The Tin Knight

[The ‘Tin Knight’ complains that when doing a quest like hunting 30 wild boars, the boars that were usually easy to find suddenly become scarce!]

“Enough, stop talking nonsense and focus on the battle.”

The Tin Knight grumbling and Dorothea chiding him.

The progress of the two was incredibly smooth.

There were no opponents who could withstand the Tin Knight’s god-like force, and participants who targeted Dorothea, who calmly walked beside him, were also frustrated by the powerful barrier created by her staff.

Without the need for other team members of the same color to step up, or for Dorothea to use necromancy, just letting the Tin Knight roam freely had already taken out more than three teams.

So much so that the time spent looking for enemies was longer than the time spent in actual combat.

Of course, that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

While the Tin Knight might not care either way, Dorothea preferred simple and convenient fights over difficult and strenuous ones. It was even better if they could avoid fighting altogether.

However, even Dorothea couldn’t help but feel perplexed by the situation where not even a shadow of the Lion Duke’s bloodline was seen even as the test passed its midpoint.

“…Where did they all go?”

No matter how powerful the Tin Knight was, it was impossible to defeat enemies they hadn’t even encountered.