As soon as I entered the community, I turned on my computer, checked the chat, and was stunned.

[Long Live Korean Independence] – 2 people online.

Why 2 people? Is there really a new Korean nearby? Wait, but it's illogical that a newcomer found a chat so quickly.

*Click, click!*

Feeling doubtful, I hovered my mouse and double-clicked on the name of the room.

An unusual message appeared.

[This room is temporarily unavailable. Time remaining: 9 minutes 51 seconds].

What is this? At first, it was unclear, but soon the situation became clearer. Login restriction was one of the inherent privileges of a chat moderator.

In other words, it means that someone came to Lee Baek Ho as soon as the community opened, and he closed the door to talk to him.

It would be reasonable to understand it this way. Most likely, this person was his acquaintance. If they were strangers, he would not have locked the door, but would have kicked him out.

Lee Baek Ho is familiar, right?

I was curious.

Lee Baek Ho was an old user who had taken the pill at the very beginning of his journey, which limited his time in the community to one hour. He should have been in this community for 10 years, so he probably knows a lot of people.

But this person was most likely someone who had been here for as long as Lee Baek Ho.

It was Lee Baek Ho who gave me the invitation code to enter the Roundtable Observers community.

"Oh...

It's a pity that you can't find out the nicknames of the chat participants.

Watching the passage of time with some regret, I soon noticed that the number of participants had been reduced to one.

[Long Live Korean Independence] – 1 person online.

When I checked, the entry restriction was also lifted.

Is that man already gone?

With these thoughts in mind, I entered the chat.

"Are you from Mr. Lee's hometown?"

A what?

I hurriedly turned my head to the unfamiliar voice and saw a white man I had never seen before. Wait, maybe I did.

[LoveElfnuna].

When I checked the nickname above the man's head, my head went foggy for a moment. To my surprise, I had already met this man.

It was a user who sold me information about a magician named Shernal Fergang when I heard rumors of the Dimensional Collapse.

"If you think about it, it's okay. It looks like you're a fan of his, too."

Watching him turn down the promised 20,000 GP as payment, I realized I was new here and vowed to myself to climb to the top. But to think that this man was familiar with Lee Baek Ho...

Wait, where is Lee Baek Ho?

I quickly came to my senses. This man also looked strangely at my nickname.

"Hmph, we've met before, haven't we?"

Yes, so he recognized me too.

Since he used such an unpleasant nickname as LoveElfnuna, it seems that my nickname, Elfnunna, is remembered by him.

— Yes. We met again.

I felt somehow uncomfortable, and I saved my words.

I have a lot of things to ask, but sometimes just asking a question can give you information. For now, I've been waiting for the man to speak first.

After a moment, Lyublyu Elfnunu scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry about that.

"What do you mean?"

"It seems to me that I have taken away from you a friend whom you met after a long time.

— ... Are you talking about Lee Baek Ho?

LyublyuElfnuna nodded.

— Yes, as you know, there are not so many Koreans here. And I know very well how important it is to have people from their homeland.

"I don't understand. What do you mean by "taken away"...?

This time I wasn't pretending to be a rookie, it was sincere. I had no idea what he was talking about. Could it be that Lee Baek Ho left the chat because of him? But how? After all, the moderator of the chat must have been Lee Baek Ho?

As all sorts of questions swirled through my head, the white man continued:

"It's just as I said. From now on, you won't be able to find Mr. Lee here. I left it alone, thinking it would serve as a key, but... Unfortunately, he made a big mistake.

— ...?

"Actually, I was about to leave, but I thought I'd let you know so you wouldn't waste time waiting for him. Then, have a good time.

Before I could say anything, LoveElfnuna left the chat.

I remained standing, staring into the void.

Bloody hell.

What the hell is going on?

***

Soon I was alone in an empty room.

Wrong? He can't come here anymore?

Thoughts were confused, but at such moments it was necessary to calmly organize them.

Who the hell is this LoveElfnuna?

As I replayed the previous conversation step by step, I quickly came to a conclusion.

This is still only a hypothesis, but I am sure that he is the administrator of Ghostbusters.

Like the Queen of Souls I met here when I first entered, he was the one who guided the newcomers and ran the place so that there was no mess in the community. There was no other way to explain this situation.

"Unfortunately, he made a big mistake."

LoveElfnunu wasn't even the chat moderator, but he kicked Lee Baek Ho out of the room. No, it must not be Lee Baek Ho, who imposed a restriction on entering the room. At least in the community, the administrator had significant powers. Only he could banish a person from the community forever. He was not just an ordinary administrator, but...

Wait.

When my thoughts went so far, I hurriedly returned to my room. Then he quickly opened the message window.

[Elfnunna's transaction history has surpassed 50. Experience +50]

[Member rank changed. Orc -> Troll]

[От: Ghost Master]

Ghost Master was the main administrator of the Ghostbusters, who was referred to as a moderator, game master, or GM by community users, and whose identity was never revealed. I suddenly remembered a conversation with Lee Baek Ho.

"Do you know who the administrator is here?" Oh, I don't know. In fact, I found the pill after robbing the headquarters of the Ministry of Security." Then they don't know who you are either?" Perhaps they have assumptions. I also have a few people that I suspect..." "Who?"" There are three of them. Should I name them all?"

Then Lee Baek-ho told me the names of the three suspects. They were all magicians, and each of them was so famous that everyone in the city knew their names. Since this was Lee Baek Ho's assumption, it wasn't completely unreliable.

The administrator is a magician.

It wasn't accurate, but after imposing this premise, I remembered my first encounter with LoveElfnuna.

«... Is it okay that you just told me all of this?" And what do I have to do with it at all? I'm not a master of this school."

Listening to him tell me about the inner history of the Tarutein School, which spread rumors of the Dimensional Collapse, I thought this: This man speaks like a mage.

Having come to this conclusion, I swallowed nervously.

Maybe it's just my speculation, but...

If my guesses are correct, then I may have just met GM.

"Damn it!"

***

An incomprehensible shiver ran through my body, and after a while I returned to my usual state. Even if LoveElfnunu was a GM, it didn't mean that it was a major problem for me.

This nickname is a little disturbing...

But at least it wasn't a hostile relationship.

It doesn't look like he'll come for my head if he finds out who I am.

Okay, let's remove that first.

I went to the community wall and deleted the comment I had left on my Canadian friend's now-blurry post. It was impossible to identify me by it, but just in case. While I was doing this, I erased all traces I had left here. Apart from the comments on the humorous post, there were not many of them: once when there were rumors about the Dimensional Collapse, and another time when I listed information about Orcules on the stock exchange after the battle with the Dragon Slayer.

So I won't be able to see Lee Baek Ho again?

When I finished erasing the tracks, I thought of Lee Baek Ho. It was somewhat disappointing. In addition to the fact that I will no longer receive advanced information through him, to be honest, I had fun interacting with him.

But how did he deserve to be banned by the admin personally?

It was not yet possible to find out the truth, but it was not difficult to assume that it was closely related to the conquest of Noark.

It was the only major event in recent times.

*Tap! Tap!*

After that, I spent time wandering the community wall, mostly surfing the web. I checked to see if LoveElfnoon had left me a message, but there was none. It was the same with Lee Baek Ho.

… I should refrain from posting too.

A true old-timer always stayed away from the community and silently went about his business. Taking this case as a lesson, I added a new ironclad rule for using the community.

So, how much time has passed?

[03:03]

It's time for the Round Table.

This time, however, I didn't wait for the last minute, and just walked in. Given all that had happened, I decided that I could get information from small talk before the meeting.

… I wonder if everyone will be together today?

Starting with the set-up room as usual, I hurried to put on the dark blue suit I always wore and put on a lion mask.

*Squeaep!*

After I got dressed, the door opened as if waiting for me, and I walked along the carpet to the Round Table.

Clown was the first to greet me.

"You came earlier this time, hee-hee.

Having missed the last month, I have not heard this unique laughter for 2 months. I went to my usual place and examined everyone.

Crescent, Deer, Fox.

Not counting me and Clown, there were five of us at this meeting. The fox met my gaze, then turned away and said to everyone:

"Looks like Mr. Goblin is late today.

"Hee-hee, maybe he's dead." I've heard that this time there were a lot of casualties on the part of the paladins.

— ... Let's hope not.

As expected, the main topic of conversation even before the official meeting was conquest.

"I'm just surprised that I managed to survive. If hell exists, then it is there. I participated without much thought and regretted this decision.

— I agree. I never thought Noark had such hidden power. Even when the army of conquest was just being formed, I thought that we could attack the castle with this army.

"Hee-hee, and yet everyone got their ass kicked.

"Clown, you sound like it's none of your business.

— Of course, it doesn't. No matter how many people died, it doesn't matter to me. Isn't it, Mr. Lev?"

"I'm not interested in conquest.

I rested my chin on my hand as if I were bored, and only perked up my ears as I listened to the conversation. The sorcerers of Noark, the priests of Karui, the inner history of a large clan that suffered great damage, other races, and so on.

Information, too scarce to be brought to a meeting, continued to pour into small talk.

It's good that I came earlier.

Hiding a satisfied smile, I listened as they discussed the last situation when the Goblin appeared through the open door.

"Oh, Mr. Goblin!"

"You were alive.

"Oh, yes. True, it was very dangerous. God was indeed on our side.

The goblin naturally spoke of God, even though he was out of this world.

The clown laughed mockingly.

"What kind of God?" Obviously, you were hiding behind like a goblin, khee-hee.

"Clown, why are you so rude to me?"

"Because it's easy.

—…

Despite the blatant disrespect, the Goblin simply sat back down in his seat, letting out an empty chuckle.

He was frightened.

At first, I didn't understand why the Goblin took such a low position, but perhaps it was natural. After all, the Goblin's identity as a paladin was revealed. He couldn't openly feud with Clown, who was obviously strong.

*Rumble!*

As soon as the Goblin sat down, the door closed tightly. This meant that it was time to start the meeting.

"Leo, is your promise still valid?"

Even before we decided on the queue, Crescent asked me a question.

The topic of the question was missed, but I already understood everything. Apparently, he was referring to my promise to provide information about the Renaissance Stone in exchange for interesting information. When I nodded, Crescent Moon put on a resolute air.

"Hee, it looks like you're really confident this time.

"I'm just desperate. I need this item more than anything.

In this answer, there was a determination to learn more about the Stone of Rebirth at all costs.

"So, who wants to start?"

*Creak*

No sooner had the game begun than the door, which was tightly closed, opened.

There has never been such a phenomenon.

What is this? Another participant? I thought no one could enter the meeting after it started? Isn't this in the rules?

—…?

Judging by the questioning glances of the others, it seems that I was not the only one who found it strange.

*Boom*

Soon, the thick wooden door swung wide open, and a figure appeared through it. It was a man in a white mask with no facial features.

Only, the skin on his hands was wrinkled.

"Haha, this place hasn't changed at all.

The old man's voice came from behind the mask.

For a moment, silence reigned in the hall. The Fox was the first to speak.

"Master...?"

Through this roar I was able to understand. It was the Master, the creator of the Round Table Observers.

"I've never seen such a mask before. Who are you?

At his question, the Fox, whom I had led by the nose more than once, tilted her head.

"Didn't you invite him, Master?" I'm sure he said so too...

Strictly speaking, I did not say this. I just deftly evaded the answer so as not to cause misunderstanding. But this excuse will not work.

Bloody hell.

What to do?

One wrong move and I'll give myself away.