Chapter 118: – The Lord Is With Us (39)

༺ The Lord Is With Us (39) ༻

In the early dawn, the forest emitted a gentle humidity

The lush greenery appeared vivid under the warm sunlight and the fresh scent of grass filled the lungs.

Everything seemed perfectly peaceful.

So much so that it was hard to imagine that beneath the tranquility, hundreds of demonic beasts lurked in the shadows. Or that it was a place where demonic humans kidnapped orphans for their nefarious plot.

In the midst of this environment, I cautiously walked deeper into the forest. Despite our prolonged presence, there were no reactions yet from the demonic monkeys.

Given that these creatures were under the control of the demonic humans, it seemed unlikely that they had run away. It was more likely that they were either lying in ambush or preparing for a final stand before the cave entrance.

It probably wasn’t just us who had chosen today for the decisive battle.

The demonic humans and their beasts must have also realized from our movements that the time for the final battle had approached.

Our group of seven pressed forward, each of us wearing grave expressions on our faces.

Tension hung heavy in the air, evident from the audible breaths we drew. The Saintess, struggling to bear the atmosphere, discreetly approached my side and whispered into my ears.

“…You meant it when you said we would retreat if it gets dangerous, right?”

“Do you think anyone would joke around with their lives on the line?”

The Saintess seemed a bit upset as she heard my blunt reply. She let out a snort, her voice tinged with incredulity.

“Hmph. You always act with reckless abandon.”

“Let’s just say I overflow with a heroic spirit. I just can’t stand doing nothing while enduring losses.”

A slightly begrudging look crept into the Saintess’s gaze as she looked at me. When I glanced back at her, curious about the reason behind her look, she quickly averted her gaze as if it was nothing and merely repeated a phrase I had heard before.