I Became a Raid Boss

The young generation who hadn’t experienced war and the players, outsiders who had crossed dimensions, couldn’t fully grasp it, but the scars left by the Second Species War were scattered all across the Ardina Continent.

It was only natural.

It had been less than fifty years since the war had ended.

Even though direct combat had decreased significantly in the final stages of the long war, due to the involvement of the Sacred Kingdom and the exhaustion from the prolonged conflict, no one remembered those times fondly.

For this reason, aside from a few cases like the Sacred Kingdom, there were hardly any people who liked the Demonic Race.

One such person was the young man guarding the entrance of a moderately-sized village called Katlan.

The young man, who had just turned twenty this year, had not experienced the Species War.

But he had heard about how things were back then so many times that his ears could bleed.

“Jack.”