We rendezvoused with Dustin, the two-spear man, and we immediately started moving towards Athlopolis.

Though it bypasses high-risk forest areas, no threat exists, and every time a variety of demons appear and strike in front of us.

But this one line is clearly overpowering.

There are only routes that the adventurers deem relatively safe, and even if they are raided, they kick them with momentum with a single armor sleeve touch.

- If you go through the side of the swamp, a winged, tailed carnivorous tobie frog without hands and feet, the water reaper dances through the universe one after the other while jumping water, opening a large mouth to swallow even a dog or cat and flying.

If you stay alert, humans will also be suffocated and fed by being stuck in their heads, but to the extent that you can easily cut and throw them away if you remember in your arms.

- If you try to bypass a muddy place, a bunch of naturally occurring Mad Golem Mockingjay Madmen crawl out, and if there's a gap, they grab your feet and try to drag you in.

If it was a solo act, the darkness around it might have been a match for a lot of attention, but the movement itself is slow, so this number of people doesn't pose a threat.

- Not all odd-looking creatures are necessarily, but animals like cows flock together and cross the river all the time, but that's also a kind of demon called Waterbull.

There's no particular harm in getting to that unless you're either handing it out here or excited about it for some reason, and watching it farther afield, just like when you see a wild cow on the ground.

- It was the first encounter with a flock of fishermen that seemed to have grown hands and feet in the fish that a battle-like battle occurred.

I guess I ran into a place where I was moving for hunting or something, considering it wasn't in the dossier and how I was surprised and upset over there.

Fortunately, he escaped to scatter the spider child where he slashed the first one or two down, so he decides to hurry ahead without going deep.

- And of all the demons encountered in one day today, the most formidable enemy was -

"Lord Luke, are you all right?

Sakura waved a cherry blade that slashed off the neck of the aquatic horse (Kelpie) and rushed back on her feet, paying blood.

"Oh, this one's nothing. You're not hurt, are you?

I circle my gaze around the perimeter and look over the waterfront where a few Kelpy bodies rolled.

It was a sudden raid, but the wounded were zero.

After magically preventing an unintentional first blow, the White Soldier's face gained momentum - only Dustin had tailored two with one hand - and it quickly kicked in.

"Horses living in the water......? I used powerful water magic for that, and I felt pretty awesome killing myself."

"It's Kelpy. Rather than a horse, it's a demon that can look like a horse. It's a carnivore, and they have a taste for human flesh."

"Mm... do you mean cannibal demons? You have terrible fangs."

Aquatic Horse, Kelpy.

Demons that prey on humans are not so rare, but mostly to the extent that 'humans also prey without distinction from other animals', become demons that aggressively target human flesh.

This kelpy is a type of (...) good (...) kick (...) demon between such people, and is a particularly known species among demons living by the water.

"I hear that dungeons elsewhere often magically deceive and deceive you, but Kelpy here was oddly aggressive (aggressive). Was it unfamiliar with humans because they didn't show up long ago?"

"Whatever it is, I'm glad I didn't have to ask for God's help."

"Dude...... to such a normal demon opponent, God down is overkill for anything. Even though it just makes me pathetic to have Dustin."

I said that to Sakura, who thought too much, and I laid my hand on a crimson sword made of hihihirokane, which I lowered to my waist.

The knife of the offering, which is the key to the divine descent - Sakura regretted that he had rampaged the divine descent in previous battles and chose to keep this knife with me.

But given the forthcoming battle, it's just a shame that you completely let go of the power of divinity.

So as a compromise, I decided to give you this knife when I thought I should use a divine surrender, and that means I'm wearing it so that I can hand it over at any time during this operation.

"... All right, we're supposed to arrive at the camp the adventurers put up in a little while, so let's take a break there. Do you think we can both still walk?

I decided to turn to Noir and Hild and check the condition of the two of them.

Sometimes walking stuffs in environments we're both unfamiliar with, and it seems like fatigue is greater than other faces.

"Well, big husband, husband... still, somehow..."

"Fieldwork can't be roughly done… in times like this, the impact of day to day…"

"Almost there. Good luck with that."

While hydrating and nourishing with Erica's potion, you reach the campsite where the adventurers are based without stopping for a short distance.

The location is on a hill that is relatively dry and has great views.

This is a place where fences, skilled vigilance nets, etc. are stretched out and you can rest in peace.

I gave instructions to everyone to rest in a thoughtful fashion before taking my feet to the roundabout protected by a fence.

"... don't feel strangely nostalgic"

"Do you even remember the White Wolf Forest?

Garnett was coming next to me looking at the night view of the deep realm.

It behaves naturally as if it were natural.

I, myself, am going to feel strongly uncomfortable about Garnett not being there until just now.

"I knew you'd understand? I don't think it's that similar, because the White Wolf Forest was near Lake Titania, which is a big idiot. With the water and the woods lined up somehow..."

I guess it's actually a very unusual location.

Similar lands should be rolling all over the continent, because the trees need plenty of water to grow and the forests are full of rivers and lakes.

Even so, I can't help feeling nostalgic asexually.

"With the White Wolf Forest. No, have you been doing well with Mark lately?

"What kind of association is that? Well... compared to the first time, I think we can talk properly. You couldn't be as bad a brother as someone you don't want to admit to?

"Good for you. You'll be with him for a long time, and you've never been in a better relationship."

After saying that with a serious face, Garnett has embarrassed herself by laughing and putting in the deception.

Long relationship. You're absolutely right.

Because it has nothing to do with the activities of the White Wolf Knights, and if you make it garnet, 'any day, it will be a family being'.

"... right. Speaking of brothers, I have to meet the rest of the Argentine family, too. So far, I'm seeing Sir Rembrandt and Captain Carmine, and you and a (...) l (...) ma (...) and..."

In view of the possibility that someone else is listening to the conversation, I would also mention the name of Alma, an apparent fiancée candidate.

This way, even if someone accidentally listens, it would seem to me and Alma's brother (Garnett) are thriving on a topic about Alma.

"Uh, damn... you did have that problem. I have to let Valentine and Scarlett see you too."

"Is there a problem too?

"A lot. They don't seem very intentional. They are. We'll talk about it later. Let's focus on Athlopolis this time."

Bitterly biting and crushing the seemingly complicated emotions, Garnett slapped me on the back often before turning back on my heels.

I felt like I was about to float, too, tightening up and following Garnett back to the camp.