After dinner, as night fell, the atmosphere in the forest became even more eerie.

Despite the exhaustion piling up from daily battles, the mercenaries found it difficult to fall asleep. The distant, occasional terrifying howls grated on their nerves.

Only after they lit a campfire and hung up lamps to brighten the area did they manage to get some rest.

However, Ghislain didn’t lie down. Instead, he quietly sat by the fire.

“You’re not going to sleep, young master?”

“There’s something I need to check.”

“What’s that?”

“Monsters.”

“What?”

Belinda furrowed her brow, confused. Ghislain answered quietly.

“The monsters that …