Meanwhile, Sol led the team onward.
All along the way, not only were there no beastmen, but there wasn't even a trace left behind by them.
Sol was very suspicious—did the other side use the opportunity of their splitting up to escape?
But as soon as this thought surfaced, Sol quickly dismissed it.
The three directions to the north of the forest had already been blocked by their three teams; if they escaped, there would have been movement. The only possible direction for them to flee was south.
But the south belonged to the Human Clan Kingdom's territory; this group of beastmen would never head that way.
Once he made this clear to himself, Sol steadied his mind and continued forward.
Just because Sol thought things through didn't mean the mercenaries following behind him understood as well as he did.
After all, they had been walking for so long—and under such high tension—they really began to feel a bit of fatigue.
