"Riku!"
Hearing his companion's call, Riku let out a soft breath and opened his hand, letting the Spirit Remains, which glowed pale blue like snowflakes, scatter.
Even through fur gloves, touching Spirit Remains, which were lethal to Imanity, with his bare hands like this was extremely dangerous. If the toxic ashes corroded that thin protection, losing an arm would be the best outcome he could hope for.
But neither the usually rational Riku nor his companions nearby paid any attention to such dangerous behavior. They simply waved their hands with all their strength, calling out to their leader with pride on their faces.
"I never thought we'd get this lucky and run into a migrating wolf pack. Now we won't have to worry about either food reserves or protective gear!"
The middle-aged man named Ivan deftly tossed the wolf carcass in his hands upward, letting it land atop a heap of carcasses already several people tall, then excitedly began pushing the cart beside him.
Riku walked over in silence, surveyed the number of wolf carcasses on the cart, and gently shook his head.
"It's still not enough."
Although several more heaps like this stood beside Ivan, the boy showed no sign of satisfaction.
"It's more than enough for everyday consumption, but as the vanguard conveying a god's will, this is nothing. We need to keep expanding our search area."
"Understood."
At Riku's words, Ivan's excitement faded. He nodded solemnly and relayed the order to their distant companions.
Compared with the old Exploration Teams, which had consisted of two or three people and focused on staying hidden, their current squad of several dozen was undeniably large. Yet even so, they were still vastly outnumbered by a wolf pack numbering in the hundreds.
Faced with a migration of wild beasts on this