After checking the final layer of the array, I stood up and brushed the dirt from my hands.
The Cursed Item Security Guard would take time to yield.
Until then, I had other work to do.
I headed back toward the nearby city.
Inside one of the houses, I used a Dreamroot Mist Pill.
Within seconds, everyone inside fell into a deep sleep.
I entered quietly, sat at the desk, and powered on their computer.
Once the screen lit up, I logged into my Underworld account.
A message popped up.
…
Alan Veritus,
Congratulations on passing the Cursed Spirit Hunter License Test. You may collect your license from the Underworld branch where your test was held.
—Underworld Team
…
I closed the message and shut down the computer.
A few moments later, I used a warp point and appeared in Thessaloniki, Greece.
Just like before, I walked into the Minotaur's Mug pub.
It looked normal from the outside—dim lights, laughter, and the smell of beer—but the bartender's eyes told another story.
