Chapter 86: Fatten Them Mobs Up!

Now, Wrath was someone who was going to go there, in the Scorching Ice Valley, and he was going to rain hell on Lamia.

But his mobs were here, as he was the heaviest hitter of all dungeon cores and didn't really need them.

Man… poor mobs.

"Captain!" It was what they were calling me. Wrath, just like any SSS Ranked Dungeon Core, created mobs.

But I had the sinking suspicion that he just created them to act cool.

Or… I don't know. Maybe he just felt lonely one day and decided that he should create gnomes who were armed to the teeth with runes?

One couldn't say the man didn't care.

"What is there to report?" What can I say? I liked gnomes!

Besides, if I treated these gnomes poorly, then Bob was going to find out. And then he was going to have my hide!

"There is a Fairy Prince seeking audience with you!"

Oh! A cute tiny fairy wanted to talk to me! How adorable!