Looking around, Noan felt that the chaotic scene before him was both familiar and sowhat amusing.
"Mom! I'm back."
"Hahahaha... I'm no longer in that hellish place."
"God damn it! My beloved city, I've returned."
"In the next ten days, I will eat to my heart's content, eat everything."
"Hurry up! I want to take a bath. Damn it, I haven't bathed in a month."
"Hahaha... I'm back, Dad, Mom, I'm back..."
Everyone was happy to be back in the city. Perhaps it was only when sothing was lost that people learned to appreciate it truly.
When they were still in the city, no one appreciated that ti, until they were brought to a barren place, and only then did they realize how wonderful the city was.
This place had all the anities, all the food, and every service anyone could think of.
It even had their loved ones.
However, for Noan, it was different.
He had no family, and life in the chaotic zone wasn't bad.
He had enough food, and Vylyss and other heroes kept him company.
Life was incredibly leisurely and joyful. On the contrary, the city was a dangerous place for Noan.
Why?
This place not only had family mbers like a bunch of blood-sucking demons, but the risk of his SSS rank natural talent being exposed was also very high.
Especially after the news of his success in clearing the 10th floor of the Trial Tower was announced to all the Lords.
Although he had concealed his identity, the ability of the federal governnt and the empire to track him was incredibly formidable.
Therefore, for Noan, the city was quite a dangerous place.
On the other hand, in the chaotic zone, there was no interference from the Federal Governnt or the Empire, no laws, and he could do whatever he wanted.
Noan shook his head, not wanting to think about it anymore, and stepped out of the teleportation gate, imdiately checking the 'Summoning Space.'
"Vylyss, are you still inside?" Noan communicated through his thoughts because if his hero was still in the 'Summoning Space,' he could communicate with him using his mind.
"Master, I am still by your side."
Noan: "!!!"
Hearing Vylyss's voice, Noan felt imnse joy but still tried hard not to show emotion.
He took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then turned toward the area where the hero summoning space was, walking toward it.
Even though he already had Vylyss in the 'Summoning Space,' he still needed to summon Malrik.
"Noan!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.
A wave of fragrance wafted toward his face.
The scent wasn't too strong, but it was very pleasant, like the sll of jasmine flowers.
"Halo!" Lylia stepped in front of him, her red hair and beautiful face still the sa as before, wearing a JK dress accentuating her playful and cute deanor.
However, her face carried an additional layer of maturity this ti, as if she had gone through a lot.
"Lylia?!" Noan imdiately recognized her.
"Hehehe..." Lylia laughed mischievously, giving him a strong pat on the shoulder. "I didn't think you were still alive."
Noan chuckled, "Ah! You don't want to live, huh?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Lylia pouted, saying, "You still owe a al. We're going to eat together today."
Noan sighed and shook his head, "Not today. I have so things to take care of."
Lylia pouted in a teasing manner, "Ah! Are you trying to run away?"
"No, I do have sothing to solve."
Hearing Noan's words, which seed genuine, Lylia was disappointed and said, "Fine, but you must invite for a al. No more excuses."
"Last ti we didn't even get to eat because of Jankos' interference, it was so annoying."
Noan suddenly rembered Jankos. He had gotten a bit reckless back then, wanting to challenge Jankos over a small dispute.
However, after that, all the Lords were sent to the chaotic zone, so the competition between the lords was canceled.
"Alright, if you're busy, I won't bother you. However, if I text you, you have to reply within one minute, and if I call you, you have to pick up within ten seconds, deal?" Lylia said with a mischievous smile.
Noan: "..."
"Hey! Do you really want to do that?" Noan asked in confusion.
"Of course! I'm afraid you'll run away," Lylia pouted and said.
"Am I that kind of person?"
"Yes!"
Noan: "..."
"Alright, I agree. Don't worry, I will invite you to eat."
"Hehehe..." Lylia laughed mischievously, her smile like a sunflower blooming in the sunlight. "I'll wait for you."
After saying that, Noan imdiately left.
Soon after, Lylia's expression changed, becoming calm and somber, completely different from her earlier playful deanor.
It was as if the Lylia who had just spoken with Noan and the one standing now were two different people.
She gazed at Noan's back until he disappeared into the crowd, sighed, and left.
"Well? Don't want to tell the truth?" A middle-aged man's voice suddenly spoke, causing Lylia to startle.
She looked up and saw the man, saying, "Father?! Why are you here?"
"Hm?! Can't I co to see my daughter after she returns from a place full of danger and violence?" The middle-aged man was Lylia's father, Simon.
"No, what I an is... You were supposed to be at the royal palace today, so why are you here?" Lylia tilted her head and asked.
Simon sighed, saying, "A lot has happened, and you don't need to know too much. Anyway, how have you been in that world? Are you okay?"
"Father, you can see for yourself. I'm fine," Lylia smiled mischievously and replied.
Simon looked at Lylia with eyes full of love and a hint of sadness. "Do you want to visit your grandfather?"
Lylia lowered her head upon hearing that. "Father, you know I don't want to et him. Why do you have to force to do sothing I don't like?"
"But..." Simon sighed. "Fine, you don't have to go back, but at least send a ssage to your grandfather."
"You know he cares a lot about you; it's just... the promise he made back then; your grandfather definitely won't change because he believes that doing so will help you live a better life."
Lylia suddenly changed her attitude, her face clearly showing coldness and darkness. "Deciding my life for , forcing to marry soone I don't like, is that really for my good? How laughable."
"Father, please go back. I never want to return to that cold house again."
Lylia finished speaking and turned to leave. Simon didn't stop her; he sighed, shook his head, and eventually left.
…
Noan arrived at the hero summoning area, waiting for his turn.
However, the wait wasn't long, and there weren't many people here to summon heroes to the city either.
He looked around and finally shook his head, no longer paying attention.
Noan pulled out his phone, where nurous news articles were about the Lords returning to the City.
[The Lords are allowed to return to the City.]
[Over 40% of the Lords have died.]
[Many Lords have fallen into depression and madness after returning from the Chaotic World.]
[What on earth is going on?]
[The Federal Governnt and the Empire remain silent, but we have the right to know the truth.]
[Humanity's main resource, the Lords, is gradually destroyed by an unforeseen event.]
[Is this the Federal Governnt and the Empire's plan, or is it the work of a higher entity that created the System?]
There were a lot of news stories about the event where the Lords were sent to the Chaotic World.
Additionally, most of the deceased Lords were rank F and E, while the rest had been seriously injured, ntally shattered, or had beco slaves to other Lords.
"Hm?!" Noan saw a post at the top of the 'Hot Search' list and clicked to read it.
[The first person to clear the 10th floor of the Trial Tower is a rank F Lord. Is this the System's fault, or is it the truth?]
Noan frowned, letting out a sigh of relief because the System had a function to conceal his identity. Otherwise, he would've likely drawn attention from everyone.
Another news article appeared, gaining similar 'hot' status.
[The Federal Governnt and the Empire are trying to locate the Lord who cleared the 10th floor of the Trial Tower.
The person who finds this Lord will be rewarded with 1,000 rank C Crystal Orbs.
If the Lord appears on their own and contacts the Governnt, they will be rewarded with 1,000 rank A Crystal Orbs.]
"What the hell?!"
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