I’m Not the Heroine

Sometimes, in games, there’s a specific monster behavior pattern. Instead of immediately rushing individually upon spawning, monsters group together and then charge as a unit.

The monsters gathered outside the cave right now were exhibiting that exact pattern.

Monsters emerging from the cave didn’t head straight to the wall but stopped at the gathering point, waiting for more of their kind to join them.

Around 200 had already assembled. Judging by the way their bodies swelled and their sharp teeth gleamed, it wouldn’t be long before they launched an attack on the wall.

“Let’s go. We’ll deal with them first—”

“Wait, Aswell.”

“Hm?”

I stopped Aswell by grabbing his sleeve as he tried to rise.

“Let them go.”

“Why? If we stop them here, it’ll ease the burden on the guards.”

“Attacking the wall might actually be part of their basic strategy.”

“Meaning…”

“That if we stop them now, another horde could form and attack later. They’ll keep coming until they achieve their goal.”

“Right.”

Considering we didn’t know what kind of enemies or situations awaited us inside, it was wiser to conserve the strength of the Hero’s Party for now.

“…Alright, let’s do that.”

Even as Aswell agreed, his expression was troubled. The thought of letting enemies reach their allies seemed to gnaw at his conscience.

Despite having Oplite and seasoned guards who were now used to handling such situations with minimal casualties, his fundamentally kind nature made it hard for him to accept.

“Aswell.”

I held his hand gently and reassured him.

“Instead, let’s focus on resolving this quickly. That’ll make it okay.”