Chapter 110: A Room You Can't Leave Without S.M. (2)
“Not yet?”
“We, we’re almost there.”
The Guild-affiliated pathfinder answered, trembling to Lydia’s repeated urging.
Flaming red hair and eyes of a different hue, standing out starkly alone. Her chest, proudly revealed thanks to her bikini armor, shook violently with her hurried steps.
Though short in stature, the sight of her carrying a massive greatsword on her shoulder was nothing short of intimidating.
In fact, she possessed the power of a walking heavy weapon and was recklessly exuding her aura, unlike her usual self.
To be precise, it would be more accurate to say she couldn’t control her aura and it was spilling everywhere.
The reason was simple. A request from the Guild. A crazy mage who killed five senior mages of the Magic Tower, stole the divine artifact they were guarding, and the highest-grade Magic Stone, and then fled.
The result of tracking Morgana Deathweaver indicated she had headed to the second floor of the Labyrinth.