The out-of-control nest...
Bard Wendell paused for a moment before realizing what the other party meant.
"It's the underground of the Eastern Region of the Holy Spirit Plain..." He raised his head, looking at Gawain and Viscount Andrew, "It seems you've already found its entrance?"
"The 'entrance' issue is no longer important. The entire Sorinburg Region has been occupied by a giant plant that has spread up from the underground, probably a malfunction of your technological product," Gawain stated directly, "And your only chance now is to go and ascertain the situation inside—and then return alive."
Bard Wendell closed his eyes slightly. He seemed to have no other choice.
"I understand," he lowered his head, "I accept this opportunity."
"Very well," Gawain glanced at Viscount Andrew, then nodded at Bard, "You can relax for now. At least at this moment, you can temporarily shed the identity of a prisoner. Next, I have some questions to ask you."
