“Hey, it’s f*cking real. This really works, doesn’t it?”

 

“A good harvest for the first time in a while. Let’s see… wow, isn’t that a Griffin?”

 

“We’ll get more Griffins later. But what’s that thing with it?”

 

The noise definitely belonged to humans.

 

Rough, loud voices that were harsh to the ear. I didn’t feel good. The calm sensation in my heart faded away, and it began to beat fast.

“What… Wait, isn’t that a woman in the corner? A human woman?”

“A banshee, she must have transformed. Oh, but banshees bring bad luck… “

“That’s because someone dies when that b*tch cries, you idiot. You’re just pretending to be smart at the end of the day.”

 

Without any hesitation, the people who came into the cave chatted with excitement.

 

Two men and one woman. They were all very suspicious, armed with odd-shaped equipment, and as excited as hunters who discovered wonderful game, rather than being frightened by the sight of Popo and Griffin.

 

I had a feeling I knew what they were– Poachers.

 

I had heard of poachers, who illegally hunt and collect monster cores by purchasing relics in the black market. They seemed to have been led into the forest after detecting magic with the relic they had.

“Hey, that’s a shame. Banshees are supposed to be dirty old witches, but this one is a beauty…”

 

“Let’s get this over with. I saw earlier that there were paladins all over the place, and if we get caught, we’re really screwed.”

 

I didn’t move a muscle. I hardly breathed. Popo and Griffin were strangely still.

 

The man holding a light blue shining sword approached Popo as if he was amazed. Popo’s mouth was tightly closed, hiding its teeth.

 

“I don’t think they’re coming here. The legend said that a giant lizard cub was asleep here… but what the f*ck is this? Rabbit or raccoon? What was the name of this thing? It looks so stupid.”

“Hey, let’s get this one first. The monster is pretending to be a human being.” The flaming red-haired woman gestured toward me.

 

At that moment, a man who was scratching his stomach turned toward me, smacking his lips.

 

“Ku, ku, ku, ku…”

 

Griffin let out a sound of laughter. To be exact, it was more of a low, bizarre cry, but to my ears, it sounded like a laugh. And… Popo opened its mouth. Popo’s wide-open mouth enlarged throughout its huge body, revealing a space full of eerily beautiful sharp teeth and skeletons.

 

I didn’t make any noise until the end.

The sky seemed to be getting darker and darker, and the heavy rain began to pour. The sky-high trees didn’t help much either.

 

“Lord Izek.”

 

Someone put out a cigarette of leaves. Izek shook his head as a gesture of rejection and looked at Durahan’s corpse at his feet. It was the monster he’d caught a while ago. Only the remaining monster core and the severed head rolled around at his feet.

 

only

 

sweeping back his wet hair that kept blocking his view. Everyone seemed tired of the three-day search, but it was strange that none of them were

 

think it’s a no-go here, too.” Ivan, who almost kicked the

 

He had been

 

“You know what, Iz.”

 

missing. Izek turned his back because he knew what he was going to say. Ivan shrugged at

 

had been searching

 

where only monsters lurked, but Elendale’s efforts, including the City Guards,

 

were working together without making noise

 

consider the hypothesis that the madman who kidnapped Rudbeckia, intentionally

 

it was a more

 

been dragged into this area, by now… no one had the courage

 

“Iz.”

 

back, Izek stared at

 

kept looking at it. Something as ominous as a

 

already been three days,

 

“It’s been four days.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Four days.”

 

There was silence.

 

It was the same for Izek, who said this. It was around dawn three days ago when he found the

 

until much later

 

after Ellenia had sent a message

 

one knew until then that something had happened

 

It didn’t make sense.

 

about her disappearance for nearly a day, who required

 

Nevertheless, that had happened.

 

blame? Who should he

 

first place? She had been hanging around all day. The coachman and the escort who returned

 

out she hadn’t returned home? The Duke who was in the

 

home in the evening after visiting Freya, and

 

Or himself?

 

face wet with rainwater

 

the end, he was the only

 

tears, saying that it was all her fault, but it was never her fault. His foolishness, him not knowing how Rudbeckia was being treated in his house when he was absent, came backstabbing like

 

who was

 

quite figured out how harsh they could be on the

 

of what happened on the day of his birthday party was revealed, because the maid was forty years old,

 

have

 

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