Reclaiming (Part 1)

A small river ran through the area. On the grassland not far away, more than a dozen Imp corpses lay scattered across the ground, their blood slowly flowing together into little pools.

The group of adventurers standing before them merely stood there quietly. Unlike before, they did not immediately begin collecting the spoils.

Everyone was looking in one direction. From that direction came continuous booming sounds. Though the site of the incident seemed far from here, they could clearly see the explosions caused by that surging power.

"What direction is that? The battle seems fierce. Has someone deployed an army? Are mages involved?" they asked curiously, speculating aloud.

"It's Baron Butron's territory," a veteran adventurer suddenly said after a moment of silence.

"Baron Butron? Wasn't he dead long ago?" Those who knew some of the inside story could not help asking when they heard that the successive booms came from Baron Butron's territory.

The others, who knew nothing of the matter, became even more curious. Judging from what they saw, an exceptionally fierce battle had to be underway in that direction. Could the descendants of a dead Baron truly possess such formidable strength to strike back against the demons?

"You don't know about this... You lot, stop just listening to me tell stories and collect the spoils first." As the veteran adventurer directed the others to cut off the Imps' ears and stuff them into their pockets, he continued, "...To continue what I was saying, you're right. Baron Butron did indeed die in battle, but he left behind two children. Their title and territory have not yet been considered lost. So long as those two children can reclaim their own lost land, they will not be stripped of their title."

"Ah! I know this! Miss Sasha is a very famous