"Oh, right!"

Just when Darryl was pondering, the Pegasus Paladin suddenly thought of something. "Earlier, Bonnie gave us an order to look for someone by the name of Darryl—"

Before he could finish talking, Darryl smiled. "The Darryl that she is looking for is me!"

"Saint Lord!"

The Pegasus Paladin was taken aback when he heard it. Then, he eagerly said, "Now that the woman has messed up the Temple of Light, only you can do something about it."

Darryl took a deep breath and smiled bitterly.