Bab 671: It's time to purify this land

Asher coughed and pounded his chest a few times to steady himself.

"Oh my ghosh... Have I truly ingested a piece of the Fruit of Fate? The very fruit that was said to be unattainable by any other race as the Tree of Fate only bestowed it upon the elven race...?"

He shifted his gaze to look at Kyle, eyes brimming with newfound respect.

The man had given him something so precious with such simplicity? If it were someone else, they wouldn't even tell anyone they had the fruit of fate, let alone sharing it with others!

However, he noticed that the seat Kyle occupied earlier was vacant now.

"Where did he disappear to?"

He scanned the lobby like the rest, all a bit perplexed by Kyle's sudden disappearance. But before any of them could extend their senses beyond the building they were in to locate where the silver-haired man had suddenly disappeared to, Kyle's figure materialized on the stairs.