Moon City had survived for thousands of years under such harsh conditions through everyone's perseverance and adherence to the rules. Since only their team had been assigned to hunt outside today, no other team would appear.
So whoever was coming could only be from outside Moon City!
The two patches of dim yellow firelight drew closer and closer.
After several long, agonizing minutes, two indistinct figures finally appeared nearby. Everyone immediately held their breath:
The newcomers were two people, a man and a woman.
The two wore clothes completely different from those of Moon City. More importantly, neither seemed to show the slightest sign of mutation.
Something pitch-black also lay on the man's shoulder-it looked like a small black-furred monster, with no apparent signs of mutation either. It looked delicious.
Lilith immediately shrank back. She knew that look well. Right, that was exactly how she usually looked at rats!
Tap.
Edward and Bernadette stopped seven or eight meters from the camp. Both sides watched each other, neither speaking first.
Finally, the captain, who was missing a nose, could not help asking, "Where are you from?"
He spoke in Jotun.
Fortunately, Edward had picked some up while studying Hermes. Though he was not proficient, simple communication posed little difficulty.
Bernadette answered in Jotun, "Outside."
"Outside... where is that? How far is it from Moon City?"
Edward froze at that. Moon City?
Wasn't Moon City at the easternmost edge of the Forsaken Land of the Gods?
How did I end up here?
The captain asked in bewilderment, "Has your home not been cursed? Don't you have to eat mutated, corrupted monsters there? How many people are there where you live?"
He asked several questions in succession.
Bernadette looked at Edward. He paused, then understood what she meant: telling these people about the