August
Rain crackled down from the sky, its threads weaving into a curtain of water before finally spreading across heaven and earth. Thunder rolled through the clouds, tearing open the black curtain and pouring down lightning.
Romon's cooperation with the Hera Kingdom had once again begun.
Ever since tasting success in the previous mission, Romon had developed a keen interest in taking on nature restoration missions.
Of the missions he had accepted recently, more than half had to be carried out in the Hera Kingdom. As their contact increased, it was foreseeable that the relationship between Romon's side and the Hera Kingdom would grow ever closer.
"Romon, aren't you going personally for this mission?" Fafier flipped through a roster in his hands, sweat beading on his forehead. He cast a sidelong glance at the man reclining in a cushioned chair and reading in the Lord's Villa study, unable to stop himself from asking.
"Go personally? No need." Romon answered without even raising his head.
Several plates of fruit sat beside Romon. They had been chilled and gave off a cool, refreshing air.
"Fafier, you have to understand. There are so many people who need training, and it's so hot now. Of course he won't go out himself. You shouldn't even have asked that." Nick, seated opposite Fafier, picked up a piece of fruit from a platter and spoke as he ate.
Hearing this, Romon looked over and gave him a contemptuous look.
Any mission fit for someone of the Legendary Realm had something special about it. Like the living corpse with the Holy Demon Core last time—when had he not acted personally?
Of course, after becoming familiar with the process over several missions, a standard system had taken shape. The large number of graduating Druid students could now join these