Ten minutes ago, somewhere in the northern continent
In the peaceful village, the residents lived as usual. The remote geographical environment away from big cities usually trapped them in poverty, but now it has become their protection.
The demon war seemed to have had no impact on them at all. They continued their daily work, and children played as they always did. Occasionally, they could hear adults talking grandly about the war outside, as if they believed they would always remain peaceful.
At least for the villagers here, that's how it was.
Just outside the village, there's a wide open space located between the village and the fields. Originally, it was a wheat field used for processing grain, but it was temporarily abandoned due to seasonal reasons.
And on this open space at this time, an entirely out-of-place group of figures suddenly appeared, numbering in the hundreds.
