The old Priest reacted quickly, giving orders in an instant. "To the bell tower! Hurry!"
The Cultivator immediately rushed to the back.
"The village is under attack?" Colin asked.
"Yes," the old Priest said urgently. "You two are Field Staff from Thousand Masts City, aren't you? If you are able, can you help us defend the village? We will report this to the Elves."
"We can," Colin agreed with a nod.
"Good. Please, wait for me." The Priest was a little nervous. "There aren't many skilled fighters in the village. We'll be in trouble if we run into a tough opponent."
As he was about to leave, the old Priest turned back to the two of them and said, "Leave your luggage in my room. Please, follow me."
"Do you have any Potions? Can you spare some?" Colin asked.
"I only have a few. Supplies here are quite limited." After speaking, the old Priest turned and hurried toward the back of the Church.
Colin quickly led Ale after him.
