Everyone was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night when the group of bandits suddenly arrived on horseback and sent a hail of arrows raining down from the night sky.
Just the first wave of arrows killed more than a dozen people, with several more dozen casualties happening in the aftermath.
Was this a situation normal people were used to?
In the chaos, someone had suddenly stepped forward and killed the bandits one by one with his precise and overpowering shots, so how could everyone not applaud this?
Everyone stood up and started applauding, following Milo’s lead. As they clapped, they smiled at Barrack to express their gratitude.
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