After parking the mana-infused flying stingray at a suitable location—it was difficult to reverse summon it due to excess mana—I immediately entered the floating island.

“Roman, isn’t this a bit rushed?”
“You kidding? I like this pace!”

Leif and Ray voiced their conflicting opinions, but I didn’t respond. My mind was entirely occupied by the name of the leader Shawn had mentioned earlier.

Jan Bong-sik.

The familiarity of those three syllables heightened my unease. Even the name I go by, Roman Seon, isn’t my real name. It’s a localized version adapted to fit the unfamiliar sounds of this world.