The stone-cold wizard sat in a tent outside the labyrinth. As soon as the mist disappeared and the others located the boss room, the raid on the labyrinth was announced as a success.
This first raid that the wizard had stepped into after losing his best friend left a strong impression on him. From the day he had received the orders from his elder elder sister to the time of the final battle, he had been pondering on the experience.
It was then, the flap of his tent was pulled up, and inside stepped Hermes, the leader of the expedition.
Isaac immediately frowned.
"Weren't you supposed to be lying down?" Hermes asked, his lips curved in a grin. "You used too much mana and stamina for a wizard."
"Are words all you have?" Isaac asked. "May as well have not joined the expedition."
"It's not my fault that you two monsters got stuck together."