Phield actually had a Divine Chosen maid?
Even in the wealthy Maple Leaf territory, there was only a single Divine Chosen—the "Peerless Dancing Girl." What on earth had Phield relied on to attract a Divine Chosen willing to pledge her loyalty?
No wonder Baron Phield dared to enter the Nightfall Domain. He had a Divine Chosen protecting him.
"Just like my lord always says—this is nothing yet, right?"
Phield's maid, Nina, let out a snort of laughter. This carefree, blunt-spoken maid squinted her eyes as she smiled. "Even I'm not worried. As a man, what are you afraid of?"
Tate scratched his head awkwardly. Being mocked by a maid was downright humiliating.
"Hurry up and pull yourself together. The higher our operational efficiency, the lower the chance of being completely surrounded by corpse hordes."
Phield glanced at the minimap. A massive number of skull icons were stirring restlessly, covering almost the entire map. A vague sense of unease crept into his chest.
