The towering man return to the Hallows Guild basement while still pondering what he accidentally overheard from Alger and Cleo's conversation.
"Roark!" River called.
Roark didn't heard the call of the elf and just blankly stares at the distance.
"Roark! What are you doing? The trainees need some break, should I let them go for now?" River asked.
The second call from River breaks Roark from his reverie.
"Hey River do you know something about someone name Lance... Lance Ares or something." Roark asked.
"Who?" Roark asked.
"I accidentally eavesdropped a conversation between our Guild Master and Cleo. They mention someone named Lance. The moment the name was mention the atmosphere suddenly turn tense." Roark explained.
River rack his brains but can't figure out who is Lance Ares is.
"What was the name again?" River asked.
"I didn't heard it very well but it was something like Lance Ares, Lance Ar..." Roark said while scratching his bald head.
