"Then I won't disturb you with other heroes," Pross smiled, turned, and left the church. He brushed past the heroes waiting outside and stepped into the blizzard, vanishing completely.
Some time later.
In an abandoned cabin.
Pross pushed open the wooden door, accompanied by the unpleasant sound of creaking wood, and walked inside. He saw a dwarf loli squatting by the fire, hugging her knees.
He scratched his head and said,
"I've successfully infiltrated Ahtal's group. If there's any news, I can tell you at any time."
"Mmm, thanks for the effort." The dwarf loli responded in a muffled voice, staring at the campfire in front of her, seemingly seeing Ahtal, that maniacally laughing madman, within the flickering flames.
She clenched her teeth.
"Go to hell!"
"Huh?" Pross was stunned; he hadn't done anything outrageous to deserve death.
"Not you." The dwarf loli came back to her senses and explained to Pross, "I meant, let Ahtal go to hell."
