“Hmph, we’re here…”
In front of me, there’s a house shaped like an oval and carved in rock. It seems very cold and quiet. Next to the house, there’s a martial arts practicing area. With weapons all over the place, this place emits a strong aura. It must be a skilled person!
“Karl, we’re here. Come see your new disciple!” Frost says.
“Ouch…”
Stone doors open, and an old geezer comes out. He’s sitting on a wheelchair since both of his legs have been cut off. A longsword is held behind the wheelchair——