The mage Lu Cang had killed fell alone to the ground.
Some time after Lu Cang had left, someone finally came to collect his body.
The newcomer was a man with yellow hair, dressed in a bright yellow mage's robe.
He crouched beside the corpse, his expression distant.
"Alas... Old Lei."
"I always said that with your personality, you'd end up offending someone you shouldn't."
"Alas, now that you're dead, how am I supposed to tell your fiancée? She's still waiting for you."
"Your wedding was supposed to be on the tenth of next month, wasn't it? Could you really bear to leave her to live alone like this?"
"Could it be... that you really couldn't hold back, not even this once?"
"You said that after you got married, you'd give up being an adventurer. If you two had retired to the countryside, you'd have been much safer, with your personality."
The yellow-robed mage sat on a rock beside the body, gazing at the dead mage's unclosed eyes...
"Alas."
"I definitely can't keep this from Mesa."
"If I tell her the truth, she might spend the rest of her life consumed by the pain of avenging you..."
"But even so, I have no choice."
"Even if I hide the truth about your death, she'll still hear it eventually."
The yellow-robed mage looked toward the entrance to the Tier 7 Dungeon in the distance.
"I can't let Mesa face that terrifying, powerful monster. She's as stubborn as you were. She'll definitely die at his hands."
"Alas."
"Brother... if I could choose, I really wouldn't want to hear that you were dead at a time like this."
The yellow-robed mage hoisted Old Lei onto his back.
Step by slow step, he walked away into the distance.
He had no intention of looking