The scene fell into a deathly silence.
The soldiers on the ground trembled and cried out in pain.
Claremont looked in disbelief at the corpses of the two soldiers who had fallen to the ground. After they had set off from the Elf Kingdom, they had been troubled by the ent, and they had also been attacked by the black elf vagabonds. However, there had never been any cases of casualties. Devitt had been severely injured before, and he had been saved from the grasp of the Grim Reaper.
And without anyone noticing, the two soldiers had died in an ordinary accident.
In front of the withering of life, Claremont took a deep breath, feeling as if his heart had been chilled to the bottom of his heart.
In the camp, the Caradia soldiers and the elven soldiers had also gathered at the entrance of the camp. After understanding the current situation, their faces were all solemn.