Second Phase [3]

"Haa..." The newbie guard sighed heavily as he watched his senior saunter off to rest indefinitely, a routine since his arrival last week.

He appeared to be in his twenties, medium height, possessing an average build that was neither lean nor particularly toned.

His face was unremarkable—neither ugly nor handsome—but it was his golden yellow eyes that stood out, adding a touch of intrigue and charm to his otherwise ordinary appearance.

His medium blond hair framed his face, providing a subtle contrast to the unique hue of his eyes.

With a resigned shrug, he leaned against the gate, resting his spear on his shoulder, his gaze unfocused on the surroundings.

'Who cares, anyway? If I get the money, nothing else matters,' he thought. 

'It's not like I can find a job that pays this well given my background.' 

'This must be my twentieth job in the past three months...'