The scorching sun baked the yellow sand, and a nauseating stench hung heavy in the sweltering air.,That was the seventh year he became a phantom player, reduced to a mercenary, he and several companions took on a task issued by a major guild, to go to the "Demi-human" phantom realm to protect the guild leader's illegitimate child to complete the career advancement.,Frankly, even among EX-class individuals, such an unreasonable characteristic is rare. It clearly borders on some kind of law.。