Rare treasures, herbs, and various battle gear could be obtained from the dungeon underneath Pangea’s castle.

In particular, people coveted the silver thread produced by the armored needles and called Pangea’s dungeon a treasure house.

It was a land of opportunity that everyone wanted access to.

Pangea’s knights and soldiers were exasperated by this.

The castle’s dungeon was a treasure house? A land of opportunity?

It was all crazy talk.

The castle’s dungeon was hell.

It was the worst place on this earth that was filled with powerful and atrocious monsters.

Today, and tomorrow as well.

The knights and soldiers had to go on expeditions to stop the monsters in the dungeon from looking for trouble in Pangea.

They risked their lives, and now those seeking riches demanded entrance to the dungeon.

A volunteer with no combat skills was just a burden on them.

For example, these blacksmiths.

‘These blacksmiths have no shame.’

Grid and White arrived with Han Seokbong.

The blacksmiths who won this year’s competition were enemies in the eyes of the knights.

They hated the blacksmiths for coming with such a light heart, while they shed blood in the dungeon.

In this cold atmosphere, Han Seokbong’s daughter Sua came forward.

“Father.”

"Oh, Sua.”

Sua was a beautiful woman who could be called the first beauty of the kingdom.

Moreover, she was gentle, intelligent, and excellent at martial arts. Han Seokbong always boasted about her achievements.

She was the captain of the dungeon exploration team, the Red Phoenix Group.

She looked like an actress in a historical drama with her black hair tied up with a hairpin and her luxurious clothing.

‘Pretty.’

Grid couldn’t help admiring Sua.

It was very rare.

Who was Grid?

He was the husband of Irene and surrounded by the most beautiful women in the world, Jishuka and Yua.

He even had a pretty little sister.

In other words, Grid was very familiar with beauty.

He was a man who didn’t feel inspired when seeing beauty.

But he was overwhelmed the moment he saw Sua.

The thick lips and glaring eyes captivated Grid’s mind.

‘There is something mysterious...’

Was it because they were both Asians?

Grid compared Sua to Yura, not Jishuka and Irene.

Due to her overwhelming beauty, Yura made the surrounding scenery black and white.

If she was a blooming flower, Sua was the moonlight.

She gave off a cool feeling that made him feel a strange lust.

Was it the curves of her white neck?

He couldn’t deny it, but there was something irritating him.

There was a sense of disturbance despite her elegance.

‘Maybe...’

Grid realized something.

Sua was a similar age to Grid.

She was more mature than Yura, who was a few years younger.

‘Won’t Yura change once she matures over the nex