Looking at this familiar face, he felt a touch of emotion; though he hadn't been away for long, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
Compared to Lorand City, although Microdew City lacked many things, it was a hundred, even a thousand times better than outside.
The sense of peace and security was something that couldn't be exchanged for anything.
"Have there been any troubles in the territory lately?"
Bain shook his head repeatedly.
"There hasn't been any. According to your previous instructions, the Crimson Wasps and Deserted Tomb Guards have been patrolling around the swamp day and night, and no enemy can escape our eyes."
"The entrance to the Underworld, no outsiders have appeared there these days either..."
Lear nodded, his heart settled a lot.
"Have there been any traces of that level 17 Dragon Lich?"
Last month's intelligence refresh mentioned that a level 17 Dragon Lich was expanding its territory outward.
