"I, I'm back..." Lynch said with a wry smile, then collapsed.
Deluo and Nimo quickly helped the mage to a room upstairs, while the Stone-leg Boss hurried out. He had connections to buy some healing potions. At this moment, a severely wounded mage must not die in his inn, especially when he heard that this mage was an advisor to the First Family. If his slight delay were to cause irreparable consequences, he estimated that his head would no longer be on his neck.
In the evening, Lynch woke up, much to the relief of everyone present. Deluo had always wanted to know what severe ordeal Lynch had gone through, but the mage was unwilling to elaborate.
"It's nothing. The Dark Elves arranged a few battles to test my strength. I was lucky to pass. Let's rest early, everyone. There's likely another big task in a few days. Once that's completed, our objectives can probably be achieved."
