Amber was out on the wasteland outside the village when she spotted a Mitachurl leading a group of ordinary hilichurls in reclaiming the barren land and expanding the farmland.
Her jaw nearly hit the ground. It was already a stretch to expect hilichurls not to actively destroy crops, so why on earth were they tilling the fields?
Not far away, a villager sat right next to an Abyss Mage, arms linked, looking like best friends.
Chapter 29