The key to resolving this should be that so-called Crown of Will.
Since the ogres were after it, wouldn't finding it clear up the misunderstanding?
The Crown of Will, the Crown of Will...
Rhode repeated the name silently.
It sounded familiar. He had probably come across it while doing quests in the game.
"Rhode, what are they saying? Why did they start fighting?" Lilia had come over to Rhode's side as well.
"The ogres said they're looking for something called the Crown of Will. They thought the dwarves had it, so they started fighting," Rhode explained briefly.
Lilia immediately said, "Oh, didn't we find a crown in that bird's nest yesterday? Could that be it?"
Huh?
Kids really did think fast.
Carrion vultures generally didn't travel very far to forage, so any treasures they stole probably belonged to people passing through the area.
In other words, some unlucky soul might have taken this crown, only to be attacked here and lose both their life and their treasure.
When the ogres followed them here to search for it, naturally, they couldn't find it.
Rhode took the crown out of his bag and waved it in front of the ogre Targ. "Is this the Crown of Will you're talking about?"
Sure enough.
Both of Targ's faces instantly twisted with fury. "So it was you! You thief! Targ will blast you into charcoal!"
At his shout, the ogres in the clearing abandoned the dwarves in front of them and walked over to surround Rhode and Lilia.
The dwarves had no idea what had happened and could only stare blankly at them.
"Easy, easy. I didn't steal it," Rhode hurriedly explained. "I found it in a carrion vulture's nest."
"A carrion vulture?" One of Targ's heads looked thoughtful, but the other kept roaring at