Guild Invitation

"Will he be okay?"

"What exactly happened to him?"

From a distance, Hiro could hear Liberty's voice faintly. Slowly, all the senses in his body had functioned back to normal, and Hiro could feel the air surrounded him. Even though his eyes were still tightly closed and his head felt very heavy, Hiro could feel the presence of several people nearby.

As his nose began to work, he could smell the sweet fragrance of someone he knew. It belonged to Liberty.

"He'll be fine," another voice murmured. A man's deep voice, Hiro could tell it was Alan, The WitchDoctor of Immortal Knights. But… what was Alan doing here?

Hiro tried to remember what had happened to him until his body ached from head to toe. He clearly remembered that he successfully carried out his plan to finish off Jorogumo with the frozen holy water.

He couldn't recollect what had happened after that. He didn't even remember whether his party had successfully cleared the dungeon or not.