The game has become a real alternate world

It's absolutely impossible for the Holy Light Healing method to restore Getai's wounds, let alone make him lively like this in an instant.

The Saintess frowned in deep puzzlement.

This question had been lingering in her mind since yesterday, having fought alongside the Night Watchers for several days now.

Kana wasn't intent on hiding the Night Watchers' unique traits.

After all, there is the Stone of Creation in this world, and Kana and they are indeed collecting the Stone of Creation.

The obvious differences are very easy to notice, making concealment almost meaningless.

As for the Saintess, she couldn't deny that when these Night Watchers fight, they seem never to falter in spirit, always charging at the forefront.

Willing to block skills for teammates, even using their own life to create opportunities for them.

Of course, here, the term "use life" is as seen from the perspective of the Saintess.

Just like when fighting those four Apostles of the Evil God, the Saintess saw many Dwarves disregarding their own lives in battle.

To restrain the enemy, to create a perfect opportunity.

These Dwarf Night Watchers, even when faced with frenzied attacks, did not retreat.

Even though in the end, none of the Night Watchers seemed to have died, but one Priest from their side fell.

The troops sent by the Prince suffered half casualties.

Plus, the event she witnessed firsthand just now, she found the Night Watchers' situation too peculiar.

Seeming to have seen the Saintess's questioning, Blake silently said, "Don't mind it, it's a special trait of us Night Watchers."

How can someone not mind!

The Holy Knight screamed internally.

But clearly, Blake did not intend to explain in detail any further.

This kind of thing, with a bit of thinking, it's easy to guess what's related to the special traits of the Night Watchers.

But what the enemy guesses and what one says are two different things.

Soon, the bodies in the port town were gathered together, the flames raging.

"Lord Kana, we found some surviving civilians in the dungeon below."

Rein pointed behind him, several Night Watchers brought the civilians imprisoned in the dungeon up.

Among them, two strong men and an old man charged out of the group, as if searching for something.

Then they saw Shalika lying at Kana's feet.

"Miss!" the old man exclaimed.

The other two middle-aged men quickly ran over.

"Stand down!"

Kecha and several Night Watchers directly blocked in front of the three, as these people charged straight towards Kana.

"Calm your emotions, this young lady hasn't been harmed, just fainted from fright," Kana comforted.

Upon hearing this, the three stared at Shalika for a while, seemingly confirming the situation, then nodded after calming their emotions.

"Tell me about your situation."

The old man nodded, "We are from the Pointer Trading Company of the Cohen Kingdom, and this young lady is the owner of the association.

She is whom we serve.

Originally, we were preparing to transport supplies to the front lines, but on the night we docked here, these Cultists stormed up by boat, and we became their prisoners.

Many of the trade convoy were killed by them, and many hired mercenaries and soldiers went mad and slaughtered us."

Listening to the old man in front of him describe the situation, Kana nodded, which matched mostly with what he had guessed.

"Doo ah!"

A screech came from the sky.

[Grey Fang: There's a pursuer, quite a number, roughly seven to eight kilometers away from you.]

Grey Fang, scouting from up high, relayed this information.

"Ichard, take some people to clear those boats by the shore, once ready we shall leave.

Get the supplies loaded too."

Ichard nodded, picking out people he'd already chosen from among the refugees.

After all, the Safro Kingdom is a peninsula, and the region they were in now was also near the coast's direction.

The collected refugees, many had been sailors or worked on boats before, which Ichard had specifically selected earlier.

"Blake, take some people to handle those pursuers, make it quick, don't get bogged down."

Blake nodded, mounted the Land Bird, and charged out with some Night Watchers.

Clearing the pursuers, Kana was quite assured about the Night Watchers, having fought many battles against Cultists, now the Night Watchers' strength had somewhat exceeded average.

Kana glanced by the shore.

There were four ships capable of sailing near the sea, three of them seemed to be those disguised landing vessels for the Evil God followers.

The other one, you could tell was a merchant ship.

These Evil God followers were very clear in their aim, they didn't waste much time during the process, so this merchant ship was well preserved intact.

"Miss Alicia, you take one, we take three, is that okay?"

After all, Kana had a large group of refugees, insufficient ships would mean leaving people behind.

The Saintess looked at the ships near the shore and nodded, without doing anything additional.

A Holy Knight nearby seemed to want to say something, but Anita elbowed him in the chest.

Seeing this scene, Kana smiled a bit, pretending not to notice.

"Then let's take action, after all, there are quite a number of pursuers behind us, dragging our feet will only lead to more coming."