Regression Is Too Much

Destroying the dwarves’ warehouse—that was, of course, my doing. Not that it was an easy feat.

“I didn’t expect it to be packed with traps like that...”

At first, I thought I could just rush in, smash the place, and be done. But since it was the heart of their stronghold, the warehouse’s defenses were no joke. Not only were sentries stationed at all times, but various traps were also laid out to deter intruders.

Still, nothing is perfect in this world. After dedicating an entire round of regression to studying the sentries’ patrol routes, I finally found the slightest gap in their defenses.

“What’s this? Why’d you come for the shift alone?”

“Well... there’ve been some unfortunate incidents lately, you know... You’re aware of that. Someone’s supposed to take over soon, but they’re finishing up the tanning work first.”

“...Tch. Fine. Hang in there.”

So far, the dwarves had been portrayed as stubborn and single-minded, but they were also a boisterous and warm-hearted race at their core.

“A family member passed away... They should be given some time off...”