The Game Difficulty
Is Crazy
Chapter 10
The same day, at noon.
After finishing his conversation with Jaber, Glen was immediately assigned to the newly formed patrol unit and came to the border area.
“Nice weather.”
Clear and cool air.
Sunlight falling down, and beneath it spread a dense conifer forest.
When he breathed in, it felt like even his mind became clear.
The border area.
A vast forest stretching dozens of kilometers from Avenue Fortress to the Land of Demons.
The reason Glen came here today was to obtain the hidden piece concealed in this place.
“Young Master Glen.”
A Gray Wolf Knight approached.
He was a man with sharp eyebrows and eyes, giving him an appearance somewhat resembling an eagle.
“Yes. Sir Hawkney.”
Even his name was Hawkney.
Despite appearances, he was thirty-three years old and a Gray Wolf Knight ranked 6th, having woven his fifth ring of achievement.
Indeed, compared to knights of other minor families, the Gray Wolf Knights were clearly one level higher.
The man in front of him, though ranked only 6th within the order, was skilled enough that it would not be strange for him to serve as a knight commander in another minor family.
“We have finished all patrols in this sector. May we move on to the next sector?”
“You don’t need to ask me about every little thing. Right now, I’m just a member of the patrol unit. You’re the commander, Sir Hawkney.”
As Glen smiled gently with his eyes, Hawkney nodded repeatedly as if impressed.
“As expected of someone acknowledged by Sir Jaber! Such an admirable mindset! Moved by that spirit, I too will carry out my duties as commander with full passion!”
With eyes burning to an overwhelming degree, Hawkney turned around.
Then, looking at the patrol members scattered while checking traps and signal lines, he spoke.
“Freeze.”
“Gather.”
At Hawkney’s command, the patrol unit quickly assembled.
“Patrol of Sector 5 is complete. Today, we will finish patrolling up to Sector 6 and then return.”
“Yes, sir.”
Soon, the patrol unit moved out.
Glen smiled faintly.
‘It’s about time to prepare.’
Border Area, Sector 6.
Within this area, today’s target—the hidden piece—was concealed.
To be honest, he wanted to leave Avenue Fortress alone and retrieve the hidden piece by himself.
That way, he wouldn’t have to bother joining the patrol unit and deceiving them while searching for it.
‘If I could have done that, I would have.’
Glen let out a dry laugh.
But it wasn’t that he didn’t do it—it was that he couldn’t.
‘Because I can’t fight right now.’
Currently, due to the penalty from using the Gray Ring, Glen’s Holy Ring and Demonic Ring were both deactivated.
The penalty duration from using the Gray Ring was twelve hours.
However, Glen had fought a desperate battle with a demon race member at full strength around 2 a.m. today.
To regain his original combat power, he needed to wait at least a couple more hours.
That was why he joined the patrol unit for the day, to receive protection from excellent Gray Wolf Knights, including Hawkney.
If Glen entered the border area alone and happened to encounter demon race members, there would truly be nothing he could do.
‘And having multiple people is also advantageous for clearing a secret dungeon.’
For these and several other minor reasons, Glen decided to move together with the patrol unit.
Their current location was Sector 6, where the secret dungeon was hidden.
Coincidentally, the ten patrol members had just split into pairs and gone out to patrol the area.
‘Shall I move now?’
Stretching lightly, Glen approached Hawkney, who was checking traps.
“Sir Hawkney. I need to take care of some business for a moment.”
“If it’s nothing serious, wouldn’t it be better to just handle it in your pants?”
At Hawkney’s excessive reaction, Glen widened his eyes.
Then Hawkney launched into a long speech.
“……Excuse me?”
“Patrolling is a proper operation! In a situation where enemies could appear anytime and anywhere, you plan to leisurely lower your pants and take care of business? That’s practically shouting at the enemy to kill you!”
“This isn’t wartime, so I don’t think it’s necessary to go that far.”
“What are you saying, Young Master! In real combat, act like it’s real combat! Even Young Master Glen, a blood descendant of the Wordsworth family, is no exception!”
Sparks flew from Hawkney’s eyes.
Looking at him, Glen frowned.
‘……Is this guy crazy?’
He wanted to argue that Hawkney’s booming voice alone was enough to attract enemy attention, but—
Seeing that passion-filled face, he felt nothing he said would get through, so he gave a rough excuse instead.
“Actually, it’s… a big one.”
“Oh! Is that so? In that case, it can’t be helped. If you keep waste in your pants for too long, there’s a risk of catching a plague.”
“Yes, well…….”
There were many points to object to, but Glen only smiled bitterly and moved away from Hawkney.
“I’ll be right back.”
“After you’re done, be sure to cover it with dirt!”
What a rough and crude man.
‘Is that the kind of monster strict manuals produce?’
Disgusted, Glen steadied his confused mind and hurried into the forest.
Because the dense trees blocked the sunlight, the surroundings grew dark, but it didn’t matter.
To Seong Yohan, the secret dungeon was practically his own room—he could find it even with his eyes closed.
Step—
Leather shoes pushed aside the grass.
Soon, beneath Glen’s feet, there was a flat stone embedded in the ground.
On its surface were grooves carved in a unique pattern.
“Found it.”
Glen lifted the corner of his lips.
The secret dungeon he was looking for lay sleeping beneath this stone.
Then how do you enter the secret dungeon beneath the stone?
‘Every lock has a matching key.’
To enter a hidden place, you simply need to use the special entry method suited to it.
And the key to entering this secret dungeon had been prepared by Glen long before he ever came to Avenue Fortress.
‘More precisely, I made it one day before leaving the estate.’
Glen took out an old parchment scroll from his bag and unfolded it.
A Magic Scroll.
A consumable item that activates a simple spell written inside by tearing the parchment.
The magic Glen prepared this time was the Unlock spell.
It was a spell that activated a hidden entrance connected to a concealed location near the caster.
‘Of course, since it’s implemented through a magic circle rather than formal magic, it’s unstable.’
But the entrance to the secret dungeon he was heading to wasn’t locked at a very high level, so it didn’t matter.
Fwoosh—






