The strange scarlet color slowly disappeared from Angele’s eyes as Henn gave up.
He glared at Stigma and rubbed his temple. It felt like there were a hundred needles pricking his head.
"Damn it. That old woman almost took over my body…" He grunted. "Let’s go. We need to rank up as fast as possible after this."
Stigma gave Angele a strange look. "Master Henn is so beautiful and attractive… Lucky bastard…"
"You think I’ll be happy if you praise her…?" Angele was speechless. "Come on. We need to go." He took out the scroll and checked the location.
"Later."
"Yeah, see you."
They started heading in two different directions.
Angele turned left and started running at full speed.
He left the canyon and traveled down the path on the yellow plain. The grass was more than one meter tall and it was dancing in the wind.
About half an hour later, the texture of the mud changed, it became wet and soft. Angele stopped and glanced around.
