The more he pondered, the more doubts filled his mind.
If these bones are from the same corpse from which he obtained the Bone Arm.
Then, the person arranging missions for the Dragon Scale Mercenaries is somehow connected to the orphanage's underground workshop where Demon Dolls are produced.
If he thought deeper.
Could it be that the person assigning these missions could be in Lyss City?
Or, possibly, even a high-ranking member of the Dragon Scale Mercenaries themselves.
"What's all this effort for, only to end up with a heap of bones?" Anjia popped her head out, her tone reflecting her disappointment.
Nothing of value can be seen in the abandoned cemetery.
Even the coffins were bereft of any burial accompaniments.
The ruins on this site were virtually barren.
The items they found were worth even less than the potions and scrolls they had wasted.
The rest of the bandits also seemed rather discontent with what they found.
