This adventurer is overly righteous.

Strange noises came from outside the cave, as if there were many people walking back and forth at the cave entrance. The ogres inside the cave were secretly surprised, but they did not know the situation, so they remained silent.

After an unknown amount of time, the trolls' instincts warned them that it was now daytime and they should not go out under any circumstances. However, Kroya's voice rang out outside the cave at just the right moment.

"You can come out now."

"I have prepared food for you."

The two ogres looked at each other, instinctively hesitant, but then they thought about it and realized that Kroya had no reason to deceive them.

"Are you disobeying my orders?!"

Kroya feigned anger, and the ogre hastily responded in a humble manner. The boulder blocking the cave entrance was pushed aside, and real sunlight shone on the ogre. Outside, it was a terrifying daytime, and people filled with rage surrounded the entire cave.

"Ahhhhh"

The scorching sun briefly drained the ogre's strength. When it realized what was happening and tried to block the cave again, it found itself sinking into a quagmire. Petrification had begun, and its skin was losing its luster, turning into black rock.

"No! You lied to me!"

The ogre roared in agony, its three heads writhing like angry water snakes, but then turned to stone. The ogre was transformed into a stone statue in its most painful and furious state.

The other ogre inside the cave was terrified and desperately curled up backward, hiding in a corner of the cave.

It was daytime outside, and its companion had been turned to stone!

Their instincts were correct, but they were deceived by that white creature. It actually believed the lies about the so-called poison and even thought that becoming its servant might not be so bad, which was a disgrace.

He was filled with rage, but the ogres were even more terrified.

Because it's next.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The stone, formed from the ogres, blocked the cave entrance, so the villagers began to smash it with picks and hammers. With each crisp clang, a sliver of sunlight pierced through the cave. Witnessing death approaching, the immense fear in their hearts nearly drove the last remaining ogres insane.

"Please..."

"I can become your slave, I can never eat people again..."

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"That's really jarring."

Kroya covered his ears. The ogre's voice was already unpleasant, but now that the other party was in a state of utter terror, it became even more repulsive.

  

"Yes, we'll let you go."

Kroya gave a perfunctory answer, but those who dug the hole did not stop their work at all.

Kroya has no sympathy for man-eating monsters; in fact, it's better to kill them.

"Here you go."

Kroya then took off the light armor and returned it to Carter.

"Never used, completely undamaged."

Then Kroya met the village chief, who looked quite excited and was full of energy even though he hadn't slept all night. Kroya, on the other hand, couldn't keep up. He had been up for two nights in a row and wanted to go to sleep as soon as he saw the ogre being killed.

"Thank you so much, adventurer..."

The village chief wanted to say a lot of praise to Kroya, after all, they were hunting ogres now. Just two days ago, these hateful monsters were ravaging the village, trying to capture and eat people, but now, the ogres were trapped in their caves, showing an ugly begging posture. All of this was thanks to Kroya.

Although the villagers have always held a cautious attitude towards adventurers, this attitude changed when they faced Kroya; he deserved genuine respect.

On the first night, it was Kroya who took the initiative and risked his life to save the girl. Without Kroya, they would have been helpless.

On their way here, they heard from Carter how brave and reliable Croya was, how he was willing to go into danger for his companions, and how wise he was.

Croya possessed such qualities that even ordinary farmers like them respected him, not to mention the immense help he had given them, which deepened their admiration for him.

"You're welcome." Kroya yawned, then walked to the side and waited quietly for the rocks blocking the cave entrance to be smashed open. Make him fight? Spare him, he hasn't slept for two days. He can only look forward to Carter and the villagers' performance.

Soon after, the rock that had been blocked the cave entrance, which was actually an ogre, was completely smashed. Carter picked up the petrified teeth from it, and then it was the villagers' turn to appear.

They began throwing wooden spears into the cave. Because of the sunlight, the ogres could only cower in a corner of the cave and had no way to hide, making them excellent live targets.

The villagers' anger at being humiliated by the ogres erupted at this moment. Countless spears pierced the ogres' arms, chests, and even heads. Many spears were thrown away. The ogres were panting but still alive. So the villagers gathered dry branches and leaves, tied them together, glued them with fuel, lit them, and threw them into the cave.

Flames spread through the cave. The trolls didn't need to breathe, so the thick black smoke couldn't harm them, but the flames could scorch their skin. The trolls' screams echoed from the cave, but to humans, they sounded exceptionally pleasant.

Time passed second by second, and the ogre's screams gradually subsided. Thick smoke covered the situation inside the cave, as if the ogre and the evil hidden in the cave had been burned clean. The village chief wanted to say something to announce the victory, but Carter interrupted him again.

"It's not that simple. Get everyone else ready."

The trolls are incredibly resilient, and as an experienced adventurer, Carter knew that you could never be too careful when facing these monsters.

As if to prove Carter's words, before he finished speaking, a huge figure burst out of the thick smoke, its body covered with countless spears that made it look like a hedgehog.

Knowing that it was going to die, the troll unleashed its last strength. It knew it was daytime outside, but it wanted to take the lives of others before it turned to stone—it was revenge!

Its primary target is Kroya, that pale guy!

As soon as it emerged from the cave, the ogre spotted Kroya hiding behind the crowd with a calm expression. It roared and charged at Kroya with all its might.

"Drink!"

The villagers, who had been lying in ambush, shouted angrily and pulled up a thick rope that had been hidden in the fallen leaves. The ogre was tripped and fell to the ground with a "boom". Some spears were broken, but they were also driven a little deeper.

Then one large net after another was thrown at it, the obstruction preventing the ogre from getting up. It could only writhe on the ground, its heart filled with boundless hatred, but it was completely trapped and could not harm anyone.

The sunlight was shining down on it without reservation, and its body was gradually turning to stone. It lost its strength and could only stare blankly ahead as the creature it hated to the core walked towards it.

"brush!"

Kroya's sword pierced the ogre's head, pinning it to the ground. Then, the ogre's massive body turned to stone and was smashed to pieces by the villagers.