A mage is a being that can be unpleasant, both as an opponent and as a teammate. This is what Heather heard from an old knight when he was a knight.

Many years ago, the Blue Lion Empire participated in the war against the Twilight Moon Cult, and in the catastrophe that swept through almost the entire human world, the number of spellcasters appeared far more than now, and the originally mysterious mysteries also fought like ordinary soldiers in the war and died, so to speak, now the human nations can look at the spellcasters with a relatively peaceful attitude, and the friendship and understanding of fighting side by side as a united front in that war played a crucial role. The old chief knight was one of the survivors of the war, and according to his own account, he had traveled with mages who could control the weather, drive dragons, and slay spellcasters who could crush city-states with a single force, and he understood these spellcasters far beyond the average person.

In the old man's description, the mages were recognized as crow's beaks when they were in their camp, and their casual words could have broken the danger that was coming. Having experienced it firsthand, no one will ignore the warnings from the caster. But at the same time, while mages are adept at predicting the imminent danger of imminence, even they themselves are often unable to determine when and how it will occur. Therefore, their words often bring several days of full army alert.

That's how Heather feels now. The female knight chief took Cheese's warning very seriously, but although the mage herself said that he should beware of the sneak attack of the native nezumi, he did not say how many of these nezumi would arrive at that time in the night, so Cheese's words brought the result that everyone in the entire camp could not rest at ease. Whether it's the Hammer Knight or the Frost Guard, everyone holds their weapons and waits for the arrival of the enemy, which is undoubtedly an ordeal. The high tension of the nerves made it common for the knights in charge of the sentry to give false warnings. In fact, even though it was only three hours after nightfall, there had already been five false alarms throughout the camp. Heather had to shorten the guards' sentry time, but a more frequent change of guards meant a greater blind spot, and although the female knight chief knew that this was a taboo on the march, she was powerless in the face of the current special situation.

Finally, in the fifth hour of nightfall, the sentry finally sounded the right alarm. Looking at the eyes that flashed with green light near the camp, Heather's heart felt relieved.

"There are ten of them, but it's not sure if more are coming. The chief knight said to the mage who walked to his side.

"The light of the fire and the smell of people are bound to attract them, these proto-nezumi are complete carnivores, and they are probably hungry for a long time. Cheese nodded, and though he could see the green eyes, the mage couldn't get the exact location of the nezumi yet, and he had to wait for the hungry predators to come within range of the fire.

"Why didn't they rush up yet?" Elsa wondered, frowning.

"Experienced beasts take a wait-and-see attitude towards the crowd, and they need to determine how threatening we are. Don't underestimate the wisdom of the beasts, not to mention, they were once human. "Monkey" explained in a low voice, one of the few people who could see the nezumi in the shadows.

"Don't think of them as simple animals, even though they are no longer human, they still have the ability to think. The mage corrected. He's paid the price for that. Moreover, at that time, Gloria only attacked a few livestock, and the attack was completely instinctive, first compare how these native rat people who grew up more freely would behave, not to mention these warriors, even the mage himself did not dare to speculate.

Cheese's words made everyone's hearts tighten, indeed, if these primitive nezumi were just beasts with empty physical qualities, it would not be fearful, but if they could still think like humans, they didn't have to be like normal people, as long as they still had the intelligence of about ten years old, they were enough to become extremely dangerous beings.

"They're coming!" exclaimed from the crowd, and the green eyes that surrounded them began to approach the campfire.

"Everyone, line up, get ready to fight!" In such an environment, the knights could not ride their mounts and rush into the darkness to fight the enemy, they had to give up their best combat methods, according to Heather's orders, five people formed a small team, around the camp to defend.

"Hiss...... As the enemy approached, the sound of the sneer began to appear, and these native nezumi seemed to be conversing in an unknown language, they looked around the camp, not in a hurry to attack, as if looking for the weakness of their prey.

If looking at the green light spots in the darkness before was just creepy, then being surrounded by these deformed monsters in the only firelight, a distorted body would flash out of the darkness in front of them from time to time, which was different for the pressure on people. As the staff officer of the Blood Lion once said, it is this kind of mental oppression that these soldiers who are accustomed to fighting may be more afraid of than fighting the enemy head-on. Soon, some people became crazy because they were too nervous.

"Ahh But the knight, who had been so nervous by the disturbing sounds, had no intention of returning to his comrades, and he was alone in the darkness brandishing his knight's sword, as if fighting against an unseen enemy. The knight and his teammates were also frightened by his sudden action, and they stood on the edge of the fire, not knowing what to do next.

"Damn it, go get him back!" The team of knights brought out by Heather were all carefully selected, each of them was a valuable asset to the Knights of the Hammer, as a knight captain, Heather could not tolerate the inexplicable loss of his subordinates before they saw the enemy's body.

The knights, who had received the order, were emboldened to get the straggler back, but just as they were about to step out of the fire, Jack suddenly yelled.

"Don't go over!"

Almost at the same time as the "monkey" shouted these words, a heart-pounding scream came from the direction of the detached knight, and the nearby knights hurriedly lit their torches, and they saw a terrifying scene.

Several terrifying creatures with a rough human appearance but resembling rats attacked the poor knight from different directions, his knight's sword had fallen to the ground from the bite on his hand, not only his arms, but the moment he lost the ability to wield his weapon, four or five proto-nezumi had already attacked his limbs and torso. They thrust their sharp arms, or forepaws, into the gaps in their armor, tearing apart the knight's armor with unimaginable force, and then using their sharp teeth to wreak havoc on the knight's fragile flesh.

Flesh and blood flying, perhaps this is the simplest word to describe this scene. The nezumi were apparently aware of their illumination by the torches, and they quickly dragged the dying knight out of the torch's light and ducked into the darkness once more. The fainting screams and chewing sounds of the knight in the darkness outside the camp also indicated the knight's fate.