"What's going on?"
Nightingale stared at Blackmoon Castle not far away; she looked a little lost.
She rubbed her eyes and realized that she was not wrong. Hundreds of thousands of magical beasts did carry something on their back, and there was a refugee in ragged clothes among every few magical beasts. She estimated that there were more than 10,000 refugees.
Those magical beasts did not eat those people. Instead, they protected them. It was a miracle.
At the Blackmoon Town entrance, a few Blackmoon Knights controlled a rock wall to move it. The wall was transformed from a Giant Lava Golem.
The Blackmoon Knights made a few announcements.
"Anyone who encounters a disaster during the winter or whose life is threatened by magical beasts can come to Blackmoon Town."
"Blackmoon Town accepts all refugees and has prepared a free residence and food for all of you."
