Imp of Dreams

A few moments ago, Izroth treaded up the steep mountain using the Wall Walking skill and came upon a ledge. When he stepped onto the ledge just now, the first thing that came into sight a few meters away from him was the entrance to a mysterious dark cave.

Izroth briefly extended his Energy Vision Sense to its maximum range as he thoroughly checked his surroundings.

'Good. He is heading back the exact way we came.'

Izroth spotted Hazard with his Energy Vision Sense and confirmed that he was on his way out of the heart of Fragul's Valley.

'Who would have thought that I would meet someone like you here of all places? Kalseign... '

A carefree smile formed on Izroth's face as he recalled his time in the Seven Realms.

Kalseign—a man with no particular talents or gifts. In terms of cultivation, there were countless individuals more powerful than him. As for his background and status, both were not even worth mentioning.