The Kalams Empire, the city of Benido in the southeastern region of the Horaka Line.

Standing on top of a makeshift tower in the heart of this large city, Dawnstar Mage "Whispers of Destruction", looking through the window into the street, was silently thinking about something.

That's right, after the last meeting, the three main cities of the Horaka Line were handed over to the three Morning Star professionals in the Guardian Alliance, who really thought seriously about the state of the war, and in order to save as many innocent people as possible, the refugee team from the Karamus border area will also be prioritized to settle in these three large cities with the largest area, the most abundant food reserves, and the most convenient transportation, and this Benido City is naturally the punk nominally needed at this time." "guarded" and "managed" the city.

Of course, things in name are always just "nominal" words, in fact, punk, as a "town keeper", doesn't really need to care about the specific operation of the city, and even the life or death of those homeless refugees has nothing to do with him, when it comes to the specific allocation of resources and guarding against the invasion of small groups of low-level demons, the professional imperial archons have to worry about headaches, and the only thing the caster needs to do here is actually to solve the legendary level abyss demons that come to attack, and this kind of is difficult to judge whether it is perfunctory or not" The "Guard" mission is also the best opportunity for the punk to let the water go and drag the Mage's Guild into trouble.

However, in fact, with the "Whisper of Destruction" who was attacked by Walkway last time and the "Cleansing Glow" who was worried about being attacked by himself ruthlessly cleared more than 90% of the Morning Star Level Abyss Rift on a large scale, the demons that would attack the Horaka defense line were actually only three or two secondary lords with big cats and kittens, and with the death and injury of the group of powerful demon lords who originally descended on Faeron, the number of these secondary lords who came to the door to find death also showed a clear gradual decreasing trend.

By the time Ibefil and her good friend Topto began cleaning up the ordinary abyssal rifts, the Morning Star Mages in the Horaka Line hadn't seen a single Minor Lord for nearly two weeks.

"How come the efficiency of these red-robed people is not as good as that of Ganatika? Is it so troublesome to open more abyssal rifts? Or is that old Eman already as empty as the "president" to the point that even a few of his ordinary legendary subordinates can't discipline well?"

While thinking about his original plan and complaining silently in displeasure, in the dark corridor of the tower, the pair of punk's sharp eyes couldn't help but secretly squint slightly.

For the Karamus Empire, which suddenly suffered such a heavy disaster, the Valkyrie's remarkable efficiency in clearing the rifts and the decreasing number of demons were naturally a good thing, after all, the demons' retreat was definitely a situation that any intelligent creature in the good camp would be happy to see.

However, for the Morning Star Mage, who was standing on top of the tower, silently watching the streets that seemed to be scattered and crowded because of the construction of too many refugee tents, the war offensive from the Abyss camp was so "gentle" that it only made him unhappy.

You know, before agreeing to Karan's suggestion to come to Benido City, the punk still wanted to find an excuse to deliberately let one or two secondary lords destroy this legendary magic circle barrier that penetrates the world and defends the core area of the Karamus population, but judging from the current state of "the war is about to be won", this kind of vicious troublesome "dirty work" has to be handled by the caster himself............

"Speaking of Iberfil, this little girl is also realistic enough, she actually really selflessly dedicated herself to a group of poor people to this point, you know, those refugees who are enjoying clean water and bread have always thought that these necessities of life are all from the official emergency relief rations of the Karamus Empire, I'm afraid no one would have thought that now there is a legendary powerhouse who usually doesn't even show up is constantly fighting to clean up the wandering secondary lords while releasing a large amount of fighting energy to purify the farmland, right?"

Looking calmly at a food distribution point in Benido, Punk's thoughts couldn't help but become more and more indifferent and cold.

The dawn of winter had just begun, and the morning chill was caressing the streets and eaves with icy dew, and at the "ration distribution point" next to the courtyard of the tower, a "relief officer" in a dirty cook's robe was loading and unloading buckets of bread from the cart behind him, under the protection of four sturdy guards.

Those hard breads that use ququ wheat flour as raw materials and are crudely kneaded with a lot of vitamins and minerals by the high-end atmosphere and high-grade methods are obviously "gourmet products" that were mass-produced by Miss Valkyrie herself.

It seems that in the face of the dogmatic "order" from the Pantheon, Iberfiel, who didn't want people to bother to bake bread anymore, still took a little "small shortcut" and piggybacked on his own purified ququmai directly processed into edible bread and sent it to the master teleportation array.

Although a legendary warrior who uses a longsword as a weapon does not seem to be a very good cook, and the bread she bakes is definitely not as good as "delicious", these rations that have been crudely mass-produced using legendary methods definitely have nearly perfect proportions of nutrients and antiseptic effects, and they are definitely capable of providing ordinary people with the energy necessary for survival.

Of course, even if he secretly helped the workers to reduce a lot of workload and transportation troubles, even if every black bread was nutritious and distributed for free, the purification efficiency of Douqi was not comparable to the real "alchemy spell" after all, not to mention that the pollution of abyssal energy also had extremely stubborn continuous erosion characteristics, so the share of rations sent by Ibefil to the entire Karamus Empire was destined to be very limited.

For example, in the huge city of Benido, every adult male of the 300 million refugees in the stranded community receives only one loaf of bread a day, while children, the elderly, and women receive only one-third of the bread a day to feed their hunger.

In fact, based on simple calculations, it is not difficult to know that such a supply is actually the limit of what Iberfil can do by "purifying crops while fighting monsters".

But even so...... Even if it is just to maintain the basic survival of the refugees for a cold winter, can the "great sacrifice" of the "righteous girl" be put into practice?

The productivity of the legendary powerhouse is absolutely unreasonable, and as long as Ibefil refuses to "rest" for a day, the refugee population of the Karamus Empire will inevitably have the opportunity to continue to survive.

So in the face of this "extraordinary" state of affairs created by some nosy guys, how will one of the conspirators in the pantheon who has suffered damage next respond?