The Association's official vehicle slowly came to a stop at the end of the familiar road in the Eastern District of Stoneheart City.
The door opened, and Zich stepped out, carrying Slimy in his arms.
He stood there quietly, not taking a step forward immediately.
Strictly speaking, he had actually already returned earlier than this.
After the Chosen Tournament ended and his rather interesting conversation with Razeil, as usual, Ascension Mountain had sent every participant back to the exact location where they had entered the competition.
And before entering the tournament, he had been in his own bedroom.
However, at the time of his return, the house had been completely empty.
Before he even had the chance to properly look around, a specialised aircraft from the Association Headquarters had already landed outside the courtyard and taken him directly to the Association.
The reason was simple.
He was no longer just an ordinary boy from Stoneheart City.
