Chapter 66: The tricky hermit!

At the mountains, Damien briskly walked towards the fire.

The only thing he can see in the damn fog was the blurry little fire.

He was confused as his path was clear, there was nothing that made him trip or stumble even though this was a mountain rage.

'Is this another illusion? I don't want to go through that shit again.'

There wasn't even a plant or shrub to block his path, it was just a clear path leading straight to the fire. And it was suspicious as hell.

He was determined to see the hermit and turning away would only affect his life. There was no one like this guy in the entire novel.

In a way, this was just a cliche trope. The wise old man training the boy to become powerful and of course, using that to his advantage was the best thing he can do.

If he was in that certain novel with the casted out princess with three dragons, then he would've died the day he transmigrated into this world.