Chapter 65: The strangest sight

When Pan found the adventurers on the other side of his gates the next day, he was wondering if the world, or better said, his world, was soon going to end. For he knew for a fact that so many adventurers at one place meant a raid.

"We come in peace… that is, if you are not part of the World Dungeon," it was an odd thing to say.

But Brandon opened the gates before Pan could doubt him.

"Nice place," a dwarf said, as he stared at the naked walls. "You two are not in the business for very long, are you?"

Pan shook his head, having gotten out of the crystal to greet them.

"And do you really think that this place will be a good refugee camp?" the dwarf sounded so, as if that was a rhetorical question.

But for Pan, this was a test. The first of many.

For if he failed now, then he would never be at peace. He would forever be at the doorstep of the World Dungeon.

Forever be on edge.