The first reason was to gather as many records as possible, as a 'Demon' — an enemy unprecedented in Humanity's history — had suddenly appeared.

The second was simply because they couldn't miss such a *Grand Spectacle*. A Demon, in this World? Think about it: a Boss that only existed in a game had appeared in Reality. What's more, it had already devastated two regions, the Northern Wastes and the Shadowfen Marches, raising its notoriety.

To exaggerate slightly, all attention on the realm was focused on the Demon's southward advance. Regardless of the outcome, a tale was already guaranteed.

*This... if I get this story, I'm guaranteed a promotion!*

That's why one Chronicler risked their life, closed their eyes, and snuck into the front lines. The Chronicler was holding only a single enchanted crystal amidst a Battlefield rampant with blades and spells.

And they managed to get the tale they wanted. In a *Life-or-death Moment*, a man with a relaxed demeanor suddenly tore through Space and appeared. And the *Catharsis* that arose from it!

The unnamed Chronicler immediately penned a report using the directly observed events—And by early morning, it had taken over the royal proclamations and town crier's reports...