The underground throne hall remained silent after the death of the Twin-Faced Ogre.
Broken pillars covered the battlefield.
Blood stained the shattered stone floor.
And in the middle of the destruction—
Ren quietly opened his system storage.
Blue light flickered briefly.
One after another—
The massive boss loot disappeared.
The Ogre Greatsword.
The gigantic War Club.
The black heavy Ogre Armor.
The gold coins.
Monster materials.
Everything vanished into the invisible storage space.
Lyra still couldn't fully get used to the sight.
Even after witnessing it multiple times—
Watching objects larger than carriages disappear into thin air still felt unbelievable.
"…Your power really ignores common sense."
Ren smirked slightly.
"Convenient though."
After storing everything, Ren finally inspected the Ogre Armor properly through the system appraisal.
Blue text appeared before his eyes.
[Ogre Warrior Armor]
Grade: Rare
Effects: • Reduces Physical Damage by 50% on armored areas
• Reduces Magical Damage by 50% on armored areas
• Reduces Physical and Magical Damage by 25% on exposed body areas
Durability: High
Special Trait: Heavy monster armor forged naturally through mana absorption.
Ren's eyes widened slightly.
This wasn't ordinary armor.
This thing was absurdly powerful for beginner adventurers.
Especially for a mage.
Without hesitation, Ren turned toward Lyra.
"You wear it."
Lyra blinked.
"…What?"
"You're our mage."
"You need protection more than me."
Lyra looked genuinely surprised.
Most masters would keep valuable equipment for themselves.
Especially armor with defensive abilities this powerful.
Yet Ren handed it to her without hesitation.
"…Are you sure?"
Ren nodded casually.
"You nearly died in there."
"That's enough reason."
For several moments—
Lyra simply stared at him silently.
Then slowly—
Her fluffy silver tail moved slightly behind her.
"…Thank you."
The armor automatically resized slightly after she equipped it through mana adaptation.
The dark metallic armor contrasted beautifully against her silver hair and wolf ears.
It made her look less like a slave—
And more like a battlefield mage.
Meanwhile, Ren opened the newly unlocked Arsenal section secretly.
Blue holographic screens appeared before his eyes alone.
[AK-47 Blueprint]
Status: Cannot Craft
Requirements: • Refined Metal
• Special Hardwood
• Ammunition Production Materials
• Weapon Parts
Available Compatible Material: • Ogre War Club Metal Core
Missing Materials: • Hardwood Components
• 7.62 Ammunition
Ren frowned slightly.
So the system wasn't magical creation from nothing.
It still required real-world manufacturing resources.
The metal could be extracted from the Ogre War Club.
But the rifle stock and body parts needed special hardwood.
And even if he crafted the weapon—
Without ammunition, it would become useless.
Still—
This was already terrifying progress.
One day—
Entire armies could potentially exist through the system.
Ren quietly closed the interface.
"We should leave."
Lyra nodded immediately.
The two finally exited the dungeon.
By the time Ren and Lyra finally exited the dungeon—
The sky outside had already turned dark orange beneath the setting sun.
They had spent nearly the entire day inside the dungeon.
The guild guards stationed near the entrance looked shocked seeing them return alive.
Especially after disappearing into the deeper floors for so many hours.
"…They actually came back alive."
"That rookie party?"
"No way…"
The guards whispered among themselves quietly.
But none of them dared ask questions directly.
Experienced guards understood one thing—
Adventurers returning from deep raids were often exhausted, injured, or mentally unstable after combat.
So they simply watched silently as Ren and Lyra headed toward the guild.
Inside the Adventurer Guild—
The atmosphere became even louder.
The moment Ren placed monster materials onto the counter—
The entire hall became silent.
Goblin ears.
Goblin fangs.
Hobgoblin teeth.
And finally—
Massive Ogre Teeth.
Even the guild staff froze.
The receptionist swallowed nervously.
"You… actually defeated the dungeon boss?"
Ren nodded calmly.
"We're here to claim the reward."
The guild quickly began calculating everything.
40 Goblin Ears
Reward: 2 Silver Each
40 Goblin Fangs
Reward: 3 Silver Each
10 Hobgoblin Teeth
Reward: 5 Silver Each
10 Ogre Teeth
Reward: 10 Gold Each
2 Twin-Faced Ogre Testicles
Reward: 100 Gold Each
Dungeon Clear Reward: 100 Gold Coins
Total Reward: 405 Gold Coins and 7 Silver
The entire guild exploded into noise.
"FOUR HUNDRED GOLD?!"
"That's enough to buy a mansion!"
"No beginner party should earn that much!"
Meanwhile—
Ren calmly stored the newly obtained money directly into system storage.
The gold vanished instantly.
Lyra still found that sight unbelievable.
Then suddenly—
The noisy guild hall became silent.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the upper floor staircase.
An older muscular man wearing dark guildmaster robes slowly descended into the hall personally.
The Guildmaster himself.
Even experienced adventurers immediately lowered their voices.
The Guildmaster stopped directly in front of Ren and Lyra before looking at the boss materials silently.
His eyes especially lingered on the Twin-Faced Ogre's testicles.
Even experienced adventurers nearby looked toward them with interest.
Those materials were extremely famous among wealthy nobles and high-ranking merchants.
Not because of combat value—
But because of their medical effects.
Refined properly by alchemists, the materials were believed to greatly enhance male vitality and improve a man's special functions.
Because of that—
Demand among rich noblemen remained absurdly high.
Then finally—
The Guildmaster spoke.
"You two cleared the Twin-Faced Ogre dungeon?"
Ren nodded calmly.
The Guildmaster stared at him for several moments before laughing deeply.
"Hah… monsters."
Then he turned toward the entire guild hall.
"From today onward—"
"This party is officially promoted from F-rank to D-rank by my authority as Guildmaster."
The hall exploded into chaos instantly.
"DIRECTLY TO D-RANK?!"
"That's insane!"
"No rookie party has skipped ranks like that before!"
Even veteran adventurers looked stunned.
Because direct promotions personally approved by a Guildmaster were extremely rare.
Especially for newly registered adventurers.
But amidst the noise—
Ren suddenly noticed something strange.
A figure wearing a dark hooded cloak stood quietly near the far corner of the guild.
Unlike everyone else—
The person wasn't reacting emotionally.
Just watching silently.
Carefully.
The clothing itself already looked strange compared to local fashion.
Too concealed.
Too deliberate.
The moment Ren looked directly toward the figure—
The hooded person quietly turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Ren's eyes narrowed slightly.
Someone was observing them.
And not casually.
After leaving the guild—
Ren and Lyra headed toward a nearby inn.
The capital streets remained busy despite the evening hour.
But now—
People occasionally recognized them.
Whispers spread as they walked.
"The dungeon clearers…"
"The rookie party…"
"That silver-haired beastwoman is beautiful…"
Ren ignored everything while entering the inn.
The two quietly ate dinner together near the corner of the dining hall.
Fresh bread.
Soup.
Roasted meat.
Simple food—
But after nearly dying inside a dungeon, it tasted far better than expected.
Later that night—
Inside their rented room—
Rain tapped softly against the inn window.
Moonlight mixed with candlelight illuminated the dark room faintly.
Ren sat quietly near the window while checking the streets below.
Lyra sat on the bed while carefully removing parts of her armor.
Then Ren finally spoke.
"We're being watched."
Lyra immediately looked toward him seriously.
"The person from the guild?"
Ren nodded.
"They weren't normal."
"Too calm."
"Too focused."
Lyra's wolf ears twitched uneasily.
"…Do you think nobles noticed us already?"
"Probably."
"And after today's promotion…"
Ren exhaled slowly.
"We became too visible."
D-rank adventurers already possessed decent social standing inside cities.
And rookie adventurers reaching that level this quickly?
That naturally attracted dangerous attention.
Ren stood from the chair slowly.
"We leave tonight."
Lyra immediately looked toward him.
"How late?"
"Two in the morning."
Lyra blinked slightly.
"…That early?"
Ren nodded calmly.
"That's the best time."
"Most guards start slacking off around then."
"Some sleep."
"Others stop paying attention because they think nothing happens that late."
"In frontline regions near borders, guards stay alert during the night because enemies often try sneaking into camps or cities under darkness."
"But this is the capital."
"Several hundred kilometers away from any active battlefield."
"No one expects enemy infiltration here."
"That makes people careless."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"And darkness gives us cover."
Military habits.
Old battlefield logic.
Even in another world—
Human behavior during night patrols remained predictable.
Especially in peaceful cities where guards grew lazy over time.
Ren quietly looked outside the inn window toward the distant capital walls.
"If we leave at two…"
"We can disappear before sunrise."
Lyra slowly nodded.
"…Alright."
Then after several moments of silence—
She quietly looked toward him.
"You really think someone dangerous is targeting us?"
Ren stared toward the distant royal district.
"Yes."
"And if we stay longer…"
"We'll eventually get dragged into problems."
Silence filled the room afterward.
Only the rain continued outside.
But both already understood one thing clearly—
Their peaceful days inside the capital had ended.
Elsewhere—
Inside the Royal Knight and Mage Academy—
Lady Seraphina calmly listened while a shadowed informant kneeled before her.
"The rumors were true, my lady."
"The rookie adventurer party cleared the dungeon boss."
Seraphina slowly sipped her tea.
"Interesting."
The informant continued.
"The male adventurer named Ren was promoted directly from F-rank to D-rank by the Guildmaster himself."
"And according to our spy inside the guild…"
"He travels together with a silver wolf beastwoman."
That finally made Seraphina pause slightly.
"A silver wolf?"
The informant lowered his head further.
"Yes, my lady."
"Based on available information, she may belong to the destroyed Silver Wolf Tribe of the eastern Beast Nation, Fenrisgrad."
Seraphina's eyes narrowed with interest.
A survivor from a destroyed noble beast tribe.
And traveling beside an abnormal adventurer.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
The informant hesitated slightly before continuing further.
"There is one more matter, my lady."
Seraphina calmly looked toward him.
"Speak."
"The prince has secretly begun acquiring large amounts of gold from the royal treasury."
That immediately made the room colder.
Seraphina slowly placed down her teacup.
"…For what purpose?"
"We believe he intends to purchase the silver wolf woman once her location is confirmed."
A faint look of disgust crossed Seraphina's beautiful face.
Predictable.
The prince was famous for lusting after rare beastwomen.
Especially noble bloodlines.
The informant lowered his head further.
"Her Majesty the Queen continues protecting the prince's actions."
That made Seraphina's eyes sharpen dangerously.
The current queen.
Her stepmother.
A woman feared even inside the royal palace itself.
Over the years—
She had systematically removed every competing queen and concubine from the palace.
Some disappeared politically.
Some mysteriously died.
Others simply vanished.
And because the prince was her only son—
The king heavily favored him despite his corruption and incompetence.
Seraphina quietly looked outside the rain-covered academy windows.
Then slowly smiled.
Coldly.
"If the prince truly targets Ren and the silver wolf…"
"Then things may become far more interesting."
Meanwhile—
Far away inside a small inn room—
Neither Ren nor Lyra realized that members of the royal family had already begun moving around them.