Indeed, what Dix said was true.
Their hero party was truly no different from a grain of sand in a vast desert.
But, other than that, Kaelus could compare this hero party to something else.
A seed of a giant tree that had not yet sprouted.
And indeed, Kaelus was right.
At first, Dix's hero party only saved a few people.
But gradually, they saved a village.
Then a town.
A city.
And the climax was when they saved a country from monsters.
Up until now, Dix's hero party had truly become the strongest hero party of all time.
And because of that, the people had placed a lot of faith in them to defeat the demon king.
***
The night before the final battle began.
In an excited mood, Veyra raised her beer mug, her voice very loud:
"Alright everyone, tomorrow is the day we all die, so let's eat and drink freely!"
Amon got up angrily, then stuffed a bun into her mouth.
"Damn you bitch! We haven't even reached the battlefield yet, and you're already cursing that we'll all die?"
