First dark mist layer, ice valley castle.
"Let's call this place 'Origin Ice Fortress' from here on out!"
"Yes, sir!"
The vassals took their orders and went to tell the overseers to carve 'Origin Ice Fortress' into the outer walls of the ice valley.
Origin Ice Fortress—the first ice stronghold where humans had actually managed to set up shop in the first dark mist layer. Carlos naming it 'Origin' was pretty damn fitting.
The naming was just small potatoes that Carlos didn't sweat over. His real focus was on something else entirely.
Just now, outside Origin Ice Fortress, the Black Knights clearing out monsters had seriously ramped up their kill count, meaning they were running into beasts left and right.
Carlos could smell trouble brewing.
Around Origin Ice Valley, after several rounds of Black Knight carnage over the past few days, the area should've been picked clean. So how the hell were so many monsters showing up again?
Right then, Sara burst in, looking pretty rattled.
