Two months later.
The gradual descent of the flying ship in the center of the square signaled that the compulsory mission of the Underground Cave had come to an end.
Just like the time when they came here, it was the same masculine guy wearing a golden armor who was in charge of escorting them back.
When he saw Leon and the other apprentices, a smile with unknown meanings emerged on the masculine man's face.
"Hahaha, little bastards, how was the life in the Underground World? Let me see... not bad, not bad at all! Out of ten apprentices, there are still seven of you left. It looks like those underground fellows are being courteous to you. Eh? How come there is one additional Pseudo-Mage? It seems someone is doing pretty well! Haha, is that little beginner apprentice the first one to get killed? How brave is the mere beginner apprentice to come to this place, he was just courting death! Hahaha..."
