As long as he was allowed to touch the people of this Shelter, he would allowed to plant five bombs, which were worth 100 Spirit Points each.
It was just barely enough for his 550 Spirit Points.
As Tundra's words hung in the air for a few minutes, a figure emerged at the ramparts, his silhouette outlined against the moonlit sky.
Tundra finally smiled as he knew that the boss had finally appeared... This was a good thing for them.
However, as he looked at the figure carefully, it didn't seem to be the woman who had a pet Dragon, according to the scouts' report.
Anyway, he wasn't too disappointed after hearing the man's words.
"Tell us your names and your Talents… You can call me Mr. Wadsworth. I'm a butler of this Manor." the man introduced himself, his voice filled with curiosity and caution.
Tundra expected this much and replied.
