As they continued their journey, Sasaki noticed his sons' exhaustion.
It had been a long, tiring day. They had fought countless monsters and experienced their first real taste of combat and killing.
Sasaki could see the fatigue in their eyes and the way they dragged their feet. Even though he didn't need to sleep, he understood his sons did.
The next location was ironically in the graveyard where Sasaki had first reincarnated.
It was not deep in the forest but under an old hut, which was a small, abandoned cabin. Sasaki chuckled at the coincidence and muttered, "What a coincidence."
They had traveled ten kilometers into the forest and needed to travel the same distance back, plus a bit more to reach the graveyard.
The sun had set, and the moon now hung high in the sky, casting its pale light over the forest.
The journey had taken its toll on his sons. They were yawning, a clear sign they were tired and needed rest.
