“Mike?” Glenn asked in a confused tone, looking at the brown-haired man in front of him, holding multiple weapons on his body. He carefully placed all the weapons on the floor, treating the dangerous tools like they were his babies, before falling to the floor in a not-so ceremonial way. “I am taking a vacation after war comes, if I survive that is.” Glenn mumbled to himself, standing up from the stool he sat down on, grabbing a stick and slightly poked Mike’s unconscious body. Meanwhile, as this was happening, Annette and Samantha had arrived with the other guild members. They all looked at their guild master strangely.
“That’s not a dead body, is it?”
“Of course not, it would be smelling.”
“True, and who would even consider putting a corpse in a guild? We don’t look at or give up the
