Chapter 54

Gaendal and I woke up at the beginning of the sunset.

As always, I got up while smelling the fragrant stew, but it was obvious that I would be bothered if I wanted to go to the bathroom, so I decided to just relax and move.

“I hear there is a group that regularly buys supplies from the village.”

Surprisingly, while we were asleep, Ekaterina and Lellie had gone to the nearest village and returned from their inquiry. While I couldn’t help but admire the active party members, the two continued their explanation.

It took 20 minutes by riding a horse to reach the village, and they usually visited every week, and it is said that the time to visit is approaching. When Gaendal looked around, there were no horses around the dungeon, so it was concluded that even if they moved, they came and went purely on foot.

“Usually 6 or 7 people come down in groups, and each time they spend half a day at the bar and then go back.”

It is, without a doubt, thoroughly planned stress management.

I don’t know if it came from the demon’s head or if someone else is playing the role of the head, but thanks to that, my alertness towards them has risen a little.

Still, it was an opportunity to start by cutting off half of the security guard shift if we got it right, so we generously applauded the two people who had been seeking information.

I woke up, and the difficulty of the quest dropped! What a wonderful team.

“I won’t be back until tomorrow morning no matter what, so if there’s any signs of approaching, I’ll just have to be on the lookout. You might be tired, but it’s better to stay vigil every three hours.”

“Wouldn’t the two of them be standing 4 hours apart even if they couldn’t do it? Don’t worry.”

Impressed by Gin’s kindness for handing over his own for me, who said I didn’t need a cloak because I was next to the campfire anyway, Gaendal and I headed to the abandoned dungeon without delay.

In the forest at night, no matter how much moonlight and starlight there are, darkness falls so deep that it cannot be ignored. As he had lived in a cabin in the forest, his night vision was quite bright, but Gaendal’s night vision was a problem, so we hurried as much as possible.

The reconnaissance plan is extremely simple. Sit back and watch the trends.

No matter how much they pretended to be guild members, as long as it was clear that they would pay attention to full-fledged activities, it would be late at night or early in the morning to take separate actions outside the dungeon. If there was no such external activity at all, it could be concluded that something was wrong in the dungeon, so that was enough.

I guessed that the visit to the village to procure supplies must be from around noon to before the sun goes down completely.

Gnomes spend most of their day inside dungeons. The only thing outside of that is security work.

As you will know from now on, there is no outside activity other than that. If there is, it will be limited as much as possible, but if you work without light under such tension for several months, you will be mentally exhausted.

No one can overlook the fact that he has already come up with the idea of spending half a day at a village bar to manage stress. It was clear that he was even considering the operating hours of the bar, making it as exposed to sunlight as possible, and then allowing him to rest for a day or so after returning.

“I see. Stress management. I didn’t think of that.” “Well

, no matter how long-term we do in the dungeon, it’s hard to exceed two weeks. They’re in hiding, so it’s a must-have situation.

strong sense of tension ran down his spine.

“Have you ever seen a demon, Mr. Gaendal?”

“Only once. I saw it indirectly when I was commissioned to reconnoiter the battlefield.”

Gaendal, who briefly recalled his memory while stroking his chin, continued.

“There is a single soldier in the Demon King’s Army. But the degree of strength is so different that the basic tactic of the Demon King’s Army is for that one soldier to break the square made up of tower shields by bumping into it with his body. I think I can deal with it without difficulty. But...”

“The problem with demons being put into a place like this is that they won’t be on the level of regular soldiers.”

“That’s right. Even if we judge it by our standards, it’s not something that we can entrust to ordinary soldiers.”

okay. Even if he couldn’t, he would have put in the special forces. I made a serious expression following Gaendal’s serious face, but I called for joy inside. Still, it’s more likely that he’s someone who knows something.

Above all, the war is not only fought by kingdoms, but also by demons. for several years already It would be a waste of human resources to send an extremely strong demon to such a secret mission as Gaendal is imagining now. Putting it into the battlefield and overthrowing even a little more kingdom troops is the proper way to use it.

At most, it would be best to have one Demon with a level that can handle 20 of them alone, or a Demon with a squad size. In addition to that, there might be one more head spearheading the plan.

I’m sure you can win by yourself assuming that it’s a bit overkill.

“It is said that when people experience an unknown situation, they tend to think negative rather than positive.”

“hmm?”

“If the kid who went out to play in the morning doesn’t come back until late at night, it means that instead of thinking that the kid went to another friend’s house to eat and eat until late, they start worrying that something might have happened.”

“...That means our thoughts can be too negative.”

To be honest, I thought it would be considered as an out of the blue, but Gaendal was really thoughtful. Thanks to that, I was able to convey to him what I was thinking without any hesitation.

“Yes. Even demons are a race that eventually forms a country, aren’t they similar creatures that can’t overwhelm us in a war that has been going on for years? I think it’s a reasonable judgment for now to judge that even in the worst case, there will be five or six people... less than a dozen people, like a special forces unit.”

If you think about it, it’s very unlikely that one guy who is strong enough to tear apart all 20 people I thought of earlier.

because it is inefficient It is relatively more common for a person to slice and eat 5 or 6 people rather than a person who slices and eats 20 people. If that’s enough, it’s normal to write like that.

“Instead, it seems that we can see that there is a structure in which we can make direct contact with the demon army in an unknown form or receive material support.”

“Hmm...That’s true. The fact that I’m a demon tribe scared me away. I’m really glad I came with you.”

The brighter Gaendal’s face further increased my trust in him. A leader who doesn’t carelessly listen to the opinions of people younger than himself. If this quest succeeds, Engrim should be able to put some strength on his neck.

It is said that his eyes looking at people are real.