No Need To Thank Me

The southern forest at night.

A figure was shuttling along the woods swiftly. When the figure reached a tall bush, he lowered his body and sized up his surroundings.

Cucooo! Cucooo!

Hoots came from the figure's mouth.

A bit later, another figure, who had blended in with the forest, appeared before the former's sight.

The second figure's undercover skill wasn't that great, it was just that the camouflage equipment on him was meticulously crafted, to the point where it could fool people's eyes.

As long as the figure held his breath and lowered his body, he would really look like a bush in the night.

"Outpost master! The traitor's temple is just ahead of us, and…"

The first figure, a knight that went out scouting, reported with a sense of anger.