Night quickly fell upon the campsite.
The mercenary groups that had settled in lit campfires at their respective spots.
Lighting a campfire, which is easily noticeable at night, especially in the deep mountains where many monsters roam, was normally an unthinkable act, but….
None of the mercenaries here cared about such trivial things.
Not only was there strength in numbers, but the gathering consisted entirely of high-ranking veteran mercenaries who weren't the least bit intimidated by wild monsters.
Ian and his members also lit a fire and boiled a simple stew.
Sitting in a circle in front of the campfire, they waited for the stew to be ready while chatting lightly.
In the midst of that, there was one person who kept looking around restlessly with an anxious expression.
Rin looked at Airi and asked with a puzzled face.
'Airi. What's wrong? You've been like that for a while.'
'No… it's just.'
