Bab 34: The Clone Made A Call

She was jumping and propelling herself on the tree branches with techniques similar to how monkeys find their way through in the trees.

Zita's clone suddenly stopped and rested her back on the last tree branch she landed on.

She rummaged through the pocket located in her black tight and managed to squeeze out an orb that fits perfectly well on her palm.

Zita's clone stretched out the orb to her view and directed some of her mana into it.

The mana that seeped into the orb made it flash before revealing a facial figure belonging to an old man.

"Guild Leader! Guild Leader!".

The clone repeatedly called out while voicing at the orb she was holding.

[ Zita. I did not expect you to reach out to me through the orb ]

A manly voice spoke out from the orb, expressing his surprise at Zita's usage of the orb.

It was so unlike her to make use of the orb to reach out to the guild leader.