Dungeon Life - Chapter Three-Hundred Forty-Five

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In the luxurious Guildmaster’s Quarters of the Calm Seas Guild, the Earl scowls, gripping his glass of brandy tightly. A lesser elf would be pacing, tugging at his ears like he means to pull them off! But he is no lesser elf, letting setbacks make him so distraught.

Jondar Helmsplitter may technically be whom the room is meant for, but he’s wise enough to be in his office right now instead of arguing with the elf who is bankrolling this venture about who gets to brood and drink fin ...