On Dali’s journey south, he had some trouble with the monsters.

  Although he never fought anything stronger than a wolf, they came in packs, making it harder to lure them into the path of his boomerangs.

  He was forced to develop a new technique.

  He would use roll near a boomerang to get close enough to the ground to grab it.

  He had made more boomerangs.

  He now had four with two wings, two with three, and one with four.

  He prefered the ones with fewer, but in combat, they all had advantages.

  Dali was very happy that he had gone on this journey alone, because he could not learn any more skills, and his fights looked strange.

  He would desperately dodge the claws and teeth of the wolves, but he could not dodge every one.

  Often at the end of a battle, his clothes were torn, and he was covered in his own blood.

  When he was a little more than halfway to the dungeon, he gained the endurance stat, which he was very happy about.

  After he generated this stat, he began to fight more recklessly, focusing more on his boomerangs than the wolves.

  He began to grab the boomerangs in midair if they weren’t going to hit a wolf, or knock them down towards an enemy.

  In this way, he was able to level up four more times to level ten.

  When he reached the place the dungeon was supposed to be, he quickly found the signpost he had been told about.

  Next to the sign was a cave.

  Dali entered the cave only to find that the moment he walked in, the unhewn rock became beautifully paved stone.

  “What the!”

  His first quest! He was so happy.

  He didn’t know why he hadn’t gotten any quest notifications before, despite how many things he had done.

  He walked deeper into the dungeon, and after about half an hour he reached a door.

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  A sign on it read:

  As Dali understood it, the sign was saying that the class he gained would depend on whether or not he was able to find the monuments in the month.

  He took a deep breath and opened the door.

  Before him was something which looked like a cross between a city and a forest.

  Large Pillars of stone with branches went so far as to sway in the wind, and buildings ranging from huts to castles, to things which Dali sincerely doubted existed anywhere else in Royal Road.

  There were even skyscrapers.

  On the ground in front of him was a plaque.

  As he walked through the forest of buildings, he was able to see more quotes engraved all over the structures.

  When he reached the other side, he was unsurprised to find a blank wall.

  ’There’s no way that finding it would be that easy.

  Dali guessed that the plaques were the key to finding the monument.

  So he clambered around the area searching the plaques for clues.

  Dali was forming a theory.

  The hidden kings were hidden because they wanted to be unknown. The power behind the throne.

  However the next plaque he found changed his mind.

  If they spoke like that, they wouldn’t rule over everything.

  In that case it could only be one thing.

  The hidden kings were criminals.

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