When everyone in the Light-Embracing Rescue Team realized that they had truly reached the labyrinth's exit—and had rescued everyone they could rescue—they all instinctively let out a breath. Their spirits lifted considerably.
Some of them could scarcely believe it.
Everything seemed to have begun with their encounter with that mysterious "Gloomvale Knight."
Not long ago, the entire rescue team had still been immersed in the grief of losing two comrades they had fought alongside for years. Worse, a deeply hidden Flesh Shapeshifter had lurked within the team—if not for the authority of the Light's Embrace clerics giving everyone a sliver of hope, an ordinary squad would have already become united in appearance but divided at heart, perhaps even fallen apart completely.
But the Gloomvale Knight who had suddenly appeared had found the flawless Shapeshifter with a single spear thrust... Then, like a prophet, he had led them smoothly all the way to their destination, the Land of Bound Souls.
Well, it could not exactly be called smooth. But compared to before, when every Box Garden required either a bitter battle or meticulous, cautious investigation, with an adventuring master like the Gloomvale Knight among them, every danger and obstacle had seemed insignificant.
If there were enemies, the Gloomvale Knight and the Redemptive Light Executor would forcibly carve open a path.
If there was dangerous terrain, the Gloomvale Knight could see through it the moment he arrived, then warn everyone and tell them how to deal with it.
If there were ambushes or traps, the Gloomvale Knight could even sense them in advance—drawing on his wealth of experience, he could detect them one or two Box Garden choices ahead of time, ensuring everyone was prepared.
With such an adventuring master in the party, things were naturally ten thousand times more comfortable. The