Chapitre 345: Oho Mate!

"Oho, you must be new here, mate," another one spoke up. And from their appearances, the gears on their bodies, William could tell they were all silver grade spirit masters, roughly at the early twentieth in age or something.

"That mean?" William felt like he missed something the common folks here already were aware of.

"It's the hunting festival, mate," another spirit master said, "it's a traditional activity that the crazy dudes of the Lockheart impact do every few years."

"Lockheart impact?!" William couldn't believe that he heard the name of the impact Sith tried to recruit him into at the first moment he stepped into the territory of the Scorching Lands.