"Although we don't know who it is, at least we know that the gods are not completely indifferent. We believe that they will always be watching over us and protecting us."
"That's not something you, a prudent person, would say, but..."
"You're right."
Analond bowed his head reverently, clasped his hands together and said:
"May God bless—"
... ...
September 7, 792 New Divine Calendar.
The dwarf army stationed in the Kingdom of Lidoar, carrying out disaster relief work after the Red Mist volcanic eruption, received battle reports from the front lines.
The relief activities were terminated and the assembly was completed.
The army moved south across the border into the Pasar Empire, then turned east within the empire.
Marching quickly towards the Witch Hill on the front line.
at the same time.
The team that went ahead encountered a special team on the way...
Hundreds of figures wearing robes of various colors.
The wide brim of their hats covered half of their faces, making it impossible to see their features clearly.
but.
Although their numbers were much smaller than those of an ordinary army, the sense of oppression they exuded was far beyond that of an ordinary army.
Because they are mages from the White Tower.
Hundreds of people, all at least B-level...
Crack! Pop!
Next to the campfire.
A circle of people sat around.
"...I didn't expect to meet you here."
"Esmeron, I thought you had already arrived."
Laqi spoke up.
Beside her, besides Hulim and others who had set out from the Kingdom of Lidoar, there was also an old man and a young man.
The old man had long white hair and beard, and was dressed in a simple white robe.
The girl had short blue hair and eyes of the same blue. She hadn't said a word since she came in, or even had no expression at all.
"I had planned to train the brave warriors to a level strong enough to go to the battlefield before sending them there, but I didn't expect something like this to happen."
The white-haired old man, the sage of today, Esmeron van Lorin, replied.
"Hero? The one next to you?"
Everyone's attention was immediately focused on the blue-haired girl.
But even with so many eyes on her, the blue-haired girl still had no expression on her face.
"Ika, this time's Book Hero."
Esmeron answered for the blue-haired girl very concisely.
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