As soon as the woodcutter was gone, militia members approached with a mix of solemnity and curiosity.

"Sir, what did the man want? Should we prepare for battle?"

"There's a Macabre Invisible Deer in the forest, and they can't get lumber because of it." Jack replied with the militia members rolling their eyes.

"Pfft That's it?! We've known about that for days already!"

"Greedy idiots, they just have to stay out of the forest and wait. Isn't it easy?!"

"We'll be the ones risking our lives out there! There's no way we'll rush into this and die pointlessly!"

They all unconsciously grimaced as they recalled their losses against the Macabre rat army. There was no way that they would be that careless again!

"Now, now. Don't be too angry. They don't mean any harm. They're simply worried about making a living." Jack remarked as they whispered about him being a Saint.

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