The Western Monster Realm, Gaon

A week has already passed since the day we entered the Western Monster Realm.

“…Hey.”

I called out to Huey, whose amount of talking had inexplicably dropped sharply over the past few days.

“Are we sure we’re going the right way?”

At that, Huey, who had been looking at Lucy and me, turned his gaze back toward the distant horizon, visibly unsettled.

“……Probably.”

And his answer held not even a trace of confidence.

“We’re screwed.”

“Told you.”

It was certain...