Chapter 52
Hamil Empire, visited after a long time.
Muhyuk moved forward, watching the Hamil Empire, which was much more vibrant than before.
Good.
A feast of countless users.
Some were doing business with signs posted.
“Come and see! We have many good items!”
Someone was looking for a party.
“Looking for ranged dealers over level 40!”
“Looking for tankers over level 45!”
“Looking for priests over level 30!”
The closer he got to the plaza, the more he was bound to be jostled by people, but Muhyuk thought of this as a kind of leisure.
He leisurely looked around and turned away from the plaza.
He headed north.
The higher he went, the more dilapidated the buildings became.
That alley.
He went deep inside and stopped in front of a house on the verge of collapse.
Knock knock.
He knocked, but there was no answer.
It was like that back then too…
Muhyuk smiled and shouted.
“It’s me, Master!”
The door burst open.
Balshion (Old Man) with a subtle expression was visible.
“What brings you here?”
“Just because.”
“Ahem, come in.”
He went inside, took a seat, and sat down.
Balshion stared intently at Muhyuk.
“Ho, you’ve grown quite a bit.”
“I’ve worked hard.”
“Well, it’s a close call, but you barely meet the standard, so take a test while you’re here.”
“A test?”
“Yes, traditionally, Gangster Necromancers didn’t have proper attack skills. They only focused on Skeletons. Thanks to that, the Skeletons became very strong, but they themselves became weak. So, what they focused on was the basic skills of the basic job.”
