'This is troublesome.'
Atlas arrived on the border of the capital after another day of traveling. He took longer than he wanted to, but there was no other option.
'The entire Dark Forest is swarmed with those mind-controlled puppets. When they sense movement, they kill. When they kill, demon beasts are attracted, and the area becomes untraversable.'
Due to this problem, Atlas had to take a roundabout route back. One day was the best he could do.
The most unfortunate part was that he wouldn't have been able to do anything regardless. Everything had already been set up.
He arrived at the border gate, concealing himself as an ordinary member of the crowd, when he realized that strict checks were being done on every individual entering the city.
'The walls are too high for me to climb in this body. I also cannot use concealment to slip through, as there is nowhere for me to hide myself.'
