"Oh! It's you four youngsters!"
The elderly guard recognized the four outsiders at a glance. His eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to walk over and greet them:
"What's this? Have you finished your task? Are you getting ready to head back?"
At that, the old guard glanced at the gray, hazy wilderness outside town, and deep concern crept across his weathered face.
Although daylight had come and the deadly Dark Moon Mist had receded, the wilderness was still a death zone riddled with danger even during the day.
Could four unarmed refugees really cross that dangerous wilderness on foot and make it back to Fog Town?
That was a problem that could cost them their lives.
"The wilderness is nothing like town. Those Mutants have gone hungry all night, so even more of them come out to hunt during the day!"
Frowning, the old guard kindly advised them, "Why don't you stay in town a few more days? When a large merchant caravan or mercenary company passes through, you could try to get them to take you along."
Seeing the genuine concern in the old NPC's eyes, Ma Lou and Jiahao felt a little conflicted.
To be fair, the old man really was a good person, with a warm heart.
In a game world full of scheming bastards and villainous NPCs, someone this kind was truly a rare find.
"Don't worry, sir!"
Ma Lou broke into a brilliant grin and hurried to respond:
"We met Lord Kairils last night!"
"After hearing our report, he was deeply saddened by what happened to Fog Town! He even decided to lead a party back there with us today and recover the remains of the fallen Knights while he's there!"
"Oh? Lord Kairils is taking you back himself?"
At those words,