"Rhode, how was that? I looked pretty cool just now, right?" Lilia asked, turning her head.
"Super cool," Rhode said. "You're so agile, and you've gotten stronger too."
It seemed having her learn the way of the Monk had been worthwhile.
Well, at least Monks didn't depend on weapons and equipment as much as Warriors did. They probably demanded more in terms of personal strength and combat skills instead.
"Ah! What's this?" Lilia cried out a moment later.
Rhode and Kienlo hurried over.
A corpse lay rigid and facedown where the tiger had just been.
After the tiger's gnawing, the corpse was no longer intact. Its clothes had been torn apart, and there was a large hole in its waist.
Well, this tiger liked eating kidneys.
There was no rotten stench, though. It was probably some poor bastard who had only just been mauled to death.
Rhode extended a Mage Hand and turned the corpse over.
Hmm?
It was an unfamiliar man's face, but a black mask had slipped down to his chin.
Then he looked at the man's forehead...
There was a lump!
Rhode couldn't help frowning.
Surely it couldn't be such a coincidence?
Was this Shadow Stealth Stalker, the Assassin who had tried to kill him, only to be tricked into investigating the mastermind behind the attempt?
Judging by his build and clothing, there was indeed some resemblance.
His tight-fitting leather armor looked much like what Rhode had seen that day.
Even if it wasn't him, that outfit left little doubt that he was an Assassin.
And out here in the wilderness, an Assassin lying dead was suspicious no matter how Rhode looked at it.
After all, anyone capable of becoming an Assassin shouldn't have fallen to an ordinary tiger.
Rhode glanced around, then lowered his voice and