Trying to join the raid
The words of the Mercenary made a lot of sense, and had changed the point of view of the listiners...
No longer were the mercenaries inconvenient outsiders overstaying their welcome. They were the ones standing between the village and certain destruction.
Leon took another sip of his tea, considering the information he had just gathered. The dungeon was more dangerous than he had anticipated, but that only made it more appealing.
The greater the danger, the greater the rewards. And if the dungeon truly held nature-affinity treasures, it was a risk worth taking.
He stood up, leaving a few coins on the table as payment, and nodded to the shopkeeper on his way out.
As he stepped back into the bustling streets, the system's familiar presence stirred within him once more, he doesn't know why but whenever the system's about to speak he would sense it before hand through a strange connection..
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