“According to the strategies of those who have captured it, it was easier to catch when it wasn’t wandering outside. The problem is the five subordinates guarding it.”

“Are they strong?”

“Their health is high, so it’s not easy to capture them. On the contrary, most of them don’t have strong attack power, so the damage they take isn’t significant.”

“Why is it easier to catch when it’s not wandering outside?”

“Spending the whole day outside playing the violin weakens both their health and mental state.”

“It’s amazing that even monsters have stories.”

“Because it has a story, it became a top-tier monster.”

“Anyway, what do you think about Ruela? Do you think we can defeat that creature?”

In response to Mitchell’s question, Ruela pondered.

Thanks to completing quests until well past midnight yesterday, Ruela had reached level 28, and everyone else had also increased their levels by 1 or 2.
“To be honest, I don’t know either. Some claim to have defeated it at level 80, but without knowing their equipment, it’s hard to make comparisons.”

“If it’s dangerous, can’t we just use teleportation?”

While it was a valid point, deciding to teleport during a battle against takedownable enemies was truly challenging for a healer. Teleporting too early might lead to questions about why it was done when the enemy could have been defeated. On the other hand, teleporting too late could result in casualties.

Ruela revisited the strategy board.

It had only been about 10 minutes since the first strategies were posted, yet numerous accounts of defeating Vinsenti were continuously filling more than one page. At this rate, capturing Kurane Duchy initially seemed like an unimaginable feat.

After contemplating, Ruela spoke, “Let’s go to the abandoned hunting ground first. Even if it takes time, it seems right for me to reach level 30 there before going to capture Vinsenti. The higher my level, the more efficient my skills become, so leveling up before the capture will allow for a safer monster hunt.”

“Ruela’s right. Let’s go with that plan.”

It was when Mitchell nodded in agreement with Ruela’s decision that Kite turned his head to look out the window and shouted, “Are Balder’s subordinates chasing us?”

“Why on earth?”

Turning around, Kite removed his cloak and said, “Ruela, lie down by my knees.”
Sensing his intention, Ruela immediately crouched down in the narrow carriage and lay down to the side. Kite’s large cloak covered her body, and after taking off her glasses and handing them to Tien, Ruela closed her eyes.

“Whoa, whoa.”

When Balder’s subordinates chasing on horseback blocked the front of the carriage, the sound of Haizen stopping the carriage came through the open window.

“What on earth are you doing? Why are you blocking the road dangerously?”

In response to Raphael’s complaint, Balder’s subordinates spoke.

“I noticed something strange a while ago.”

“What’s strange?”

“I’ve never seen a carriage leave and then come back.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? We must have entered when you went to the bathroom or stepped away for a moment.”

“Then someone other than me should have seen it. But no one claims to have seen it.”

Raphael snorted.

“This is really ridiculous. Coming in on your own in the middle of the night, spending the whole day in front of the mansion with a nasty look, now claiming to be a delivery service?”

“No, it’s really strange.”

“There are many strange things. Do you think we flew into the sky?”

“Right? Something absurd like that can’t happen, right?”

Raphael patted the shoulder of the subordinate who had approached him, as if comforting him.

“Yeah, after standing guard day and night for a few days, you look tired. Go and ask for a replacement and get some sleep.”

“Did Ruela Lomain not really return?”
“You probably know better than us. You must have kept a close eye on it with your lanterns.”

“So, I thought I was watching, but there were people going out, but no one coming in. Anyway, we need to check inside the carriage. It’s suspicious that they’re not letting us check the inside, especially today.”

“A lot of things are suspicious. I ignored you guys who came to inspect as if it were natural for me to go out of my own house. Why?”

“Just curious, are you a noble?”

“Are you ignoring me now?”

Raphael clicked his tongue as if amazed.

“No, it’s just that your tone is too vulgar.”

“And what about you? Aren’t you a noble? Where are you talking like this? Do you want to die?”

“We’re not from a distinguished family, but we’re still nobles.”

“What kind of noble inspects someone else’s house like this? Is this how all the nobles of Kuran are?”