Dungeon King: My Goblins Have Captured Countless Female Players

Daphne furrowed her brows, her face crinkled into a mass of runes:

"Haven’t you given up yet?"

Ethan nodded emphatically: "The Celestial Blossom is crucial to me; I must take it with me."

Daphne’s brows tightened: "Treasure thieves are all the same; your covetous heart will be the death of you."

Ethan did not respond; his mind was in the midst of a brainstorm, contemplating how to break the impasse.

Since this quest had been issued, there must be a way to solve it.

Even if it was a dead-end, there had to be a method to break through.

Ethan muttered, "The appearance of the Celestial Blossom is related to two things."

"Which two things?" Unbeknownst to Ethan, Daphne had already gathered quite a pile of dead branches and kindled a bonfire.

"The first is Phito. He is an envoy of an empire; even the most powerful magus couldn’t possibly possess the Celestial Blossom."

Daphne nodded sagely, her tone solemn as she spoke, "You’re right; Mr. Phito is a victim."