God Tier Sword Mage

Chapter. 118 Edgar the blacksmith

After finishing with their stomachs, the three of them continued their journey. Their search now focused on the information broker Mercia had previously mentioned.

Narrow roads that had to be passed one by one if they passed other adventurers, the scorching heat due to the extreme desert temperature, and several drunks lying in front of the residents' houses were all sights they had to pass.

Mercia walked in front as the guide. She moved swiftly through the alleys of the place. They had already passed through countless alleys. If Fenrir had gone alone to this place, he would have gotten lost long ago.

"Is it still far?"

Sweat began to bead on Fenrir's forehead. This trip was even more tiring because of the hot sun. It made Fenrir impatient to get to a place that Fenrir had no idea where it was.

"Be patient, this place is indeed like a maze, because the place we are going to is a secret place."

Some people glanced at the three of them, as if they were unfamiliar with the existence