Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

The mist wasn't here for no reason.

Its purpose was to keep the dungeon monsters in its cradle. Only in rare instances did monsters escape the mist and vture deeper into the forest.

Such occurrces would usually be turned into a mini evt for players to hunt down the mace threating The Warmonger Empire's prosperity and peace.

Across this mist was the dungeon's trance.

Prince didn't spare Jake and bombarded him with information about it. Which was also why Jake knew the mist meant that he was near the dungeon. Prince couldn't have stressed that more…

Therefore, Jake understood that he'd soon step into the lawless zone on which players and guilds mandated the rules.

Prince turned to his sister, "We should hide now. Those guys get information about valuable players from their spies blding with others outside the dungeon."

Sin Blackberry nodded.

Jake was also compelled to agree. He wanted to see what the outside zone looked like.

Of course, he would get a few glances at it, but he also understood that he wasn't alone or as safe as in the capital.

However, the inctive of getting first-hand information about the outside zone fizzled out his interest and turned his mindset into one of information-gathering.

He would visit this place at least a few times, so seeing it from the invisible mode was a good gift to his advture.

While Jake was confronting his desires, Sin Blackberry had extded her right hand toward a necklace's gem hanging near her chest and fiddled with it.

It took some time to activate the mantle of invisibility.

It made some sse since it was such an unbelievable effect—at least of the players of such a low level should possess this otherworldly magic!

Finally, the team of three got blanketed by it.

Everything related to them also disappeared from the view.

Sin Blackberry explained, "It works on all of us because we're in a party and close to each other. Don't leave my side. I'm speaking to you, Prince."

"Me? As though I would run off to the dungeon trance!" Prince shook his head and majestically threw his hand behind at his sister, telling her he wouldn't commit such a stupid mistake. "Ev if my artistic sse tells me that there's blood up ahead of me, I dare not leave your side, my dear sister!"

"Your artistic sses have already foiled all our prior plans. I don't believe you," Sin Blackberry replied in a cold tone, "But this once, you'd better behave and not let anything come over you until we ter the dungeon. Show a good example to Archer 'cause he's not as forgiving as I am."

Jake chuckled, "I've lived with a wolf and hyperactive sister for eighte years. I can adapt to anything Prince comes up with, but there are, of course, limits. Since I can't see the outside zone before heading to the dungeon, I'd prefer our invisible cover not to be brok. At least a few glances of the outside zone will do."

"You heard him," Sin Blackberry said. She was on Jake's side.

Prince shook his head, "More belief in me, you two! Also, I thought you were past twties, my dark horse! You're so young! If this twist of fate turns us into brothers forged in sweat and blood, I'll help you hook up with the most beautiful wom on our contint! You can rely on me!"

He winked.

Only Sin Blackberry could 'see' that wink, though. She just looked away.

Jake didn't take Prince's words seriously.

He couldn't believe everyone was talking about romance nowadays, though. Mary, Robert, Lukas, Saku, and ev Prince were now casually telling him to have a bite of the ladies' lips.

Jake thought, 'Well, I guess that's the part of an adult life. I should have some fun before responsibilities? Prince might introduce me to a rich woman, though. That would be like setting up for a life. I'd be able to play the game all day.'

If someone were to hear those thoughts, they would first proudly smile at Jake's progress and th sigh at him, as he was still a young fellow who thought more of playing the game and becoming a better archer.

Jake chuckled, "Fine, I take you up on it."

"Haha! That's my dark horse! I knew you'd be interested! My artistic sses don't lie!" Prince chuckled.

Sin Blackberry stared at Jake with disappointmt.

A few breaths later, the hidd party tered the outside dungeon zone.

It was a new world to Jake.

The dungeon's outside zone was like a medieval market square. While it seemed like harmony must have be established here, the invisible tsion was palpable to anyone stepping in.

Jake could feel it, too.

Because of Prince's diarrhea of the mouth, Jake also knew why—each piece of the outside zone belonged to some guilds.

Those guilds either fought for their spot with diplomacy or weapons.

If the guild used the second method, its days would usually be counted because someone else would soon pick up a battle with them.

It was difficult to sell goods while fighting others. A weak guild barely holding onto the territory was such a sitting duck that ev guildless players could try their luck on them.

For that reason, the diplomacy was the key to the prosperity here.

Prince commted to kill his artistic sses of picking up a fight with some bullies, "People either buy consumable items or sell their dungeon loot here. It saves time."

Jake nodded.

He hadn't thought this far, but it made sse.

It also meant that he had to change some of his plans.

Prince's following words had giv him an idea.

Prince said, "There are also popular taverns owned by the powerhouses. Those guilds don't bother with low-level players like us, ev if we have expsive equipmt. It's better for them to maintain their good reputation. Those taverns are like safe zones in which no one dares to pick up a fight. Their guild members also have better privileges here. You know the drill, my dark horse."

Jake nodded, smiling.

"Yeah, I know."