Phield was stunned—but not frightened. He rolled up the map and asked, "Right, what about their territory and cities? Were they all destroyed?"
"They lived underground. Humans don't exactly fancy subterranean cities," Rosalia said with a shake of her head, covering her mouth as she giggled. "Those places have long since been taken over by monsters and insect creatures. And those bugs? They love capturing females to lay eggs in."
"…Alright, still a degenerate game world after all. Nothing to worry about then."
Phield wiped the cold sweat from his brow. So much for taking it seriously for a moment.
The three of them lugged their spoils back with great effort and finally returned to the grand manor. Not long after they entered, someone came knocking.
"We've killed the number you asked for. Can you let us in now?"
