"On the thirty-seventh day of our journey, the supplies of the Holy Order are almost depleted, but we still haven't found any signs of the next torch..."
"....Aker has mutated, right before my eyes, he twisted into a lump of flesh in an instant and was killed on the spot by Mr. Knight... Is it because of the food? Is it due to a lack of 'light'? Or merely a loss of resolve to carry on..."
"...Finally, we found the promised land described in the ancient books. We obtained a clean water source, and there are only a few low-level Magic Monsters outdoors, they are not too difficult to deal with. Most importantly, we found the 'torch'. Ah, what perfect light. I had a good sleep last night, I even had a dream... but thinking of the painful journey back, I..."
"The Knight Commander said this is our new territory in the future, he will be our new lord. Although everyone was hesitant, no one objected... or maybe, everyone is quietly anticipating..."
