Chapter 32. Why I Devour My Kind with Drowsy Eyes (10)
Like the woman I had caught and hung up had said, there was no such thing as ethics in this world.
Whoosh!
The man who demanded surrender swung his axe. He wielded it like someone who had chopped a fair amount of wood. Perhaps he was tired of a life where all the firewood he chopped was taken by the lord. Now, he was here in an F-rank dungeon, chopping down weak skeleton soldiers.
Swing!
He might as well have been in the Lumberjack class.
Crack!
He skillfully swung his axe. The already broken skeletons were shattered again. Skeletons that had just risen, unable to regain their full strength, were caught off guard and destroyed. Fortunately, they didn't feel pain.
I watched them from my hidden spot.
"Huff... huff..."
All the skeletons were destroyed. The men swinging their weapons were panting. They were amateurs, unable to control even their breathing. Among humans, they were of the lowest caliber. They were purely F-rank adventurers. After catching their breath, the men noticed the woman hanging in the spider web.
"Hmm?"