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Gullveig watched in surprise as her mercenaries, instead of adopting serious expressions and preparing their weapons to venture into the wilderness to hunt the creatures of darkness, or being inspired by the idea of saving the unfortunate captives, simply dispersed throughout the village, with most heading to the sauna... It was a somewhat unexpected change in mood.
"Mother, if I had a swimsuit... No, no, what am I even thinking! They're right, you get corrupted by associating with the unholy. However... maybe they're just not as hardened adventurers as they seem, and they don't quite understand yet. Asterion, for example, clearly hasn't had enough excitement, you can tell."
As a result, the girl spent her free time strolling around the village and the beach, etc. If she encounters locals, she tries to cheer them up with a gesture or a smile.
Well, and maybe I'll read a book after all, I'll decide after the people return from the bathhouse.