Chapter 303: Until Death parts us...

"Oh, you know the race I choose?" The Guild Master seemed to be astonished.

Bearheart Barbarians were not well known and most races would consider them ordinary beasts. The Guild Master was a thin bipedal Black bear, whose arms were literally claws. To create a Bearheart Barbarian image in the mind, the best way to do so was to imagine what a halfling between a BlackBear and a Minotaur would look like.

They didn't look like any 'ordinary' race, especially because their senses were exceptional and the fact that their wild instincts were often able to overpower their reasonability.

Unfortunately, this didn't seem to be the case with the Guild Master, otherwise, his wild instincts would have pulled him through the Lost Arc by now.

The Guild Master was exceptional at controlling his senses, which was also the reason why he had been able to control himself.