Two days later, a group of 'black robes' came to the city of Mozwa.

These people, wearing black robes and with their faces covered with cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes, looked quite mysterious. They were the priests and pastors of the Night Palace, one of the twelve palaces of the church, and were members of the Undead Order.

Life and death are the two ends of the journey of life, reflecting and opposing each other. In the thousand years since the end of the Mercury Dynasty, many undead sequences have become part of the church.

However, in the eyes of many outsiders, this group of people is still mysterious. They rarely show up in public because of the sequence they have cultivated. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, most of them will not reveal their true appearance when performing official duties.

As for normal times, they usually serve as cemetery keepers or church night watchmen, patrolling the surrounding territories to prevent evil necromancers from disturbing the peace of the dead and doing evil with special necromancy spells.

Of course, sometimes they also work as surgeons or perform anatomy-related work, but such scenes do not look beautiful, so they are often feared.

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The city was still under martial law after the war, with patrols often seen on the streets, and some specific locations sealed off and partitioned off, restricting access. There was still a lot of rubble and debris on the ground, but fortunately, people could now generally walk around.

Within the refugee settlement, many of the initially fearful residents gradually calmed down after spending the past two days together. Although the Clansian army maintained strict control over them, nothing out of the ordinary had happened, which was a great relief to everyone.

You have to know that in history and memory, after many cities were captured, there were always horrific incidents of burning, killing, looting, and rape, and this is what they are most worried and panic about.

In a temporary tent in the resettlement site.

"Huh, I didn't expect this group of people to be so disciplined. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely not believe it when they told me so before." An old man who had just returned to the tent said this to his companions.

"Yeah, I told you not to be suspicious every day. Calm down, have a good rest, and think about how to live after the war." Another man in his early thirties was lying on a blanket in the tent with his hands behind his head.

"In my opinion, if Clancy continues like this, many people in the lower classes will soon forget the past alliance between Lurna and Frost. After all, it was the mages who enjoyed the benefits back then. No matter how well the country develops, our lives won't change much."

"And now, if Clancy can just be a little fairer and less harsh and let people live, I don't think those beggars on the docks and in the alleys will care who rules the country."

"It's all about the big guys anyway, what does it have to do with us lowlifes, haha." He chuckled slightly at himself. Compared to those young men in their early twenties, this one was a seasoned veteran who'd been through a lot.

"Ah..." The old man beside him could only agree silently after hearing this.

Compared to the man next to him, he used to live a pretty good life. He was a businessman from a wealthy family, traveling between Mozwa and surrounding towns. He was considered to be in the middle class of society.

In the kingdom of alchemists and mages, people like him are out of reach, but they are unwilling to live with those vulgar people. After all, their food, clothing and life are pretty good.

Now that the city has been broken, the Frost Alliance has almost been defeated, and many of his properties and wealth have been lost in the war. The interpersonal network he had built up before will probably be completely destroyed. It will probably not be easy to live as comfortably as before.

Therefore, compared to those who originally had nothing, he was more frightened and lost.

"I don't know what I can still do at my age." He touched his head dejectedly. The hair under his hat had already become sparse.

"Big Brother, you're pretty good. At least your daughter is still alive, right? I even arranged for you to meet her today. She's at the women's resettlement center next door."

Thinking back to his lovely ten-year-old daughter, the old man's heart softened again. Yes, he still had to support the family. At least he had to see his daughter get married happily, so that his life would be complete.

After gradually calming down, he settled down a little and sat in the tent.

"What do you think they will do with us or how will they arrange us?" The old man looked through the gap in the tent curtain at the soldier standing upright in the distance.

"There's really nothing to say about being defeated by such an enemy." Now he had to admit that these soldiers with strong will and discipline were respectable and terrifying opponents.

"Who knows? Maybe they'll make us work first and then redeem us. It's said that there are no slaves in Clancy. As long as you haven't committed a crime, you won't be imprisoned and restricted."

"It seems that we still have some hard days to go." The old man also agreed. He had seen those wizards who were 'out of touch with the world' and who could order people around at will.

People like him who are in the middle class of society are relatively sober, because they can see the luxury and prosperity of the upper class, and can also understand the difficulties and misery of the lower class people around them.

The only regret was that he also clearly realized that it would be difficult for him to reach the upper level, and sliding to the lower level would be even more terrifying. After all, he had seen those beautiful and comfortable lives, and it would be even more difficult for him to accept such a drastic drop.

As he thought about this, he gradually felt sleepy and took a nap for lunch.

"Hey, wake up!" After a long time, a pushing sound came from beside me.

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