Chapter 83
New Weapons and Nostalgic Faces Part 1
“How’s it going?”
“Nothing so far. Nothing unusual, it’s just eerily quiet.”
Kevin, a Rank 2 adventurer standing guard on a tower, looked grimly at the wheat fields outside the town and the forest beyond. The harvest was already over, so there was not that much damage, but if this situation continued, it could affect the sowing of seeds.
Nearly a month had passed since the town’s residents began a full-scale evacuation, and now the evacuation of those residents who could move was almost complete, but there were still sick people and their families who couldn’t move.
As a countermeasure, they had been asked to gather at a community center in the center of town, but it would still take several days to move them.
Baron Horace, the lord of the land, who asked for help from his parent, Count Torus, was finally ready to send out 1,400 soldiers, including those from other noble families, to launch an attack.
The Adventurers’ Guild also contacted several guilds, and the guild of Dandol finally secured a Rank 4 scout who was acting alone, and called him in to act as an instructor until a party of Rank 4 or higher could be dispatched from the royal capital.
With this information, the baron also sent out 50 soldiers from his town ahead of the others, and was now cooperating with the soldiers of this town to evacuate the residents.
The Adventurers’ Guild had also made contact with the Rank 4 adventurers and had sent out a guild request for assistance. Seeing the situation, two Rank 3 parties had come forward and joined Kevin’s party in preparing for the Orc attack.
“As promised…we will be able to evacuate the residents, who can move, in time. Kevin and his party have kicked the crap out of the Orcs that had shown up the other day.”
A familiar soldier, who had previously stood guard around the gate, climbed onto the scaffolding he had built behind the stone wall and turned his head in the same direction as Kevin.