"Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down?!"
The bald man counted the shocking scars on his granite-like body one by one.
First of all, there were three scars that stretched all the way across his chest like a mountain range that almost tore his chest apart.
"This is the wound that was made by a shrieking falcon during the battle at Red Creek. At that time, this flat-haired beast swooped down from more than seven hundred meters above the ground and clawed my heart out. I saw it with my own eyes! My heart was like a fish with a fat head that had been thrown to the ground. It was alive and kicking!"
Following that was a penetrating wound on his abdomen. It was as if his spleen or kidneys had been pierced by the horns or fangs of a monster.
"This is a souvenir from three days and three nights of fierce battle to protect the Twin Dragon Mine and an overwhelming beast horde!
