Chapter: 597

*Doon…*

Sometimes later, a deep rolling boom sound came from the guild. She could tell something major just happened and paused for a moment – but didn’t look back – she knew she may not move again if she started looking.

Her mind focused on one thing – her orders: reaching the stink-rat marsh.

Gritting her teeth, carried out her mission and marched forward again before continuing to dash through the forest, but for some reason her eyes began to water.

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Matheson was about to enter the feral plains dungeon, though he paused for a moment as he heard the deep rumbling sounds of thunder from the guild and the horn blaring.

He glared back towards the guild for a moment.

“… what the hell is going on now.” he thought, though his mind soon drifted to what Hodley said earlier…

“The powerful treasure…?” his heart seemed to beat a little faster.

Suddenly he heard something running through the forest; its steps were careless and they were moving fast as they trampled the vegetation.

Matheson stood silently and watched; if it was another treant, he would just enter the dungeon for safety.

However, to his surprise, it was a person – one whom he recognised as the guild master daughter.

“This can’t be a coincidence.” He whispered to himself as his lips curled into a hungry smile; he smelt opportunity.

“Easy to stalk. She’s making so much damn noise.”

Matheson began to follow Anya as covertly as possible. He had quite high dexterity due to his rapier class, so he didn’t make much noise.

Anya similarly had high dexterity, but she was clearly distracted by something and didn’t notice her follower.

The feral plains dungeon was somewhere south-east of Losla, and soon they crossed the south-road as they kept heading west.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of mana pulsed through the forest.

Despite not having any mana-craft proficiency, even Matheson felt it wash over his mind.

“Fuck…” he thought.

This only confirmed his suspicion: Anya was running right towards that mana pulse, so this was definitely connected to the powerful treasure he was hearing about.

“I won’t let this opportunity pass me by…” he glared at her, “I will grasp it and hold onto it until my fingernails rip out.” he zealously thought.

Matheson prepared himself mentally to steal whatever powerful treasure could be waiting for him, and he didn’t care who he would have to trample along the way.


~A few minutes earlier, Stink-rat Marsh~

Lara just found out that Losla was surrounded by the mage hunters.