"The isolated island is more tranquil than I imagined."
At the edge of the city, in ruins and yet to be revived, a patrol team was slowly progressing along the abandoned streets.
The scent of the sea still lingered in the air, and all that could be seen were dilapidated buildings and wild forests, with unobtrusive mountains visible in the distance.
Witnessing this scene, someone in the team couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Though far from civilization and desolate, unlike imagined, this isolated island that once only existed in people's memories wasn't a magic mirror overrun with magic creatures.
After patrolling for half the day without encountering any danger, not even a single magic creature, the initial tension in the team also dissipated.
"Didn't the Great Nun also say that the environment on the isolated island isn't that dangerous, so a basic formation is sufficient for patrols?"
