Hill gazed outside with dissatisfaction, the Undead Tribe were standing on the city walls using long-range spells, and there was some commotion as if something had happened; it seemed they were shouting something.
Although they also began to send people to stop the assassins who had entered the city, their reaction speed was much slower than that of the Seraphs intercepting in command of the Elven City Guards.
Looking at Hill who was very articulate and clearly dissatisfied, List said with a bit of bewilderment, "Those are the strongest assassins from the Church of Bane! Anyone who dares to rush in like that must be a Legendary Assassin of at least level 20.
The Undead Tribe couldn't possibly stop them.
Are you truly complaining, sir, or just speaking out of boredom?"
