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Lind, paying no heed to his image, sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.
Behind him were his seriously wounded subordinates; some had fallen, while others were crippled.
This was the first time since becoming the lord of Newbie Village that Lind had suffered such heavy losses.
But he noticed that the eyes of everyone present were shimmering with light.
It turned out that the feeling of glory and joy from a hard-fought victory was far more important than waiting quietly for the war to end within the walls.
There were no undead this time because the undead had already been easily wiped out in previous battles; they were too weak to survive in this war.
Lind took a deep breath; his ears were deaf, which of course was no big deal, as a specially made Magic Potion would solve the problem once he got back.
It was just that he couldn't hear clearly when he spoke now.
He shouted hoarsely, "Next time, you guys charge in front of me!"
