บท 115: Monke and Battle Royales (26)

Today's the day, and I'm currently facing Oshurkova who was still stuck dealing with the never-ending amount of paperwork stuck at her desk. Her eyes continued to gain more dark rings under them as the days went on.

It's been about four days already since this Battle Royale started, and I haven't seen a sign of the ring yet, which means that this camp is probably near to the middle of the entire area.

Which is good, I suppose…

Forgetting that topic for a second, I stared at the incredibly haggard vampire, whose looks continued to degrade due to the paperwork that continued to pop out of nowhere and into her desk.

Right beside me was Typhial, who was looking incredibly torn between respecting Oshurkova's privacy and duties as a Dungeon Master, and rushing to her side and getting rid of the problem that plagues her idol with fire.

Lots and lots of fire…