As the elf departed, Yuris summarized.
"So... in this level, instead of monsters, we have to fight an old general—either in a life or death battle or in an archery match?"
He continued with a blank face.
"But the catch is that the old general is already dead, so killing him is impossible. In archery, anyone who challenges him is killed immediately and declared the loser. Only people far stronger than the general can defeat him and leave the level. That's why, even without any other threats, most people can't advance and get stuck on this level unless a powerful team or someone stronger willingly brings them along."
The air fell silent as Yuris finished, slowly wiping the sweat from his forehead. Isaac, who had been abruptly dragged out of the pocket space still holding the glass bottle he had been using to mix ingredients for a potion, glanced at Charles' numb face and knew that whatever nonsense Yuris had just said was absolutely, undeniably true.
