What Happened in the Dungeon...(642)
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Godfrey looked weakly at the bright red color in the white snow on the ground.
"Damn it, I'm still too weak..."
Godfrey cursed unwillingly.
At this moment, he was in deep self-blame.
At that time, if he had reminded him earlier, his master's whereabouts would not be unknown.
If he had been stronger, his master would not have had to worry about him all the way.
If Joelson had not had to take care of the weak Godfrey, he would not have been exhausted and would not have hit that damn rock.
Godfrey let out a long sigh and sat on the ground, looking extremely miserable.
The big white bear that was celebrating its victory also walked over calmly.
This big white bear was going to enjoy its lunch!
The big white bear opened its huge mouth and bit at Godfrey's head.
Godfrey only smelled a wet and stinky smell of blood. He closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate.