Nick had found the letter while he was ‘patrolling’, which was basically another name for going on a break. Since he didn’t need to worry about monster attacks, he wandered around his designated area when he noticed something strange. ‘What is that?’

It looked like a clumsily-woven scarecrow. Stationed crookedly, its arms were severely misaligned, making it look like a child’s crude copy of one made by adults, and the scarecrow looked especially shabby as it stood in an open space. However, its insides seemed to be considerably durable as it withstood strong winds. 

Nick was currently in an area where monsters frequently popped out even during normal times without monster ambushes. Yet, the scarecrow didn’t exist in this spot just yesterday, which meant that someone must have made the scarecrow near the Denest Mountain Range’s vicinity ‌when the monsters could come attacking at any moment. 

‘How suspicious. Really suspicious.’ Did his collaborator prepare this? Or was this something completely unrelated? Nick pulled out his sword and cautiously approached the scarecrow. Fortunately, the scarecrow had no traps, and he...