Meecenary [2]
"Are you ready?"
Those three simple words held a deep meaning.
Was he ready for 5 years of slavery?
But his answer was just as succinct.
"Yes."
He had mentally prepared himself long ago, and he was waiting for this moment to come.
"Good. I've marked a location somewhere within your radius. Find it and reach it within three days. That's your first task."
Damien smiled wryly.
"No more information than that?"
"None at all. You need to be at least that good if you want to prove yourself."
Damien rolled his eyes.
"Understood. I'm still being underestimated, huh. Three days? That's laughable."
Damien cut the call there. He didn't need to pry more.
'When she says somewhere in my radius, that could mean I'm either already there or it could be a billion kilometers away. And when she says she marked it, am I looking for a structure or something mana-based?'
"Well, it doesn't matter either way."