"What did you say?!" Jack's tone couldn't have been colder.
"The Pumpkin Witch is gone, my Lord! A subordinate just reported it. She's nowhere to be found!" The cultist respectfully but nervously replied. He knew what she meant to his master.
"Woo?!" (Oh no!)
The little wolf knew how dire the situation was. There was no way that she'd ever voluntarily leave her home willingly. After all, the Pumpkin Farm was her "paradise on earth".
That's when Jack lost his cool. The man who had faced an entire army by himself seemingly without a sweat, turned blue with worry as he dashed through the plains, leaving everyone in the dust.
On the way, they encountered many players that readily misunderstood the situation. Oh god, was the Demon King personally chasing them?! He had to be toying with them!
But he barely registered their existences, only returning to his senses once he saw their farm. It looked precisely as it usually did…on the surface. Life was missing from it!
