"If those Necromancers really created such strong monsters, they would have taken Duhefrus back by now."
Albite changed his previously self-destructive demeanor, speaking authoritatively about these matters.
Gao Wen couldn't help but smirk.
His teeth appeared even whiter.
"Yes, you're right, Instructor Albite. This is a trial ground, its creator—Instructor Dahuang prefers to call it 'Guarding Makala'. Look over there."
He pointed, and as Albite looked, he noticed a solitary Lord's Mansion behind the Paladins.
A blond young man was standing in the courtyard continuously casting spells.
In front of him was a silver pond, from which Paladins continuously emerged, they bowed to him and then energetically rushed off to the battlefield.
"That's the place we're protecting," he explained.
"This is... quite blasphemous."
Albite tugged at the corner of his mouth...
If it were the old him, he'd probably have swung a punch at Gao Wen by now.
