"You're back, Oshi. Did you finish?"
Burufatt, who was organizing the troops, saw the small figure approaching from afar and asked.
"Yeah, I finished."
"Is there anything else I need to do?"
Oshi looked around. The shoreline, which had previously been littered with ruins, had now been roughly cleaned up.
The scattered fires had been extinguished, and the bodies sprawled across the ground had been gathered together, ready to be dealt with later.
Although Oshi could still see a few souls wandering about with lingering obsessions, she did not bother with those unfamiliar faces. She simply waved her hand and stuffed all those wandering souls into the Underworld.
Burufatt watched her suddenly wave her hands as though shooing away mosquitoes, unable to make sense of it, but he did not ask any further questions.
He took out a sea chart that had just been found on the island and pointed to the many islands marked on it.
"Our next task is to seize as many of the nearby islands as possible.
The three of us will leave one person here to oversee repairs to the defensive fortifications, while the other two split up and quickly take back these islands.
There are no enemy officers left in these waters now, so taking them should be quick."
"I'll go with you later. Oshi can stay on the island."
Obe, who had finished arranging the defenses and returned, noticed that Oshi still seemed somewhat downcast and spoke to Burufatt.
"No need. I'll go." Oshi shook her head.
"Are you sure you're okay? You should stay on the island and rest for a while..."
"No need. I have to get used to it sooner or later. Besides, as a god of the Underworld, I can't run away at the last moment just because I'm