"I have no objections."
Chen Feng had never met that level-one guy before, so there was no reason to offend him.
I can't use Reversal, but this guy can. Maybe I can hitch a ride with him someday.
Not this time, though.
The point Chen Feng had chosen to travel to was after the Hero's death. If he went back with the guy and found the Hero still alive, he couldn't exactly kill one on the spot.
Speaking of which, it was time to find the witch.
Not having Divine Sense to scan his surroundings really was inconvenient.
Chen Feng wandered through the forest for ages before spotting two people where the trees thinned out.
One was a black-haired boy who looked about eighteen. He was digging a pit with a shovel.
That greatsword on his back gives off a very dangerous aura. Is he the swordsman in the Hero's party?
But why doesn't he have plate armor or a helmet? He's even wearing cloth shoes. With defenses like that, even goblins and gnomes would slaughter him, wouldn't they?
Thinking this, Chen Feng turned to look at the other person.
She was a cute girl with vivid red hair, short at just 1.6 meters tall, and dressed in a shabby gray cloak of coarse cloth.
This must be the Firekeeper Witch.
Chen Feng sniffed. The scent of roast meat hung in the air. Taking that together with the boy filling in the pit and the extinguished campfire nearby...
The Hero Party must have been having a cookout when a monster suddenly appeared. The Hero had fought valiantly, sacrificing himself to take the monster down with him.
Yes, that made perfect sense.
Chen Feng stepped forward and suddenly trod on a warning message.
[Trap ahead]
Fuck.
A trap?
Chen