A large number of Gatewei's family members and servants were dragged out. Gatewei himself had also been defeated by Lamiai, his hands tightly bound behind his back with rope, though his face remained defiant.
In the end, the main force escorted everyone to the square. Every enemy was disarmed, then taken outside the village.
Lamiai split two squads from her personal troops to remain behind and guard the place, then asked the adventurers, "Is anyone willing to follow me?"
Sure enough, many people agreed.
Dusk had a strong appeal. Joining this faction brought many benefits, and if one was lucky, one could even settle down locally, marry, and have children instead of wandering everywhere as before.
But some were unwilling as well. Compared to the surrounding factions, Dusk was a newly risen faith whose strength was still too weak. Whether it could even survive was uncertain.
In the end, only around forty-five adventurers were willing to accept recruitment.
For someone like Mire, joining Lamiai's faction was definitely the right choice. He planned to follow her for a while, raise his level to twenty, then find a way to leave and adventure across this world.
The man beside him naturally agreed to join as well. He had originally followed Gatewei, and now he was merely changing leaders. Nothing else would be much different.
In the end, they were left behind in this territory for a short period of guard duty.
With Gatewei defeated, the surrounding factions would definitely react. Lamiai would surely be eager to expand her army over the next few days. Otherwise, if she came under siege, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After the army disbanded, all the adventurers returned to their usual lives.
Following Lamiai did not mean joining the regular army. They were still adventurers, merely bound