I Don't Need To Log Out-Chapter 211: The Results

Arlon stretched as he left the cave.

I have been in this place for three months...

Time inside the cave had crawled by at an agonizingly slow pace.

Three months of relentless training, of pushing his limits to the breaking point, of tearing himself down and rebuilding over and over again.

While June logged in and out as she had to, Arlon had no such restrictions. He never logged out. He had no breaks, no distractions—only training.

And Agema had taken full advantage of that.

She had drilled into him every lesson she could.

Magic, mana control—techniques that most mages would take decades to master were forced into him within months.

She was ruthless, never allowing him to slack, never letting a single mistake go unpunished.

Arlon also realized why Agema was called the best mage of all time. He was nowhere near her.

He knew that he would never be a genius like her, but he didn't need to.

But at the same time, she was the greatest teacher he could have asked for.

June, whenever she was logged in, had trained alongside him.

Though she didn't have the same luxury of staying inside the game indefinitely, she had still grown immensely under Agema's guidance.

But for Arlon, it had been nothing short of hell.

And it still wasn't enough.

Despite everything he had learned, despite the power he had gained, Arlon knew he was only scratching the surface. The road ahead was still far too long.

One particular memory from the past months stood out more than the others.

During a short break in training, Arlon had finally taken the chance to ask Agema about something that had been bothering him for a long time—the note he had found in Oceina.

It had been buried under the remains of the Keldar Shirl had been feeding.

At the time, he hadn't understood its significance, but now, with all the knowledge he had gained, he knew it was far more than just a meaningless scrap of paper.

When he brought it up, Agema's reaction was not what he had expected.

She had stared at him in silence for several moments, her usual playful demeanor vanishing completely.

For the first time since he had met her, she looked… genuinely surprised.

"You found that here? In Trion?" she had asked, her voice unusually serious.

Arlon had nodded. "Yeah. It was in Oceina. I found it when I killed a Keldar."

Agema had remained quiet for a long time before finally speaking again. "That's not something you should have access to yet.

That knowledge… it won't help you now. It will only become relevant after one ascends."

Arlon frowned. "So, it's something for the far future?"

"Very far," Agema confirmed. Then, after another pause, she added, "And if you're smart, you won't mention it to anyone. Hide it. Pretend you never found it. The fact that it exists here… is already strange enough."

Her words had stuck with him. Agema wasn't the type to be shaken easily, yet something about that note had clearly unsettled her.

Just what the hell did I find?

Now, as he stood outside the cave, his body still aching from the months of training, he turned to see Agema and June finally stepping out after him.

June let out a long breath, stretching her arms above her head. "I swear, if I don't see another cave for the rest of my life, it'll still be too soon."

Agema smirked. "Oh, come now. You both learned a lot. You should be grateful."

June shot her a look. "Grateful? I almost died, like, a hundred times."

"That's called experience, dear disciple." Agema winked. "Besides, you're still alive, aren't you? That means the training worked."

Arlon ignored their back-and-forth and focused on the more important matter. "So, what's next?"

Agema crossed her arms, tilting her head in thought. "That's up to you. I've given you the tools—you decide how to use them."

June glanced at Arlon. "We still have your title quest, right? Are we heading to Mumba City?"

Arlon exhaled. "Yeah. That's the plan."

Agema grinned. "Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's get moving."

But they didn't start walking.

Instead, they held onto Arlon's arms.

"Lucky you, two beautiful girls in each arm," Agema mused.

Arlon had already gotten used to it, so he didn't answer.

Instead, he used Teleportation.

Arlon had learned this skill as a spell, and he didn't need to put any marks on anywhere now.

And, he could move to anywhere he had been to before.

Luckily, he had been to Mumba in his past life.

So, with a light, they vanished.

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"Cough, cough! Why is there so much sand in the air?" June complained, covering her mouth with her sleeve.

The air was thick with swirling dust, making it difficult to see or breathe. Even with her resistance to harsh environments, this was unbearable.

Mumba City was known for being surrounded by sand, but this was extreme.

It wasn't exactly a desert—it was more like a strange, natural phenomenon unique to Trion.

The ground beneath them was soft and uneven, a vast landscape of shifting dunes and half-buried structures.

Despite the bizarre nature of the terrain, most players had long since stopped questioning how this was possible.

"We're just unlucky," Arlon said, squinting through the haze. "Normally, the air wouldn't be this bad. A sandstorm must've passed through recently."

Agema stood calmly beside them, completely unaffected.

The sand that filled the air, reducing visibility to almost nothing, didn't seem to touch her.

Her long brown hair remained perfectly in place, and not a single grain clung to her clothes or skin.

Even her eyes, which should have been irritated by the dust, remained sharp and clear.

It was as if she were in a completely different space, separate from the environment around her.

Figures, Arlon thought. She has every kind of protection imaginable. Even Zephyrion himself probably wouldn't be able to lay a finger on her.

Agema casually glanced around before turning to Arlon. "So, what exactly are we doing here?"

"You don't need to do anything," Arlon replied, cracking his knuckles. "I, on the other hand, have some Keldars to kill."

Agema gave a lazy nod. "I see."

Her attention then shifted to June, who was still struggling against the sand-filled air. Watching her cough and squint made Agema sigh.

"Tch. You're too weak," she muttered before raising a hand.

A translucent bubble of energy formed around June, instantly blocking out the sand. The air inside was crisp and clear, as if she were suddenly standing in a completely different climate.

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June blinked in surprise before exhaling in relief. "Oh, thank you! That's way better."

Now that she could actually see past the thick haze, she eagerly scanned the area. "Wait… I don't see any Keldars. Are they inside the city?"

Then, her eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh! Are there Mimes here?!"

Arlon arched an eyebrow. "Mimes?"

June nodded eagerly. "Yeah! You know, those Keldars that can copy your moves? I thought they were part of the quest. Are they here?"

Arlon gave her a blank stare before shaking his head. "What are you talking about? I know what a Mime is, but there isn't a single Mime here. However, Keldars are everywhere around us."

June froze.

Then, slowly, she turned her head—her eyes narrowing as she tried to see past the sand.

But she couldn't see anything.

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Status Window

Name: June

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Level: 148

HP: 9800

MP: 36400

VIT: 35

STR: 22

INT: 275

AGI: 30

Title: N/A