Andre stared at the two mayors in front of him—Gerant and Lubin.
Gerant had brought more than ten people with him. All of them had silver-tier armor and longswords. There were two carriages, and a silver-tier magical beast pulled the carriages. It seemed very quiet. There was no bloodlust in the eyes of the silver-tier magical beast at all. Instead, their eyes were filled with wisdom. He wondered if he had seen it wrongly.
As for Lubin, he had also brought more than ten guards with him. Compared to Gerrard, those people were much weaker. The armor and weapons on their bodies were bronze-tier. The magical beasts that pulled the carriages were only silver-tier fire-swallowing beasts that looked sluggish. Their turbid eyes only rolled once after a long time. They could not be compared to the silver-tier magical beast, Unicorn Pegasus, that had a single horn and beautiful wings in front of Gerant's carriage.
