Chapitre 393: She's the strongest

"Are you really sure about it?" Daria asked after pulling Mathew to the back of the group, some distance away from the rest of the hunters.

They were still close enough to rush back into action if another unexpected event were to take place, but far enough not to let the hunters and newbies hear what they were talking about.

"The funeral?" Mathew asked while sending a glance at where all the members of the expedition gathered.

Just like Mathew suggested, Castor organized a few things that he could find around before using those newfound tools to prepare a burial site for his wife.

Letting the girl rest was nowhere near enough to let him soothe his grief… but it was something. Something that likely no other member currently participating in the expedition could expect for themselves.