Hero Staving off Evils—
The morning light on the highland sprinkled over the pages, letting the words frolic in the gold, while the Hero gazed at the notes left by his grandfather, motionless for a long time.
But suddenly, a faint sound carried by the breeze reached his ears, startling the Hero who was engrossed in the notes.
"Is it around here?"
"This should be the last piece, it flew quite far."
"Damned White Snake obstructing [ ]. Humph."
1. Resurrection of our Lord
2. Our Plan ♛
D2=d2(2)=2
[Number of Cultists]
D5=d5(2)=2
[Average Level]
D20+20=d20(15)+20=35
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
"Will there be any problems with the plan?"
"Just look at the dismal state of those scales, the snake's interference was always within our expectations."
The Hero's pupils contracted, sensing an unusual aura.
As the newcomers approached, the air began to fill with the prickliness of malice, a feeling as if their mere existence was a profanity to others.
