"Well done." Raphael nodded.
"Boss, if these people die at our hands, Caradia won't let it go, right?" the elven soldier said worriedly.
The people who followed Raphael had joined the dark forces on the island.
After all, the garrison of the outpost was already at the end of its tether. The residences on the mountains were discovered by the nomads, and the resources were also taken away. The Elf Kingdom had not sent reinforcements for a long time. In order to survive, they could only grab the help of the dark forces.
There were also some soldiers who chose to leave on their own and survive in the wilderness. However, most of them had disappeared into the wilderness, and even their corpses could not be found.
"Of course, that's why we can't let them find out," Raphael reprimanded. "We boarded this ship to make this explosion look like an accident."
"Yes." the elven soldiers answered with their heads lowered.