The news of the church's bounty set off waves in the western region but in the dark woods, a man ran while looking at the ground.

His eyes shined and in his eyes he could see a pair of footprints which he was following. He ran quickly to catch up but suddenly stopped as the footprint suddenly stopped and there was no more.

This was the spy of the church sent to follow Droso. He looked around, his tracking skill was made to find all traces of a person. He turned and ran into the woods and within a 100 meter radius of the footprint he looked but found nothing. He returned to the last footprint but suddenly a thought came to mind and he looked up and saw traces in the trees where he had to pass near brushing against them leaving a tiny trace on the branches and leaves.

“He took to the air.” he frowned but did not seem discouraged. After a moment he put his hand to his lips and whistled.

After a moment a giant red colored bird appeared and the man took out a rag which seemed to have Droso’s scent on it. “Follow this scent.” he said.

Jumping onto it’s back the bird screeched and flew into the air and began to look for Droso’s trace.

***

“Hya!” a high pitched scream came followed by the roar of pain from a monster.

“Wow! A Maiden of battle is really impressive.” a warrior muttered far away from the battle. The party around him was sweating but nodded.

“We are lucky they can’t expand their numbers so much or else they would have long surpassed the other churches.” someone in the party said.

The leader flinched and tried to shut them up but a huge explosion came and a small figure appeared, “Who said that!? Come out and die!” the voice said and the men cried out in fear and ran before the little figure rushed them with killing intent and rage.

***

In the central region, within a small guildhouse, members were hard at work. Most of them were craft class players. At that moment someone quickly ran into the building and up to the second floor and entered the office room of the leader.

“Boss! Look at this!” he shouted.

The man didn’t wait as he handed a piece of paper to the boss. This boss was Droso’s real life boss, Jonas Beethoven. He read the paper and scowled. “Is this real?” he asked.

“Yes sir, it just came out.” the man said.

“Hmm…” Jonas thought, “Is there anyone near the western region?” he asked.

“There are a few.” he said.

“Pick someone with a combat class and send them over to protect them and help them out.” he said.

“Yes sir!” the man said and ran out to do the order.

Jonas went back to work but burned the wanted notice for Droso before doing so.