Land of Burning Fire · Eastern Side, inside a karst cave.
The karst cave had been cleaned out. The rock walls were spotless and had even been painted beige.
A half-meter-thick icicle stood in the center of the cave, lowering the scorching temperature. All kinds of daily necessities were also fully equipped nearby.
On the sofa inside the cave, the Moon Apostle, who was around seventeen or eighteen years old, was much smaller than those her age. She was currently barefoot and leaning against the sofa, while two little elves gently massaged her legs. Another held a fruit platter filled with juicy cherries and strawberries.
"Life is so boring. Who told me to be a summoner? There's nothing I can do about being this comfortable."
The Moon Apostle stretched lazily as several little elven familiars flew around nearby.
"This guy is unexpectedly hardworking. With a sixfold difference in acquisition rate, why does he still have more war achievements than me? After breaking through the Elven race, did he go fight Doin as well?"
The Moon Apostle looked at the war achievement rankings. She nearly laughed when she saw them. Aside from the top two, everyone else had basically given up halfway, merely maintaining their positions so they would not fall.
After closing the war achievement rankings, the Moon Apostle opened the World Contact Platform and continued pretending to be useless there. As long as nothing unexpected happened, she had no problem taking first place this time. The reason was that her familiars were slaughtering the "Flame Demons" in batches. These "Flame Demons" had no organization or discipline. Aside from their large numbers and above-average individual combat strength, they were useless in every other way.
In the Moon Apostle's eyes, they were simply groups of walking war achievements. She had already