When it came to Luceris's profession, her companions once again had to revise everything they thought they knew.
Because no matter how many times they replayed it in their heads, there was simply no way anyone would guess...
Her independent dungeon could accommodate forty people simultaneously.
Forty!
That wasn't just running a dungeon.
That was mass production.
That was industrial-scale resource extraction.
No—that was mining.
The official term hadn't even dropped yet. The so-called "mining plan" was still under wraps, and Luceris's class hadn't been publicly analyzed.
But analysis? That was just interviews and post-battle assessments. A glorified report.
The reality was staring them in the face: Luceris was a walking revolution!
If they brought this information back to Elder Fang, the man might actually faint from joy.
"In that case," Leanne said, voice hushed with disbelief, "we might not just speed up our weapons research. We could have the entire Knights Regiment equipped with holy-grade artifacts within a month or two…"
Her own words seemed to stun her into silence.
Even the most basic knight squads—all ranked over Lv.45—contained between fifty to a hundred members. High-ranking ones had even more.
But even equipping the lowest tier with divine-class weapons?
That was unthinkable.
And terrifying.
A single holy artifact was already a force multiplier. But a platoon of artifact-wielding soldiers? That could challenge even high-tier players like Leanne herself—Lv.101 and counting.
If they were to face an elite squad averaging Lv.70-80, all wielding sacred weapons...
Leanne wasn't sure she could survive.
And then, quietly, she murmured:
"If this really comes to pass… then the Knight War at the end of this year…"
Selene gasped. "We'd become world champions. No question."
A chill ran down their spines.
They all understood the weight of that statement.
Knight War.
An event unlike any other.
A massive, global confrontation initiated by the Will of Heaven—selecting elite knight teams from each nation to wage a brutal, no-holds-barred tournament.
The rewards were mythical.
Blessings from gods. Territory. Forbidden artifacts. Entire secret realms.
And yet… in all the years of participation, the Ancient Eastern Nation had never once claimed first place.
Their highest honor? A distant second.
That could change now .
Because Luceris's dungeon—the Crystal Holy Land—was no longer just a personal trove.
It was a strategic miracle.
Give it time, and not just knight relics—but potentially every profession could receive sacred-tier arms.
...At least, in theory.
After all, there were over a hundred million registered professionals in the country. If everyone held a divine weapon, the gods themselves would retaliate.
But even arming just a fraction of the national knights?
That could change EVERYTHING.
And in that moment, they couldn't contain their excitement.
Grace slammed the table and stood, fully sober now.
"I'm heading back!"
Leanne and Selene exchanged glances and stood as well.
They had no choice but to cut the night short. The scale of this revelation was too massive.
They needed to act.
The Next Few Days
They didn't meet again for three days.
Grace headed straight to Tranquenhold
This time, Leanne and Selene accompanied her.
And for the first time since awakening her class, Luceris ventured into other dungeons alone.
Her current strength was formidable.
In dungeons of her level range, she could clear even hard mode without breaking a sweat.
She could solo nightmare-level dungeons with minimal damage.
Hell-level still posed a challenge—longer completion times, risk of injury—but even that was doable.
In the professional world, soloing anything above nightmare tier placed her among the elite.
Now at Lv.28, her experience bar was well over halfway.
With only three days left before the "Large-Scale Wasteland Reclamation" event, she had to level quickly to meet the entry requirements.
Meanwhile, the forums were on fire.
The event had already cracked the top three searches nationwide. Hype was building by the hour.
"Looks like I'll need to squeeze in a few more runs..." Luceris muttered.
Day Four
When Leanne and the others returned—
They didn't come alone.
They brought back an army.
Forty professionals in total. Every one of them an official elite. All above Lv.80.
They stood like a war legion, their sheer presence suffocating.
Leanne stepped forward, smiling. "These are members of Zhongjing City's Knights Division and a few of my personal command. Too many to introduce one by one—you'll meet them properly inside the dungeon."
"Big Sister!!" the group roared in unison, saluting.
Luceris jumped, nearly spilling her drink.
"Wha—Big sister??" she stammered.
She turned to Leanne, who only grinned mischievously.
Then she saw their faces—their wide grins, their slightly pink cheeks.
She had no idea she'd just stolen forty hearts in one glance.
Blushing, she hid behind Leanne. "H-Hello…"
"Hello, Big Sister!" they chorused again, sharper this time, their discipline terrifying but oddly adorable.
Their loyalty and unity gave off a sense of overwhelming security.
This was no ordinary party. This was a raid battalion.
Leanne turned back to Luceris and spoke with seriousness.
"The mining plan is officially approved. Starting today, we're required to clear the dungeon at least twenty times a month."
"The government will provide top-tier benefits—including for your family. You'll want to review the details later."
Luceris nodded. Twenty clears a month was hardly demanding.
With forty people farming in parallel, several rounds could be finished in mere hours.
And as the host of the dungeon, all she had to do was open the door... and reap the rewards.
But her experience gain? That was another matter entirely.
Selene chimed in, sensing Luceris's thoughts.
"Don't worry. We've arranged a dedicated rotation team to take you through different dungeons daily. You'll level up faster than anyone else."
Luceris's eyes lit up. "That… that would be amazing!"
This time, she wasn't alone.
She had an empire behind her.
And the war—was just beginning.