readx;? Yasin was as curious as the others about the rumored reinforcements coming from Bacchus City, and perhaps even more curious. After all www.biquge.info rumored that a few mages who were employed by the Drirance family would come together this time, and unlike him, they were the kind of orthodox mages...

From the time of crossing to the present, including himself, Yasin has only known three mages. The first was Nakar, his initiation teacher, from whom everything about mages was derived. It's a pity that this guy has only known each other for a long time, and he hung up without even saying much. The other is the elder of Calmotte, but despite his powerful mana, the help that elder gave to Yasin is not even as good as Nacaldor, which can be regarded as a somewhat selfish side of the mage, and he has been underground all the year round, this elder of Calmot does not know much about the affairs of the mage world, and he is a model in the dead house. The third, of course, is Yasin himself.

Despite being a member of the group, the group of mages is still strange and mysterious to Yasen, so he is eager to get in touch with more of his kind, if possible...

After tidying up his somewhat shabby robes, Yasin led Naya to the town's main thoroughfare, where he waited with the others, including Duncan, for the arrivals from Bacchus.

It wasn't just Yasen who was waiting, but everyone else in the town as well. You can see that in the direction of the entrance to the town, both sides of the main road are already full of people.

The townspeople, the stranded mercenaries, and a few others, at least half of the town, had run to the sides of the main road, waiting for visitors from all the way from Bacchus.

Naturally, in the higher positions, there are all the big people of the town standing. As a rare mage, coupled with the fact that he has made a lot of contributions before, Yasen is also very 'honored' to stand with these big names, and he is still in a relatively high position.

At this time, the main road was full of whispers, and almost everyone was chatting about what the people from Bacchus City were like.

After a long time, Yasen was still nothing, but the others had gradually lost their patience.

"Hey, can I go to the restaurant over there for some food first, I'm hungry!" Pulling Yasen's sleeve, Naya asked with a pitiful look.

Even though she had eaten not long ago, it wasn't even a pre-dinner meal for her. Now that I've been standing here for almost an hour, my already hungry stomach suddenly becomes even hungrier.

"Ugh—" Glancing at her flat belly, Yasin wondered where all the things she had eaten had gone. Every time I ate so many things, my stomach only bulged slightly, and I continued to be hungry after a while. But after sighing helplessly, Yasin still patted her head and said dotingly. "Let's go eat, come back early..."

As she spoke, she even took out a few silver coins from her pocket and put them on the palm of her hand.

The little werewolf girl, who was still a little aggrieved, suddenly got up happily. Even if her head is always filled with food, she understands what these glittering things are for.

At the same time, looking at the happy werewolf girl, Yasin was also a little curious, could it be because she was too good to eat, so her tribe would drive her out, so as not to impoverish the tribe -- he had investigated, ordinary werewolves were indeed quite able to eat, eating meat in large chunks and drinking wine in large bowls every day, but it was only better than ordinary people, and it was impossible to be like her.

But just as Yasen shook her head and sighed, and Naya happily walked towards the visit, there was a sudden faint sound in the distance, and then Naya also wrinkled her delicate nose slightly. "There's a strange smell...", he said, looking in the direction of the entrance.

Just as he sensed that something was wrong, he heard a sudden scream from outside the town, and there was a commotion and commotion from the crowd that was supposed to be in charge of welcoming them.

Yasin had just looked back when he saw about a dozen war horses, galloping quickly in the direction of the town, and...

Faintly, Yasin found that there seemed to be fewer people on the back of those horses, and the rest of them were also stained with blood, and some of them were just holding the war horses under them, motionless, not knowing life and death...

"Hell, what's going on!"

The flattering expression vanished, and Duncan said in a panic.

Before he could speak, several temple warriors and veteran mercenaries glanced at each other and cautiously approached the past.

Because it was a welcome ceremony, not too many people were carrying weapons. At first, no one thought it was a problem, but when it actually happened, they realized how inconvenient it really was.

It's just that the person who prescribed it like this is too late to regret it, and at the same time, Duncan, who was panicking, also saw Yasen.

"Master Mage, this time..."

"I'll go over and see—" Without Duncan saying anything, Yasin beckoned to Naya next to him, and the two of them approached equally cautiously.

The previous few temple warriors and mercenaries heard the movement behind them, looked back, and found that it was Yasen and Naya, and then they didn't say anything, but their expressions were much more relieved.

Having a legendary mage with you is always reassuring.

Despite their caution, the group approached quickly, and in a short time they were already close to their goal.

It's just that after seeing it clearly, the faces of the group have changed.

These dozen or so horses are all excellent war horses, and it is difficult to find even one in the 'backcountry' like Gas. There are also harnesses on war horses, which are not available to ordinary knights.

Coupled with the logo on the war horse, it all says a thing...

"House Derollance..."

His expression changed drastically, and one of the temple warriors almost squeezed these six words out of his teeth.

If it was ten minutes ago, hearing these six words, maybe everyone present would be happy, but looking at the tragic situation in front of them...

On the back of a dozen war horses, there are now only seven or eight people on board, and they are all embarrassed, several of them even hold the horse's neck motionless, life and death are unknown, and the rest are also embarrassed. This seems to be too far from the 'mighty' reinforcements they imagined...

But anyway, the group approached.

After receiving these people, Yasin realized that the situation was even worse than he had imagined...;