First-Generation Rider

Ars Magna's servers crashed under the tremendous traffic.

I thought it would take forever to accept applications through Japan's uniquely analog methods, so I recruited wearable magic beast test subjects... no, aspiring Riders online, but... I suppose this attracted far more attention than expected.

I said while looking at the incubator in operation alongside Chairman Asakura.

“……The website was flooded not only by Hunters in roles other than tanks, but even by ordinary people, and the server crashed?”

“Yes, so we switched to contacting awakened individuals with tank traits registered with the Hunter Management Agency separately.”

That was a relief. The S-Rank Gates were still increasing their monster populations by the minute, so we had no idea when a Break might occur.

‘This is getting pretty urgent.’

Just in case, I had also asked Hunter Yeon Ha-rim to rescue me.

[ Yeon Ha-rim ] : Of course!! No matter what happens, I’ll rescue you, so don’t worry!! Or shall I come meet you right now? I think our Jjireung wants to meet Daddy too…

[ Me ] : It’s all right for now, Hunter Yeon Ha-rim. You must be busy too. If, on the off chance, the Gate suddenly runs wild and Japan looks like it’s about to fall, then please take care of me...