C372 Group Mission

"What did you say? Did you fail the mission?"

In the depths of the Undead Despair Land, in the palace of the Truce Church, a fat and big-headed elf with purple skin, who looked like a fatty, was furiously rebuking his subordinates.

"A bunch of trash sent so many people to deal with a small Black Wind. How could they make a mistake?"

"Reporting to the God, Black Wind has hidden himself