When Joy stepped out of the dungeon, the first thing she noticed was the strong scent of blood.

Not the blood of beasts, but of humans. Joy had smelled this blood several times before.

Unlike the other young ladies who remained in the confines of their households, Joy was someone who actively engaged with the world.

That’s why she immediately realized that the blood she was sensing in the forest wasn’t from just one or two people—it was the blood of many. Countless lives had been lost here, and it was not only the blood of those who had died, …