Hill hesitated and said, "It's been three years, why not try something new?"
"Ah!" Bex exclaimed in surprise. "Do you think I can't defeat these clans?"
"Yes!" Hill affirmed. "They are numerous, and their levels are all similar to mine. Just last year, they killed a Legendary Knight."
"I've heard the rumors in the sea," Bex said with a deep voice. "But no Magical Beast believes them. A Legendary can't escape if they can't win? We all thought it was the Pope who took action and caused the death of a Legendary."
"No, the Undead Tribe independently killed them. His Majesty the King never left the city he was stationed in."
"More than the Magical Beasts in the sea?"
"Maybe there are tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, of Magisters or higher-level Magical Beasts in the sea, but it's impossible for them to gather all at once, right?"
"That many!" Bex blurted out without thinking. "The sea would be eaten barren."
