The architecture of the game, paired with its incredibly addictive hooks, was mapped out with such terrifying precision that it felt almost supernatural.
“I just like playing games. I imagined myself as the main character, thought about what would be the most badass experience possible, and wrote it down. If you guys have any cool ideas, feel free to add them in,” Mira replied casually.
Though her explanation was a mix of truth and deflection, it didn't lessen their absolute reverence for her in the slightest.
She remembered clearly how Dungeon Vanguard had taken over the world in her previous life. Walk into any internet cafe back then, and virtually every single monitor was running it. It was a defining cultural phenomenon. Even a decade after its launch, it still maintained an aggressively loyal player base.
Mira had just as much riding on this release as Soren and the team.
To ensure its success, she willingly put her surveillance of the Mercer and Porter families on the back burner and booked a flight to Aethelgard.
This time, she was traveling alongside Owen and Dominic West. Dominic had wrapped up his official inspection tour in Melvion City, and Owen's business there was also concluded.
“Mira, I thought you weren't heading to Aethelgard until school started. Did you wrap things up early?” Dominic asked from his seat on the plane.
Mira shook her head. “No, things aren't finished. I just have something incredibly important to take care of in Aethelgard.”
“What's so important that Owen couldn't just handle it for you?” Dominic asked, clearly puzzled. As far as he knew, Owen was a top-tier executive who could manage almost anything.
“My junior partner designed a brand-new game. It's incredibly complex,” Owen explained smoothly. Therefore, she needed to oversee it in person.
“You design games too?” Dominic looked genuinely surprised.
“Of course. That farming game that's sweeping the country right now? My partner designed it.”
“Why are you two here?”
“Dominic wanted to check the place out, so I came along,” Owen replied smoothly.
“Do you both just have absolutely nothing to do?”
“We're plenty busy. We're just highly curious about this game of yours.”
Mira was completely exasperated. She could somewhat tolerate Owen since they were close, but why was Dominic, a high-ranking official, suddenly showing such intense interest in a totally unrelated industry?
Ignoring them both, Mira turned on her heel and marched straight into the corporate tower, her security detail flanking her.

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