"Nevall, organize rescue efforts for the port immediately," Xu Yi ordered grimly.
Nevall left to carry out his orders. Xu Yi turned toward Black Rice Port, now engulfed in flames, and tightened his right hand around the deck railing. A trace of hesitation crossed his face.
There seemed to be several mages among the attackers who had appeared out of nowhere to assault Black Rice Port. As a Level Nine Mage, he ought to join the battle to counter the enemy mages.
But Great Mage Camilla, Stille, and everyone in the Xinfei Merchant Guild, including Kennard and Heinz, unanimously opposed his taking part in actual combat.
In their eyes, Xu Yi was the Xinfei Merchant Guild's president and its most important person. Even with the formidable power of a Level Nine Mage, he should not put himself in danger.
If anything happened to him, that would be the greatest blow the Xinfei Merchant Guild could suffer.
Besides, the Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps was now equipped with large quantities of Military Magic Machinery. They could hold their own even against an opponent of Great Mage Camilla's caliber. This group of enemies had only a few low-level mages among them, so they should be no match for the guards.
With that thought, Xu Yi released his grip and abandoned the idea of joining the battle himself. He watched as, under Nevall's orders, the Wingspan's crew and the hundred human guards from the Xinfei Merchant Guild who had sailed with them leaped into the Small Mana Speedboats lowered from the Wingspan. At tremendous speed, they cut through the wind and waves toward Black Rice Port.
Before the Xinfei Merchant Guild Guard Corps joined the battle, enemies had rampaged throughout Black Rice Port, which seemed utterly incapable of resisting.
But when the Xinfei