"Food would naturally be the first choice. With supplies this scarce, giving you currency would not mean much, would it? But in the future, you can convert that food into currency with me."
Rejedo's words carried a deeper meaning.
"That would be wonderful."
A smile appeared on the elder's face.
His name was Livel. He was also on the Warrior pathway, also a Sequence Four Demon Hunter.
Thus, whatever Colin could see and sense, he could as well.
Facing someone backed by a force that definitely had Angels, someone whose language they did not even share and whom they needed special abilities to communicate with, perhaps due to his nature, while Colin and the others were wary and resistant, this elder was the first to see an opportunity.
An opportunity to contact the outside world, perhaps even to leave this damned place.
Just as the other party's piercing words had said, they had been trapped in this damned place for over two thousand years. As they explored the surrounding areas, they had found the ruins of many destroyed cities, yet never a single human being.
At one point, they had even suspected that the entire world had been largely destroyed, leaving only them behind.
That despair and loneliness of being the only people left in a world shrouded in darkness was utterly terrifying.
How had the other cities been destroyed?
Why had the sun that illuminated the world vanished?
The terror of the unknown was always more heart-pounding than known dangers.
Especially since, whether according to history or their own discoveries, the cities destroyed by unknown disasters had wielded power far beyond what they possessed now.
Did what they were doing truly have any meaning?
As they struggled so desperately to survive, were they merely walking the same path as