After the attack, some kind of agreement was reached between the military and the guild that night.

Since the casualties of the defense forces stationed in Newland were not small, the official announcement was that the local security forces and guild members worked together to prevent and eliminate the "demonic" infiltration incident.

Jetua gave the credit directly to the guild, which laid a good foundation for the future cooperation between the imperial military and the adventurers, and at the same time hid the killer weapon in his hands.

This is a bit of a "icing on the cake is easy, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow". For the General Staff Headquarters, credit or something, if they want, they can make it themselves at any time. But if this kind of good thing is given to those heroes who "run the rivers and lakes", it is not something that can be solved in one or two sentences.

As soon as the matter was over, the local garrison was ordered to block off the nearby streets. The streets were cleaned with water, the dead and wounded were counted, and the place was cleaned before dawn.

After dawn, there was not a trace of a fight here. The damaged houses were redecorated and reinforced, the collapsed buildings were flattened into plazas, and all the places on the ground, on the walls, and even in unknown corners were cleaned up where blood was splattered. Then spray the well water soaked in flowers to completely cover up the smell of blood.

Except for one place - the room where the monster came out.

Even a well-informed adventurer like Achino was amazed at the efficiency of the Empire. This is the first time she has seen such an army.

Over the next three days, the top brass of the Newland garrison began to count them. All those who participated in the operation will be given a good burial, their families will be treated favorably by the Empire, and those who are alive will be honored.

Of course, these awards are mainly in terms of money, and even military personnel are awarded internally. The reason is nothing more than to minimize the impact of this incident.

Lancaster originally wanted to wait for the matter to spread to the entire capital of Neuland, and then take the initiative to calm the matter himself, and use this "demon attack" incident to expand the influence of the nobles throughout the country. But things didn't happen to him, and the matter was settled.

The time I reappeared here was around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Go back from here and report back to Jetua and tell him my opinion. Then, after taking the time to eat something, make the necessary sleep supplements. At least in the morning meeting, I can't show a hint of fatigue.

As a lieutenant general's bodyguard, it is normal for such a place to appear. And the timing was just right, and a few minutes after I showed up, a representative from Lancaster was also on the scene. Of course, it's been cleaned up, and almost no one wants to deal with someone who is arrogant. After a few minutes, feeling like nothing to gain, the guy walked away.

"Master Chief, please come here. ”

It is precisely because the nobles do not save themselves that their brothers are killed and injured so much. When I saw the annoying guy leave, the captain of the soldier who was in charge of guarding the scene trotted up to me and whispered.

Several people followed each other to one of the buildings in the innermost part of the street, and the guards standing at the door looked very bad, and there were several places of vomit in the shadows in the corners.

Luckily, it's not summer, otherwise those things would have attracted flies.

"What's next, it's probably going to be a little bit visually impactful, and I hope you're prepared for it. ”

The team leader smiled awkwardly and reminded kindly.

"It's okay!"

It seems that the team leader who led the way estimated that he had vomited in the corner, which made me wonder what kind of scene could make these seven-foot men vomit and collapse.

The squad leader motioned for one of the guards to come up and help, and both of them pushed the door hard at the same time. With a "creak" of the door opening, the wooden door reinforced with iron bars was pushed open.

After the attack, some kind of agreement was reached between the military and the guild that night.

Since the casualties of the defense forces stationed in Newland were not small, the official announcement was that the local security forces and guild members worked together to prevent and eliminate the "demonic" infiltration incident.

Jetua gave the credit directly to the guild, which laid a good foundation for the future cooperation between the imperial military and the adventurers, and at the same time hid the killer weapon in his hands.

This is a bit of a "icing on the cake is easy, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow". For the General Staff Headquarters, credit or something, if they want, they can make it themselves at any time. But if this kind of good thing is given to those heroes who "run the rivers and lakes", it is not something that can be solved in one or two sentences.

As soon as the matter was over, the local garrison was ordered to block off the nearby streets. The streets were cleaned with water, the dead and wounded were counted, and the place was cleaned before dawn.

After dawn, there was not a trace of a fight here. The damaged houses were redecorated and reinforced, the collapsed buildings were flattened into plazas, and all the places on the ground, on the walls, and even in unknown corners were cleaned up where blood was splattered. Then spray the well water soaked in flowers to completely cover up the smell of blood.

Except for one place - the room where the monster came out.

Even a well-informed adventurer like Achino was amazed at the efficiency of the Empire. This is the first time she has seen such an army.

Over the next three days, the top brass of the Newland garrison began to count them. All those who participated in the operation will be given a good burial, their families will be treated favorably by the Empire, and those who are alive will be honored.

Of course, these awards are mainly in terms of money, and even military personnel are awarded internally. The reason is nothing more than to minimize the impact of this incident.

Lancaster originally wanted to wait for the matter to spread to the entire capital of Neuland, and then take the initiative to calm the matter himself, and use this "demon attack" incident to expand the influence of the nobles throughout the country. But things didn't happen to him, and the matter was settled.

The time I reappeared here was around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Go back from here and report back to Jetua and tell him my opinion. Then, after taking the time to eat something, make the necessary sleep supplements. At least in the morning meeting, I can't show a hint of fatigue.

As a lieutenant general's bodyguard, it is normal for such a place to appear. And the timing was just right, and a few minutes after I showed up, a representative from Lancaster was also on the scene. Of course, it's been cleaned up, and almost no one wants to deal with someone who is arrogant. After a few minutes, feeling like nothing to gain, the guy walked away.

"Master Chief, please come here. ”

It is precisely because the nobles do not save themselves that their brothers are killed and injured so much. When I saw the annoying guy leave, the captain of the soldier who was in charge of guarding the scene trotted up to me and whispered.

Several people followed each other to one of the buildings in the innermost part of the street, and the guards standing at the door looked very bad, and there were several places of vomit in the shadows in the corners.

Luckily, it's not summer, otherwise those things would have attracted flies.

"What's next, it's probably going to be a little bit visually impactful, and I hope you're prepared for it. ”

The team leader smiled awkwardly and reminded kindly.

"It's okay!"

It seems that the team leader who led the way estimated that he had vomited in the corner, which made me wonder what kind of scene could make these seven-foot men vomit and collapse.

The squad leader motioned for one of the guards to come up and help, and both of them pushed the door hard at the same time. With a "creak" of the door opening, the wooden door reinforced with iron bars was pushed open.