"...I don't know what you are talking about," the old village head averted his eyes.
Even if Ozul couldn't sense his emotions, it was obvious that he was lying. Even the surrounding herd of mercenaries clicked their tongue at his blatant lie.
Still, they had confirmed that there might really be some truth to the rumors about there being a strong Magical Beast near this village. Unlike Ozul, most of the mercenaries here had come here to investigate the situation only.
They had already confirmed the gloomy atmosphere around the village and questioned quite a few other people. Even if the village head didn't say anything, they had enough evidence to prove the rumors.
Ozul felt the extreme anxiety and fear building up inside the old man. It was apparent that he wouldn't get anything out of him even if he pressed him for answers.
