"Hahaha~"
The soldiers of Nightfall Domain burst into laughter.
"Is this guy trying to assassinate me?"
Phield remained calm, unmoved by the man's ridiculous behavior. Earlier, he had noticed that the man's left hand barely moved and had been kept hidden at his side the whole time. He was probably concealing a weapon. But Phield was already a second-tier knight, so he wasn't the least bit worried.
"My lord, we are willing to compensate for your losses. And if you just give us a little time, we will leave this place."
"Oh? Do you have some unspeakable difficulty that forces you to act on your own? I'll say it plainly—another corpse tide is about to arrive. If you don't come with me, staying here will only feed the rotting corpses."
Phield snorted coldly in irritation.
"This…"
The burly man fell silent for a moment. Gritting his teeth as if making a painful decision, he let out an awkward laugh and waved his hand behind him.
