Water Mirror Devil

As it turned out, Duanmu Huai's premonition had been correct.

When they returned to the fork in the road, they saw the Hero charging toward them down the other path, carrying the Magic User over his shoulder, while the priest carried the Dwarf warrior. When the Hero and the others saw Duanmu Huai's group, they froze for a moment before letting out sighs of relief.

"You're all right."

"From the looks of you, you're fine too?"

Duanmu Huai carefully sized up the four people before him.

"More or less."

The Hero nodded with a bitter smile.

"We encountered you... or rather, your copies, in the passage over there. Frieren's magic couldn't penetrate your armor at all, and then you nearly killed Aize with one swing of your hammer, so we hurriedly escaped."

The Hero wasn't stupid. Along the way, they had watched Duanmu Huai trigger all the traps before them. Every trap seemed nonexistent to him, so they had long since realized that this Iron Warrior's defenses were extraordinary. To be safe, they first had the Magic User in their party cast a spell directly in Duanmu Huai's face, then sent the Dwarf warrior up to attack.

The result was that Duanmu Huai completely ignored the Magic User's spell, then knocked the Dwarf warrior flat with a single blow. Thus, the Hero decisively made his choice.

Run!

It had been the right decision, without a doubt.

"What about you?"

"We also encountered your copies on the path over there. After taking them out, we figured you might be in trouble, so we came over to check on you."

"I see... That's understandable."

Hearing Duanmu Huai's answer, the Hero gave another bitter smile. Of course, he understood what Duanmu Huai meant, but... forget it. There was no point talking about it