Forty men wearing armor searched the entire forest, looking for their comrades. All of them had one thing in mind; it was to find those idiots before the time given by their boss runs out.
A man with black hair who's age somewhere is near his forties was leading the group. He scanned the area of the forest as they go deeper and deeper into the woods.
"What are those idiots doing?" A black-haired man spoke as he gazes at the sight of the town.
"Is something wrong, commander, Lucas?" asked a bald man wearing leather armor.
"Nothing's wrong. I had just started to experience these stupid headaches thinking about those idiots doing something stupid." After speaking, the man then lets out a sigh.
The bald man then spoke after seeing this, "The boss should have sent you instead, commander."
