Chapter 87: A DUNGEON BREAK
"A dungeon break! What class? Which type of monsters are coming out?" Rowan asked in an urgent voice.
"I... I don’t know for sure which class it was. But I saw dire wolves. They were hunting and eating whoever failed to run away. And..." the man stopped.
"And?" Rowan asked again.
"I heard a roar. Maybe... maybe it was an orc. That’s all I know. Please let me go now." Then without even waiting for Rowan’s reply, he turned and sprinted away. He knew exactly who the person he had been talking to really was. It was the 3rd prince. But he was consumed by fear and couldn’t care less about showing any courtesy at that moment.
Rowan was rooted in his spot. "It’s at least a D-class dungeon then," He thought. His mind raced, already planning the next course of action. "If it’s a D-class dungeon, then it would require at least a B-class hunter and 7–10 low-class hunters to clear it out. But he was only a Tier 3 mage—maybe equal to a C-class at best. And he had only Logan and a royal guard with him. He needed to ensure Daliah’s safety as well.
While he was still immersed in his thoughts, there was another boom. And the earth shook again. The royal guard and the coachman of the carriage came running.
"Prince, let’s leave the place as soon as possible. It’s too dangerous," the royal guard said.
Rowan turned toward them and finally came to a decision.
"Gilbert, you come with me. And Sean, you leave the place and go back to the palace with Daliah and Logan. Send backup as soon as possible. Inform the Hunter Guild as well," came Rowan’s instructions.