Rorschach met the group of young people outside the city.
They didn't look too good.
Perhaps they were unlucky when they landed, or perhaps they met with an accident midway, most of their clothes were tattered and covered in mud. Rather than calling them elite spellcasters who were favored by the heavens, they looked more like a group of refugees who had fled their homes.
According to the news from the Game Church, the landing should have been very successful. They should have successfully landed in a safe area in the Harlet Wasteland.
From the same source of information, Rorschach also knew that the scheduled 500 people would not be able to wait. In fact, there were 527 people in this group, but 36 of them disappeared in space due to unknown reasons. Whether they went to another world to be the protagonist or returned to the past to be the winner in life, it was really hard to say … Anyway, there were many people who disappeared every year. Basically, no one who disappeared through inter-world teleportation had ever returned.
"Wasn't there supposed to be 490 people? No matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem more than 300 people. "
Rorschach did a little calculation and found that the situation was not right.
But the feedback went straight to the point.
"Attacked? Persuaded? "
Immediately, even the heartless Rorschach's face turned pale.
Not long after they landed, the group was attacked by a group of magic beasts. Before they had time to adapt to the environment and didn't know what was in the threatening black fog, they were attacked by the magic beasts.
The situation was very chaotic at that time, but it was not to the extent of losing more than half of them.
Although these people couldn't carry any high-magic threatening items, they had a few low-level scrolls and activating magic staffs. Even if the hundreds of mages were frightened, some of them would think of using magic items.
And with one person taking the lead and hundreds of people using it together, it would be hundreds of fireballs, which was also a great killing weapon on the battlefield.
The spellcasters who were the kings of the battlefield were not for nothing. Although the situation was very chaotic at that time, and the people who experienced it only said that it was the black beasts, the mages and apprentices who reacted reacted and still counterattacked.
Fireballs, ice flowers, smoke, chain lightning, in the fierce Ansorenne of the magic tide, these low-level spells were also very powerful.
Moreover, there was an advantage to spells. As long as the spell was released and the target was not missed, no matter how panicked or fearful the caster was, it would not affect the spell's power.
Rorschach could imagine that the "fireworks" that erupted in that instant were probably far more powerful than the defensive sparks of Vila Nova Dônia.
In the end, it was the herd of beasts that were startled. They thought that they were going to feast on delicious meat, but in the end, they ran away, leaving behind more than a dozen charred and frozen corpses.
At that time, the losses on the apprentice's side weren't that great. Only twenty or so unlucky fellows died and a few dozen were injured. Furthermore, most of the dead were accidentally killed by their own people … In reality, there was no such thing as spellcasting protection or immunity for teammates. When your teammates' spells hit you, you would still die the way you were supposed to.
It had to be said that as soon as they arrived, Ansorenne gave these rookies a lesson.
"You, you're talking about … the wild beasts you attracted while eating barbecue in the wilderness?"
Facing the ashamed rookies, Rorschach didn't know what to say.
"No, no, Sir Rorschach, some of us brought instant food, instant noodles, instant pots, and the like. At that time, some people started eating, and then some people saw it and started cooking. Some people went hunting and used the fresh meat to make barbecue and stew. "
Rorschach was speechless. At this moment, he really doubted whether he could complete the mission. Could these rookies really survive for more than half a year?
"… Even if you're stupid enough to not deal with the fireworks and start cooking in the wilderness, didn't anyone take over the sentry duty?"
"They, they came back from hunting and said that the wild beasts here are just like the Aishi, very weak. So we … "
Rorschach was speechless. You went to the dragon's nest to hunt a rabbit and cook it, and you came to the conclusion that the giant dragon was a weak chicken? What kind of logic was this?
Oh, when a school examination saw a bad student, they thought that everyone in the school was bad? This was the arrogance of a top student.
Rorschach rubbed his forehead helplessly. He had a headache.
If this was considered a natural disaster and bad luck, then what came next was a man-made disaster.
"You said that someone in the crowd stood up and said that a quasi-level 5 church like mine couldn't protect you, and that only a level 7 church could protect you."
"Yes, at that time, he sent a signal flare, and a ship and strong looking warriors came. Some people, some people followed … We tried to stop them, but they didn't listen."
Prince Sean came himself. He didn't look good now, and there was a white cloth stained with blood tied around his arm.
Seeing his situation, Rorschach thought for a moment, and there was no other way.
The rookies who were scared out of their wits, seeing a life-saving straw, would definitely not hesitate to grab it tightly. Instead of blaming others, it was better to say that they didn't expect this to happen.
"They really are considerate."
Rorschach couldn't be sure if it was the level 7 churches or someone else, such as the elves, the elves, the elves, but no matter who it was, he was determined to take revenge.
It was natural that Prince Sean couldn't stop them. He only brought about 50 people, and they didn't know each other. Who would listen to you? Maybe the other side had more people.
"How many more?"
"279 people. I just counted. "
This time, Rorschach really had a headache, not because of the tragic number that was almost halved, but because of the person who was counting for him.
"Seviala, why are you here?!"
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