Mebu's eyes flashed with apprehension.
There were a dozen Mana Foundation-level orcs, who had just made their presence known. Even he, a Mana Liquefaction Magus, wouldn't be able to take them all on without sufficient preparations.
Not to mention, orcs had sturdier physiques compared to humans and possessed far greater strength.
The two Acolytes with him turned towards him, clearly wanting to help the boy out. However, Lebu couldn't endanger the lives of his team members because of an outsider.
If the rest of the Magi in the caravan were with him at the moment, perhaps he might have acted differently. But as things stood, he couldn't take such a big risk.
Lebu turned towards his team members and solemnly shook his head. He then turned back to the clearing, preparing his spell components. If he couldn't help the boy out, the least he could do was buy him enough time to escape the orcs.
But when he shifted his attention back to the boy again, he was astonished.
