To everyone, Ya Wang's matter was nothing more than a tiny drop of water, raising a faint ripple across a pond before vanishing in the blink of an eye. No one cared where Ya Wang had gone, nor did anyone want to know. To them, conquering Aincrad was what mattered most.
Thus, after this minor interlude, everyone returned to their daily routine of training, leveling up, and clearing floors.
For Darkmoon Blade, it was another peaceful day.
"That's enough. Rest for thirty minutes."
Asuna sheathed her sword, checked the time, and spoke. At the sound of her voice, the already exhausted girls immediately collapsed onto the ground, groaning and sighing.
Leveling was a tedious affair, especially when it meant grinding over and over again. In any online game, the best way to maintain leveling efficiency was to farm monsters. But farming monsters itself was boring. Other than the occasional rare item or piece of equipment dropping, or the pleasant notification sound when leveling up, there was nothing else to keep one motivated.
In many online game novels, guilds like this would have monopolized an area to grind monsters. But Darkmoon Blade clearly had no need to do that. Their average level placed them at the very top among all players. The areas where other players leveled were far below theirs, so even if Darkmoon Blade monopolized a location, they would not see anyone else. They could grind for as long as they liked without worrying about complaints.
On the other hand, such monotonous grinding also lacked the fun of social interaction, making it inevitably rather stifling.
"We probably won't be able to level up again today."
Black Cat glanced at her experience bar and could not help complaining.
"You're not thinking of extending training time again, are you?"
"Of course."