Tracking

"What's the situation at their campground?"

"It's already completely empty. Judging from traces left behind at the scene, they probably retreated immediately after the Dragon Lich emerged. They didn't even try to hide their campsite at all. They were probably scared off by the level of magic power. In that case, it would seem that they don't actually have that much power at all."

"…Abandoning their low-ranked minions, then?"

Thinking about the two depressed dark cultists who were now locked up in the tavern's basement, I nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, there was a flapping sound outside the window. I opened the window, and a snow-white eagle flew inside, landing on Harloys' back before vanishing.

It would seem that Harloys was becoming more and more adept at using her beast-form clones for scouting.