Garen looked back and saw fake-eye Thomas rushing over from behind.
"Thomas? It’s so great to see you alive!"
Garen gave him a fierce hug. This guy had given him much help over the years, a very well-informed person; the timing was splendid, he can now learn what the current situation is from him.
"Let’s go, take a rest inside."Thomas dragged Garen forward for a distance; in no time, after going through a small door, impressively, was a quest hall exactly like it was above ground. The only difference was that 7 or 8 people were scattered around; a woman with one arm skillfully served everyone food, drinks and alcohol.
The atmosphere was dull and heavy, there were lots of people with low spirits – some lying on the table drunken, while some were polishing their silver knives with a cold and detached expression on their faces.
Thomas familiarly dragged Garen to a corner to sit down.
