In the middle of the camp, a large pile of dry firewood had been stacked, as if someone had gathered it all from somewhere. The crackling sound of the splitting wood filled the air as the massive flames roared, but fortunately, the lack of wind kept them under control.

Lin, who always had to sit alone, even within the Hero’s party, liked quietly watching the flickering flames. The unpredictable movement of the fire always captivated his attention, allowing him to momentarily forget hunger and pain.

However, in front of this giant blaze, Lin was disheartened as everything turned into unpleasant …