A new morning dawned in Black Online, and the students of the Demon Instructor Rock were already standing outside the mansion.
They were waiting for their teacher to start the morning jog.
"Whoo…"
Fang Raon breathed out cold air.
It was cold as hell.
"Apparently last night was so cold that someone found a frozen deer in the forest. This place really sucks, huh?"
One of the trembling players said.
"It also sounds like we, Rose Records, need to go cut some wood to keep the place warm. It's been running low for days now.
"And also the guild master plans to donate some wood logs to the locals of Snowberry Village so they can keep their houses warm and don't freeze to death."
"Don't we usually pay the wood companies over in Tinselbrook Village for more supplies when we run low? What happened?"
"I don't know, but it sounds like the guild master isn't planning to do it this time."
