Chapitre 639: Farm Life

However, after a long moment of uneasy quiet, one of the men laughed and slapped the bearded man on the back.

"Relax, Ulric," the man said, his voice filled with sarcasm.

"What's there to hear? We're in the middle of nowhere, inside this stupid artifact. The only way in is with the ring, and if anyone even thinks about using it, Grandmaster Alvis would know instantly. So unless you're scared of your own shadow, I'd say you're hearing things."

Ulric frowned, glancing toward the village below. "I don't know, something just feels off. That hunting squad left hours ago, and they haven't come back yet. They should've returned by now."

Another man, sitting at the edge of the group with a scar across his lip, snorted and shook his head.