"Quick! Send someone to ask where the alarm came from!What the hell is going on!" Panic, even the most elite soldiers in the entire kingdom are tired from the continuous battle, the rat people are coming, the big funeral, the demons in the castle... These warriors experienced situations that their predecessors may never have seen in their lifetimes, the enemies they fought with were unheard of, and the comrades who fought alongside them were equally incredible.

"The place where the accident happened is the square of the big funeral, just let your people evacuate the people, and someone inside will handle the situation inside. "If it had been a day ago, this young man in a gray robe would have cared for him, and a wizard who pretended to be a ghost would not have a good image in the hearts of ordinary people. But now, things are different, and the warriors who survived the Hall of the Throne can't wait to tell their comrades how the emaciated-looking young man and his companions have fought off the desperate demon.

The image of the Grey-robed Mage has spread among ordinary people in these oral accounts, and it is foreseeable that for a long time to come, the story of the Cheese Priest will be told throughout the taverns of the royal capital. And what the mages are told of in those stories, the only thing that is certain is that the battle will be much more gorgeous than it actually is.

Back in the moment, Cheese didn't care what the officer thought of his reminder. He let the soldiers not bother with the living corpses in the square, because the wizard knew very well that the Edward family would never let go of this free meal, and to put it bluntly, it would have been foolish to release undead magic in a city with a large family of ghouls. So he quickly regarded these undead as the casual play of the foreign witches when they left, and it was not worth pouring too much energy.

"What's going on outside? Is the nezumi coming back again?" asked the Iron Knight, who leaned against the wall and refused to lie down, as soon as Cheese entered the door, although he was seriously consumed in the battle against the demons, but the old man stubbornly said that the battle was not over yet, and he could not fully relax and rest. At this moment, when he heard the faint sound of the bell outside the castle, Atticus looked like he was about to jump out of bed at any moment.

The mage waved his hand to show that there was no major problem, and then said, "You don't have to worry, someone has already taken care of it." It's just a small resistance, and it won't cause much damage. Apparently, Cheese underestimated the psychological pressure on ordinary people from the resurrection of the victim's corpse and began to attack his former kind. In his opinion, as long as these zombies are cleaned up before they can cause damage, then their problem is solved.

"yes, that's good. The Grand Knight Captain nodded after receiving the mage's promise, and didn't say anything more for a long time, and the person next to him approached curiously to find that he had fallen asleep with his head down. Not only Atticus, but all the people in this small settlement were now on the verge of a coma, and this time the battle with Erdo was so sudden that they had no way to discuss countermeasures in a hurry, and the result was that although the demons were temporarily repulsed, Jack, Cheese, and the others all did their best.

Silence descended in silence. The mage casually found a place against the wall and sat down, covering his head with a wide hood in exchange for a reassuring darkness, he believed that Emia and Roland could handle the affairs of the city, after a day of cultivation, the energy of those dark creatures should also be restored, tonight, the city will be completely cleaned, and those remaining things will be driven out of the royal capital.

And after that, after clearing up the problems of the royal capital? Cheese thought with his eyes closed. The appearance of the demon seems to be a helpless response from the other side, otherwise Erdo's move should have played a bigger role, and it was not as simple as putting Cheese and his allies through a vicious battle.

And the withdrawal of the alien witches seems to be even more interesting, these witches came and left suddenly, they are obviously not like those rat people or demons before the use of the abandonment role, but this makes the mage even more puzzled, in terms of strength, the known few alien witches are far less than the damage that Erdo can bring, why would the other party rather abandon the demon than save them?

The heaviness of his shoulders interrupted Cheese's train of thought, and he gently lifted his hand to remove the hood, seeing Elsa's head resting on his right shoulder, snorting evenly and quietly, and looking like she had fallen asleep. The mage shook his head slightly, it was unexpected, this girl would follow him all the way here, as a spellcaster, Cheese couldn't understand what was holding her up, she had seen so many things that would make ordinary people give up.

Or maybe it's not just Elsa, the mage looked up and looked around the room, Jack lying in the straw pile, Atticus leaning against the wall, Heather and Mona leaning against each other sleeping, what are these people fighting for?

Are they too stupid? Maybe some gray robes will think this way, compared to the mages who have touched the corners of the truth, these ordinary people living in the world should indeed be considered ignorant. But Cheese doesn't think so, and the courage to fight an enemy who invades their homeland and eventually die or win alive is not something to be laughed at, and they have something about them that the "wise" spellcaster does not have.

So what is it? That's a really difficult question. For the first time, Cheese felt that it would be so difficult to think about such a question that had nothing to do with the path of magic, because this time, his knowledge could not help him, about the meaning of life, about sacrifice, about the meaning of struggle, about the meaning of protection, these are not things that magic can explain. And the mage vaguely felt that such a question might be more important to him than just knowledge of spells.

Thinking about it, it finally stopped because of exhaustion, and Cheese's consciousness gradually sank into the reality of reality, in a stable and warm darkness.

When the mage fell asleep, faint blue runes began to appear on his gray robe's body, and their chains ran down his collarbone to his empty right arm, as if mending the broken parts. However, as the blue runes progressed, some of the darker colored spots appeared in their path from time to time, trying to prevent the chains from restoring. Eventually, the blue rune could only stop at the upper right arm of Cheese, and the mage's forearm and the chain on his right hand were not repaired.