068. Ancient Ruin -1 (Part One)

Night fell and the mercenaries set up their tents in preparation to camp outdoors. Their leader, Kasal, treated the three individuals who seemed to be from a major noble house, with utmost respect and courtesy.

Alchemist Hans, who happened to be watching this scene play out from some distance away, swallowed back his dry saliva. He couldn't help but recall the undead soldiers from earlier in the day, that's why.

They weren't regular undeads that emitted darkish purple aura and crimson glowing eyes. No, they were a unique type that oozed bright and pure light, while the glow in their eyes were blue-coloured.

Just staring at them gave him this sacred feeling. Without a doubt, that was divinity.

Wondering if what he saw earlier was nothing but a passing daydream, Hans asked the mercenary setting up the tent along with him. "Excuse me, but did you sense a strange aura coming from the undead earlier in the day?"

"A strange aura, you say?"