Perhaps it was indeed the magic power purified by the Underground Core Fire from the Great Demon that created this unfrozen wetland.
However, at this moment, the Hero had no intention of delving into these academic issues; she was merely counting one by one the Magic Creatures moving within her Perception Range in the wetland, her face brimming with a smile.
—Not a single Goblin, none at all.
"Fantastic! Who knew the air could feel so fresh without Goblins!"
Having finally confirmed that there wasn't even a trace of a Goblin within her Perception Range, the Hero contentedly closed her eyes, blissfully inhaling the pure breath of this clear world.
Although neither the smell nor magic power of ordinary Goblins reached the standard to pollute the environment, this did not prevent the Hero from feeling a profound joy.
