Wildness and Masks

Exiting the secret chamber.

Macal immediately grabbed a missionary and gave him some instructions.

He asked him to pass a message to Mima and the others.

Then, without looking back, he headed towards the village entrance—he understood that he had to make this trip quickly.

The strongest in the village, Fra, was already missing...

Now even he, the captain of the Paladins, had to leave.

The strength guarding the village would be incredibly weak, and a few powerful demon beasts or mutants could easily massacre the village.

Without him leading, relying solely on the remaining knights and priest squires in the village, they could only handle a limited number of Professional-level threats. At most, three Professional-level combatants could wipe out the people in the village.

"Miss Geling... can you keep up with me, or do you need me to carry you?" Macal asked Ogre.

This was an idea he had prepared for a long time.

Although he didn't understand why Priest Fra insisted on Geling going along, as a lower-ranked divine servant, he could only follow orders.

Moreover, it was an urgent order.

"I am a disciple of the Paladin," Ogre said as he walked.

This was also a roundabout way of answering the question.

"You really are..."

Macal stopped mid-sentence and said no more.

In fact, during sword practice before, he had already noticed some 'abnormalities' about Ogre.