Suddenly, the crowd roared.
"SSS-Grade?" a student near the front shouted. "That can't be true! The machine must be broken!"
"Did you see the list of monsters?" another student cried out, pointing a shaking finger at the screen. "He killed a Level 7 Elite monster all by himself! I needed a whole team just to survive a Level 4!"
"He wiped out all the bosses in the dungeon!" The students who had made fun of him, back in the Verge, the ones who had called him a "salted fish" and laughed at him while he was sleeping, turned very pale.
They moved backward slowly, trying to hide in the crowd because they were terrified that the powerful monster on the screen might remember their faces.
Sansa Valtor, who was usually very calm and cool, stared at the screen with her mouth open. Her hands were shaking as they rested on her swords. She wasn't jealous, she was scared because she realized she was looking at someone much stronger than her.
