[Leaving No One Behind]

The sound of Xannos, Lilae and Brök screaming was a muffled murmur to Mori who sat outside, looking at the empty road and the stars brightly shining.

Griswald had already gone to sleep, while Aura was probably anxiously waiting for his return among the drunken group.

Mori opened his profile once again, and sighed.

[Memento Mori] [Level 1]

[Class: Cursed Sovereign]

[Cursed Path: Fateweaver 1879892/2,216,838]

[Health points: 5/5]

[Cursed Energy: 1477892/1477892]

[Magic: 10]

[Strength: 3]

[Defense: 2]

[Agility: 1]

He needed to harvest again. The faster he leveled up in that dungeon, the faster he could get back to it.

As the night was progressing and Mori preparing to go back inside, he saw someone running down the road.

The man fell to his knees, dropping a heavy bag next to him.