"Wait, how did you know? Were you watching from the sidelines the whole time?" Paimon looked at Oroloren in astonishment.
"Yes. It was so foolish that I couldn't help watching a little longer." Oroloren nodded honestly.
"I admire your patience." Lumine could not help speaking up. Anyone else would surely have lost patience watching them argue from the sidelines the entire time.
"Back to the point. I'm trying to find a way to capture Lord Shibaraku." Oroloren's expression suddenly turned serious.
"Capture? That's quite a savage choice of words." Marivik could not help saying.
"Hmm, then let's call it hunting Shibaraku." Oroloren pondered for a moment before saying so.
"What are you planning to do?" Paimon could not help asking.
"I've never seen someone who died so long ago return to the world. I want to see if I can intercept him. Look, this is the trap I made." As he spoke, Oroloren pointed at the completed trap beside him, then continued, "I used it to catch wild beasts before. It worked very well. Don't worry about accidentally hurting anyone else. I've already told everyone there's a trap here, so they won't come close recklessly. And just in case, I even put up a warning sign."
Beside the trap stood a wooden sign that read: Trap ahead, proceed with caution. There was even a danger symbol added afterward.
"Haha." Kakuku suddenly laughed twice.
"How could that possibly catch him? Shibaraku isn't an idiot. And what are you going to do if you catch him, stew him into soup?" As expected of Paimon, she dared to say anything.
"Of course not. I only want to see roughly what he looks like, then invite him to visit the tribe." Oroloren shook his head. Although Natlan had woven fabrics depicting Shibaraku's appearance, they