章 122: Immortal Soul Pocket monster game

Outside the gaming dungeon, a palpable silence hung in the air. The group of onlookers, including Gate Guard Dylan, Mage Marcus, Rederic, and others, stood in a stunned semi-circle around Butler Mendez. 

The usually composed and formidable butler stared absentmindedly into the distance, his expression a mix of disbelief and introspection. 

For the first time in his life, Butler Mendez found himself grappling with defeat. 

The memory of the final moments inside the gaming dungeon replayed in his mind with relentless clarity. 

How had he, a peak swordmaster, been outmaneuvered by the young Baron Wallace?

As Mendez stood there, his mind drifted back to his training days. He remembered his early years when he was just a young apprentice in his powerful family. 

The butlers of his family were not just servants; they were elite warriors, trained to protect the household with their lives.