Kyle returned to Samson's Hunter Hall.
Everyone was already gone.
The tasks had already been distributed for the day, and the hunters wouldn't return until the afternoon.
'Well, I wasn't assigned to anything. Guess I just roam the wilderness and do whatever I can do to help,' Kyle thought.
He told the receptionist where he would be, and she just nodded without saying anything.
Ever since Kyle had returned, the receptionist was even more curt with him.
She was probably embarrassed that she showed Kyle her customer-face.
For the remainder of the day, Kyle just did some regular maintenance on the forest.
Dealing with Spitters.
Harvesting some materials from here and there.
Making sure that the plants were growing well.
A couple of hours later, he ran into Tarren, who greeted him.
Tarren was the vice-leader of Samson's Hunter Hall, and he just assigned some basic tasks to Kyle.
