Hidechika looked at someone a bit strangely, excitedly taking several photos from different angles of the miserable end of the Crow Tengu.
Even though she couldn't understand what was going on, she vaguely felt that this person had again indulged in some mischievous interest, as she knew them well by now.
Of course—
This was just a small interlude.
After the attack by the Crow Tengu, it seemed the Demon Ghosts had fallen silent, no longer as lively as before, perhaps wiped out entirely. The three continued walking along the mountain path, which became more rugged and complicated, and likely had not been traveled in ages, making the trail barren and silent.
Nature began reclaiming its domain.
Everything became lush and verdant.
—To say that the path was almost unrecognizable is no exaggeration, as the group trudged through dense jungle.
And not far ahead, the faint outline of a village emerged.
