Arthur didn’t reveal the nature of his latest notification to the others immediately. As easily as the Annihilator Slime had let them through, he didn’t think the citadel's defences were so poor. With all the unique skills and bloodlines that existed, Arthur was almost certain someone was tracking their movements. Their group was entirely too suspicious. They'd shown up with one of their members already murdered, and Haru’s reaction outside certainly hadn't helped. Add to that the fact that Arthur was only level 151 and Iris was level 172 compared to everyone else here, who were nearing the class barrier, and their motley crew started to look special. Special was the only crime worse than being suspicious in a hidden realm. The further they walked into Hoyfield, the more it started to look like a normal city. Empty streets became busier, and more and more buildings began to sprout up. There was no rhyme or reason to the city’s layout—everyone had set up wherever they'd pleased—but the quality of the building's craftsmanship spoke for itself. Everyone who’d entered the voidling realm had money to spare, and they didn't skimp out on the luxury stuff.Unfortunately for them, they’d arrived a little too late to claim any free real estate. Signs had been placed up saying that space now had to be rented from the city lord. Going by the conversations he could overhear, all the houses that he could see belonged to the first 70 people who’d entered the realm, the mercenaries and workers the Horace family had hired to help their little lordling succeed here.As annoying as Arthur found the situation, he didn’t really blame Morgan for what he was doing. Contribution points were the currency the citadel operated on, but it was a new one with no real backing behind it. Making it a necessity for anyone planning to stay in Hoyfield would give it some form of legitimacy. After asking around for some information, they joined a queue outside a (...)