The True Hero - 2

The existence of Dark Mages was, simply put, akin to cockroaches.

Not only did they choose damp, dark places to roam, but their vitality was tenacious. They committed all sorts of acts that evoked physiological revulsion, making them no different from cockroaches.

*On top of that, they're incredibly suspicious.*

In addition to being quite troublesome, Dark Mages were beings one would want to stomp to death the moment one encountered them. The important thing was that these creatures were excessively suspicious, so even when entering their Headquarters, they would typically circle around instead of going straight in.

About a month after I became a Master, Sinclair, who was no different from a Dark Mage, finally reached the Dark Mages' Headquarters, which held their ultimate objective, and moved deep into The North.

*...The North.*

I let out a hollow laugh, thinking I never dreamed that my beginning would be in The North, and my end would be there too. Honestly, I couldn't have imagined the Dark Mages' Headquarters being in The North.

*No, to be precise, I judged it highly unlikely for it to be in The North.*

Because The North was excessively isolated, it might be suitable for establishing small laboratories. However, I thought it was unlikely to be there due to the numerous problems with setting up a Headquarters and operating from it. Contrary to my expectations, it seemed they had established their Headquarters in The North.

I didn't know the detailed reasons, so I decided to go in and figure it out. I called Shiren...