"Ger, sir..."
Motan suddenly turned to look at Ger, pulling a somewhat forced smile, "I'll go rest in the back for a bit and come back later."
The latter was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "No problem, I'll keep watch here."
"Thank you for that. Don't worry, it won't take too long."
Motan looked back at the increasingly fierce fire in the city, briefly thanked Ger, and then quickly turned and walked toward the rear.
Two minutes later
In front of the city, rear of the temporary base of the allied forces, Alchemy Workshop
"Are you sure you're alright?"
Luna, while preparing some emergency medicine at the Alchemy Table, turned to look at Motan with a dazed expression and asked in an ethereal tone, "Is it really just… ordinary fatigue?"
"Yes, just a bit tired, planning to take a short nap"
Motan sat down next to a cushion in a corner of the workshop floor, slowly closing his eyes, "So I came to bother you for a while."