"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. "Pegasus Paladin, please don't put your hopes on me. If I were to fight Bonnie one on one, I wouldn't have any chance of winning."

Darryl was not belittling himself. Back in the Nine Mainland, Bonnie had successfully swallowed the power of King of the Dead from Donoghue's body. When Darryl saw Bonnie again in Pearl City sometime earlier, she was about to integrate the power into her body completely. Half a month had passed since their last meeting; Darryl assumed that Bonnie must have succeeded