Chapter 694: Lower-class Mercenary

A few days later, as a mercenary, he swung the large sword in his hand in the forest, severing the head of the beast before him.

This creature, thus, lost its ability to resist any further.

Having done this, he felt extremely tired after the fierce battle with this beast.

This feeling of exhaustion surged from deep within his heart at this very moment.

He wiped the sweat off his brow.

The air was filled with the scent of fresh blood, and he could taste the blood welling up from within him.

The sweet sensation was overwhelming, leaving him feeling somewhat at a loss in the damp, cold forest.

It felt as if a gigantic furnace was burning inside him, continuously emitting astonishing heat.

Winter was fast approaching, and the mercenary group might need to rest for a while.

For every mercenary or any ordinary person, the situation at hand felt like an unmissable opportunity.