The bald uncle grabbed Klein's calf. "Don't be so modest. Although I didn't see what just happened, your valiant and fearless spirit is worthy of our praise."
"That's right. If it weren't for you, we would've been beaten to a pulp by Harris' army. Even surviving would be a problem. From now on, please protect the safety of this space!"
Klein didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How did he become the savior out of nowhere?
He only wanted to clear a dungeon and accumulate materials. He didn't have any lofty ambitions.
He couldn't bear the pressure and responsibility that was placed on his shoulders.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Can all of you get up first? Let's talk this out. I feel that there must be some misunderstanding."
"There's no misunderstanding. You are now the owner of the Divine Staff of Skylight, and the leader who led us to resist the tyranny of Demon King Saxe!"
Klein was somewhat at a loss.
