Ron had already jumped out of the tree when Shaka grabbed his collar, so he was just dangling from the tree being held by Shaka after jumping off.
When Ronnie saw this, she narrowed her eyes to look at us before saying, "What are you doing?"
There was a clear trace of hostility in her voice as she said this.
I shook my head and gave a sigh before suddenly saying, "Stop being rash and think this through. What are you going to do with just two people in a village filled with people controlled by demons?"
Ron and Ronnie were taken aback when they heard this before suddenly revealing awkward looks.
Both of them understood the logic behind these words and they were embarrassed because…they had let their emotions get the better of them.
They hadn't been thinking clearly because of their emotions. They had become too agitated when they heard that the people of the village were being controlled by demons, being turned into corpses to be used as undead material.
But now that they had calmed down because of Zwein's words, they realized that they had been too rash.
Seeing the look on Ron's face, Shaka stopped holding him off the side of the tree and pulled him back up onto the branch.
Both of them just stood there with awkward looks before Ronnie suddenly asked, "What should we do then? We can't just let these demons do whatever they want, can we?"
I shook my head with a sigh before saying, "Stop letting your emotions get the better of you and think clearly. While we can't do anything by ourselves, that doesn't mean that we can't get the city guards to help us. Once we report this matter, you can be sure that the duke will take this matter seriously and send people to deal with it. But before that, we need to gather as much information as we can without being caught by the demons. If we step on their tail, they will run away and hide in the shadows. When that time comes, we won't even be able to find a trace of them."
Ronnie had been silently listening to my rant and when I was done, she just gave a slight nod.
There was a look of embarrassment that was on her face as she did this, as if she was ashamed of her behaviour.
After another long silence, Ronnie took a deep breath before slapping her cheeks as if she was reinvigorating herself.
She then looked at me and asked, "What should we do?"
I pointed at the village and said, "Just try to find any information that you think will be useful, we'll be doing the same."
In truth, I didn't have any hope that she would find anything useful.
After all, it was clear that she was out of her element here.
It was the same with Ron.
The two of them were clearly shaken by the scene in front of them and in times like this, people who couldn't work calmly would just be liabilities.
It was better to give them some menial work so they felt that they were helpful so that they would be out of the way.
After saying this, I raised the binoculars again and started looking through the village.
However, I wasn't able to find anything in the end.
Other than the strange way that the villagers were walking, there wasn't anything special about this place. It seemed like the demons weren't here and had just left the mesmerizing spell on the villagers to control them.
They most likely only came back when they needed something from this village, otherwise they just let the village operate as normal so they wouldn't draw suspicion.
I was about to give up when Shaka suddenly said, "Look at the cemetery."
I was surprised to hear this, but I followed his instructions and looked around the village until I found the cemetery at the edge of the village.
I didn't see anything special about this place at first until I realized that some of the graves had been dug up.
When I saw this, I immediately knitted my brows as I realized what Shaka had found.
They were digging up graves in these villages to find corpses for their undead.
Villages like this would have their own cemetery since the villagers were mostly born here and died here. This was a world where transportation wasn't as developed, so most people lived and died where they were born.
As such, a cemetery was needed to host all of them when they died.
With many generations of villagers, there would certainly be many corpses that they could use to create undead from.
From what I could see, there were at least a hundred graves that had been robbed and that was only what I could see. There was certainly more than just that in this large cemetery.
At the same time, it seemed that there was still at least half a cemetery of graves left for them to rob.
This made me deeply knit my brows.
I knew that there was a horde of undead that had been created, but I had thought that their numbers would be in the hundreds. But now that didn't seem to be the case.
After all, this was just one of three villages in this surrounding area and if this village was controlled, then there was no doubt that the other villages would also be controlled.
At the same time, there wasn't a need to just use human corpses for undead.
They could also use monster corpses to create undead.
With all of these factors added up, the number of undead in the horde should be close to reaching a thousand.
This wasn't just a small horde, this was a completely undead wave.
This would certainly be enough to threaten even the city since they would outnumber the number of guards that the city would have.
The situation just became more and more dire no matter how I looked at it…