Chapter 415: The Three Forces

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a gaunt figure, his sallow face dominated by a huge hooked nose, making him appear sinister and ruthless.

Following behind him was, however, a petite girl.

The girl had black hair, and on the edge of her cheeks were tattoos the size of a finger in green.

"Do all Druids nowadays like to bring along a female student?" Roger couldn't help but inwardly sneer.

To be honest, his previous experience in Sleeping Valley had altered his view of nature-intimate Druids somewhat.

"Third Tier Druid Master Yebeni."

Gaheris introduced.

"This is my companion..."

"Hehe."

"The Knight of the Beginning and the End, I heard of this legendary name when I was little."

There was no expression on Yebeni's face that one would expect when facing a legendary figure; his cheeks were thin, and his eyes rolled upward, "Bedivere, what did you just ask for?"

"The Hart Spirit's horns?"