While Rain and the others were busy strategizing and preparing for the Hobgoblins, Nathan continued to be absent from school.
Somewhere in the Spirit Realm, in the area known as the Singing Grove, was where Nathan found himself these days.
"W-what's with this place?" Nathan panted, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. He had been transported to the Spirit Realm just a day ago, but he was continuously under attack by beasts, leaving him no time to breathe or relax.
Not to mention, he still had to build a house, a small village so he could defend himself and his troops when his Novice Lord Title challenge came.
The good thing was that his troops, though only five, were efficient. They were able to chop trees, build fences, and fend off beasts simultaneously.
