Having returned to their rented cottage, the group sat around the campfire, resting.
Although there was no fighting today and not much Magic Power had been expended, their stamina had been greatly depleted. Moreover, their clothes had become filthy, and it felt as if their shoes were caked with mud. After all, they had performed hard labor for over ten hours straight.
Lucilia was examining the valuable items they had brought back.
Alka looked at the Magic Gathering Stone in his hand. He didn't recklessly channel Magic Power into it to activate it. Instead, he simply stared at it.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Let's return to the ship tonight."
Hearing Alka's sudden pronouncement, his companions, who were sitting around the fire, all turned their attention to him.
