I Don't Need To Log Out-Chapter 226: The Tower (3)

The Tower was unlike anything else in Trion.

It was not just a structure, nor was it a mere dungeon created for saviors to conquer. It was something far older—a relic of power that existed beyond the world itself.

When Karmel made his wish, bringing magic, swordsmanship, and monsters into Trion, the Tower appeared along with them. A living entity disguised as stone and steel.

It was a beacon, a prison, and a battlefield all at once.

A beacon—because the mana it emitted called forth monsters from every corner of Trion, luring them away from the cities and gathering them in one place.

A prison—because the creatures it captured did not leave. Once inside, they remained trapped, unable to escape the Tower’s influence.

And a battlefield—because those who dared to enter would face monsters that had existed since the dawn of magic itself.

For centuries, the Tower had remained hidden, its location erased from history by Karmel himself. No king, no council, no savior had ever been able to find it.

It was the last remnant of a forgotten past, sealed away to ensure Trion’s fragile balance remained intact.

But now—

Someone had found it again.

And for the first time in centuries, the Tower would be challenged once more.

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Arlon scanned the surroundings carefully, his eyes flickering between the dense, unfamiliar landscape.

The further they traveled, the deeper they ventured into enemy territory.

"We’re really deep within the Keldars’ area," he noted, keeping his voice even.

June, walking beside him, tightened her grip on her staff.

They had been moving for a while, and the atmosphere had shifted—the very air around them felt heavier, charged with something unseen.

Agema, who had been uncharacteristically quiet, finally spoke. "Yes. I don’t know if this was by chance, but their portal opened directly on top of the Tower."

June’s head snapped toward her. "Wait, what?"

Arlon’s expression didn’t change, but his mind raced.

A portal? Directly over the Tower?

That was too much of a coincidence.

Agema, as if reading his thoughts, added, "No… I don’t think it was by chance."

That statement sent a chill through June. Even Agema doesn’t know everything?

It was rare for Agema to admit uncertainty. She always acted like she had all the answers, but even she seemed uncertain about this.

That realization alone was unsettling.

Arlon, however, simply accepted it. He had long since learned that Agema’s knowledge—while vast—wasn’t limitless.

The problem was, he still had no way of measuring just how much she truly knew or what her level was.

June shifted uncomfortably.

She wasn’t worried about random monsters anymore. Not after everything she had been through.

But something about this situation felt off.

Her grip on her staff tightened further. "Wait… does that mean we’re going straight to the boss?"

She knew the boss—Asef—was still out there. The thought of encountering him right now sent a cold sensation down her spine.

Agema shook her head. "No way. First of all, Asef didn’t come through a portal."

June exhaled sharply, feeling the tension in her shoulders ease slightly.

It was relaxing talking to Agema. She knew about the players and how they saw this as a game.

The ascended ones knew much more than the others. So, Arlon and June could talk to her as if talking to another player.

But Agema wasn’t done.

"And luckily for us, they’re not positioned around the Tower."

That final statement was enough for June to fully relax, letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

She wasn’t afraid to fight.

But the higher-level Demons—the ones only Arlon could handle—were a different story.

She wasn’t strong enough to take them on alone.

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The wind was cold at the foot of the mountain, carrying the faint scent of damp stone and untouched earth.

The towering rock formation loomed over them like an impenetrable wall, stretching high into the sky, its peak obscured by drifting clouds.

After a long journey, they had finally arrived.

Agema came to a halt, her honey-colored eyes gleaming with amusement as she placed her hands on her hips. "Well, we’re here."

June, standing beside her, frowned.

She scanned the barren landscape—the rough, uneven terrain, the jagged rock formations, the sheer cliffs that stretched endlessly in both directions.

Her lips twisted in confusion.

"There’s nothing here… let alone a Tower."

She turned back toward Agema, her brows furrowing. "Are you messing with us?"

Agema’s smirk widened. "Tsk, tsk. You kids lack patience."

She lifted a single hand and flicked her fingers in an elegant but casual motion.

The air shimmered.

Suddenly, the very mountain before them began to shift.

The solid rock rippled, as though someone had tossed a stone into the surface of a lake.

The illusion of rough stone peeled away like layers of mist, revealing an enormous hidden entrance—a dark, gaping passageway carved into the mountain itself.

A secret entrance that had remained untouched for centuries.

June’s eyes widened. "Whoa…"

But before she could say anything else, Agema suddenly turned toward Arlon, an exaggeratedly dramatic look on her face.

"See, this is why June is important!" She threw up her hands. "If she wasn’t here, I wouldn’t have had the chance to do my cool magic-revealing entrance!"

Arlon blinked slowly. "…What?"

Agema crossed her arms, huffing. "You never ask questions. You just assume everything. If it were just the two of us, I wouldn’t get to show off. I’d just cast the spell in silence, and that’s boring!"

Arlon exhaled. "Why should I ask? It was obvious that you’d open a path. Otherwise, why would you bring us here?"

Then, his gaze shifted toward June. "I’m sure she only asked so that you could show your cool side."

Agema froze.

Slowly, she turned toward June, betrayal written all over her face.

June looked away immediately, her expression guilty—as if she had just been caught red-handed.

Agema gasped. "Traitor!"

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June cleared her throat and pretended to examine the rocks nearby. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Agema huffed, flipping her robe dramatically as she stepped into the entrance. "Hmph! I’m going first."

Arlon and June exchanged glances before silently following her inside.