Nausica was looking more and more grave.
Someone came to the garden with wizard-level treasures, which meant the dubious business in the garden this time was even more unpredictable than people expected. Nausica was sure she couldn't survive using raw strength. She needed to think both carefully and fast.
Of course, someone strong enough to beat down everything he or she came across did not have to worry about these. But Nausica was not such a case.
The winged lady moved in the air for a moment while fully releasing her aura for everyone to see, making it difficult for the weaker beings to breathe.
"That's… Maine from Shangri-La!" Someone revealed her name with a trembling voice.
Maine had slowly landed among people, which immediately scared a good number of people away. No one dared to try their luck in front of those wizard-level wings.
