Dobinki replied without turning his head, "No need, they are right beside you."
With Dobinki's words, the face of a Shadow Guard, vague and blurry, slowly appeared in front of the Druids, "Don't worry, noble guests, we will ensure your safety."
Shortly after the Druids left, a goblin and an undead mounted on a bone horse returned to Holy Wall City. Before they even entered, they saw the Great Sage on his way back.
Feirick hastily greeted, "Great Sage, Great Sage, I've found it, I've found it. I've brought a high-yield crop that produces a thousand pounds per acre."
The Great Sage looked at Feirick with a peculiar expression, "You also brought a crop that yields a thousand pounds per acre?"
"Also?" Feirick was dumbfounded, "Is there someone else who found high-yield crops too?"
The Great Sage relayed the matter about the Druids. Before Feirick could reply, the goblin who arrived with him uproariously declared:
