Antonio felt relieved that the monster finally died; he calmed down his trembling body as he looked at Ethan standing not too far away with a look of awe.
With this smooth victory, Ethan had proved that he was truly an exceptional paladin and was fully capable of completing difficult missions easily!
*Step!* *Step!*
Just when Antonio was admiring Ethan's bravery, footsteps rang out from behind, and he hurriedly turned back to see who was coming.
"No wonder they all sing tales of his bravery; the god of wisdom church might only have one paladin but he alone is quite strong…"
A middle-aged man walked inside the wooden boundary of the old mill while holding a large bow in his left hand and a thick cigar in his right hand.
He was wearing a hunter's robe, and a brownish hat rested on his head.
"You… are you the archer who was helping us? Thanks for saving my life! I am really grateful!"
The middle-aged man waved his hand as he hung his bow behind his back.
