"Heh. This guy is still here?" Liam smirked when he walked out of the Trade building. Of course, he had noticed Berat following him around, but he didn't see any need to act on it.
"Well, let me see if he still waits around." His grin widened and the next second his figure disappeared.
"What the heck? Where did he go?" Berat looked around here and there. "His speed and agility are already so high that I cannot even track him anymore?"
"No, wait. Did he learn some sort of stealth skill?" Berat was disappointed that he had lost his mark. "Now how should I find him again?"
He racked his brain for a while before realizing something important. He then facepalmed himself for overlooking the obvious!
"Fuck. He must have just logged out. Why am I getting so flustered?" He shook his head as if he was physically trying to make his brain stop overthinking.
He let out a long sigh and sat down near a tree at the entrance of the Trade building. "I already wasted 3 hours. So what if I waste a few more? Fuck it."
He had tried talking to the few alchemists in the town a hundred different ways but he was not able to find even a small clue about a possible loophole.
At this point, he was so invested that he was obsessed with finding the loophole! It was either this or he was ready to quit the game altogether! err… at least for the rest of the day...
Chapter end
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