The mercenaries wore confused expressions.

The Forest of Beasts immediately made them think of harvesting runestones, but they had brought too many carts for that.

It was also strange that they had packed shovels instead of pickaxes.

“Is everyone ready? Let’s move out!”

But Ghislain never explained things in detail.

As always, the mercenaries had no choice but to follow his lead as he charged ahead. They simply had to keep up with him.

Like the wind, they rode and arrived in Ferdium after two days.

Scovan, who was guarding the outskirts of the Forest of Beasts, tilted his head …