Waaaaaaah!
Kill them all!
Magical beasts! Be careful!
Smoke rises everywhere.
Arrows and magic fly wildly, screams and howls pour out.
What awaited the students returning from the desert were hordes of monsters and magical beasts attacking the wall at all hours.
The monsters and magical beasts charging mindlessly numbered well over two hundred.
It was enough to make one's eyes dizzy, ears deafened, and nose numb.
This was a battlefield.
This was war.
This was the future humanity would face as demons returned once more.
GRWOAAARRR!
The tail of a scorpion, revealing its killing intent as it climbed the high wall, was blocked by a rock.
Rocks flying in from all directions shattered its hard carapace and crushed its head.
Without even a scream, it crumbled and fell outside the wall.
Gerhard's gaze turned back to the battlefield.
Even in this chaos, there were two who shined.
Aint Armian, the hero of light acknowledged by the prophecy book and the natural enemy of demons.
