Night.
Mist Forest, outskirts.
The flickering orange flames reflected the cold moonlight that filtered through the gaps in the treetops, with the air infused with the forest's signature gray-white mist.
A pile of campfire, a few sleeping blankets, and four adventurers sitting in a circle, idly.
——An all-too-common adventurer team.
The explosive increase in the number of goblins during Hunting Day, along with their nearly doubled bounty, attracted countless adventurers eager to strike it rich.
Two or three months could be worth a whole year, or even several years, of income.
Even those retired, living a stable life in the town "old guys" sometimes found it hard to resist such temptation.
Over the years, every Hunting Day, they'd close shop and take leave, gather three or five trusted old friends, and head to River Valley Town for some extra income.
For retired adventurers living in the surrounding towns, it's become a routine.
