Three days later, when Xu Yi entered Samara Town with a full hundred fully armed Elf Race Warriors and two hundred equally well-equipped dwarf warriors, the entire town erupted in an uproar.
On the Sains Continent, this was already a formidable armed force.
Never mind a little town like Samara-even a city might not have been able to withstand an attack by such a force.
While marveling at its strength, many people were also deeply puzzled by the sight.
Throughout the history of the Sains Continent, elves and dwarves had never fought side by side.
And now their leader was a human who looked as though a stiff breeze could knock him over!
"A stiff breeze could knock me over?" Xu Yi glanced back at the Elf Race Warriors, who looked muscular despite their slender builds, and immediately abandoned any thought of comparing his physique with the dwarf warriors. He honestly accepted the assessment. "All right, I do look rather weak. But if those people knew I was a Level Seven Mage, I wonder whether they'd still call me weak."
Seeing Xu Yi show a rather childish hint of defiance, President Reilsa, standing opposite him, could not help chuckling.
"Against a hundred Elf Race Warriors and two hundred dwarf warriors, even a Level Seven Mage wouldn't amount to much." President Reilsa glanced at the Elf Race Warriors and dwarf warriors gathered in two separate groups some distance away and remarked, "Especially when they're carrying such lavish equipment. The elves are one thing. They generally make their own weapons and equipment—that's their tradition. But what about those thick, sturdy-looking suits of armor on the dwarves, and all those weapons they're carrying? They're equipped from head to toe, and everything looks top quality. President Xu, don't tell me you supplied all of