Feeling Jeming's gaze, Augusta reluctantly gritted his teeth, but still followed the noble etiquette and bowed to Jeming to express his gratitude. Then he quickly left the valley with his followers.
On the other side, Horn smiled and nodded to Jeming, and finally, after instructing his followers a few words, he also left.
"Strange person."
Feeling baffled by the looks from the two people, Jeming shrugged, not bothering with these matters. He then somewhat regretfully took out his few pieces of Talisman Witchcraft to inspect them.
After all, with the high-intensity operation, all the attack-type Talisman Witchcraft and most of the flying Talisman Witchcraft were excessively damaged and unusable.
There were still quite a few defensive-type Talisman Witchcraft left, but relying solely on Alchemy as a means of attack felt insufficient.
"Such a pity, they're all broken. Looks like I can only withdraw afterward..."
