Evan looks at the man sitting on the ground and asks, "So, tell me your name and also tell me how you found yourself in this kind of situation." The man had already come to himself. He had chiseled features, black hair, blue eyes, and a chiseled face. Evan had no interest in men, but he had to admit that he was a handsome man. "Thank you for helping me, mister shaman. I am Jen, Jen Nedistor." I was trying to find some leads on Giberion Island creatures, and I was successful, as you can see. "So, this creature that has black tentacles and pulled you into that black swamp is a creature from Giberion Island."

Evan nodded and then asked.

"So, what will you do?" Jen looked at the black tentacle on the ground, which was ripped away by the creature, King Eagle, Evan summoned.

"I will take this tentacle to the organization I work for and am a member of, then research it." Evan asked after hearing the man worked for an organization. "

What is the name of the organization you work with?" Jen hesitated after hearing the question from Evan, but after remembering that, in the end, the man saved himself from death without a motive, he answered truthfully.

"It is the Black Hand Organization. The Black Hand Organization works on the dark creatures and necromancy. It has more than 1000 members. Our headquarters are built in the Dark Forest—Black Mountain City."

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Evan took a deep breath after hearing about the organization the man was working on.

It is safe to assume that shamans and other mages who work in necromancy are not pleasant people, but Evan was unconcerned about this for the time being. At that time, Jen asked."Mister, I don't know your name, but I believe you are a shaman with high power.

The first two creatures you summoned were not that strong but capable of harming me when trying to save me from the swamp, but that big creature that can fly is a strong creature. It was able to pull me out of the swamp and rip out the tentacles of Giberion, the Swamp Creature, without any problem at all. "

Evan nodded and started talking."I am Evan, and yes, I am a shaman, but I do not have any kind of connection to any organization."

After hearing that Evan was not in contact with any kind of organization, Jen showed an excited face and then got up from the ground and showed a smile on his face as he asked.

"Why don't you join the Black Hand Organization? I can refer to you as our masters."

Considering that you saved me from death, joining is no problem. Evan answered

.I believe Black Hand is not suitable for me, as I have no interest in dark magic, dark creatures, or necromancy. Jen shook his head and answered."It does not matter. You are a shaman with strong summoning capabilities and potential.

There are not many strong shamans in our organization, and shamans with strong summons are rare. I believe it would be a good thing for you." Evan listened to what Jen said, then answered. "I will think about it,"

Evan answered with a frozen smile on his face.