"Damn, this is so boring..."
"Weren't these bastards all high and mighty when they showed up? And now they've just turned tail and run..."
Hans casually kicked a goblin corpse on the ground, unable to keep himself from complaining.
Ever since Chief Umm was killed in battle, the First Regiment had taken over the fight.
Throughout Ancient Dumu Town, those who could run, ran, and those who couldn't, died.
Many more were simply frozen in place, their minds blank, not knowing what to do. Figures like Chief Umm, who had actually fought back, were few and far between. After all, whether born of fear or anger, resistance requires courage.
Those who remained frozen in place were, of course, no match for the well-equipped soldiers of the First Regiment.
It didn't even require the Second Regiment to step in; the First Regiment had handled the entirety of Ancient Dumu Town on their own. Eager for more action, they had been so thorough as to leave no corner untouched.
