Chapter 8: The Return

In the golden light that passed through the branches and leaves of the giant tree, Kane bathed in it, and after regaining his strength, he began to rush towards the hole in the tree where he had rested yesterday.

Go to the tree hole, tidy up the leftover things, and pack the garbage to take away.

Kane took a deep breath and read "Return"

A large amount of white mist suddenly filled the air, and the white mist enveloped Kane, and when the white mist dispersed, Kane had already disappeared in place.

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When Kane opened his eyes, he was back in the dungeon, but there was no longer the same place as yesterday.

The surrounding stone walls have been smoothed, and the irregular arc-shaped caverns have been transformed into a boxy hall.

The wall lamps at the top, around it, are lit with a white flame that emits a soft and bright glow.

Even where Kane stood at his feet turned into a heavy, circular stone plate carved with an open door surrounded by mist, and an open eye in the door.

Crossed again? This is a problem with the conditioned reflex in Kane's brain when he sees his surroundings.

The movement through the hole pulls my thoughts back.

Three people walked straight towards Kane from the entrance of the cave, no, the door of the hall.

The old man in the middle was dressed in a white robe, with white hair, white eyebrows, and the most conspicuous thing was his beard, and his long white beard hung down to his chest, which was woven into three equal braids. Floating beside him was a large vine-wrapped wooden staff, the head of which was a large blue gem.

On the left is a tall, thin handsome guy with long blond hair neatly groomed. Dressed in a gorgeous hunting suit, he carried a huge green longbow on his back and a sword at his waist, showing elegance and nobility.

The strong man on the right has an open animal skin coat and a fiery red hedgehog head. A pair of double-plate axes with huge axe blades hung from both sides of their waists, and a wild aura spread over the surface.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Gordon Willest, the president of the Frontier City-State Explorers Guild. They are my apprentices," the old man was the first to introduce himself, pointing to the two people next to him by the way.

The tall and thin handsome man stood up, politely put his hand on his chest and said, "Muhan Bozo, the leader of the expedition group 'Forest Sentinel'." Congratulations on your safe clearance, and if you wish, you can consider joining my team, you have extraordinary talent. ”

When the big man next to him heard this, he immediately stood up and hurriedly said, "My name is Radek Saiji, the leader of the expedition group 'Hell Walk'. My team of masculine men is much better than the sissy group next to it, and you can consider us if you are willing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Han next to him gave him an elbow, Radk caught it, counterattacked, and slashed at Mu Han with a knife.

The two fought like no one else.

Kane just stood there with a bewildered expression, and asked in his heart, "Is it really normal for them to be like this?" ”

Although the three people in front of him looked very polite, after he turned on the Eagle Eye, what appeared in front of him were two golden magic groups and one colored magic group.

"What kind of big guy is acting in a team, can you not be like this, I'm panicking now, okay!" Kane shouted inwardly.

The old man who called Gordon turned around, and his calm and serious face finally stopped holding back. Roaring, "You two fools, get out of here," he said, and the tall scepter floating next to him seemed to have received orders. I couldn't wait to come over, and it was a stick to the two people who were already rolling on the ground.

The two who were beaten and flew towards the outside of the hall still had any grace and wildness.

The stern Gordon turned around, his face already changing back to the calm expression he had just had. What is puzzling is why such a serious person has such two students with obvious 'personalities'.

"Ahem, nice eyes, make good use of them," Gordon complimented Kane

"But first, introduce yourself, new Warrior of the Mist"

Hearing this, Kane hurriedly said, "Hello, President Gordon, I'm a hunter in the small town of Kara, Kane Lafreon, just call me Kane"

"Lafrain," Gordon whispered at Kane's name.

"You've just been on an adventure and it looks like you need a break. If there is a problem, I am asking you to recuperate tomorrow, and now is the time to rest, isn't it? ”

After saying that, Gordon shouted outside the hall, "Nando, take this warrior to a resting place"

Then an ordinary middle-aged man walked in, and his ordinary figure gave people a sense of calmness. He politely said to Kane, "Please come with me, Mr. Kane, I'll take you to a resting place," and then led the way ahead.

Kane nodded at Nando and politely said thank you, and Gordon next to him nodded and watched Kane follow.

When Kane left, Gordon stood on the stone platform and disappeared into a cloud of fog.

When I left the hall, I was greeted by a greatly changed environment. The cave used to stand on a small hillside, but now the slope leading to the cave has become a staircase.

The flat ground below has been cleared of trees and dozens of tents form a semicircle, with a pile of slatted wooden boxes in the middle.

The wooden crates were cut in piles, and next to them was a huge transparent gem in mid-air. A few streamers of pale blue particles shimmered and slowly flowed from the air into the huge gem in the air.

Suddenly, a pillar of light erupted from the gem, and two uniformed men and a pile of cargo appeared beneath the gem.

Seeing Kane stunned at the teleportation device, Nando in front of him introduced, "This is a teleportation array researched and created by the Council 200 years ago, and the general principle is to allow a piece of space to be exchanged with each other to achieve the purpose of fast travel."

"The council is really powerful, such a miraculous creation" After listening to Nando's introduction, Kane had a new understanding of this force and admired.

He followed Nando towards the camp below, and after a while stopped in front of a long tent. The tent painting is topped by a fork, indicating that this is the place to eat.

"This is the makeshift dining place in the camp, come with me, Mr. Kane," he said, lifting the curtain and gesturing to Kane.

Inside, there is a long space with a group of tables and chairs, and it feels like going back to the old student cafeteria. Or rather, this is the staff cafeteria, because there are already sporadic council workers eating in it.

Finding a place to sit down with Kane, Nando, who had left, walked over with a plate of food after a while.

Looking at the food on the plate, what to say. It was much better than Kane expected, a small plate of white bread, a bowl of soup, and a chowder stew with meat and vegetables. Just looking at the appearance is very appetizing, and judging from the fragrance it emits, it seems that a lot of seasoning has been used.

As if sensing Kane's doubts, Nando sat across from him and said

"Don't be confused, it's not unusual to have food like this outside. It's just that the border is a little bit worse than the inner areas. I believe that Mr. Kane will soon be out of the border, after all, you are a warrior of the fog. ”

Hearing this, Kane wondered, "Are the warriors of the mist rare?" ”

"Every Misty Warrior will have something to do in the future," Nando affirmed.

Hearing such an answer, Kane didn't open his mouth and ate silently.

After dinner, Nando took Kane through the camp again. He led him around a row of small tents and pointed to one of them and said to Kane

"Mr. Kane can rest here for the night, we just built a outpost here. So it's still relatively simple, I hope Mr. won't dislike it."

Then he thought of something and said

"If you need any help, you can come to me at the temporary office in the middle of the camp, and I will be at your service at any time, may the fog bless you."

After saying goodbye to Nando, Kane slipped into his tent.

Looking at the tent with only one bed, there is no disgust. Lying heavily on the bed, his weapon in his hand.

I closed my eyes and rested, and after a while, I heard a slight snoring.

The days in the dungeon had made Kane's spirits tense, and he was so tired these days.