"So soft!"
This was the feeling he got the moment he touched the fruit in his hand, almost double the size of a normal apple.
Its surface was smooth and warm, like it held a faint pulse of life within.
Just like he had seen before, the fruit was purely golden in color, glowing subtly as if it carried a sacred aura.
Tiny, almost imperceptible veins of light ran across its skin, giving it the sense of being more than just an ordinary fruit.
A faint fragrance drifted from it, sweet but tinged with a hint of sharp energy, which Soren immediately stopped from spreading with the wave of his hand.
If some sensitive monsters sensed it and came barreling crazy like those in a C-rank dungeon, Soren would have nowhere to cry.
Although he was in the camp, and he seemed a bit paranoid, after what happened to him before, Soren stopped believing in Elite Hunter Academy at all.
So much for being the top academy that they couldn't even notice their student being ambushed right outside.
