The expanse of forest grass adjacent to the dense forest has now become quiet.
The scene before my eyes, once filled with a pack of ferocious black wolves and their intense battle, felt as if it had just been left behind in a boring silence.
The remnants of a life-and-death battle seemed to disappear without a clear result.
I didn't really care about the outcome of the fight because... There was a several things were bothering me after all of this.
"Portia, do you think we'll be okay when going through the forest path?" I asked Doctor Portia, who was still having fun with the HK-416 in her hand.
"Hmm? Are we going to be okay?" Doctor Portia replied, turning my question around.
"Yeah, we'll be fine after this, right? After what happened with the failed coup attempt and the pack of wolves feasting on the bandit's rotting corpse."
"I think we'll be fine. As long as our King doesn't do anything troublesome along the way."
