285 The Eve of Chaos 1

As he left the guild, Garen walked from the narrow street into an alley. Whore houses were abundant on both sides of this alley, and beautifully made-up women leaned against the doorways of shops, illuminated by red light, as they stroked their hair flirtatiously and exposed their legs to passersby from time to time.

A few guild members walked out from behind him, and stumbled drunkenly into one of the prostitution joints.

Garen picked up his pace and exited this street. From far away, he could see the high, white walls of Iron Tank City standing up straight in the distance.

He stood underneath one of the street lights to avoid blocking the people who were coming out from behind him. He began to recall the contents of his last quest.

"Looks like I’ll need to go back and return with some help. A totem user with four totems cannot be defeated easily."　　

He arranged his shirt collar properly, and began walking in the direction of his newly rented house.