In conclusion, Ianâs quest finished successfully.
At the risky last moment, the naval forces of Luspel Empire that were stationed at Isreun came out to meet Ianâs s.h.i.+p.
The navy of Kaimon, who persistently chased after Ian, chose to turn the bow of their s.h.i.+p for now, and immediately, Ian, who was worried that a full-scale war would occur, was able to let out a sigh of relief.
The reason that Ian was relieved was not because of the dangers that occurred through a full-scale war.
âWhew, if a full-scale war happened right away, how many more hours would I have had to game from now on?â
Ianâs continuous game time was already pa.s.sing 38 hours.
Even now, because of the surging fatigue he felt throughout his whole body, his eyes were half-closed.
More than anything else, Ian wanted to close his eyes for a bit after quickly returning to the Capital and completing the quest.
Swaah-.
With the galleon s.h.i.+p that Ian was on as the head, the fleet of Luspel Empire was able to safely arrive at the harbour of Isreun.
Clunk-.
The anchor of the s.h.i.+p, which docked at the harbour, went down, and Ian led his heavy body and walked out of it.
Paulean, who had gotten off first, wore a satisfied smile as he pulled Ianâs hand.
âGood work, Baron. Youâve truly done a great job.â
At Pauleanâs words, Ian weakly nodded his head as he replied.
âWhew, great work as well, Paulean. We still somehow managed to return.â
At Ianâs drooping words, Kaizar, who got off behind him, smirked.
âWhat, how much did you fight to have absolutely no energy, when I was that age, I was still lively even if I fought without resting for a couple days and nights.â
At Kaizarâs scolding, Ian wore a dumbfounded expression.
âNo, how big of an age difference do we have for him to say that?â
This was because, from the outside, Kaizar only looked to be in his early 30s at most.
At their first encounter, he couldnât guess his age because of his s.h.a.ggy, tangled white hair, but right now, where he even had on proper attire, he looked to only be about the same age as Ian.
As even his white hair was straightened up well, rather even a mysterious aura was being displayed.
âThen, how old are you, retainer? It looks like you donât have that much of a difference with meâ
At Ianâs grumbling, Kaizar replied with a poker-face.
âIâm 120 years old.â
As Ian stared at Kaizar with an expression of disbelief, he smirked as he continued his words.
âAh, there might be a 5-year margin of error. Itâs already been over several decades since Iâve roughly counted my age.â
Ian couldnât help but accept it with a bitter expression.
âI, I seeâ
And he mumbled internally.
âSure, well, itâs a game, so itâs possibleâ
Catching a glimpse of his retainer, who was monster-like in many ways(?), Ian shook his head.
âTake good care of your retainer from now on, Lord guy.â
Paulean, who watched the two people bicker for a moment, laughed as he opened his mouth.
âAlright, either way, letâs go to the Capital right away. His Majesty is probably waiting.â
At Pauleanâs words, the two people nodded and moved their feet.
âYes, alright.â
âWeâll do that.â
The Capital of Luspel Empire.
And in the very centre was the office of King Celias.
Celias greeted Ian, who returned, incredibly warmly.
âOh! Good work, Sir Ian. I heard that youâve carried out the duty brilliantly.â
âThatâs right, Your Majesty. Weâve rescued all of the prisoners of Pascal and returned.â
It was the same as last time, but when it was time to report the results of an Empire Quest, Ianâs body moved on its own regardless of his will.
Chak- Cha-chak-!
While staring at his body that showed courteousness towards the King with disciplined actions, Ian, barely grasping onto his tired mind, waited for the quest to be completed.
âWhy is this imperial familyâs etiquette so complicated? Thereâs no reason for such realismâ
When Ian played a game, he looked more at the general planning ability rather than the fine details.
Because of that, to him, small details like this were even to the point of being bothersome.
âIn our plan to rescue the prisoners of Pascal Prison this timeâ
He even began to report the content of the quest on his own now!
Ian was a little dumbfounded, but it seemed as his mind was blank, he couldnât even think of anything.
âStill, since everything is being done for me, it is comfortableâ
However, it was something that wasnât much of a merit to just Ian, but to be honest, there were a lot of users that were enthusiastic about Kailanâs perfect detail that was perverted-like.
âRemarkable, remarkable indeed. Good work. Youâve done much better than I expected. As expected of you, Sir Ian.â
âThank you, Your Majesty.â
Celias, who heard all of Ianâs report content, smiled brightly, and a notification alerting Ian of the completion of the quest popped up in front of his two eyes.
Ring-.
Even for the two eyes of Ian, which were saturated with exhaustion, causing them to be sunken in, life returned to them whenever the reward list popped up.
âIt was tiring, but to have leveled up like crazy in the 120 level-range If itâs this much, I think itâs worth doing.â
A satisfied smile hung from his lips.
However, the two eyes of Ian, who had checked that everything including the quest reward came in, slowly started to close.
The fatigue that was being suppressed with his mental strength swarmed in an instant the moment he saw the words âquest completedâ.
âAh I need to go lie down in my bedâ
However, regardless of Ianâs will, Ian slowly began to lose his hold on his mind.
And Ian could faintly hear Celiasâ voice.
âListen, Sir Ian! Pull yourself together!â
The front of Jinsungâs studio apartment.
Harin carefully pressed the doorbell.
Ding-dong-!
However, even after quite some time, not even a trace could be felt from Ianâs house.
âWhere has this dude gone Is he asleep? Thereâs no reason for him not be home at this timeâ
Harin, who heard the word that a bar would open at the virtual reality department for the school festival, went to have fun with her friend.
However, after hearing that Jinsung didnât come to school today, she immediately got up from her spot and had come to Jinsungâs house.
âItâs only 9 oâclock in the evening right now Is he already asleep?â
Because it was set-up that even if he was gaming inside the capsule, if the doorbell was pressed, a notification would go in, but the fact that there wasnât an indication of a personâs presence meant that Jinsung was actually not home or he was asleep.
As Jinsung was quite a light sleeper, Harin, who made the decision that he had gone out somewhere momentarily, opened the door lock and began to press the pa.s.scode[1].
Beep- Bee-beep-
After last time, where they decided to leave the extra capsule at Jinsungâs place and have Harin use it, Jinsung told Harin the house pa.s.scode as well.
To be honest, she had just pressed the bell once âout of courtesyâ.
âHe seems to have gone out for a moment Should I at least make dinner?â
Harin somehow felt like she had become a wife, and while humming, she entered Jinsungâs house.
Bee-reep- Bee-ree-reep-!
As Harin closed the door, the door lock automatically locked, and the sensor lights in the entrance turned on.
âFrom what I saw last time, for someone who lives alone, he seemed to have bought quite a lot of different thingsâ
Harin put her bag down off to one side of the room and headed to the kitchen.
However, the blue light of Ianâs capsule that was turned on caught her eyes.
âHuh? Thatâs a light that turns on only if a person is sitting inside that capsule.â
Harin, who wore a slightly fl.u.s.tered expression, slowly approached Ianâs capsule.
âIt seems that the game is turned off But why is he like this? Is the new capsule model already malfunctioning?â
Harin mumbled as she pressed the open b.u.t.ton of the capsule.
As she did so, the capsule let out a hissing noise as its door tilted open upwards.
And shortly after, Harin swallowed a gulp of air before she even realized.
This was because Jinsung, who was in an unconscious(?) state inside the capsule, had his eyes closed while his body was stretched out.
âWhat, what the h.e.l.l? Jinsung, why are you sleeping here like this?â
Harin shook Jinsungâs shoulder to try and wake him up.
However, Jinsung didnât even move an inch.
Her large eyes grew even wider.
âJinsung, are you unwell? Are you sure you havenât gotten sick from gaming for so long?â
As Jinsung didnât wake up no matter how much she shook him, a fl.u.s.tered Harin contemplated whether she needed to at least call the emergency room.
However, the moment she turned on her smartphone and was about to press the number
Deu-reu-rung- Pheeew-.
Soon, the sound of Jinsung snoring could be heard, and while smirking, Harin put down her smartphone.
âHaâ
Holding in her laughter, Harin wrapped Jinsungâs neck with one of her arms in order to pull him out of the capsule.
âJinsung, if you sleep here, youâll get an intervertebral disk Get up! You need to go sleep in your bed.â
With a heart of a mom seen when watching the TV who woke up a young, sleeping child that had fallen asleep on the couch, Harin strained to pull Jinsung out of the capsule.
However, there was no way that Harin, a female, would be able to easily pull out Jinsungâs body, which was stretched out limply.
âEuh, heâs heavier than I thought.â
However, just then.
Jinsungâs arm, which was placed on the armrest, wrapped around Harinâs waist.
âUh Ohh!â
The Harin, who was leaning towards Jinsung, instantly lost her centre of gravity and her body collapsed forward.
Plop-.
Along with the sound of air escaping a cus.h.i.+on, Harinâs body slightly lied on top of Jinsungâs.
The pale face of a fl.u.s.tered Harin was tinged red like a beet.
âWhat, what the h.e.l.l? He wasnât asleep?â
Shortly after slightly turning her bright red face and looking at Jinsung, she couldnât help but smirk at Jinsungâs snoring that rang out again.
âNo, how long did he game for to sleep like a log?â
Because Harin also saw Jinsung appear on the YTBC channel, she knew that he was doing some sort of large-scale Empire Quest.
She just merely couldnât even a.s.sume that he hadnât logged off once for almost about 40 hours.
âHmm, ahem.â
Harin, who cleared her throat lowly at the awkwardness, lifted one of her legs and slightly pushed her body into the capsule.
As she did so, the plush cus.h.i.+ons of the capsule opened up and her body slipped in right next to Jinsung, and Harin, who nestled in Jinsungâs arms more stably(?) than before, smiled timidly.
âHehe Shall I stay here like this for a moment?â
Harin was about to slightly press her lips to Jinsungâs cheek when she paused and turned her head, placing it on top of Jinsungâs chest.
She wanted to give Jinsung a chance(?).
âStill, the guy should kiss first.â
Harin, who wore a satisfied smile, slightly closed her eyes.
Because she had already told her family that she would be a little late at it was a festival day, she still had about one hour left.
And
Jinsungâs new model capsule was even just as comfortable as a bed.
[1] In Korea, rather than a key, there are locks with number pads, where you input the pa.s.scode to unlock the door.