Chapter 141: Grimoire Express

It was Fowler's turn to be on watch duty. With Rino's powerful defence array, there was no real need to take his watch duty seriously. The lesser vampire slouched against the World Tree and played with some pebbles he collected. There was a rather popular game about tossing rocks circulating in Spudville among the farmers that started from the goblin shaman. It was the trend now, and not even Fowler was spared from this addiction. It was a good way to kill time while improving one's reflex and coordination.

The hunter was not expecting a black mass of shadows to appear behind him as he tried to catch all five pebbles he threw into the air with the back of his hand.

When Rino arrived, he wasn't expecting to catch his head hunter skiving with something that looked like a commoner's game. Fowler looked positively embarrassed for his unprofessionalism as he stammered a welcome.