Chapter Sixty-Four

Chapter Sixty-Four.

Third Person's POV.

Arnold son of Ren, father of Dorothy, was an experienced tribe warrior from the southern side of the continent. He was a proud warrior of their tribe, a tribe who values ​​their strength more than anything.

Arnold who was in the state of adrenaline, lifted his empty hand and brushed his head.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA"

After laughing for a minute, Arnold finally stopped laughing. He raised his right hand and slightly wiped the tears that formed in his eyes.

It's been a while since he had that kind of laugh. Thus to say, what he encountered was very interesting.

Looking at the young blood in front of him, he was reminded by a small fraction of a dear memory. Upon arrival on this small village, he only had one goal in mind. It was to steal the seal artifact placed in the underground Sawan gate of the Church of Earth Mother.

He has only one goal, that is to serve his God, his lord and savior. By completing his mission he may have some redemption, but things ch