The quest-rewards were colossal. In chain quests, the rewards increased with each successive mission. Weed cheerfully read the contents of the quest but then his expression changed.
Bar Khan had shown the strength of his minions.
Their army had waged war against the powerful kingdoms and churches. Especially the powerful True Blood Clan Vampires.
The clan counted more than one thousand members and the lowest level a vampire had was 270. The head of the True Blood Clan, Tori, the leader of the True Blood Clan, was a known boss monster with a level of 400. It didn’t matter how strong Weed was right now, since no user was even close to reaching level 400.
‘It’s absurd to fight the True Blood Vampire Clan and bring back the Crown of Fargo…’
Weed looked at the difficulty level.
‘Difficulty B! Three dispatched groups of Paladins have failed the quest. I can’t possibly complete it.’
You couldn’t clear this kind of difficulty level without forming a party with the most powerful users. No matter how high the rewards were, this fact remained unchanged.
“I’m sorry. I believe it would be tough to complete this mission with my lack of ability.”
It was inevitable since he couldn’t hope to complete the quest. He could only refuse.
But the High Priest smiled gently.
“You are far too modest, but that is not necessary. I leave this request to you.”
“No. I cannot accept this request.”
“There is no need to be too modest. A famous adventurer such as yourself is perfect for this kind of mission.”
Weed wanted to cry when he heard the words of the High Priest. To have humility misunderstood so much that it would result in a tragic ending.
‘Blindly put… intimacy of relationship.’
Because of the high reliability, the High Priest believed in him.
To make matters worse, the High Priest did not give up.
“In the legends, stories have been passed down in the church that when the church’s influence falls, a Hero will appear before a coming war and reclaim the lost treasures. You are that Hero!”
Weed could feel his ears failing when he heard the High Priest say this outlandish legend.
Then he heard a familiar sound.
Ttiring!
Quest has been received.
Weed hurriedly checked the quest and it was the B rank difficulty quest in the quest window.
‘The quest is forced on the person who finds the Herrera Cup? I can’t help it then. Maybe a chance will appear’
His judgment was shrewd and fast, but realistic. There was always an opportunity to live.
However, the High Priest plunged him into despair with his next words and there was no room to escape.
“Twenty years ago, the Paladins managed to make teleport gates and succeeded to set up the last one to Mora. With the teleport gate, one can be moved instantly without needing to travel.”
“So you’re saying…”
Weed’s lip trembled slightly.
“It is urgent and you must not delay any further. You will be departing tomorrow at this time and one priest will be sent to accompany you and aid in your mission. He will play an important role in saving our brothers and children that have been petrified by the vampires.”