Zhuo Yang dreamed he was back in Holy Helmet City.
Standing in the middle of the square, Gao Wen bathed in sunlight, like a golden statue.
He looked towards himself.
"Catching a sheep, you finally arrived!"
Pfft...
Gone in one second.
Call me by my title when we're doing the scene, okay!
The strange sense of incongruity made him realize it was a dream, and he woke up from it.
It felt as if a century had passed, or as if his memories were slowly coming back to him.
He had been playing a game when he suddenly crossed over, becoming a skeleton paladin.
Right now, he was clad in enchanted armor with a mid-level elemental barrier and mid-level Divine Protection, a "gift" from Oserweil.
The first thing Heine did when they returned to the Lord's Mansion was strip the other party of these clothes.
It was high time they did so. What was there to be pompous about being dead!
Honors?
Pah!
As for the sword, he didn't take it because it was a two-handed sword.
