Tranquil River
By evening, everyone began to wake up. Amane was the first to stir, immediately gathering the garlic and placing it into the pocket dimension Brigantiea had given her, without saying a word.
"Mother, just don't get close to the tail," Lucien called out, trying to warn her.
This time, Amane was much more cautious, following his advice. She had no desire to experience that stench again, not even in another life.
The smell clung to her clothes and her tongue, but it didn't stop her from diligently collecting the garlic.
Lucien, meanwhile, had stripped off his clothes, unable to stand the lingering odor. With only his family and Rosetta around, he knew they wouldn't question his decision.
As Seren and Rosetta regained consciousness, they immediately noticed the foul smell emanating from their bodies. Their faces contorted in disgust.
"What the hell... Don't tell me," Seren muttered, checking her rucksack.