Soon, under Mil’s search, the surrounding classmates were all gathered.
More people appeared, but everyone was in a state of panic, as most of them were just magic apprentices;
There were no more than three First-Order Mages, and the accompanying knights had all disappeared.
"What should we do now?"
"I know those things… They are Undead Golems. We can’t fight them with just a few of us. We can only wait for the Church and the Knight Guards to rescue us."
Everyone fell silent, no one could come up with a better idea, only the boy who had mocked Mil in the restaurant earlier, his face full of resentment:
"It must be for Mil! The Demon Race set a trap for him to get revenge!"
"So what? Are we just going to abandon him?"
Mil ignored everyone else, squatting by himself, quietly deciphering the mist magic;
As the deciphering progressed, he could gradually perceive further distances. Mil suddenly trembled and looked up in a certain direction…
A group of Undead Golems!
At this moment, the ground beneath their feet was a road paved with gravel, with only two directions. Mil already knew where the Undead Golem army was, and the other side was empty.
The answer was obvious.
While everyone was still clamoring, Mil suddenly stood up and said to everyone righteously:
"Everyone, it’s an honor to be classmates with you, but I have to admit that the Demon Race is indeed after me. I cannot drag everyone down because of myself!"
"How can you say that? We need to unite now, we cannot separate, not even one person less!"
Although no solution was found, everyone still nodded in agreement. Mil clicked his tongue helplessly:
"Are we all going to die here?! At a time like this, someone must sacrifice!"
The conversation came back around…
Although everyone outwardly spoke of unity, deep down, they all knew that most likely only if Mil left, would others have a chance to survive.
Seeing that no one objected, a smile appeared on Mil’s lips. He turned and walked towards the safe direction, speaking as he went:
"I am the weakest among you, you are all stronger mages than me, the future hope of the Holy City! So, live on for me! If sacrificing me alone can…"
Before he could finish speaking, someone suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Mil’s hand, and retorted:
"Enough! Don’t say such things. If I abandoned you, even if I survived, I would not have the face to return to the Holy City alive! In the name of the Einherjar Family, I will never abandon anyone!"
The other classmates nearby were also moved by these words and stood up one after another, each speaking with righteous indignation:
"In the name of the Albion Family, unite as one! I will never abandon my classmates!"
"In the name of the Gallard Family, protect the weak! Uphold the humility and sacrifice of a knight!"
"In the name of the Edengrove Family, we will live and die together! Never be cowards!"
Mil’s face was so dark it could drip water.
"I advise you not to go, and if I go, don't advise me."
Lilith, who was standing by, watched Mil’s performance quietly with her arms crossed.
Mil’s gaze locked onto her. He quickly walked over, grabbed Lilith, and whispered:
"Think of a way to lead all these people away…"
Lilith’s face was full of disdain. At a time like this, she had to be the bad guy? She opened her mouth helplessly:
"How about… you all just leave him be, let him go."
"Lilith, how could even you say something like that?"
"Lilith, I'm so disappointed in you!"
"Even if you don't like him, he's still the person you're about to get engaged to!"
Hearing these words, Mil’s world collapsed…
For a moment, he couldn't tell if his own brain was waterlogged, or if theirs were?
He clearly felt that the Undead Golem legion in the distance seemed to be getting closer…
He originally wanted to use them as a shield, but now he had no time to deal with them. He had to run quickly!
So, Mil simply tore off his facade and roared at the others:
"Alright! Are you annoying or not? You disgust me to death! Who wants to die with you people? 'Knightly spirit' this, 'knightly spirit' that, you're all hypocritical to death! You and your damn family honor should rot in the ground!"
After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent. Their eyes changed from surprise to disappointment, and finally to anger.
Mil, however, couldn't be bothered with anyone else. He walked away from the Undead Golems without looking back.
"Is this how people from the Lyata Family are?"
"He's just an adopted son, he doesn't understand noble conduct and honor at all."
Lilith, however, had guessed what Mil wanted to do. She sighed and stood up, saying:
"Let's go too."
There was no other way. Lilith had a mission and a burden. She had to quickly lead these people away and go back to find Mil.
So, everyone set off in the direction of the Undead Golem army, continuing along the road.
But after walking for a while, they suddenly saw a group of Undead Golems!
It's just that…
These Undead Golems were all facing away from them, entangled in battle with the holy personnel of the Church.
From a distance, the shouts of the monks could be heard:
"Hey—! Over there! I see them! It's the people from Sibyl Academy!"
It turned out that after the Church people were led away, they became entangled with the Undead Golems.
Fortunately, the accompanying holy personnel were all highly skilled, pushing towards the students' direction while enduring wave after wave of encirclement by the Undead Golems…
Soon, after clearing the Undead Golems in front of them, everyone gathered together, and the surrounding Undead Golems also scattered and fled.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged information…
But at this moment, someone suddenly realized:
"Wait! Could it be… Mil, he…"
George, who was found first, also suddenly understood and slapped his forehead:
"That's right, from the very beginning, we were all found one by one by Mil! He must have been able to discern the direction of the mist!"
"So that's it. After he gathered all of us, he suggested leaving alone. The direction he chose from the beginning… was that direction!"
After hearing what the students said, the holy clergy of the Church also turned pale with fright.
"What? You mean… Mil gathered all of you in this mist, then led you to find us, and left alone?!"
"It's over! There are only Undead Golem corpses here, no controllers. We need to go back quickly!"
"It seems Lilith is also gone!"
On the other side…
After Mil left, he immediately ran to the carriage, untied the reins, and got on the horse;
But he hadn't gone far when he saw a nobleman dressed in ranger attire.
A red light flashed in that person's eyes…
Then, the horse stopped uncontrollably. No matter how Mil kicked its belly, it remained unmoving.
A red light suddenly emerged from the ground, and crimson lines formed a magic circle.
"Mil, finally, I have the opportunity to speak with you alone."
Saying that, he bowed very gentlemanly.