A week of time of digging up the ruins of the collapsed palace, and the number of corpses found was too many to count, and among them there was also a corpse presumed to be the prince.
The reason we had only presumed was because the body had dried up to the point where it was difficult to recognize the original shape.
It was because of the princely garb he was wearing that we were able to assume that he was the prince.
"Your stamina is no joke. You haven't shed a drop of sweat even though you have been moving for hours. We all get exhausted after only half a day of work."
Selenion, who was taking a break, approached me. He picked up the thick piece of pole next to my feet and threw it aside.
"Sir Selenion, you will find yourself to be the same if you back up to travel the whole Continent and explore and experience a plethora of things."
"I would like to take my words back. Rather than wandering around, it suits my constitution to settle down in one place."
