"Devil?"
Upon hearing the keyword in Xia Nan's words, Barn's expression paused.
His gaze instinctively shifted from the bundle on the ground to the young man with black hair dressed in just a shirt.
"No wonder..."
No wonder on this trip back not only was his armor scrapped, but even his weapon was damaged.
However, he remembered when they first met last year, the other was just a struggling adventurer who couldn't even afford equipment. How long has it been, and he's already able to seriously take on devils?
Barn was amazed at the other's rapid improvement, but his professional integrity held back his curiosity, refraining from further questions.
With a glance, he sought Xia Nan's permission and then bent down to pull a steel fork from the bundle and carefully examined it.
