Chapter 159: WHY NO HEALER
Gideon picked up the monster core from the boss’s corpse. And soon it started to fade into ash. Logan had a longing look on his face. He could sense the amount. It would have been a great opportunity if he was alone at the moment.
After giving a final check, they started to head out. The dungeon was cleared.
Ronald was walking at the front with a heavy expression. Melissa was on his back, her arms dangling loosely at his sides and her head resting against his shoulder. Behind him, Logan was walking in silence, his eyes locked ahead but his mind clearly elsewhere. Jessi and Luna followed quietly, while Gideon was trailing at the rear, fists still slightly clenched.
They had won but Melissa was seriously hurt. And about the anomaly, it still lingered on every one’s mind. Nobody had an answer to what the hell was actually happening.
They reached their wagon outside the forest and climbed in wordlessly. The mood was quiet. Nobody joked, nobody spoke. The rhythmic sound of wooden wheels and the occasional clatter of hooves echoed as they made their way back to Solvane.
Inside the Hunter’s Guild,
the main hall was alive with chatter. Multiple groups of hunters sat at long wooden tables, plates of food and mugs of ale in front of them. Most wore light armor and relaxed expressions—laughing, boasting, or talking about dungeon loot.
At a large table near the center, Leonard was seated with Lucas and three other members of his party. Leonard was leaning over a scroll spread across the table.
"So," Leonard said, dragging his finger across the scroll which was actually a dungeon map, "If we follow this route, we can raid two C-class dungeons in a day. Currently we are just a bit ahead from Leo’s track record. If we don’t work hard, then soon we will lose our position as the top hunter party."
"Hold up," Lucas cut in, looking toward the next table. "Did you hear that?"
Leonard raised an eyebrow.
From the nearby table, voices drifted clearly into earshot.