Chapter 372: The Tower of Greed
As darkness veiled the sky, a group of people, rather than producing fire to light their way, were snuffing their torch instead. After letting their eyes get used to the darkness, they walked to the river not far from where they had been waiting for the night to reach its peak.
"Fatia, are you still unable to get close?" the young man who seemed to be the leader of the group asked the oldest member, the Elementalist.
"No, my detection kept bouncing off a barrier," she shook her head. "It seems that what Zarfa said is true; the place is guarded by a colony of elemental birds."
A short girl who was in the middle of setting the boat in the river looked back. "I told you to stop doubting me!" she clicked her tongue.
"But your vision still couldn’t locate him," a young boy in armor grumbled.
"That’s different!"
"Stop arguing," the leader, who was also still young if they looked closely, just sighed at the constant bickering. "We’re supposed to be infiltrating someone else’s home, so please be quiet."
The young paladin scratched his head awkwardly, while the rich girl Zarfa just stuck out her tongue and got back to activate the boat together with their little inventor. But her bowed face was slightly frowning, with concern and confusion that kept on haunting her these days.
"Well, w-wouldn’t it be weirder if the Lair of a Demon Lord doesn’t have any protective barrier?" the girl who was already on the boat, clad in bulky clothes made of who-know-what
Fatia nodded. "Especially when there’s no fence."
"The forest itself is a fence," Zarfa shrugged, before tapping the side of the boat with her foot. "That’s why we use this. Let’s go, then."