The Food Thieves Came Straight to My Mouth.
About 150 kilometers from the main battlefield, the Bloody Plains, stretched a vast mountain range. Trees that had grown for who knew how many years blocked out all sunlight from the jungle, leaving the environment dark and damp. Countless venomous snakes, insects, and lesser demons lived there.
As for why the demons' stronghold was so far from the main battlefield, the main reason was concealment. Besides, with the demons' speed, such a short distance could be covered in just a few hours at top speed. Flying demons could even arrive in less than half an hour.
At that moment, deep in the mountains, more than twenty humans dressed as adventurers were advancing cautiously. Their entire bodies were smeared with the rotten mud from the bases of tree roots to conceal their scents and prevent the demons inside the stronghold from discovering them.
"Big Brother Carolien, how much farther until we reach the target?"
A boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen approached Carolien. His face was filled with excitement and fear as he asked the question. During the past few days of following Carolien, he had also witnessed his magic. Those scorching fireballs could practically destroy anything.
That was also why so many adventurers trusted Carolien. In the eyes of ordinary adventurers, mages represented power. Combined with Carolien's "special" ability, dealing with a new stronghold containing only lesser demons and Lower Demons would surely be easy.
"We're almost there. Everyone, be careful. Don't let the demons notice us."
As he spoke, Carolien glanced at the black-robed person silently following at the very back of the group. That was the only person in the entire party he could not see through. As for the others, even the two whose strength was roughly equal