The Player of Time a

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.,“You can call me Specs, of course, that’s just a codename.” The hulking man in sunglasses tapped his finger against the dark gray aviator shades perched on his nose bridge, helping to solidify the image in everyone's minds. “Who I am isn’t important. If you’re fortunate enough to get out of here, you’ll understand. Right now, let me explain the situation you’re all facing.”,After all, this man in a suit isn't stupid. From the ground sand and vegetation, he can tell that this is definitely not a studio. Even if he doesn't believe in anything about another space, he doesn't think he could walk out of this endless desolate desert alone without any equipment or supplies.。