Aewol-eup, Jeju Island, the Territory of the Yang Tribe.

Recently, the Yang Tribe had been having a peaceful time, despite the troubles caused by the ignorant Jin Tribe and players who had come to Jeju Island.

Although it was unfortunate that the majestic Hyeonmu had left, it was better than dealing with thugs like the Ho Tribe or the deadly performances put on by the players.

The weather was nice, so Yang, the leader of the tribe, decided to take a nap in the sunlight on a swinging sofa sent by Huang Ho.

As he was about to close his eyes inside the sturdy barrier, he heard a voice calling out.

"Chief! Something big has happened!"

The mention of a "big issue" immediately wiped away the sleepiness from around Yang's eyes.

It couldn't be taken lightly, especially considering the recent influx of dangerous visitors.

Yang quickly sat up and asked, "What is it? Has another thug-like Jin Tribe member come?"

"It might be. The students from Eungwang High School are here on a school trip."

"Eungwang High School? Their school trip destination this time is Jeju Island?"

Yang felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

Although it wasn’t every year, the students from Eungwang High School often came on group trips to Jeju Island. And each time, small and large incidents occurred.

There was the time when the Yang Tribe patrol had been startled by bizarre and violent students from Class 0 and fled, only to be chased down, accused of suspicious behavior, and then rescued.

Yang couldn’t help but dread Eungwang High School after witnessing the tragic events involving Class 0's graduates, who resembled primitive tribes, and the strong, brutal homeroom teacher, Im Yeon-hwa.

‘The whole first year class is here, so Class 0 must be here too! And even if it’s not Class 0, there’s no guarantee they’ll be normal. How many are there? Are there Ho Tribe members? Dragon Tribe descendants?’

"About 500 students. I don’t see any Ho Tribe members, but there are descendants of the Dragon Tribe!"

"500... that’s a lot. But if there are Dragon Tribe descendants, there could be a Dragon Emperor among them! I thought I wouldn’t see one for several decades!"

At the mention of the Dragon Emperor, the faces of the other members of the Yang Tribe changed.

The Yang Tribe had experienced numerous terrifying moments due to the Dragon Emperor when they were forced to accept help to deal with the Nightmare incident.

Although they had been indebted to the Dragon Emperor, the sudden appearance of the Dragon Emperor, at the same time the Ho Tribe had been causing chaos, left a bad taste in their mouths.

Still, with so many kids coming to play, they couldn’t just sit back and watch.

"Ugh, we’ll have to expand our patrols for the time being. Do they have an itinerary?"

"I found someone who posted it on social media."

"In that case, double the patrols along their route. Try not to get noticed, watch from a distance, and if anything happens, don’t intervene yourself. Contact me first! Got it? And when we do the night patrols, leave the weaker ones behind."

As the leader, Yang quickly shook off the shock and began issuing orders.

As the leader of the Yang Tribe, it was more important to prioritize handling the nightmares and protecting the tribe’s safety than worrying about unknown Eungwang High students.

However, he planned to stay vigilant, just in case anything happened.

‘For now, the nightmares are calm, so there shouldn’t be anything too dangerous for our tribe!’

With the orders given, Yang lay back down on the sofa, thinking relatively peacefully as he felt the warmth of the ground beneath him. The sun was shining brightly, and soon he fell into a light sleep.

When the students from Eungwang High safely arrived at Jeju Airport, Je Gal-jae-geol felt a sense of relief, making sure none of the students noticed.

He was particularly worried about his ever-helpful students, Kim Chan-sol and Wang Chan-sol, who had been oddly nervous, but the start of the school trip went much more smoothly than expected.

‘I’m relieved that the kids didn’t cause any big incidents.’

When he found out, after he had stepped away, that the students had gotten into an argument, he was initially surprised, but soon heard that it had been resolved without much trouble. He felt proud of the students.

It was already a huge improvement that they didn’t suddenly start throwing around their influence or call private security to deal with the situation, nor did they resort to using forbidden powers to make trouble.

Whether they realized it or not, the students of Class 0 were in high spirits.

The first ones to get off the bus, the third-year Class 0 students, were preparing to take a group photo at the "Flower Harabang" photo zone, decorated with hydrangeas, one of Jeju’s signature flowers.

Kim Chan-sol and Wang Chan-sol made sure to strike a pose where the phrase "Honjeo Obseyo" was clearly visible in the background to make it unmistakably Jeju.

Seeing the phrase "Welcome" written in the Jeju dialect, Je Gal-jae-geol, as a Korean language teacher, became lost in thought.

‘Since dialects are not subject to standard Korean spelling rules, I can’t definitively say whether it’s right or wrong based on spelling alone. However, according to the Jeju Dialect Writing System published by the Jeju Dialect Research Society and the Jeju Island government, it should be written using the below-a character. But if it had been written in the below-a character, no one would have been able to read it, and it would have been hard to search for its meaning.’

As he pondered this dilemma, Yeon Ga-ram smiled and gently pulled his hand.

"Teacher, I’ve finished setting up the composition, pose, and lighting. All that’s left is for you to join us."

While Je Gal-jae-geol was lost in thought, the students of Class 0 had already prepared for the photo shoot and were waiting.

Feeling a little guilty that he, the homeroom teacher, had done nothing, Je Gal-jae-geol stood at the center as the students led him.

"Hey! Don’t push to the center. We already set up the positions!"

"Yeah, let the losers of the rock-paper-scissors game step aside."

"If you want to stand in the middle, the teacher will step out, so don’t argue."

"If Je Gal teacher steps out, what’s the point of having taken up this spot in the first place?!"

After the group photo was taken, the students of Class 0 boarded the bus to their first destination, still as noisy as ever.

Kim Chan-sol and Wang Chan-sol, who had apparently prepared some group games for the trip, were continuously running games.

These were simple games that could be played during the ride, and the prizes were mostly related to Je Gal-jae-geol or food.

This time, while the prize wasn’t food-related, it still had to do with food.

"Alright, next question! Anyone who gets this wrong has to eat a really sour Cheonggyul!"

"And if you get it right, what’s the prize?"

"You’ll feel better because you won’t have to eat the sour ones."

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"If more than half of us get it right, Kim Chan-wang will eat all the leftover Cheonggyul!"

Amid the playful jeers, the game continued with all the students from Class 0 participating, swept up in the travel atmosphere.

Je Gal-jae-geol couldn’t understand why the students chose to do a game with only penalties, but since the students seemed to be enjoying themselves, he decided to just watch.

"Next up, it’s a multiple-choice question. Choose the flower that represents Jeju Island! 1. Camellia, 2. Canola, 3. Hibiscus, 4. Tiger Lily, 5. Cosmos, 6. Hydrangea, 7. Hollyhock, 8. Rose, 9. Orchid, 10. Azalea!"

"Wait, why are there ten options?"

"The options aren’t even thoughtful. Some of these flowers don’t even bloom in Jeju!"

"You have 5 seconds!"

Despite their grumbling, the students selected their answers and input them into the game app on their devices.

Most of them chose Canola, the flower most associated with Jeju, and second, the hydrangeas that decorated the photo zone.

Knowing the answer, Je Gal-jae-geol worried about the fate of the majority of the students.

A few of the more observant students realized something was off as they saw Je Gal-jae-geol’s expression, but it was too late.

Wang Chan-sol announced the answer.

"The correct answer is number 1, Camellia!"

Only a small number of students got the answer right.

When protests about cheating erupted, Kim Chan-sol and Wang Chan-sol proudly showed the students the page on the Jeju Special Self-Governing Province's official website that listed the Camellia as the symbol flower of Jeju.

Seeing a picture of the red camellia, the students started grumbling while peeling the sour Cheonggyul.

After the punishment was carried out, and the students enjoyed their treat, they arrived at their destination.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Je Gal-jae-geol’s expression grew serious.

‘Did we really have to come here? Some of my students are descendants of dragons...’

Their first destination was Yongduam.

Yongduam was located not far from Jeju Airport and often served as either the first or last destination of a trip.

The selection of the travel course had been handled by the student council, and since Yeom Jun-yeol, the student council president, had been involved, Je Gal-jae-geol couldn’t say anything.

Yeom Jun-yeol had agreed to come here too.

‘Surrounded by the sea and with a legacy of dragon slaying... I need to be more cautious.’

While Je Gal-jae-geol was paying attention to the other class, making sure the students didn’t feel neglected, he couldn’t help but think about Yeom Jun-yeol.

Just as Je Gal-jae-geol stepped off the bus, he saw Yeom Jun-yeol walking slowly toward a railing in the parking lot, positioning himself where Yongduam was visible.

Yeom Jun-yeol’s face showed signs of complicated emotions.

Je Gal-jae-geol glanced at the Class 0 students, who were now playing rock-paper-scissors again, /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ before walking over to Yeom Jun-yeol.

"Jun-yeol, you look tired. You can rest on the bus if you want."

"Je Gal-jae-geol..."

Yeom Jun-yeol blinked several times when he saw Je Gal-jae-geol.

He had just been reminiscing about the last moments near Yongduam during the replay.

When Yeom Jun-yeol looked at Je Gal-jae-geol, his expression softened noticeably.

"I’m fine. No one’s shooting arrows at me right now."

"Be careful with your words. There’s an old saying: 'Be careful, because words may come true.'"

Being a speaker of truth and a sorcerer, Je Gal-jae-geol’s words were very convincing.

Yeom Jun-yeol, acknowledging that his words had been too rash, quietly backed down and added,

"I just had too many thoughts."

"Thoughts?"

"Yes, it’s different from what I expected when I saw it in person."

His words were awkward, as though he had been here before as an imposter, but Je Gal-jae-geol figured he had probably seen Yongduam in photos or videos.

Yeom Jun-yeol cautiously looked around before speaking.

"Yongduam is close to residential areas, and there are a lot of shops aimed at tourists. It’s hard to find a place with no people."

"That’s right. It’s a popular tourist spot, so there are always people here."

"I think so too. To slay a dragon without showing the process, large-scale spatial distortion would be necessary."

Je Gal-jae-geol thought Yeom Jun-yeol was making another joke, but then he realized that if someone from his guard was causing trouble, it might ruin the trip.

He used his abilities to scan the area, but he didn’t feel any disturbance. However, he did spot something strange.

From a distance, a sheep locked eyes with him before quickly hiding.