My inventory is full of monster materials.

Orion, clad in gleaming white armor, strode over. When he saw the dead cub in Henry's arms and the fallen mother wolf beside him, his handsome face tightened with anger, and his eyes sharpened like knives.

"To exploit the greatness of motherhood and set such a despicable trap—this isn't a fight; it's a desecration of fairness and justice!"

The young knight's voice even trembled slightly with excitement.

But to Henry and Mark, these words seemed somewhat inexplicable.

Just as a pride of lions catches live prey to train its cubs in hunting skills, an adventure team will also try to cultivate the next generation of combat power, otherwise they will be the ones who die in the next battle.

However, perhaps due to their young age, Emily and Brady were stunned by the knight's words and were speechless for a moment.

Mark frowned upon seeing this, pointed to the scattered dire wolf carcasses around him, and asked in a cold, hard tone.

"You've killed just as many of these dire wolves, and now you want us to talk about fairness... and justice with these beasts?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Orion's gaze darkened.

It wasn't anger, but a solemnity bordering on pity.

He spoke slowly, each word resolute and firm, as unwavering as his own conviction.

"I killed them because they wanted to kill me too; the life-or-death struggle between us was equal. But your killing just now was completely unequal; it was an unfair and unjust act."

"This has nothing to do with human or non-human. Ms. Libra never favors either side. All life has the right to be bathed in the light of justice."

Having said that, Orion spread his arms wide, as if holding up a balance scale.

The sacredness of this moment even made Emily, who was standing next to her, feel ashamed and want to seriously examine herself.

Mark, Henry, and Brady looked at each other in bewilderment.

Having a minor charlatan in the team is bad enough, but now a major charlatan has joined...

Mark no longer wanted to argue about fairness or unfairness. His fingers were already on the crossbow at his waist, and he looked at Orion with great interest, asking directly.

"Then what do you want to do with them now that they're already dead?"

Orion took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the group before finally settling on Brady, who was still completely bewildered.

"I want..."

"That's enough!"

Approaching them was Clyde's slightly weary appearance and his unquestionable rebuke.

"Aureon! Go to the camp and feed Furry. We'll clean up the battlefield here."

"grown ups!"

Orion looked anxious and tried to argue.

"go!"

Clyde's gaze toward the young knight suddenly turned solemn, carrying both reproach and command. The latter paused for a moment, then unconsciously lowered his head slightly and bowed, placing his hand on his chest.

"Yes, sir!"

The atmosphere eased only after Orion left.

Brady scratched his head, wondering what had happened.

Only Mark knew the truth: this kid almost got another real training session!

Clyde explained to Mark and the others with an apologetic expression.

"Orion Carter came from a family of knights who adhered to ancient creeds. His father suddenly met with misfortune and entrusted me with the task of being his squire before his death."

"He is a devout follower of the 'Goddess of Justice,' and he would go to the courtroom to observe trials whenever he had free time, and even serve as a juror. However, being influenced by this atmosphere for a long time has caused him to see things in a somewhat... black-and-white way."

Clyde phrased it very tactfully.

But Mark and the others suddenly realized.

He turned out to be a "fair person".

The term "fair person" is actually used by the public to ridicule those who always talk about fairness and justice.

Because the Goddess of Justice preaches in a rather unique way on Earth.

Compared to other gods, He is more secular.

The law is the Bible, and the courtroom is the church.

Anyone who worships the Goddess of Justice and establishes a system to maintain order will receive divine rewards from her.

However, justice is not justice.

It contains a great deal of subjectivity.

This can be seen from the concept of a "fair contract"—I don't care what you think, I care what I think.

The only saving grace is that the goddess hasn't run into any major problems yet...

As the saying goes, if the upper beam is straight, the lower beam must be straightened.

Orion was a devout believer in "justice," but whether he was overly devout is debatable.

Mark and his companions quickly exchanged a glance.

Aside from Emily looking downcast, Henry and Brady both scoffed at the idea.

It seems that people aren't very fond of impartial individuals.

Thinking this through, Mark carefully considered his words, then turned to Clyde and said earnestly.

"Lord Clyde, as you know, we adventurers deal with forest monsters all year round, and sometimes we are rough around the edges."

"I know, Mark."

Clyde knew exactly what Mark was talking about, so he solemnly made his assurance.

"I can assure you that he will not interfere with your operations during this mission; his primary responsibility is to protect me."

"..."

Mark glanced at Henry and the others beside him.

Everyone nodded slightly.

Well, I don't expect the Cavaliers guy to provide any help, as long as he doesn't hurt his teammates.

Mark then responded.

"That's good."

Seemingly to ease the tension or change the subject, Clyde brought up another matter.

"Sir Mark, you mentioned the day before yesterday that all creatures in this area are behaving abnormally. What exactly does that mean?"

Mark frowned, surveying the unusually quiet and eerie forest around him, and lowered his voice.

"It's strange. Don't you guys think the creatures around Merito Falls have very low activity levels? Whether it's monsters or wild beasts, they all seem to be in a state of lethargy, like they've just woken up from a drunken stupor."

These words reminded Clyde and Henry of what they had seen and heard in the past few days.

Brady slapped his forehead and yelled.

"Yeah, I knew it! That wild rabbit was just sitting there like an idiot this morning. I even went up to catch it, and it didn't struggle much! I thought I was just lucky to have run into a silly rabbit!"

Henry's tone turned stern again.

"Mark told us to go hunting elsewhere if we wanted to replenish our supplies, so why did you go hunting rabbits!"

"I...I didn't eat it. The wild rabbit had a strange smell when you peeled off the skin, so I threw it away without even grilling it."

"You're such a troublemaker."

Clyde, however, cast a probing glance his way.

"Is it related to this?"

However, Mark simply shook his head and did not give a definite conclusion.

"We can't draw conclusions yet. Let's wait until we get back to camp and have the results of my autopsy."

"Mmm..." x4

They all nodded in agreement.

Everyone in the team, including Clyde, knew that Mark was very skilled in "biology".

"alright!"

Henry clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

As the team leader, he had to assign tasks to the squad at every step.

"Everyone, hurry up and process the valuable loot so we can get back to camp as soon as possible."

"Yay! I'm going to break off the two longest fangs from that dire wolf as a souvenir!"

"Hey! Remember to remove all the dire wolf teeth and leave them for me. These things can be made into wolf fang arrows with a little polishing. Also, don't skin them all. Leave a few intact corpses for my dissection room."

"Understood."