Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The militia sergeant slowly turned around and saw a man in a transparent raincoat standing in the rain.
His eyes were emitting a deep silver light, which was a little bewitching to look at.
"It's... it's you?" the militia sergeant stammered in disbelief.
Wasn't he the young tourist he gave permission to leave out of kindness?
If he was strong enough to stop such a huge rock with his eyes, why would he behave so modestly in front of them?
Mo Fan went up to the militia sergeant and smiled. "Relax."
The militia sergeant could not relax at all. The Federation's army had arrived. He was only a Basic Mage. He had been appointed to lead some militia because he had been a Hunter for some time.
However, he was just like the rest of his squad. They could die at any second!
Face it (sing it with me), You're In The Army Now!