Zumomikashi

Telmaris. A nation where strong hunter's guilds set their quarters due to its livelihood and abundance of dungeons. But amongst all of them, a certain guild, with no affiliated nations, is rumoured to be the strongest yet craziest of them all. They are called…Grim Fate.

Zephyr Gersche, is one of the hunters currently residing in Telmaris as of recently, though his powers and features are as human as it gets. With the threat of monsters growing each day, participating guilds within Telmaris and other regions have called for a gathering. Zephyr, of course, was out of place and was called out for the reason of his invitation…but something's off with him. Who really is this human before the eyes of the intimidating guilds?

Grim Fate: The Strongest Guild

David announces in front of the clan.

"He…cleared an Abyssal Front on solo."

Everyone had the same reaction. All of them had the same look on their faces. Their eyes frozen, their mouth wide open, their expression shows amazement, yet bewilderment at the same time. The person in question can only avert his eyes as he does not want any more attention since he was too tired already.

"So…that bad omen I was feeling back then– was an ABYSSAL FRONT!? Near Telmaris!? How did it even get here, and how did it slip through GEO's surveillance!?"

Chapter 67: Aftermath