"This insect's shell...looks pretty useful, huh?" Fran walked in from outside.
Hill quickly stood up: "I've already informed the Undead Tribe; Agleya is collecting a large number of insect shells. I'll pay them according to their level, and they'll definitely bring back the highest level ones."
Fran said nonchalantly, "They must have consumed the corpses of some powerful creatures. The patterns on the shells are very distinct; there must be a strong and terrifying master behind them.
It's a bit strange...why are these insects placed so close to the surface? To feed them, you'd have to transport corpses up from deep underground...that's not cost-effective."
Hill thought for a moment before answering, "This is the passage beneath Arausato's lair. He just formed an alliance with the Undead Tribe and moved to the Hidden Forest, so he handed this passage over to the Undead Tribe.
He's an Ancient White Dragon. Normally, every few decades, he would raid the underworld.
