Morning.
The first rays of sunlight bathed the sea, making the shimmering surface glow golden.
On the coast was a damaged giant ship.
And on the shore, there was a group of Half-Elves, whose bodies were in tatters.
However, no visible wounds could be seen on them; they were using tools taken from the ship to dig hole after hole.
They buried the corpses into the pits and erected tombstones with freshly cut wood.
Kana's people did not disturb them and instead watched from the side.
There were 366 people in total here, 366 Half-Elves.
And among them, only 26 were Level Three.
The rest of the Half-Elves were all Level Two, and there were even dozens who were Level One.
Most of these Half-Elves had previously only been farming the land or working various crafts.
Honestly, surviving the Blood Race fleet's attack and reaching the shore with a broken down ship was already remarkable.
It's possible that the stronger Half-Elves perished in combat.
