Wealthy Girls Weren't So Easily Lured Away

"I..."

Norns stood up, then noticed that many others wore much the same expression.

Then many players discovered that their experience, which had not budged in ages, had suddenly shot up by a huge amount. They stared in shock. Quite a few even slapped themselves—or someone beside them—to make sure they weren't dreaming.

"What on earth just happened?"

Norns looked around, unable to make any sense of it.

She was certain it had not been an illusion. It had been real. Yet Infinite City had not been invaded by monsters, and every player who had died was completely unharmed.

Meanwhile, at the City Lord's Manor, on the top floor of the castle.

Hawkins looked at Sa helplessly. "You have a way to clean this up, right?"

"Why clean it up? Isn't it good to leave them with doubts and a little fear? Quite a few of them haven't made any progress in a long time, have they?" Sa asked with a smile.

Hawkins did not argue. Infinite City was so safe that many players had indeed gone a long time without growing stronger.

"A little jolt isn't necessarily a bad thing. Speaking of which... how are you going to thank me?" Sa suddenly asked, smiling.

After every player had been killed by the Lion-Ant-Bee Warrior, Hawkins had gained a skill called General's Command. It allowed him to summon a player to fight for him.

Of course, the summoned player was not truly the player, yet was indeed that very person. It was like the reality Sa had just created within an illusion: both real and false, though everything that happened there had, in essence, truly happened.

The player he summoned really was that player. But whether the player died in battle or Hawkins dismissed the summon, the person would suffer