Totally unlike someone who just obtained Professional Level not long ago, a newcomer who has just embarked on the path of professionals.
"Interesting."
The impression deepened, the image of the black-haired youth carrying Dual Swords, extracted from the soon-to-be forgotten memories over the coming years.
But he did not pay much attention, just regarded it as a minor episode in this disastrous adventure.
Retracting his gaze, Cornell rubbed the Iron Ring on his finger, looking at the Priest beside him.
"Do you know this Xia Nan?"
Based on the observation of the tone and content of their previous conversation, although the two didn't seem very familiar, they also didn't appear to be complete strangers.
"Do you remember the residents I mentioned a few nights ago, who seemed suspicious and paranoid?"
Isidor brushed a speck of dust from his coat.
"Those few residents claiming to have encountered some Evil God, seemed suspicious and paranoid?"
The Priest nodded.
