The camp was hastily finished in the morning.
After Shami returned to his house, he locked the door from the inside and paced anxiously around the room.
Why does that white-haired woman speak so ruthlessly, saying things like she wants to personally kill the Demon Lord and expel every demon from the continent? It sounds like something that would cost someone their head!
He shouldn't have offended her earlier, right? Probably not, but he has forgotten most of his memories from a year and a half ago.
Speaking of which, it's completely unexpected that she is an even stronger swordsman than Cash!
A master swordsman at that level probably hasn't trained any weird skills that would automatically sense nearby anomalies, right?
A series of questions swirled in Shami's mind, making him forget that he still had a task to inspect the Slime today, and even consider grabbing a bucket and running away.
But thinking it over, he realized it's not a desperate situation yet.
