<h4>Chapter 258 Scoreboard </h4>


    Standing atop the northeast wall, Esmond crossed his arms and gazed at Adam carrying Edward and entering through the city gates. His lips curled up into a faint smile as he thought to himself, These kids have a lot of potential.


    "We got quite a few kills today, huh, Boss?" The blonde, elven archer spoke with a bright smile. After all, the more kills their team had, the more contribution points they would earn. This would result in them having ess to more resources.


    "Hmm." Esmond nodded. "Galriel, Lisa, go help your teammates"


    Galriel, the elven archer, stuck her tongue out. "But Lisa''s already gone down." With that said, she went down to tend to her teammates.


    Meanwhile, Esmond nced at the dark forest beyond the bloody battlefield, his expression solemn. He coldly gazed at a certain area for a long time before turning around and descending the wall.


    …


    "Well done, my lords!"


    "Thank you for your hard work!"


    "Pleasee this way."


    "Let us tend to your wounds."


    As soon as Adam walked through the city gate, he witnessed the scene of the mortal residents of the city crying tears of joy while weing the Magi who had been actively fighting on the battlefield.


    Seeing such a scene, the youth couldn''t help but involuntarily smile.


    During normal times, the mortals would always find themselves having their heads lowered in the presence of these powerful Magi. Simrly, the Magi would always feel a sense of superiority when they were around mortals.


    However, now that they were in the midst of war, they stood shoulder to shoulder with each other and worked toward amon goal.


    "Edward, Adam!" Suddenly, a panicked voice could be hearding from the distance. Adam turned his head in that direction and found that Lisa was running toward them, anxiety stered all over her face.


    "Oh, there you are." Adam''s eyes lit up. He waited for her toe closer and then threw the unconscious Edward at her. "Here, catch."


    Lisa yelped in surprise as she caught Edward. She red at Adam, "Have you gone crazy?"


    "Rx." Adam waved his hand nonchntly. "He''s not gonna die."


    Lisa was about to argue back, but when she noticed the number of ghastly wounds marring Adam''s body, she swallowed her words. "Are you okay?"


    "Of course, I am." Adam flexed his biceps. "Did you think a bunch of beasts could do a number on me? Heh."


    Lisa helplessly sighed. She nced at him and spoke sincerely, "Thanks for looking after Eddie."


    Adam looked at her and nodded with a smile.


    "Farald! Adam!" Galriel approached them with a broad smile. "You guys were amazing! Thanks to you guys'' hard work, our unit has umted so many points today."


    "Oh?" Adam stroked his chin. "You mean contribution points are awarded to a group as a whole and not on an individual basis?"


    "You didn''t know?" Farald nced at him with a raised eyebrow.


    Adam rolled his eyes. "I just came here yesterday. Of course, I don''t know."


    "True, true." The dwarf nodded. "But, yes. Points are awarded collectively, but they''re distributed at the discretion of the squad leader."


    Adam went into deep thought, pondering the implications of this system.


    So the squad leaders have the most authority, but that''s a given. It also holds them ountable for the fair and effective distribution of points.


    It incentivizes unit members to perform well to obtain more points, fosteringpetition and cooperation at the same time. However, all this depends on the squad leader. Hmm… If he shows favoritism then it might lead to disputes.


    "Stop thinking so much," Farald grumbled as he lightly smacked Adam in the stomach. "Just kill and earn points. Simple."


    Adam lowered his head and nced at the dwarf. Then, he burst intoughter, "Hahaha, that''s right!"


    "Anyway, let''s get you guys to the infirmary. Then we can go to the city square to see the results of the battle," Galriel spoke in a happy mood and led the unit away.


    …


    In the bustling main square of Stardale, a giant magical board glowed with a bright light, drawing the attention of the passersby. The board was several meters high and was magically created by Artificers.


    On the surface of the board, intricate white characters glowed softly, forming rows and columns that disyed the names of the Magi units fighting in this war. Beside each name, a number shone brightly, indicating the points earned by the unit.


    Throughout the daytime when the war was in progress, the numbers shifted and updated in real-time reflecting the ongoing battle and contribution of each Magi.


    The mortal residents and Magi alike had gathered around the board, talking with excitement and curiosity as they watched the ranking of the Magi units.


    At the base of this magical board, a group of Magi stood ready to answer any questions or record any disputes or challenges to the disyed points. Of course, they were professional Magi who diligently kept track of the points, ensuring the integrity of the system.


    Amidst the crowd, Adam stood there with his unit, ncing at the magical board. Their expressions were that of slight surprise. They were expecting to be number one, but that spot had actually been taken by someone else.


    "Damn, it!" Farald spoke in annoyance. "I can''t see a thing from down here. Oi, Adam, what position are we in?"


    Adam found this dwarf''s situation to be very amusing. He nced at him and replied, "We''re second."


    "Second?!" Farald was shocked. "Who the hell is first then?"


    "Magus Marce''s Unit," the youth replied.


    "Damn it! After all the shit we''ve been through? This is absurd. I''m going to those officials and getting things straight." Farald stomped toward the magic board but was suddenly stopped by a burly figure.


    "Boss?" Farald was slightly taken aback.


    "Don''t bother. The officials won''t dare lie about such things. Besides, Marce had brought a small team of elite Rank 1 Magi with her from her family. So it''s only natural that her unit has secured the first ce," said Esmond.


    "…Fine," Farald grumbled under his breath.


    "I''m here to distribute the points. Adam, Farald, and Edward will get twenty-five percent of the total points," the red-


    haired Magus began. He then nced at the two youngdies and continued, "While the rest will be equally distributed between you both. Any objections?"


    Everyone shook their heads. They felt that the distribution was fair and justified.


    "Good." Esmond nodded. "You may go visit the marketce and buy the things you need." With that said, he turned around and walked away.


    Adam nced at the scoreboard and thought, Hmm, so I''ve earned close to 150 points…


    I wonder what the marketce has to offer.