Oren City.
Looking at the crowds coming and going around him, and at the towering walls in the distance, Kaster swallowed and hunched his head down.
"This place is really prosperous."
As he sighed, a voice suddenly sounded by his ear.
"You must be the new residents?"
Bennett looked at the otherworlders before him, who were like country bumpkins, his face full of smiles.
"Lord Ryan instructed me to receive you here. I've already found you temporary lodgings. Once things are safe later, we'll arrange a village or town location for you."
Bennett was no professional, but with his current status, handling a small matter involving this few people was not troublesome.
Bards had no direct division of authority in the Frozen Earth Territory, but who told him to be the logistics bard of the Armored Bear Legion?
Miss Borgeld strutted around the Frozen Earth Territory like a crab.
Kaster nodded blankly, then suddenly shook his head hard and said to the new village chief beside him:
"Daniel, from now on, you lead them in life. I'm going to follow Lord Tofen to search for my ancestral equipment."
With that, he ran back without even lifting his head, not daring to look at the prosperity around him at all, afraid he would become attached to this magical place.
The forest.
Brandt brought Tofen to the edge of the battlefield and pointed at the Elves' camp ahead.
"This is the war we're facing."
"They look very powerful."
Tofen looked across with a grave expression. He sensed the breathing of this forest, and also sensed the strength of the extraordinary aura. Before it, his power was like a tiny boat upon the sea.
Brandt glanced at Tofen. Among Lord Ryan's followers, there were not many who could give such an objective evaluation