So even though many of the initial forty-odd people had been killed or wounded in the surprise attack.
The overall number of Witches had not really decreased.
In fact, precisely because this "mechanism" existed.
Quite a few Clerics fought with extreme caution.
Terrified that they, too, would turn into Witches.
If that happened, they would die with no place to bury their bones.
Yes.
Even now, no one had realized the problem was the potion.
Or rather, in a scene this chaotic, even if someone wanted to analyze the source of the "mutation," they probably would not have had that kind of leisure.
"Huh! Look, what's that?"
Just as the two of them were cracking melon seeds, drinking tea, and enjoying the battle below.
People kept pouring out from another corner of the city.
There was a very clear difference between these people and the people of The Order.
The people of The Order were basically all in white clothes and White Robes; those with positions were a little more flamboyant.
But that flamboyance was only in the colors.
These people, however, were different.
Every single one of them was dressed in an exceptionally flashy style, giving off a cool sort of feeling.
Calling it strange clothing and bizarre attire would not have been an exaggeration.
And most of them were mainly in black tones.
"Oh! A hundred years have already passed, and Exorcists still exist?"
Lan Qingyou casually glanced over and immediately saw through the true identity of these people in their strange outfits.
They were Exorcists, the kind who installed parts of Long-lived Species onto their own bodies in hopes of breaking through their numerical limits.
Only, compared to the Exorcists she had met a hundred years ago.
These guys had clearly improved quite a bit.
At least