Time gradually passed by.
The injuries on Heisatan and Uvie Muzhe were almost completely healed.
Besides this, Rogel also completed his arrangements within the Black Tide Secret Society.
"Old Uvie, it's time to set off."
Rogel stood up and shouted towards the nearby Giant Dragon Nest.
At this moment, Uvie Muzhe wasn't sleeping. Upon hearing Rogel's voice, it poked its head out from the cave entrance.
"Perhaps you should take a look below."
"This kid has persisted in climbing over ten times, and it seems he might succeed this time."
"Hmm?" Rogel was somewhat surprised, then unleashed his Spiritual Power to know everything around them.
He saw a thin, scarred figure climbing with difficulty on the nearly vertical cliff of the mountain peak.
"While you were resting before, a group of Hunters came to this island and almost wiped out this small tribe."
Uvie Muzhe smacked its lips.
"...I saw you seemed to have some connections with this small tribe, so I lent a helping hand."
