They were a group of a hundred-plus people, some familiar, and some unfamiliar.
The past few days were incredibly dangerous, and they encountered many small mobs along the way.
Fortunately, most who had survived for so long had already killed one or two monsters, and their survival rate was higher than when they just arrived here.
It was that time that they met this group of so-called guards and no one died anymore.
They traversed the forest with relative peace, as the guards dealt with the mobs they attracted with relative ease.
As they walked, he couldn't help but notice a little boy—a somber and quiet child—wordlessly following at the back of group. After a while of observation, he realized the boy was alone.
And… Jun was quite certain he wasn't with the original group. Did he join them halfway?
