"Huh? What are they doing?"
The first to run down from the flying ship, Lydia, saw a scene of several thousand people kneeling and bowing to her, which left her dumbfounded.
After hearing the crowd's shouts clearly, Lydia's expression turned a bit peculiar, as it turned out she was considered a messenger of God. Why didn't she know?
Behind her, one by one, soldiers clad in fine leather armor, holding muskets, descended from the flying ship.
After several months of special training, through fights and kills with magical beasts, these men had long lost the appearance of new recruits, each one radiating an aura of solemn lethality.
Ryder wasn't as astounded as those miners, who thought it was a blessing from God, but the sight of dozens of flying ships suddenly appearing in the valley, unloading thousands of people, left him immensely shocked.
