"Kellian!"

Kormit shouted.

The young man who was far ahead glanced back. Even from a distance far enough to make out his face clearly, Kormit could sense his impatience.

"We need to take a break!"

Kurmit shouted as he sat down to himself. Not far behind him, Travis lay down as if he had passed out.

Duru walked over and dragged him silently to the softer blades of grass in the shade.

It didn't take long for Kellian to run back with a gloomy face.

"It's too slow!" he grumbled angrily.

Kurmit untied the water bag and poured several sips in succession, nodding to him calmly, "This is human, young man...... We only have two legs. ”

But he has to admit that they are a bit slow...... Especially with Travis.

They didn't ride horses. In the complex Kasdan Forest, horseback riding is not much faster than walking, and it is too striking...... But now, Kormit regretted it a little - they should have at least gotten Travis a horse.

While Duru was a young and strong hunter, and he had the sturdy muscles he had developed by wielding a hammer all year round, Travis was just a middle-aged man who was buried in a pile of paper all day long, and his body was weak, he was out of breath and sweated like pulp after walking for half a day, and he collapsed to the ground with a pale face like a dead corpse every time he rested, and he couldn't get up for half a day, so that the impatient Kailian often looked like he couldn't dig a hole on the spot and bury him.

But he didn't really bury Travis, nor did he leave them alone. This stubborn young man ...... This grumpy dragon. Unexpectedly keep a promise.

Even so, he will still complain.

"Why the hell are we taking him!"

More than once he asked Kormit in such a rage, and Kormit patiently told him again and again, "Because he knows Kopas Fenton better than any of us...... And he put himself in danger to save me. I can't leave him behind...... It's like you don't leave your friends behind. ”

Now, Kellian seems to have reluctantly accepted this fact.

"Don't worry. Kurmit reassured him, "We'll be there in Keith in another day." ”

Kellian glanced at him coldly.

"What else do you think we can find there?" he asked dismissively.

"Maybe, maybe not. Kormit replied, "You'll have to go to find out...... We don't know where Copas is anyway. ”

They were looking for Copas Fenton—as Kellian had unspoken guess in the Branti Library, the perfect priest was the most suspicious of all accounts.

Even Travis can't deny it. He has known Copas for decades. It was also under the influence of Copas that he became a follower of Nesses, and then introduced his friend Comit to Copas...... Not being able to become a pastor has always been his greatest regret, and now it seems. Maybe it's his luck.

When Travis saw the lame adventure story donated by the Temple of Collins in Felicity's name and not even signed by him in the Blanti Library a dozen years ago, he didn't really take it to heart - it mentioned the unrecognized nameless deity, the mysterious and powerful power, but the power gained by sacrificing one's companions was clearly evil. So it wasn't what he was looking for...... He told the story to Copas as if it were a joke. Copas just laughed it off.

A few years ago, Copas approached Travis out of the blue, asking him about the story he had almost forgotten so carefully that he even had him copy a copy of it by hand, telling him that it might help them deal with the necromancers who often haunted the forests and wilderness of the north.

That's certainly a good thing. Travis spent a lot of time looking for more related things, until Copas lightly told him that "it's over." ”

"It's just a made-up, sensationalist story, and it doesn't make much sense. ”

This sentence was undoubtedly a relief for Travis. Because anything to do with necromancers is obviously not going to be pleasant, soaked in that kind of dark and bloody history all day long. He slept at night with nightmares - rotting corpses, undead spirits, angry and unwilling souls...... And the bloody sacrificial method that Kormit experienced.

The use of human sacrifice has been around for a long time. Orcs will sacrifice all the enemies they catch to their gods, whether they are dwarves, elves or humans. The name of the god who is called on the battlefield sometimes has a similar meaning...... But it seems that only humans would sacrifice their kindred or even relatives to any kind of powerful force in exchange for what they wanted.

A lot of times, it's not about faith, it's just a pure transaction...... It's like a necromancer's deal with a demon.

It doesn't end there. A year ago, Travis had to confront the "sensationalism" story again - an unexpected discovery made him realize that it was not just a story, and even caused him to stuff the scroll into a more hidden location in a panic and anxiety to avoid being discovered...... But no matter how much Comit and Kellian tried to ask, he refused to tell them what the "accident" was.

In any case, it had nothing to do with Copas Fenton—that was Kelion's conclusion, and Kormit saw nothing to refute.

According to Kellian's plan, they should find Kopas immediately, but under Kormit's reminder, they are as arrogant as a dragon, and they can only admit that a high-ranking priest is not so easy to be trampled on the ground by him, and he will answer all questions.

And Kormit's plan is more cautious...... It's also much more time-consuming.

They set off for Keith, the village that Kormit had stumbled upon. Copas had promised Kormit that he would go there as soon as possible to figure out what was going on, whether he went or not...... It's all more or less provable.

Before leaving Balach, they cautiously inquired about Kopas, but received no definite response, and everyone in the village thought he was in another village, or in Stonebutch...... But he's probably not anywhere.

It was only now that Kormit realized that Copas was often missing...... But no one ever had any doubts about it.

Another man whose whereabouts are uncertain is Scott. Kormit didn't dare to say this to Kelion, but he suspected that Kelion didn't need his reminder.

At the urging of the young man, they did not rest long before setting off again, even as night fell.

Although his mind was confused as he left Keith, Kormit did not forget to leave the mark, and by following those marks, they arrived in the village earlier than he expected...... If there was ever a village there.

Kormit stood under a walnut tree, fingers tapping at the nicks he had left with his dagger, silently staring at a dark woodland not far away.

It's really just a woodland...... A clearing surrounded by tall cedar trees, sparsely populated with shrubs and grass, no bonfires, and no humble wooden houses...... There was nothing he could remember that it had ever been an inhabited village.

But he was sure that this was it. He even remembered the particularly tall spruce tree in the southeast, which rose above the other trees with a neat crown that looked like it had been carefully trimmed......

"I told you. Kellian tossed the phrase in his ear, but instead of turning away, he walked towards the clearing.

Comit involuntarily followed, circling in the desolation, a little dazed in his heart—it wouldn't just be his dream, of course, but I'm afraid many would think so. When the whole village is completely gone, as if it never existed, what is he going to do to make people believe him?

Kailian casually picked up a handful of wild grass and snorted coldly.

"The perfect 'destruction of corpses'. "I can barely feel some magic now," he said...... But soon there was nothing left. ”

Kormit smiled helplessly. As he says, this proves something...... With the strength of the villagers themselves, of course, it is impossible to disappear so perfectly.

But...... This is not the only evidence.

"Maybe you should go back to Gabriel. Kellian threw away the grass in his hand and spoke, "While it's still too late." ”

They thought of the same question.

Kurmit pondered for a moment and shook his head:

"Gabriel can't just disappear like Keith. It's a place that almost no one knows, but Gabriel is an old village......"

"But you want the people there to forget what happened, or to make them reverse black and white, and if necessary, to identify you as the one who covets beauty and wants to kill in anger after being rejected...... Maybe it's not that hard. "Kellian pointed out a wonderful prospect for him.

"Thanks for the reminder. Kormit smiled wryly, "But I don't want those people to sink deeper...... Stay away from them. ”

"I doubt they'll appreciate you. ”

"I don't need their gratitude. ”

“...... In that case, you should also know that if Copas Fenton wants to keep everything buried in the dark, there aren't too many obstacles left, and they're all all together, right?" Kellian poked him in the chest unceremoniously.

"It seems so. Kormit replied calmly, sliking the heavy hammer in his hand, "But anyway...... I'm still alive. ”

He calmly smiled at the young ice dragon: "As long as you don't die...... It's hard to say, isn't it?"

“...... And I didn't die that easily. Under the moonlight, Kailian raised his eyebrows and replied proudly.

(To be continued......)