Chapter 123

“But did you have to park it so close?!” The tortoise’s feet were only several meters from the wall surrounding the village. Furthermore, the delicate issue of how to painlessly move the Guardian from the capital had apparently gone ignored, since the force of the creature’s landing set off a minor earthquake anyway. Parts of the wall and several houses were askew. “Wh-wh-wh-wh-what do we do?! Shouldn’t we help clean up?!” “Lady Cayna, please calm down,” Siren urged, restraining Cayna as she darted around the shell. “She’s right. Luckily, we’re invisible up here. No one has to know this was someone’s handiwork. We can just tell them the tortoise is a divine mystery sent from the heavens,” Opus said as he looked down below. “Since when have you been the prepared type…?” Cayna asked. Apparently, only his crafty ability to dodge responsibility had survived the Game Era. “Anyways, there are a decent number of players in that village. I’m sure they’ll think of something.” “Wait, really? I don’t remember seeing any.” “That’s because, unlike myself, the name and face of the Silver Ring Witch are relatively well known. I suspect they’ve been hiding out of fear.” “Gwah?!” Cayna face-palmed as a corkscrew punch drilled deeper into her trauma and chipped away at her mental state. Her resentment toward the Admins was fathomless, thanks to that moniker and a certain viral video. The trouble she had joining random parties was one of the reasons she decided to hang around the remote village by herself. Perhaps reading Cayna’s heart, Opus rounded everyone up, and they returned to the remote village. After they left, the dungeon village was still wrapped in turmoil. Poor Jaegar was probably racking his brain and muttering to himself, “Is this what Heimer meant by ‘lay some groundwork for what’s to come’?”