Chapter 89

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It's now clear that everything I've been through in the forest is not a dream, but a reality.

Then it was also true that the enchanted cloth in that luggage bag in the forest gathered countless monsters.

'It's just a guess yet.'

However, in the context, it must have been the enchanted cloth. He would be like that because no matter how much I looked at, it was difficult to doubt other things in that luggage bag.

Think about it. Did the compass call the monsters? Or a maid's uniform? Or a fake I.D.?

'Does that make sense?'

The enchanted cloth makes the most sense. This was the only thing that was most plausible.

I brought my luggage bag and opened it.

A piece of light blue fabric with a distinct presence between the odds and ends has complicated the mood.

It would be nice if I could check it.

It's a simple way to check. I can take the enchanted cloth to the place where there are a few monsters.

'But it's easier said than done, the monster is not a local dog, and that time was the first time I've seen the monster in this life.'

Monsters were rare creatures that ordinary people would never see in their lifetime.

Except, of course, those who live in the South.

Because of the monster attack there, they have to see the monster every few years, even if they don't want to.

Come to think of it, the southern forest was called the monster's nest instead of its original name because no one knew how many monsters there were.

'If I go there and check it out, I'll find out for sure."

Of course, it's too far and too dangerous to try in reality.

If I'd rather go than the Southern Forest, the Northern Forest where I've recently encountered a monster.......

'Hold on'

I hesitated to think that far.

The Southern Forest?

"I feel like I'm forgetting something......the monster subjugation!'

I remembered. I bounced off my luggage bag and stood up from my seat.

Ash, what the hell did you do with the subjugation?

Considering the distance from here to the south, it could never have been finished already.

'Don't tell me, he just threw it away..........'

I was embarrassed by the late realization and hurried out of bed.

Then I opened the door to go to Ash, and there was an unexpected face in the hallway.

"Lady."

I took a slight pause in the opponent's calm mid-low voice and opened my mouth.

"......Sir."

The subtle discomfort made my expression dimmed.

"Where are you going?"

I shut the door behind my back with my red hands, as if I had suddenly lost my place to go.

Then I answered with a vague stare somewhere in the air, not to Sir Davery.

"It's... it's Ash."

It was not easy for me to look straight at Sir Davery.

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