When Herad headed toward the mining area along the forest road, the harassment from the Undead monsters along the way never stopped.
The faction ruling Revendreth was not known for powerful combat strength.
Although there were also armies composed of Venthyr and Stoneborn here.
Their strength was average, belonging only to the level of a local militia.
They definitely could not compare with the regular army of the Shadowlands!
However, the deployment procedures for those regular armies were very cumbersome, so they basically could not be counted on.
Small-scale battles could only be handled by each region itself.
Enemies that were tricky but not particularly dangerous were dealt with by slowly figuring out a way.
The rulers of Revendreth had already accepted the long-term existence of these annoying Undead monsters inside the Forest of Misfortune.
It was enough to periodically clear out these fellows who could never be killed completely.
However, the ruling class had also been continuously carrying out operations to drive stakes into the Forest of Misfortune and gradually bring it under control.
Those towns built relying on the mines were the stakes driven deep into the Forest of Misfortune.
Herad entered one of the towns and found that most of the people here were Venthyr hunters specializing in hunting.
The hounds they raised were larger and much sturdier.
Compared to them, the hounds raised by loafing Venthyr nobles were mere children.
Of course, if they really went up against the previous Undead spider, the ending would still be one bite to finish off one.
But these Venthyr hunters were not stupid.
They would judge the other party's strength and choose whether to handle it alone or find an expert to come support them.
Fighting the Undead monsters in the forest year-round, these professional hunters had quite good