“Really? Tell me more, what kind of a monster is it?” Gabriel and Elena responded while leaning forward, suddenly showing interest at the mention of a mysterious monster.

“Unfortunately, the ignorant peasants were incapable of giving an accurate depiction of the monster, so I do not know much more. However, it’s known that the monster’s cry is terrible enough to haunt your soul, and it’s rumored that the griffon of Rodan Forest was defeated by that monster, which means…” The knight trailed off.

“Which means?” The siblings asked.

“It must be a high-ranking monster. Something like an ogre or a drake,” Sir Molve answered.

‘Finally! Those wizards!’

‘They succeeded!’

The siblings quickly shared a gaze while clenching their fists.

“Sir Molve. The griffon of Rodan Forest was a humongous headache and a threat to the marquisate over the last few years, was it not?”

“Ah, that’s right.”

“Then that means the mysterious monster must be a truly terrifying force. What would happen if such a powerful monster attacked a nearby village?”

“Ah! You have a good point. Come to think of it, I also heard rumors regarding the appearance of an undead monster. Tsk, those lowly peasants are quite delusional.”

“What? An undead!?” Although Gabriel was already certain, he pretended to be greatly shocked as he responded.

“If it truly is an undead, this issue may escalate into a threat to the honor of the marquisate. But we are unable to send an army because of our sister’s army…” Gabriel continued.

“Brother, send a messenger to Sister Essandra. Although we are placed in an undesirable situation right now, she must be sincerely worried about the marquisate as a member of the Archivold family. I am certain that she will take action,” Elena said.

“You are right. Sir Molve.” Gabriel called out.”

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