263 Isnt It the Good Life? (2/2)

Looking at the silent players, Rommel didn't want to bother with them any longer, so he turned and walked away.

”Where are you going, if you withdraw from the guild?” Link couldn't help but ask.

”I'll go back and inherit the church,” Rommel said in a relieved tone as he walked forward. ”I had nothing better to do before so I stayed with you idiots. Isn't it a good life, to go back to the days of being in charge of the church, being a local tyrant, and teasing the priestesses whenever I want?”

Hawk would have stopped him, but by the determined look on the other man's face as he turned around, he already knew the matter was irrevocable.

”Making the wrong decisions again,” Hawks said, rubbing his face in vexation. ”This game is too real, it's absolutely not on the same level as the previous games. That old way of managing the guild, diplomatic strategies, and so on can't be used. It all has to be overturned and started over again.”

Link consoled, ”It's not your fault, we're all still figuring things out. You've done a good job. At least we didn't get annihilated as Moon Shadow did.”

That wasn't a very appropriate consolation, and for a moment, Hawk's expression was even more depressed.

After a while, he said, ”Let's go. If we stay any longer, the elven patrols will come for sure.”

They started to move out of the woods, but their backs looked a bit sluggish, not at all happy about completing the epic quest.

Roland, Betta, and Schuck walked out of the woods, and into the borders of the prairie.

Stepping on the soft grass and riding the night breeze, the three of them subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Without the shade of the forest canopy, a sea of stars appeared before their eyes.

Due to the heavy light pollution on Earth, the stars were no longer visible in the cities.

But here, they could be seen clearly.

No matter what time of day, the starry sky offered a profound sense of serenity.

The three of them were silent for a while. Schuck pulled up Margret's hand and said, ”Let's disperse. I'll make a trip back to the Holy Realm first. Oh right, you guys watch out for the guild chat interface later.”

With that said, Margret shifted back into her dragon form. The red dragon's gargantuan body was still bruised but much better. Schuck jumped onto the dragon's back and waved to Roland and Betta.

Strong winds blew as the dragon flew up into the night sky.

And Roland and Betta soon saw Schuck's message in the system chat interface.

It turned out that he posted the information on the equipment in the chat room.

”Heart of Light.”

Roland clicked on this tag, looked at it for a moment, and said with a smile, ”No wonder he wouldn't show it to outsiders.”